Zhu Yu made a move, while Jian Meng 'er and Meng You did not move.
Buzz ~ ~ ~ An awe-inspiring righteousness burst out. Zhu Yu displayed the Boundless Heaven Sword Art, one of the Four Great Swordsmanship of the Tianyuan Sword Sect. The Long Sword One's Furious Slash was quite powerful.
"Haha, what a joke." Xu Bao grinned and clenched his fist. A terrible Spiritual Power gathered in his palm, and the next moment, he threw a punch without any fancy moves.
It was as if Fo Yi, a giant elephant, was crashing toward him.
The fist smashed onto the long sword, causing the blade to bend. Following that, the Snow Leopard's fist didn't slow down at all as it smashed towards Zhu Yu's body.
"What?" Zhu Yu was shocked. He did not expect that the sword move he had carefully practiced would be so vulnerable.
The fist hit Zhu Yu's body.
"Puff!"
Zhu Yu spat out a mouthful of blood, and then his whole body retreated in an instant.
"Junior Brother Zhu Yu?" Meng You was shocked. Immediately after, a straight sword shadow pierced out and stabbed towards Xu Bao's throat in an extremely tricky way.
"Good." The smile on Xu Bao's face became even brighter. He took a step forward, and the terrifying power in his fist, which had already accumulated in his right hand, shot out explosively through the joints of his thick arm.
It was still the same fierce punch, but the power was obviously stronger.
Bang!
The same scene appeared again. Meng You also spat out a mouthful of blood, and his figure shot out in a sorry state. In the process of retreating, he bumped into the tables and benches beside him. The terrifying impact lifted one of the benches high up and threw it to the side.
Coincidentally, the direction the bench was thrown to was the black-clothed swordsman in the corner of the restaurant.
Noticing that the bench was thrown to him, the black-clothed swordsman immediately waved his hand. A burst of Spiritual Power burst out and instantly shattered the bench.
"I just want to drink a glass of wine quietly, but you … disturbed me." The black-clothed swordsman's cold voice suddenly echoed in the restaurant.
"Huh?" The people present immediately looked at the black-clothed swordsman and frowned.
The news that Sword Marquis Mansion and the Fierce Beast Gang would fight in the Celestial Immortal Residence had long been spread. Therefore, there were no guests in the Celestial Immortal Residence today, but the black-clothed swordsman stayed there.
When the people from Sword Marquis Mansion and the Fierce Beast Gang arrived, they also noticed the black-clothed swordsman, but they did not care.
But now …
"This man …" Jian Meng 'er frowned slightly. She did not know why, but the moment she saw the black-clothed swordsman, she felt a sense of familiarity, as if she had dealt with him before. the black-clothed swordsman...
In fact, she certainly felt familiar because the black-robed swordsman was Jian Wushuang, the nightmare that had appeared in her mind countless times in the past three years.
. Meng You was' er.. Meng 'er's is. Meng Meng was Meng's She Yu was.
"I'm talking to you." Jian Wushuang's voice sounded again. "You're disturbing me. What should I do?"
Hearing this, the people from Sword Marquis Mansion were stunned.
Xu Bao, on the other hand, roared, "Where did you come from? Get the hell out of here!"
While shouting, Xu Bao stretched out his hand. It seemed that he was going to grab Jian Wushuang's throat and throw him out of the window.
Just as Xu Bao was about to approach Jian Wushuang, a voice rang out.
Whoosh!
A sword light flashed out.
It was incredibly fast!
It flashed by.
No one could see the sword light's trajectory clearly. They could only see the sword light flashing by. Jian Wushuang was still sitting at the table, drinking wine and deliberately shaking the wine glass. Xu Bao, who was about to grab Jian Wushuang's throat, stopped moving.
"What's going on? Why did that guy stop moving? "Zhu Yu said in a daze.
"Shut up!" Jian Meng 'er shouted angrily.
Zhu Yu was shocked.
"Dead. Xu Bao is dead." Jian Xinhong said with great shock in his eyes, "Didn't you see the blood on Xu Bao's neck? He's dead. He was killed by the sword. "
"What?" Meng You, Zhu Yu, and the warriors from Sword Marquis Mansion were shocked.
"There is blood."
"His aura has begun to dissipate."
"Is he really dead?"
Everyone was stunned.
Xu Bao had just seriously injured Meng You and Zhu Yu with a series of punches. His strength was imaginable. But he was killed in an instant. He was killed by only one sword.
Plop!
Xu Bao's body finally fell down weakly.
"Third Brother!" A mournful roar sounded.
The people from Sword Marquis Mansion were shocked, while the people from the Fierce Beast Gang were furious. Xu Long and Xu Hu were furious. They looked at Jian Wushuang with killing intent.
"You killed my Third Brother. Pay with your life!" Xu Long was furious. His strong body suddenly rushed up. At the same time, a terrible aura like that of a primitive giant beast rose up, instantly oppressing everyone present.
Meng You and Zhu Yu's faces turned pale as soon as they sensed the aura.
They had thought that with the three of them working together, they could definitely fight with Xu Long. They could even defeat or kill him. But now they realized how ridiculous and naive their idea was.
Xu Long did not attack them at all. Just the aura that burst out in an instant made them feel fear from the bottom of their hearts. Under this aura, they had lost the courage to fight.
"He's too strong."
"Is this the strength of an expert on the Earthly Dragon List?"
Meng You and Zhu Yu stared at all this with wide eyes.
Jian Meng 'er also stared at it with a serious face.
However, just as Xu Long was about to charge forward, a sword light flashed once again.
This sword light was beautiful and enchanting, as if it could enchant people's minds.
The sword light moved very slowly, but it was magnified in the depths of Xu Long's pupils.
Xu Long's eyes suddenly showed a look of horror, and then the sword light had already passed through his chest.
Jian Wushuang, who was wearing a bamboo hat and had lowered his face, had already appeared behind Xu Long. There was a faint trace of blood on the Triple-kill Sword in his hand.
Xu Long's figure also stopped. The aura like that of a primitive giant beast disappeared in an instant. He slowly turned his head and spat out a few words intermittently, "You, who the hell are you …"
After that, flop!
Xu Long's body directly fell down.
Jian Wushuang lowered his bamboo hat and glanced at Xu Hu, the second brother of the three Xu brothers.
"Your eldest brother and third brother are already dead. You should go with them."
As soon as he finished speaking, a beautiful sword light lit up again.
Xu Hu's eyes were wide open. The next moment, his body fell down powerlessly.
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