Chapter 387

"This boy is so arrogant!"

"How dare you talk to senior brother Qingjun like this? This boy is dead!"

"Elder martial brother Qingjun is about to become a true disciple. When elder martial brother Qingjun becomes a true disciple, even the elders of Jianmen will be polite when they see elder martial brother Qingjun!"

……

Voices of discussion came, looking at Mo Wentian

Those eyes were full of sneers!

"Boy, you are arrogant!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Qingjun's eyes are extremely cold.

Last time at renhuang Jianmen, Mo Wentian cut off his arms in Qingfu in front of him.

He hasn't avenged this revenge!

I didn't expect that this time, don't ask the sky

So arrogant!

"Arrogance?"

Don't ask the sky with a faint smile, in front of Qingjun

Don't ask the sky indeed

Not in my eyes!

"Somebody, catch this boy, I doubt..."

"The disappearance of elder martial sister Qingshang has something to do with you!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Qingjun suddenly smiled.

When the eyes looked at Xuanxin, they made no secret of the fanaticism in their eyes. This woman

He must get it!

"Grab me?"

Don't ask in the eyes of heaven, it's also cold.

"Boss..."

"This boy is looking for death!"

In Xiao Jiao's eyes, a trace of cold light passed.

In front of Qingjun, his cultivation is no more than the five levels of heaven. Such cultivation, whether it's Xiaojiao or don't ask the sky

Can be easily solved.

"Be careful, don't hold your hands!"

"Boy, you are really stupid to offend senior brother Qingjun!"

"Talk nonsense with him. Catch him and hand him over to senior brother Qingjun..."

……

A dozen figures surrounded Mo Wentian!

The center of the ancient city.

Two eyes

Also fell on Mo Wentian!

"A dusty woman..."

Two old men, eyes lit up, that figure, as if it did not exist in this world.

Even the most beautiful woman in the sword God continent is in front of him

I'm afraid I have to feel inferior!

"Do it!"

A dozen people surrounded Mo Wentian.

"Boy..."

"You're dead this time!"

Qingjun's eyes were full of sneers.

This time, it's not the emperor Jianmen. This time, even if he killed Mo Wentian, there was no one

Yes!

"Dead?"

Don't ask the sky, it's getting colder and colder!

"I have done evil..."

"Can't live!"

Just when one of them was ready to shoot at Mo Wentian, Mo Wentian's hand suddenly flashed, and an emperor sword appeared, Mo Wentian's figure

Strange disappearance!

"Where are people?"

A group of people, full of amazement!

"I'm here..."

Mo Wentian's cold voice came. A dozen people turned their heads and saw that Mo Wentian had appeared in front of Qingjun at some time.

"Senior brother Qingjun..."

"Not good!"

……

A dozen people, their looks slightly changed, Qingjun's eyes

It also contracted violently.

Don't ask the sky, standing opposite him, with cold eyes.

Let his heart, can not help but rise a touch of cold.

"The sword breaks the sky!"

"Buzzing..."

The idea of silk sword spread. Don't ask heaven to hold the emperor's sword and directly fall towards Qingjun.

This sword, without any mystery, fell in Qingjun's eyes

Even more insignificant.

"How dare you hit me?"

Qingjun's eyes were extremely cold.

In his eyes, don't ask whether heaven is the same. The sword emperor who has cultivated himself in the heaven, one by one, shot at him

This is undoubtedly the practice of seeking death!

"Sky mark sword..."

"Buzzing..."

An emperor sword appeared, Qingjun, with extremely cold eyes.

With a sword, don't ask the sky to kill like lightning.

"Qiang..."

"Click!"

A metal collision came, and the next moment, there was a sound of fragmentation.

"This boy..."

"It's over!"

Sighs came.

Qing Jun, that's the disciple of the emperor's sword sect who wants to enter the zhenzhuan hall. Don't ask the emperor in front of him

How can you win?

"This woman..."

"It's him!"

In the middle of the ancient city, the pupil of the Grey Owl slightly shrunk and looked at the two people in the war.

A complex smile spread from the face of the owl.

"Tianyu Wuzhong..."

"Dare to fight him?"

A color of sympathy rose in the eyes of the Grey Owl!

"Ah..."

The next moment, a scream came, and then a figure

Fly backwards out!

"Touch!"

The figure crossed a perfect parabola

Fall heavily on the ground!

"This..."

"Senior brother Qingjun!"

A startling cry came, and a group of people looked at Qingjun, their eyes full of consternation.

Don't ask the sky if you fly upside down

But, Qingjun!

"How can this be possible? How can this boy defeat senior brother Qingjun!"

"Elder martial brother Qingjun is already a disciple of Tianyu Wuzhong. Even if he enters the zhenzhuan hall, he is easy. How can he..."

"No, he has been promoted to Tianyu quadruple!"

……

Shocked eyes fell on Mo Wentian.

That figure

Stand there quietly!

"This time..."

"Spare your life!"

The cold voice sounded, Mo Wentian walked towards the ancient city with a mysterious heart.

"Spare my life!"

Not far away, Qingjun's mouth was full of blood. In Qingjun's chest, there was a sword scar, and bones could be seen deep.

Qingjun has no doubt, as long as he doesn't ask the sky for another point

Then his life is gone!

"Boss, why don't you kill him?"

The cold voice of Xiao Jiao came.

"Now..."

"It's not time to kill him!"

Don't ask the coldness in heaven's eyes.

Kill Qingjun here, and it's impossible for him to enter emperor Jianmen again!

It's impossible to watch him kill Qingjun!

"Not the time..."

Xiao Jiao's eyes flickered, and then his figure flashed

Disappear!

"Boss, give him to me!"

Xiao Jiao's voice came. Don't ask the God. He was surprised and looked at the void.

The figure of Xiao Jiao had long disappeared.

"This little guy..."

Don't ask Tian, can't help shaking his head slightly, don't kill Qingjun, that's because

In this ancient city.

There is also the elder of renhuang Jianmen.

Now don't ask the sky, although it's terrible!

But when I met someone in the Presbyterian

That would be trouble!

"Ask brother Tian..."

Xuan Xin followed Mo Wentian closely.

Deep in the ancient city.

"Ask the heavenly sword emperor..."

A figure appeared strangely not far from Mo Wentian.

Looking at that familiar face, don't ask, in the eyes of heaven, a trace of fine light passed by.

"Grey Owl..."

The person who appears here is not others

It's the owl!

"Do you want to recapture Tai Xu Fu?"

Looking at the owl, don't ask the sky and say in a deep voice.

"Tai Xu Fu?"

The Grey Owl gave a slight meal and then said with a smile.

"Wentian Jiandi is joking. Wentian Jiandi can drive the whole ancient mountains, but I dare not“

"Rob something from you!"

"Dare not?"

Don't ask the corner of the sky. The Grey Owl doesn't know his details.

If you knew that Mo Wentian was alone now, I'm afraid cangxiao wouldn't say so!

"You are looking for me..."

"What's the matter?"

Looking at the owl, don't ask the sky and say in a deep voice.

"What's the matter?"

The Grey Owl's eyes began to flicker, and then he murmured.

"Ask tianjiandi, I'm not looking for you this time..."

"But ours..." patriarch! "