Urban Cultivation Evil

Chapter 1772 Feng Wunian Can Really Pretend
"This, is this a divine sword? These are all divine swords?"

Everyone, all rubbed their eyes, as if they had seen a ghost.

Feng Wunian opened his mouth even more.

The corner of his mouth twitched violently.

I managed to get an Excalibur, and held it like a treasure every day, wishing I could enshrine it all. Before that, I uttered nonsense, saying that Ye Tian had never even seen an Excalibur.

People, now changed hands, took out more than a dozen divine swords.

Damn, are you selling Excalibur?

Moreover, since when did this thing become so worthless, once it is sold, it is a lot?

"You, you must be fake."

After a while, Feng Wunian finally couldn't bear the huge contrast, and pointed at the suspended divine swords and shouted tremblingly: "Boy, tell me, where did you get these swords from? They are actually made to look like divine swords. If the Immortals of the Nine Heavens know about it, do you know what crime it is? Selling artifacts, killing without mercy!"

After Feng Wunian finished speaking, it seemed that he had finally regained a sliver of confidence.

Then, his complexion sank: "That's right, you are selling fake artifacts. Today, I, Fengshangxian, will show you what a real artifact is!"

With another wave, the Nine Difficulties Sword in his hand slashed towards Ye Tian.

Seeing this, Ye Tian couldn't help shaking his head slowly, and sighed: "Hey, I don't know what it means."

Then, with a thought, he directly resorted to Thousand Hands Slash.

The Burning Heaven Sword was unmanned, facing the Nine Difficulties Sword.

In the next second, before Feng Wunian understood what was going on, he suddenly felt the beeping sound of the Nine Difficulties Sword in his hand, as if he was extremely frightened.

"What, what's going on here?" Feng Wunian frowned, his face full of shock.

He knew that Excalibur almost had its own sword spirit, and it was possible to know how to be afraid.

But, you haven't played yet, so why are you afraid?

Looking up again, Feng Wunian's eyeballs almost rolled out.

Fen Tianjian was in the lead, and behind Fen Tianjian, more than a dozen divine swords followed closely.

Ye Tian smiled and looked at it, "Want to fight in groups? Hehe, I am a person who generally doesn't like to bully people, but when someone bullies me, I have to let him see what happens when he bullies me."

"Well, how about it, aren't you questioning my divine sword? Today, I'll let you see how you can be a younger brother with your divine sword."

Then, think about it.

Whoosh whoosh!
Accompanied by a cracking sound.

One after another, swords flew out one after another.

They all stayed behind Fen Tianjian.

There are hundreds of them densely packed.

That's right, there are hundreds of them, each one is as powerful as the Jiunan Sword, and it is definitely a divine sword at a glance.

Hundreds of swords!
Fuck, it's just crazy.

A single divine sword can turn a sect into a force dozens of times larger than that of Cangyang City. These hundreds of swords are not scrap metal!
Gudong!

I don't know who swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and their eyes were straightened.

Many people have become numb.

They thought that they had seen a divine sword in this life, and it was a blessing that they had practiced in eight lifetimes, but now hundreds of them came out at once, which was a blessing that their ancestors could not cultivate for eighteen generations.

"Master, master, then, who is that kid?" Fang Shisheng finally trembled when he spoke.

He was afraid.

Really scared.

Before, I thought that Ye Tian was just playing tricks, but now it seems that this Ye Tian is simply a monster, okay?

Damn, taking out hundreds of divine swords all at once, even the young master of the Shangxian family in Jiuchongtian probably wouldn't have such a big force, would he?

Taoist Qingxu couldn't stop trembling all over.

His face turned slightly pale.

Before, he just watched from the sidelines and didn't take it seriously.

In his heart, even if Ye Tian is too powerful, even if he can pull out the demon king turtle's teeth, so what?

In front of the artifact, everything is nothingness.

But now, it's two different things, okay?

"Shi, Shi Sheng, it seems that he can not only take out hundreds of swords, but also control them!"

In a word, everyone seemed to wake up from a dream.

"Damn, yes, he seems to be controlling hundreds of swords?"

"how can that be?"

"Could it be that blindness doesn't work?"

"Yes, yes, it is definitely a cover-up. Where is the artifact so easy to manipulate?"

Su Zhan was also stunned for a while.

False, absolutely impossible.

Even if Ye Tian is against the sky, he may control hundreds of divine swords, how strong is his mental power, how many people in the world can do it?
"Yes, he used blindfolding tricks!" Su Zhan pointed at Ye Tian, ​​"Boy, don't think that you can act presumptuously in front of Fengshangxian by using blindfolding tricks. If you don't want to die, you'd better admit defeat now and let the Feng Shangxian will deal with it."

At this time, Su Zhan could only bite the bullet and speak.

While talking, Su Zhan looked towards Feng Wunian from time to time, hoping that Feng Wunian would spare Sophie just because Feng Wunian expected him to stand up and speak for him.

However, Su Zhan found that Feng Wunian not only ignored Su Zhan, but stared at those divine swords in a daze.

I'm really in a daze.

He was completely taken aback.

Others can't see the authenticity of these divine swords. As the divine sword of Jiuchongtian, how can he not understand the breath of this divine sword?
Clearly, he heard Jiu Nanjian crying.

The crying from the heart seemed to be telling him, please forgive me.

Hurry up and spare your life!
This feeling is like a little bastard, surrounded by a group of big bastards, his feet are soft, and he doesn't even have the idea of ​​​​running away.

"Why, do you still want to fight?" Ye Tian said with a smile, and then waved his hand.

Those hundreds of divine swords surrounded Feng Wunian with a swipe.

It seemed that as long as Ye Tian gave an order, Feng Wunian would be turned into a hedgehog by the divine sword.

"Would you like to try, is your Excalibur sharper, or mine?" Ye Tian asked again.

Hold on, hold on.

Feng Wunian, as the Immortal of the Nine Heavens, still has some backbone.

If it were an ordinary person, he would be scared to pee by now.

However, his legs had also begun to tremble.

He could clearly feel that as long as Ye Tian had a single thought, there would be nothing left for him, including the Nine Difficulties Sword in his hand.

"Small, kid, don't pretend to be here!" After trying to stabilize his mind, Feng Wunian raised his head stiffly, the hand holding Jiu Nanjian was also trembling, and suddenly he pointed to the ground and was still curled up in the turtle shell The demon emperor tortoise: "Boy, I am in a good mood today, so I can spare your life for the time being. However, the death penalty is inevitable, but the living penalty is inevitable. I want to make a bet with you. If you can win, I will let you go." Leave. If you lose..."

"How about losing?" Ye Tian suddenly smiled.

He felt that this Feng Wunian could pretend better than himself.

It's this time, and I bet myself.

However, Ye Tian was not in a hurry.

He wants to collect the beliefs of everyone present and increase the power of the runes.

Then why not, completely pull Feng Wunian off the altar?

"I, let's compete to see who can subdue this demon emperor tortoise!" Feng Wunian pointed at the demon emperor tortoise, and said provocatively, "Dare, or not?"

(End of this chapter)