Chapter 788: Horror ambition

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Chapter 788 Horror Ambition

The ancient Fan Xing, who was triple Nirvana repaired, died today under the sword of Brahma.

This ending is undoubtedly shocking to the crowd. They suddenly have a feeling of difficulty breathing. They never thought that the situation would develop to such a situation.

In the entire north barren region of the poor pole, the number of Nirvana strongmen is very small. Anyone can open a sect and leave a heavy sum in history, but for Vatican Wujie, kill Nirvana strongmen, It's as simple as pinching dead ants!

At this moment, Brahma is not terribly terrible, and he simply cannot imagine the strength he possesses.

Buzz!

Just as everyone's heart was shocked, a violent wind swept through. In the field of vision, the Ling Tian Jianying, which exudes the ultimate light, did not disappear. It was still wrapped in terror and came to Liu Wentian.

Scream!

The sword light swept over Liu Wentian's body like a wave of water, making his entire face extremely ugly. With a wave of his hand, the star of Yuxing Gu burst into a bright starlight, filled the void, and continued to condense and die. Protected the whole body.

The two terror forces kept approaching. When Jianguang touched the starburst, the ancient ruler of the astral star, which was ranked under the king, actually shivered fiercely.

"Just the light of fireflies, break me!"

Fan Wujie sneered, the legendary ancient sword's sword light flourished, Xingmang Guanghua was instantly submerged in Wu, Jianwei penetrated Youxing Guzhi, and pressed **** Liu Wentian's body, striking him all Went out.

In an instant, the blood was hot and spitting wildly from Liu Wentian ’s mouth. I saw him hit the mountain wall, almost the entire body was pressed in. On his body, the breath belonging to the Nirvana strongman no longer became incomparable. Languish.

"Grandpa!" Seeing Liu Wentian's embarrassment, Liu Shiyun was anxious, so she rushed to save Liu Wentian. However, her strength was too weak to withstand the pressure of the legendary ancient sword. Live, it is difficult to get close to half a minute.

Seeing this scene, the crowd below stopped their movements, looking at this side, with different expressions on their faces.

Just a moment ago, Gu Fanxing had just died, and they hadn't recovered from the shock. Now, the strongest man of the Star Guzong has also lost, and he still can't resist the sword of Brahma.

Such a mighty power, even compared to the original night Xueshang, is not to be spared. At the same time, such a result seems to be silently announced. The two **** battles will soon be over.

In the void, Fan Wujie looked at the crowd indifferently. When he looked back at the moment he touched Liu Wentian, there was a sharp sneer in the corner of his mouth, and he said: "Now you know, the gap between you and me, in the end How old is it? "

Now Brahma is not robbed, and he is covered with the ultimate sword of light. Even if he speaks, his voice is mixed with sword, falling into Liu Wentian's ears, making his body tremble again, and the corners of his mouth are constantly overflowing with blood.

But even so, Liu Wentian did not have any fear in his eyes, and sneered, "The sword you just drew from the sword of light of the people of Wanjian Pavilion. It is for this reason that you can have such power. A sense of superiority? "

"They volunteered their sword intentions to help me exterminate the thieves, why can't I learn?" Fan Wujie asked again, his eyes glanced down, but all the people in Wanjian Pavilion exuded a weak breath, as if they were emptied. Spiritual power, however, they looked at Brahma's eyes, still fiery, with a faint sense of madness.

Van Gogh laughed again and again, and continued, "The old saying is that the winner is the king, the loser is the pirate. As the loser, even if you can speak the lotus, it will be useless after all. The winner of today belongs to me. No robbery! "

The rampant laughter spread, making the whole space tremble. Liu Wentian's face was somber to the extreme, hatefully said: "How can you win, after this battle, there are only more than 4,000 people in Wanjian Pavilion, There are only two strong Yin and Yang people. I am afraid that it will not take long for the other Sects to force their shots and completely wipe out the Wanjian Pavilion! "

"I said that there was no winner at all in this **** battle. In the end, you are also a loser, and you will die terribly ugly!"

Gu Fanxing died, and Liu Wentian was seriously injured. Although there are more than 6,000 people and four strong Yin and Yang people at the moment, there are still six thousand people, four strong Yin and Yang, occupying a weak number advantage, but in fact, they have been completely defeated.

In addition to mourning in his heart, Liu Wentian is also full of ridicule. In his eyes, Wanjian Pavilion, which was badly injured, will eventually go to extinction, and will be ruthlessly crushed by other forces.

"The two **** battles will indeed attract the attention of other forces, but the attention will be paid attention, and they dare to start." Fan Wujie raised his eyebrows and raised his hand. The ancient sword immediately issued a high-pitched sword-yin sound.

"The legendary ancient sword, which has been cultivating for thousands of years, has emerged with one sword, and has established two great Nirvana strongmen. Such power has surpassed the Nirvana realm and reached the legendary level of the Emperor. You need to gently wield the sword to exterminate it. "

"It's no exaggeration to say that I am alone, but I can be against thousands of people. Even if Ye Xueshang comes again, I am not afraid. The true power of the legendary ancient sword, you just realized it just now, you know, my words are not raving."

Brahma's words were triumphant, but it made Liu Wentian difficult to refute. Even, he did not dare to look directly at the legendary ancient sword. This sword is too terrible to describe with words.

A sword fell, and both Yin and Yang were defeated.

No one wants to face such a sword of killing.

"And, after I kill you all, the vast ancestry, rich heritage of the ancient ancestors of the stars, and even the thousands of people will be included in Wanjian Pavilion. This is not a disaster for Wanjian Pavilion, but a scene. Unparalleled freshman. "

Speaking of which, Fan Wujie's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes became extremely hot, which also made Liu Wentian's mind condensed, and the voice trembled a little: "Fan Wujie, could you want to use this to expand your power, in one fell swoop Change the pattern of power in the northern wasteland? "

"Should such an obvious matter need to be stated?"

Van Gogh looked down at Liu Wentian with a victorious posture, and no longer concealed. He said directly: "I have no God soldiers, and my strength is unmatched. I have become the master of the northern wasteland, and take the whole seat. Northern Wasteland. "

"Not to mention, nobody but me is more suitable for this position!"

"Crazy, you are simply a lunatic. Sooner or later you will die under ambition." Liu Wentian yelled out loud. It turned out that Brahma's ambition was not only to destroy the ancient sect of the stars, he actually wanted to take control of all the sect. Door forces, become the master of the Northern Wilderness!