Chapter 847： Ancient Orcs, 4 Great Hou

"There's another person here. I don't know who is from Sword Tower?"

Su Hao watched the energy fluctuations gradually dissipating in the air, and slowly stood up from the reclining chair.

He is very interested in who is coming.

This sword impermanence has something to do with the ancient beasts.

He will never let the other party leave.

Su Hao wanted to learn about the ancient orcs in the sword tower through Jian Wuchang.

Sword impermanence, one of the top ten sword holders in the sword tower.

He is the descendant of one of the three elders of the sword tower, and his position in the sword tower is extraordinary.

Such people are all made into ancient animal bodies by the ancient beasts.

Then it represents the sword tower, which has been infiltrated by the ancient beasts very seriously.

The last assassination of Murong Xiaofeng was just the tip of the iceberg.

There are ancient beasts in the sword tower, which means that Gu Xier may be in danger.

"Your Excellency, since you are here, please show up!"

Yan Shisan looked at the void, his eyes flickered, and said in a cold voice.

When Yan Shisan's voice fell.

A man wearing a golden robe walked out of the void.

The person here is just the brother of Jian Wuchang, Jian Wugui!

When Wan Guhou warned him, he dared to come right after him.

Originally wanted to see Jian Gong's reaction, but he didn't expect his brother Jian Wuchang to be a beast.

So he had to show up.

The moment he walked out, a breath of horror swept across the sword palace palace.

Countless people knelt on the ground suddenly under this coercion.

One of them, who is very strong in martial arts, can withstand it.

Under this coercion.

The blood in the eyes of the beastly sword impermanence gradually disappeared and became clear.

He watched the changes in his body, with a look of horror on his face.

"How can I be beasted, how can I be beasted!"

Jian Wuchang growled low, not believing that he had changed.

"You retreat to the side first, we will solve the beastly thing later!"

The visitor said in a deep voice.

'yes, Sir! "

Seeing this, Jian Wuchang could only step back first.

"Sword has no regrets!"

When I saw Jian Wugui.

Lu Qingluan's eyes were full of anger, and his hands began to tremble because of the anger.

It was this man who destroyed his father and mother.

She seeks revenge for Jian Wugui

There was an uncontrollable feeling of hatred in his eyes, and the sword energy all over his body became uncontrollable.

Ximen Chuuxue's complexion changed next to Lu Qingluan.

A hand was placed directly on Lu Qingluan's body, and the uncontrolled sword pressure on her was forced into the body.

"Don't be impulsive, you are not his opponent!"

Ximen Chuuxue said.

Inside the courtyard!

A light flashed in Su Hao's eyes.

The strength of this Jian Wugui has reached the sixth level of the Divine Stage Realm!

Although his own strength can't see the opponent's strength, he has a clone of the Mighty Venerable Realm.

When Jian Wugui's figure appeared, he knew from the clone, the strength of this Jian Wugui.

"He does it, and you also help!"

Su Hao said in a deep voice.

A black and white figure appeared from the void, standing beside Su Hao quietly, waiting for his shot.

The sixth layer of the Shentai Realm, the entire sword palace is not an opponent of others.

You can only send someone here to take action.

In the air, Jian Wugui's figure fell, and he looked at Yan Shisandao:

"Palace Master Yan, the elder Jian has no regrets in the Xiajian Palace, and he comes here uninvited. The main reason is to see Ximen Chuuxue and Lu Qingluan of the Socratic Sword Sect!"

"You want to see Ximen Chuuxue and Lu Qingluan!"

Wen Yan's thirteen brows wrinkled slightly.

Then he looked at Ximen Chuuxue and Lu Qingluan.

Do you want to see us, do you want to pay for your fate? "

Lu Qingluan looked at Jian Wugui with strong hatred in her eyes.

Looking at Lu Qingluan who was making noise, Jian Wugui's eyes became cold, and he continued to face Yan Shisan:

"Only my sword sect was destroyed by the ancient beasts, the tower master wants to see them, I will take them back to see the tower master, please don't stop the Yan Palace master!"

"What I just said is very clear. This is the Sword Palace. If you want someone from the Sword Tower, you can ask the Sword Tower Master to come and tell me!"

Yan Shisan looked at Jian Wuwei.

"I didn't expect Palace Master Yan, if I said so, then I can only wipe out your sword palace with my own hands!"

A light flashed in Jian Wugui's eyes.

Behind him, a golden disc appeared.

On the disk, a long sword radiating golden light was on the disk, like a pointer.

"Osumi sword formation!"

Jian Wugui said indifferently.

Behind him the golden perfection, it started to expand in an instant, and then it started to spread around the sword palace.

It seems to be covering the sword palace.

After the disc appeared, the people of the sword palace were horrified, and they felt the pressure of a sword air that could reach the sky.

"This!"

Looking at the sword formation above his head, Lu Qingluan's expression became lonely.

Such a powerful breath, I am afraid that Yan Shisan could not stop it.

"Well! This is a bit ruthless!"

Su Hao looked at the virtual sword formation in the sky, this is the sword formation coming down, and the entire sword palace will be destroyed.

The black and white figure slowly disappeared in front of Su Hao.

"Jian Wugui, stop it!"

At this moment, a deep voice came out of the air.

As the voice appeared, Murong Xiaofeng and an old man stepped out.

"Beastization!"

Murong Xiaofeng glanced at Jian Wuchang, and felt the changes in his body, his pupils suddenly shrank.

He didn't expect Jian Wuchang to be beastified.

"Ancient Beast Race, how many people are hiding in my sword tower!"

Murong Xiaofeng secretly said in his heart.

Seeing Murong Xiaofeng's appearance, Jian Wugui did not stop the Daxumi sword formation in the air.

He glanced at Murong Xiaofeng and said in a deep voice, "You shouldn't come!"

"Why didn't I come! If I don't come, can you kill someone, Jian Wugui!"

Murong Xiaofeng looked at Jian Wu regrets.

"I just want to feel sad!"

Jian Wuhui didn't answer Murong Xiaofeng's words, but said such a sentence.

"Sad, you are sad for me!"

Murong Xiaofeng's eyes narrowed, he didn't understand Jian Wugui's words.

"Do you know who you trust the most?"

Jian Wugui continued.

"Someone I trusted recently?"

Upon hearing this, Murong Xiaofeng's expression was stunned, and then his eyes were cold and he said: "Jun Wusheng, it's yours!"

Speaking of which, he was cold all over!

In Jian Wugui's heart, Jun Wusheng provided it.

"He is not my person, Wan Guhou, you should also show up!"

Jian Wugui raised his head and looked at the void.

"Haha I didn't expect Brother Wuhui to be able to guess my hidden identity, which really surprised me!"

A bright voice came from the void.

Then four figures appeared in front of everyone.

It was the ancient beasts eternally incarnate in the incarnation of King Wusheng.

Beside him, there is a man who destroyed the Sword Sect Qing Mang.

The other two.

One is burly, with the appearance of a white tiger printed on his arm.

The other person was wrapped in a black robe, and he couldn't see exactly what he looked like!

"Baihuhou, Killing Hou!"

"Unexpectedly, apart from the dead Wu'anhou and the others, there is only the second marquis, and the three-legged marquis has not come. I really can't think of it!"

Looking at the four people who appeared, Murong Xiaofeng's pupils shrank and said coldly.