Chapter 965

Wu Wushuang nodded. Immediately he smiled at Wang and said, "Lord Wang Xiao, you carry so many red earth Buddha fruits. The powerful people of all families must be staring at you. I'm afraid it's not peaceful along the way."

？ Not long after they returned to the hotel, news came from the Wolong mountains. At first, they went to look for the red dust sect of the ancient martial secret volume. They did not interfere with each other and got many ancient martial secret volumes.

But later, those powerful people who worked alone came and saw that red dust sect and Yongye had got a lot of ancient martial arts secret volumes. They were jealous and soon clashed.

After that, the core disciples of each family also gradually woke up. After hearing the secret volume of ancient martial arts, they also caught up with it.

For a time, it was a series of scuffles. The war was very tragic. Many experts fell. It is said that dozens of Wuzong strongmen fell.

In the end, it was the joint efforts of the group of sanxiu and the red dust sect in Yongye that left the Wolong mountains with many ancient martial secrets.

Those powerful people who didn't get the secret volume of ancient martial arts, while angry, all turned their minds to Wang Xiao. They spread news to the outside world that the descendant of the Tibetan king had dozens of red earth Buddha fruits.

This immediately aroused the uproar and covet of all forces on the North Continent.

Because of this, Wu Wushuang smiled at Wang and said that the next road will be very not peaceful.

"Never mind, I'm ready!"

Wang Xiao heard the speech, but his face was indifferent. There was a slight smile on his mouth and said.

At last, the corner of Wang Xiao's mouth also slightly raised a rebellious smile and said, "in Wolong mountains, they deceive more and less, so I won't say anything. Now it's coming, and you want to ask someone to besiege me? Hehe, it's not just them..."

"I don't laugh much else, but there are many people!"

Seeing the rebellious look on Wang Xiaolian's face, Wu Wushuang knew that those who coveted Wang Xiaolian's mortal Buddha fruit were going to be miserable!

At night, Wang Xiao and Tong Waner's three daughters left the hotel room and rushed to Los Angeles Airport. The people secretly monitored by all parties were ready to move.

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In an island reef, seven red fruit figures with their upper bodies are sitting around with their knees crossed. Their whole bodies are covered with white marks. From time to time, tens of feet high waves rush in like blocking the sky and blocking the sun, mixed with many sharp reef blocks, pounding on them. They are still as motionless as rocks, even if their bodies are quickly scratched with many white marks by these reefs.

In front of them, there was a sword in all colors. The body of the sword was very simple and magnificent. The body of the sword was particularly cold and shining in the sunlight at dusk.

These ancient swords seem to be accompanying their masters and refining their sword meaning under the beating of the waves

Buzz!

At this time, the seven simple and sharp swords chanted at the same time, and the sword body trembled constantly.

At the same time, the seven teenagers with red fruits and upper bodies opened their eyes together, and seven cold lights burst out from their eyes, like seven sharp swords out of their scabbard.

They turned their heads together and saw that on a reef not far away, a big man with a blood drinking knife on his back was smiling at them. The big man stood there laughing, but it gave people an unreal feeling, as if standing there was a statue, a living fossil without life.

This big man, who drank blood and was crazy about the sword in beizhou, is now Nie Yun, the deputy hall leader of the soldiers and Demons hall. He smiled at the seven teenagers and said, "yes, your sword meaning is becoming more and more pure. I have hidden my sword meaning, breath and all signs of life. I didn't expect you to see it."

The first person to speak was Chengying. He smiled at Nie Yun and said, "Uncle Nie Yun, this is genius, you know?"

"Who calls us geniuses?"

"There's no way. Sometimes a genius really only needs to pay one percent of his sweat, and he can achieve the level that ordinary people can achieve with 99 percent of their efforts. And I am such a peerless genius!"

"Alas, invincible, it's really lonely!"

The more it comes to the end, the more vivid the fart expression on the filmmaker's face is.

Seeing the fart expression on Chengying's fat face, Nie Yun had no choice but to smile.

Who would have thought that, as the eighth bearing sword in the Chinese famous sword spectrum, he would recognize such a wretched fat man as the main body.

It's really unfair!

"Shut up, old seven, say narcissistic words to me again. I'll kill you with a sword." As the sixth master of Chunjun sword in the Chinese famous sword spectrum, Chunjun turned his head and stared at the background, and said coldly.

While talking, his hand had been pressed on the handle of the Chunjun sword as big as the door board in front of him. It looked like he would start calling people as long as he could compare more photos.

"I......" Chengying wanted to say something, but when he saw the action on Lao liuchunjun's hand, he immediately swallowed it back.

"Come on, stop it. Can't you sit down and be kind?" At this time, Zhanlu, the second son, opened his mouth and said to them.

When Chunjun heard the speech, he took back his eyes staring at the film.

The eldest Xuanyuan's face was always indifferent, just like a king who looked at the world lightly. His eyes fell on Nie Yun and said faintly: "Uncle Nie Yun, you have been busy expanding the military demon hall recently. Now you suddenly come to us. Is there anything important?"

Hearing Xuanyuan's words, Nie Yun sighed in his heart that Xuanyuan's sword intention became more and more pure, and even his temperament became more and more like the king of the sword.

He nodded and said, "yes, I really have something important to tell you this time. It's about Lord Wang Xiao. He's in trouble in beizhou."

As soon as they heard about the king, the faces of the seven teenagers became a little solemn.

Immediately, Nie Yun told them everything that Wang Xiao met in the Wolong mountains of beizhou.

"In short, the king robbed a lot of red earth Buddha fruits and came back to us. Those ancient warriors in beizhou were unhappy and wanted to rob them from the king?" The photographer concluded.

"That's right!" Nie Yun nodded and then said, "now Wang is coming back. I believe those powerful people in beizhou will not let Wang come back so easily."

With that, Nie Yun's eyes fell on Xuanyuan, Zhanlu, Chixiao, tai'a, Longyuan, Chunjun and Chengying Qizi, and asked, "do you have any ideas?"

"What else can I think of? Of course, I stabbed those who coveted the Buddha fruit of Wang Hongchen." The filmmaker took the lead in opening his mouth.

"My Chunjun sword hasn't called anyone for a long time." Chun Jun said calmly.

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