I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

When Xiaoxie heard Anlin’s words, his emotions were not coherent.

I almost wanted to let go of the little boy and went straight to find An Lin.

The little boy slammed into the sword and was bounced back.

After seeing Xiao Xie coming to him, he was furious and pounced on the evil spirits. His hands turned into a dark blue color, and the tricks contained extremely terrifying edges.

There was no slight change in Xiaoxie's face. She turned her petite body and escaped the attack of the little boy's hands with superb angle. At the same time, the jade hand was like electricity, quickly locked the boy's wrist, and the delicate jade was in the foot. Little boy's belly!

Bang!

The force of terror strikes into a wave of air, sweeping over a kilometer.

The little boy was stunned with his eyes, spit out a blue blood, and the body fell to the temple, and the temple was pulled out of a huge pit.

"Only this degree? Really only this degree, then I still do not bother to accept you." The little evil spirit looked down at the little boy, although the face is tender, but the kind of high, overbearing queen, but exposed Nothing.

The little boy was exposed to the color of his face, and his flesh and blood fell off, revealing the white bones of the forest.

Sun Yuluo saw this scene and almost vomited.

The little boy shouted and rushed to the little evil. The hands of the white bones carried the ultimate edge, and they smashed into the evil spirits. Wherever the front edge passed, even the void was misplaced!

Xiaoxie saw this with a sigh of relief, and used his white hands to shoot the bones of the little boy.

"She actually wants to block this blow with the flesh?!" Sun Yuluo widened his eyes.

An Lin snorted: "The little evil is the peak of the fairy, is there a problem with the flesh?"

Sure enough, the white bones and the white palms collided, and the eruption of the steel crashed! Sparks splashed, the boy's hard and sharp hand bones were cracked by the palm of Xiaoxie!

The little evil turned around and turned to the little boy in front of him.

boom!

During the collision of the giant force, the little boy was kicked to the big array with a kick, and a blue blood sprayed again.

He had not slowed down, and the little evil flashed in front of him. Under his horrified eyes, a slap in the face ruthlessly shot him to the ground.

Bang! The ground was another tremor.

The little boy lay on the ground, not yet up, and the little evil rushed to him in front of him. Countless raindrops fell like a little powder, and the fists were deadly...

Booming...

Anlin, Dabai, Sun Yuluo, stunned at this scene.

The little boy who had been arrogant before, at this moment, did not have the power to fight back, and was suspected of being a ghost by a small evil hammer!

"Small evil is not to say that he wants to collect him? How does it look like now, like to fight in the dead?" An Lin looked at Xiaoxie with a shocked look.

"Too... it’s too bad! How can such a lovely girl be so violent?" Sun Yuluo was shocked by the strong contrast expressed by Xiaoxie, muttering.

It seems that the sword he had been dying before is not awkward.

At least, the boy’s experience was much worse than him.

Six people, including Zhao Siming, who was late, stood outside the sword and were shocked by this scene.

"An Lin's sword spirit is terrible!"

"This woman, we must not provoke."

"Can't be confused by appearance..."

Everyone vomited.

At this time, the little boy has been hammered by Xiaoxie's small fist and his body is not personal, and the solid body gradually becomes illusory.

"Raining...Raining...I am wrong, I don't dare anymore..." The little boy cried and begged for mercy.

"Xiaoxie, almost done, and then fight, this ghost is really going to die!" Anlin also persuaded.

"Ghost?" The little evil smashed his head and said coldly. "Who told him that he was a ghost?"

"Hey?" Anlin didn't understand the meaning of the little evil.

At this time, Xiaoxie is facing the boy's face, and he is merciless and punched!

Hey!

A sound burst.

The little boy is fried!

When everyone looked like a slap in the face, they thought that the little boy would be killed alive like this, but in front of the little evil, there was a long blue sword.

The horrible sword gas energy continues to spread.

The sinister sword seems to be able to freeze the void.

This time, almost all of them have widened their eyes, and a speculation has emerged in their hearts.

Why is Xiaoxie interested in him, why Xiaoxie can perceive him, and that he is not a ghost... This boy who likes to play with ghosts...

In fact, it is the sword spirit! !

"It is the blue dream ancient sword, it is the ancient sword of the escaped Zongmen!" Zhao Siming shouted.

"No wonder the little boy ran so fast. It turned out that he was the ancient sword lost by Zongmen! Can he escape the ancient sword of Tianjianzong, can the level of escape be low?" Xueshan was also suddenly realized.

Almost at the same time, all the disciples of Tianjianzong, their eyes became hot.

At this time, Xiaoxie grabbed the ancient sword and said coldly: "You are mine."

hiss……

The disciple of Tian Jianzong saw this scene and was shocked.

An Lin also frightened a big jump, while angering in the heart, doing beautiful!

This is the intention to conquer this sword spirit and then to the harem.

Sure enough, Xiaoxie began to sketch a rune in the void, and said: "This is the master and servant contract, you will be my younger brother in the future."

An Lin reveals the color of interest, and I can’t think of Jian Ling’s contract.

"It is impossible, this is the ancient sword of our swords! You have no right to do this!" Zhao Siming outside the sword array, hurriedly said.

"This is our sacred door ~www.readwn.com~ If you really accept it, it will attract us to the Zongmen, but also hope that Anlin Taoyou thinks." Xueshan also persuaded.

"Come on, you do this, you will bear the anger of our swords!" Another disciple opened the door.

When I heard this, Ann Lin smiled.

"The anger of your swordsman is terrible? Liu Mingxuan was driven out of the forty-nine sects. How much is your anger?"

Anlin looked at the disciples of Tianjian Zong outside the sword array and smiled. "Moreover, the blue dream ancient sword escaped from the Tianjianzong, and it proves that the ancient sword has restored freedom. It is no longer yours. The possession of the door. My family has conquered him by his own skill, and he should be the younger brother of my family."

"Well, there is indeed such a saying. The creatures with independent thinking, their essence is independent individuals, just like the beasts of the beasts, they should not be forced to belong to them... This is the Kyushu border gate, which is generally agreed. Viewpoint." Sun Yulu nodded and agreed.

Zhao Siming was so angry that he said: "Sun Yuluo, are you the person of Tianjianzong, or the person of the Forty-nine Immortals?!"

Sun Yuluo was drunk and his head shrank slightly.

"Don't talk nonsense with them, we just do our thing. They want to swear, there is a sword that broke my sword beforehand." Xiaoxie is very domineering.

Zhao Siming and others were tempered by this sentence.

The evil spirits are extremely advanced, and with their strength, they are really broken...

"No one can take the things of my sword."

In the distance, suddenly there was a sound like smoke.

"District sword array, I can break open with only one hand!"

The voice just fell, a golden sword smashed into the world, and fell on the sword array formed by the black sword.

As if to pierce the dark dawn, Jianmang has torn a small evil to elaborate a series of methods, tearing open a very huge gap!