Vol 7 Chapter 39: Xuan Jian appeared

A sturdy figure stood in front of him, with a slight smile, turned his head and glanced at the somewhat surprised King Han, and then put away the dark sword that had just blocked the saber.
"King Han, don't come here unharmed."
King Han backed away a few steps, his face was full of panic. How did he not know this person? Isn't this the Xuan Jian who has the meaning of the Eight Swords of the King in the Qin Kingdom's strongest assassin legion?
"Your Excellency came to my Han Palace, not just to save me."
He looked suspicious, as the leader of a country, even if Xuan Jian blocked a shot for him, he still couldn't, and he shouldn't let his guard down.
Xuan Jian's mobile phone Black Sword said with a smile, "King Han, don't panic, I'm just here to save you, of course there are these two."
Seeing Xuanjian’s arrival, Ji Wuye had already thought that this matter might not be solved so easily. Then he walked to the side of the White-clothed Blood Emperor and said,
That person belongs to another organization, and that Organization, very strong."
Ji Wuye only used the word "strong" to evaluate Mu Lin, which shocked the blood emperor in white. Could it be that there is someone stronger than himself in Korea? Hehe, it doesn't exist.
The white-clothed blood emperor sneered, the blood-red sword in his hand flickered, and he said: "No matter which side you belong to, please don't be nosy today to avoid unnecessary trouble for yourself."
In the white blood emperor's clear eyes, endless killing intent emerged, with such an aura, as if all those who stand in front of her today will become the souls of her sword.
She does have such strength, to be honest, even if Wei Zhuang is here now, and the two join hands, they will not necessarily be the opponent of the white blood emperor alone.
A cold atmosphere filled the entire palace, Xuan Jian stood in front of King Han, silent, but the aura on his body was soaring, and there was a sign that he was about to overwhelm the White Blood Emperor.
"You are indeed a formidable opponent, but unfortunately, your strength is not enough to be an enemy of me."
Spit out cold words, the figure of the white blood emperor moved, still at the same speed as before, making Xuan Jian a little flustered.
However, what Xuan Jian said was much stronger than those present, except for the White-clothed Blood Emperor, so she was able to capture her slightly, but it would be quite troublesome to deal with it.
Xuan Jian had already been protected for the surrounding area at this time, and even the upper part was within his protection range, but such crude protection seemed not enough.
The figure in white appeared somewhere, and that place was exactly his dead spot, which happened to be the place where his protection might be the weakest. The White Blood Emperor discovered this so easily.
The blood-red sword shadow flashed, and the sharp sword aura directly broke through the void, and slashed away at the already panicked King Han. In the eyes of the white-clothed blood emperor, it seemed that this sword would definitely succeed.
However, the blood-red sword shadow was so powerful that it was precisely because of this that Xuan Jiang was given the opportunity to discover his opponent, and with time and speed, a black light slammed below the blood-red sword shadow!
clang!
Ling Xuanjian himself felt a little incredible, his calculations were so accurate, it can be said that there is no difference.
Where Heimang cut it, it happened that the trajectory of the blood-red sword shadow completely overlapped, so the black Xuanjian, a sword struck, happened to collide with the blood-red sword shadow.
However, Xuanjian hadn't been surprised for a moment, and the black Xuanjian collided with the blood red sword shadow, immediately forming an extremely strong wind.
The wind roared, as if the air around the two had been split apart, and the two of them, their sword intent was raging, and the swords had been fighting for dozens of rounds in a few seconds.
Clang clang!
The two swords collided and touched the sparks of hot people, but the more they fought, the more happy they were. In the end, the entire palace seemed to be a duel between the two.
"Haha, you guy is also powerful. It's really respectable to be able to endure so many rounds under my sword without losing."
The white-clothed blood emperor was amazed. He swung a blood-red long sword in his hand and collided several times with Xuan Jiang's black sword. For a time, it turned out to be indiscriminate.
When Xuan Jian heard the white-clothed blood emperor's voice of approval, he replied with disdain: "That's natural, Lao Ziqiang still uses you to say it."
After finishing speaking, still waving the black sword in his hand, the two fought for hundreds of rounds, and the palace has already become a ruin.
"Ok?"
At this time, Han Fei woke up and saw that Xuan Jian was also coming, and suddenly felt relieved. Since he has already come, then that person should be coming out soon.
Han Fei stood up with difficulty, and then the inverse scale sword in his hand trembled slightly. The fragments scattered around the palace all returned to the hilt.
The Inverse Scale Sword is still full of evil spirits, but, without the astonishing power before, it is obviously extremely traumatized.
Ji Wuye in the distance saw Han Fei wake up, and walked towards him with an unkind expression, holding a saber in his hand.
"Hehe, Jiu Gongzi is awake."
Ji Wuye sneered. There was also a killing intent in his eyes. I couldn't kill you just now, but now you are seriously injured, and the inverse scale sword in your hand has been severely injured. If you don't make a move at this time, you will wait when.
Ji Wuye stomped the sole of his foot suddenly, and the sword in his hand flew up with the huge body and went straight to Han Fei in the distance.
Han Fei had already discovered Ji Wuye, but at this time he had just woke up and was seriously injured. This knife must not be able to escape.
However, when Ji Wuye's sword almost touched the bridge of his nose, a sly arc suddenly appeared on his pretty face.
That smile made Ji Wuye, who was still confident just now, stopped immediately, and then retreated abruptly. The smile of Han Fei just now really scared him.
Of course, Han Fei's behavior is of course his own reasons.
Lifting his finger gently, snapped his fingers, and suddenly from the sky, a demon sword fell vertically, and inserted it accurately on the ground in front of Han Fei.
"Ji Wuye, what do you want to do with me?"
The white-haired figure jumped down from above, and that figure, standing in front of Han Fei, vaguely formed a powerful pressure, making Ji Wuye afraid to move forward.
The white-haired figure is definitely Wei Zhuang.
"Do you really think that everything is under your control?"
Leng Yan is most suitable for Wei Zhuang, and at this time, the colder killing intent in his eyes burst out without reservation. The coldness, as if it were formed into substance, gave Ji Wuye a terrible pressure.
Ji Wuye frowned, and Wei Zhuang's appearance undoubtedly gave him a strong sense of powerlessness. Although he didn't participate in the previous battle, he was shocked. Now he finally had the opportunity to start, but he flew away like a cooked duck.
With clenched fists, Ji Wuye was already extremely angry at this time, why did what she wanted to do never get her wish.　　 "Damn Han Fei!"...