Chapter 1494: Unpredictable!

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"You don't want to give up your life in vain, you still have to let it go!" Although the storm said that he hated Xue Wen's bones, he was not an indiscriminate killer. .
It was just that he had just finished speaking, and he was standing still, as if Wan Dong, who was at a loss, suddenly took a step forward under his feet, pointing his right hand, aimlessly holding a clip, but listening to the choking sound, the storm that Seeing like a dragon and not seeing the tail, the unpredictable sword power of the ghost and suddenly abruptly converged, leaving only the sharp blade, trembling between Wan Dong's fingers, and constantly buzzing. .
The sword used in the storm, I do n’t know what level it is in Xianting, but it is definitely one of the best weapons of the gods when placed in the Tao. Compared with those blood steel soldiers cast by Wandong in those years, it is even more inferior. This is not to say that Wandong's sword-casting technique is not good. It is really the material of blood steel, which is regarded as a treasure in the small world of common people. Compared with other people's sword-casting materials, it is simply the 'chicken' and the Phoenix.
This made Wan Dong couldn't help but feel a little awkward, it really aggrieved the sword-casting technique created by Xuantian Daming God himself! But then again, maybe the sword-casting technique came to this fairy court, and it was really a place to use it.
"Nima, is this an illusion?"
When Wan Dong gripped the blade of the storm with his fingers, and all the sword power of the storm was "swaying", the entire world seemed to be pressed the pause button, and even the wind stopped blowing. Everything around was suddenly terrible, but in Song Po's heart, the sky was rolling, and the turbid 'wave' was emptying.
They are all their own brothers, and Song Po is naturally very clear about the stormy swordsmanship! In fact, the storm is quite talented in Kendo. His accomplishments in kendo have already surpassed most of his peers, and even Song Po is always rewarded. In addition, the realm of the fourth grade of the Storm Storm Immortal is one grade higher than that of Wan Dongsheng. Even if Wan Dong cannot be defeated in a crushing way, in Song Po's opinion, it is certain to win at least.
But whoever thought, Wan Dong pointed to a clip, not only dispelling the unpredictable sword power of the storm and ghosts, but also clamping the sword edge, this magical trick, I am afraid that even Song Po must scream in my heart. With a single voice, "Concubine can't do wow!"
This time together with the storm, they chased the five people of Xue Wen. At this time, they were all dumbfounded, and looked like a ghost in the day. Wan Dong's hand can no longer be described by the pen of the gods, it is simply a fairy!
The storm face to face with Wan Dong, the expression at this time is even more irritating. . That face, even if it is the ever-changing sea, is not in any way. The whole person seemed to have a curse. The three souls and seven souls seemed to leave the body at the same time.
"I'm leaning, it turned out to be a master! When it was sent, when did Xue Wen's luck become so good?" Xue Wen, after a stunned period, was the most "excited", and his face completely showed a kind Unhealthy strange red 'color'. The flashes of expression in his eyes, his expression was shocked, excited, and unpredictable.
"No! Impossible!"
After a while, the storm finally returned to God. The whole person seemed to be crazy. While roaring, he struggled to `` pull '' the blade, trying to pull the blade from Wandong's fingers.
But the long sword in his hand seemed to have taken root on a majestic peak. Even if he used his strength to eat ‘milk’ and his face was flushed with redness, the sword remained immobile.
"Give up!"
"Brother Feng, I will save you!"
At this moment, accompanied by two angry screams, two silhouettes, lightning jumped from behind Wan Dong, each fighting sword, stab Wan Dong.
By now, the two of them have clearly seen that Wan Dong is not as simple as his appearance shows. Once he started, he did not hesitate to use his full strength. The two fierce swords are like two mad dragons roaring, majestic.
"Don't you have to make things uncontrollable, are you reconciled?" Wan Dong shook his head, gripping the fingers of the storm sword slightly, a wonderful but irresistible force immediately rushed towards the storm .
Faced with such a powerful force, the storm was simply unable to resist, and the hand holding the hilt suddenly loosened. Before he could react, Wandong's fingers gripped Jian Feng's fingers again, and two sword awns burst straight from the Jian Feng's shot, as if he had grown his eyes, and attacked the left and right.
Just listening to the two soft sounds, almost at the same time, the sword power offered by the two partners of the storm, like a flame that was wiped out by the storm, was instantly extinguished. Even with the two of them, it was not easy to carry them, and each uttered a mumble, his wrists blew back and back.
Waving the sword edge that caught the storm, this is already making people thrilling, and at this moment, winning the sword and retreating from the enemy, the clean and beautiful moves are staggering. This is not only a master, it is a master!
Song Po's expression suddenly became solemn, his eyes filled with anxiety and worry, and he exposed his heart again.
