The Peerless Young Emperor of the City

Chapter 249 He is dead, it will be your turn soon! !

The eyes of the first sword were cold, so cold that it made one's heart palpitate. He gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, if you didn't kill my two brothers in a row, if the emperor's heir didn't want to take your life himself, you would die today."

"However, even if you don't die today, I will make you, a million times more painful than death, avenge my two brothers."

His eyes were full of resentment, and hatred was surging.

Behind the first sword, two more people stepped out and pulled out the long sword with a sound of swish.

"Our Jiangdong Nine Swords are ranked according to strength. Just now you killed only the ninth and eighth swords. Now, our seventh and sixth swords will meet you."

The two men looked stern, and two icy rays of light reflected from the blade of the sword.

As soon as the breath was released, the inner strength of Wu Wang's seventh level peak surged out.

The two strongest martial arts kings of the seventh level join forces!
Everyone felt that their breathing was stagnant, and the breath coming from ahead made them extremely uncomfortable, as if a steel nail had been nailed to their chest.

"My generation of swordsmen pay attention to killing the enemy with the simplest and most domineering sword."

"My way of swordsmanship is not so fancy. When the sword comes out, there will be blood, and if there is no blood, it will not return to the sheath!"

"kill--!!!"

There was a roar like thunder, and two ghostly figures charged towards a bolt of lightning. One raised his sword to slash, and the other stabbed forward with a sword!
The shocking killing intent erupted, causing the surrounding warriors to feel a wave of sword energy, chilling, domineering, and erasing everything.

With an indifferent expression, Xiao Yun took a step forward and passed between them.

When it appeared again, it had already appeared behind them, and the sharp sword was stained with bewitching blood.

His long sword pointed at the ground obliquely, bright red blood flowed down the tip of the sword, his steps slowed down, his expression was stern, and he climbed up to the sky step by step.

As for the sixth sword and the seventh sword, the eyes of the two men were wide open, and their bodies froze in place, motionless.

One step, two steps, three steps... Xiao Yun stepped forward in three steps, a thin blood-red line emerged above their throats, and the blood was soaring! !
"A sword seals the throat!"

"You didn't even see the movement clearly, and the young commander actually killed the two of you?"

Everyone present was frozen there, their faces full of astonishment, and the two of Jiangdong's Nine Swords were forcefully obliterated again.

When the sword comes out, there will be blood, one sword kills one person!
However, this is the sharp weapon Jiangdong Nine Swords that even the Great Chu Emperor Clan is quite proud of.

In the end, these four people didn't even have a chance to fight Xiao Yun, so they were killed on the spot.

Xiao Yun stood in front of the remaining five people, raised his long sword, and passed them one by one, "Next, is the fifth sword coming to die?"

As always, he is domineering, powerful, and murderous.

Swept by his cold eyes, Wu Jian felt cold all over his body, his scalp was numb, and he took a few steps back to hide behind the others.

"Gollum—"

Wu Jian swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and even his palms were covered with cold sweat.

Facing such a killer star, if he dared to stand up, he might be cut off on the spot.

"Big brother..."

The first sword's eyes flashed, and he raised his hand, his face with Chinese characters was extremely gloomy.

He naturally knew that the strength of the fifth sword was not as good as Xiao Yun's.

With four brothers already dead, how could he let Fifth Sword take risks? !

"It seems that I still have to do it myself." The first sword turned cold, and slowly let go of the hands behind his back.

"Brother, let me do it." At this moment, behind him, a thin middle-aged man stepped out slowly, with a sneer on his thin lips.

The middle-aged man was thin and thin, but his whole body was like a sharp sword that could tear apart everything.

"It's been a long time, and I haven't met an opponent." The corner of his mouth twitched, and a bloodthirsty and insolent smile bloomed, "Jiangdong Nine Swords, ranked second, and the peak of Wuwang Yae."

Martial King Eightfold Peak! !
Everyone's hearts trembled, the Imperial Clan, as expected of the Imperial Clan, what a great handwriting!

For example, Jiangdong Nine Swords, in the Imperial Clan, those who belong to the subordinates can have the cultivation base of the peak of the Eighth Layer of the King of Martial Arts. Doesn't that mean that in the Emperor Clan, there are also many of the strongest of the Ninth Layer of the King of Martial Arts?
Such a background is really terrifying.

As for the legendary extraordinary realm, they dare not even imagine it.

"Perhaps you are a good prey." His eyes lit up, full of excitement, "Since I have made a move, I must avenge my younger brothers, and cut off both of your hands as a sacrifice."

The moment he pulled out the sharp sword, that sharp sword was trembling crazily, as if excited.

A strange bloody light erupted from the blade of the sword, his figure suddenly jumped, he jumped up in the air, and with the strength of Wan Jun, he slashed towards Xiao Yun from below.

There was no wave on Xiao Yun's face, he raised his sword to block, but the berserk power couldn't shake him a bit.

"A little bit capable?" The second sword's face darkened, and then, like a phantom, he attacked Xiao Yun at an extremely fast speed, "But, in front of me, you are still a little tender."

The sharp sword pierced forward, and a sword shadow transformed into three paths.

Every sword shadow contains a sharpness that makes one's scalp tingle.

"Wow—"

Xiao Yun swept across with his sword, and all three sword shadows exploded in an instant.

"die."

He straightened his body slightly, and spit out one word indifferently, as if he had already judged the death sentence of the second sword. That sword seemed to be slow, but it flew across the void in an instant, and appeared in front of the second sword.

The second sword felt a terrible sharp chill, with a scalp-numbing chill, and immediately retreated crazily.

But, that long sword, like a bug with bones, followed closely.

"Presumptuous." The first sword roared angrily, and a stream of sword energy flew out of his hand, heading straight for Xiao Yun.

A beam of sword energy turned into thousands of silver threads, all enveloping Xiao Yun densely.

With a wave of Xiao Yun's sleeve, the silver threads all over the sky were erased out of thin air.

As if, never appeared in this world.

The pupils of the first sword shuddered immediately, and immediately roared, "Naughty animal! How dare you hurt him?!"

Xiao Yun's tone was so cold that there was no emotion, "He is dead, it will be your turn soon."

The second sword looked terrified, and a chill came from his throat, cold, cold to the bone marrow! !

(End of this chapter)