"Your sword leaks too many 'holes', not good!" Repelling the enemy, Wan Dong flicked his fingers, and the storm's long sword immediately went straight to the storm and "shot" away. The storm did not care much, and hurriedly reached out to catch the hilt, but underestimated the power contained in the sword. The wrist first sank, and the hilt immediately hit his 'chest'. The powerful force made the storm ‘chest’ and ‘swing’ a great pain, and the whole person could not help but take three steps back.
The cold sweat of the storm fell from his forehead on the spot. This is due to the sword handle facing him. If the sword pointed at him, wouldn't he have become a dead man at this time? Wan Dong's shot always seems to be an understatement, but the power is chilling.
Song Po finally realized that Wan Dong was definitely not something they could provoke. With Wan Dong's refuge, what would he want to do with Xue Wen today? It might be impossible. Looking up to Xue Wen, seeing the joy and pride of Xue Wen's face made his heart sullen.
"Your Excellency is a disciple of Zong's door?" Song Po Shen asked Yin Chong for a long time.
At the age of Wan Dong, such cultivation can be achieved. If such magical power is not supported and cultivated by the sect "gate", this is simply impossible for Song Po. And if there is really a Zong 'gate' behind Wandong, then they would be suffocating today, and I am afraid it will be difficult to find it back, unless one day, they can also enter the Zong 'gate', but this is obviously not difficult.
"No!"
However, what was beyond Song Po's expectations, Wan Dong denied it at one go. It is not difficult to find out if you are from a sect "door". Lies in this respect will not bring any benefit to Wandong. In addition, Wan Dong does not want to be fooled, which is inconsistent with his ‘sex’.
"No?"
Song Po couldn't believe his ears. Xue Wen was also surprised. Not from the sect "door", but can have such achievements at this age, in the eyes of everyone, Wan Dong more and more mysterious.
In addition to accidents, Xue Wen's eyes showed a ecstasy of ecstasy. When looking at Wandong, it was like staring at a rare treasure!
Wan Dong laughed softly, and his face was not without pride. "I am indeed not from the sect" door ", so if you want to find me to seek revenge, you can let go and don't have to worry about it!"
"Your Excellency despise Song and others, and I am not a bully and a fool!"
Song Po was a little annoyed in his mind at this time. The unpredictable master like Wan Dong was not from the sect 'gate', but was a human-shaped treasure with wandering 'waves' in the ancient mountain secret realm. It is really depressing to inexplicably ‘cross’ with such a person!
Wan Dong glanced at Song Po, how he thought Song Po was not like a bad person, but hiding behind him, Xue Wen, who was sheltered by him, had an unclear eyebrow, which made him a little uncomfortable. But since the decision was made, there is no reason to regret it.
"If you still want to fight again, I can still accompany you. But my time is limited, you don't have to go one by one, just ask for together!"
If this is what Wan Dong said at the beginning, he must be scolded by everyone. But now, after seeing Wan Dong's methods, Song Po and others are not angry, but their faces are more black than black.
In this way, Xue Wen let go, they are obviously 10,000 unwilling!
"This master, these people don't have a good person. They are all mean villains who only bully more people. Why don't you be polite with them, since they offend you, in my opinion, kill them all, lest they call friends Call your friends, and trouble you again! "
Xue Wen really didn't expect that he had such luck. He was clearly in a desperate situation, but he met Wan Dong, a great master. Not taking advantage of this opportunity to agitate and kill Song Po and others, wouldn't it live up to God's good intentions?
As soon as Xue Wen said this, Song Po and others were all furious. They gritted their teeth one by one, only wishing to tear off a piece of ‘meat’ from his body. Naturally, in addition to hating Xue Wen, everyone's heart is also playing drums directly. If Wan Dong really listens to Xue Wen's encouragement, then they are just afraid of being good.
"Why, it's fun to kill?" Xue Wen's understatement put Song Po and others to death, although Song Po and others chased him, but still caused Wan Dong's dissatisfaction and gaze. Slightly cold stared at Xue Wen.
Xue Wen, what a ‘sophisticated’ person, suddenly noticed Wan Dong ’s dissatisfaction with him, and he could n’t help but feel ashamed. At this time, he relied on Wan Dong, but he did n’t dare to offend Wan Dong. Frequently said, "Why is it fun to kill? I ... I'm just worried that they don't know to learn a lesson, and they will continue to entangle you in the future and cause you trouble!"
"Humph!"
Would Dongdong be passed by Xue Wen's one or two words "Mongolian" and "Mixed", and he directly gave Xue Wen a bad review. If it weren't for nothing, he really wanted to turn around and leave. Glancing Xue Wen fiercely, he was given a warning.
Xue Wen couldn't help but shudder a few times, sweating on his forehead, and he was shocked for a long time. It was considered a lesson, and stood obediently, no longer daring to ‘chaos’ and ‘plugging in’, nor to arbitrarily instigate Wandong to kill ...
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