Chapter 847: Ancient Orcs, 4 Great Marquis

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

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

He was very interested in who was coming.

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

He would never let him leave.

Su Hao wanted to know about the ancient beast clan in the sword tower through Jian Wuchang.

Jian Impermanence, one of the ten sword-wielding venerables of the Sword Tower.

He is also the descendant of one of the three elders of the Sword Pagoda, and has an extraordinary position in the Sword Pagoda.

Such people were all made into ancient beast bodies by the ancient beast clan.

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

The last time Murong Xiaofeng was assassinated 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, the light in his eyes flickered, and said coldly.

When Yan Shisan's voice fell.

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

The person here is Jian Wuchang's brother, Jian Wuhui!

When Wanguhou warned him, he followed closely behind and dared to come.

He originally wanted to see Jian Gong's reaction, but he didn't expect his younger brother Jian Wuchang to turn into a beast.

So he had to show up.

The moment he walked out, a terrifying aura swept the entire Sword Palace palace.

Countless people fell to their knees on the ground under this coercion.

One of them, who is extremely strong in martial arts, is worthy of resistance.

under this pressure.

The blood in the eyes of the beast-like Jian Wuchang gradually disappeared and became clear.

He looked at the changes in his body with a look of horror on his face.

"How can I be a beast, how can I be a beast!"

Jian Wuchang growled, not believing that he had changed.

"You step back first, we will solve the matter of beastization later!"

The visitor said in a low voice.

'yes, Sir! "

Seeing this, Jian Wuchang can only retreat first.

"Sword has no regrets!"

When seeing the sword without regret.

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

This is the man who ruined his father and mother.

She wants to seek revenge for Jian Wuhui

There was an uncontrollable feeling of hatred in his eyes, and the sword energy around him became uncontrollable.

Ximen Chuixue's expression changed beside Lu Qingluan.

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

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

Ximen Chuixue said.

Inside the courtyard!

Su Hao's eyes flashed.

The strength of this sword without regret has reached the sixth level of the God Stage!

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

When Jian Wugui's figure appeared, he knew from the clone that Jian Wuhui's strength was.

"He does it, you do it too!"

Su Hao said in a deep voice.

Black and white Jue appeared from the void and stood quietly beside Su Hao, waiting for the shot.

At the sixth level of the Shentai Realm, the entire Sword Palace is no match for others.

You can only send someone here.

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

"Palace Yan, the elders of the Xiajian Palace, Jian Wuhui, came uninvited, mainly to meet Ximen Chuixue and Lu Qingluan, who are the only ones in the Sword Sect!"

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

Wen Yan Yan Shisan frowned slightly.

Then he looked at Ximen Chuixue and Lu Qingluan.

Do you want to see us at your own risk? "

Lu Qingluan looked at Jian Wuhui with strong hatred in his eyes.

Looking at Lu Qingluan who spoke out, Jian Wuhui's eyes became cold, and he continued to say to 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!"

"I just said it very clearly. This is the Sword Palace. If you want someone from the Sword Tower, you can ask the Master of the Sword Tower to tell me!"

Yan Shisan looked at Jian Wuhui and said.

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

There was a flash of light in the eyes of Jian Wuhui.

Behind him, a golden disc appeared.

Above the disc was a long sword radiating golden light, just above the disc, like a pointer.

"Oxumi Sword Formation!"

Jian Wuhui said lightly in his mouth.

The golden color was complete behind him, and it began to expand in an instant, and then it began to spread around the sword palace.

It seems to cover the entire sword palace.

After the disc appeared, the people in the sword palace all had a look of horror on their faces, and they felt the coercion of the sword energy reaching the sky.

"This!"

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

Such a powerful aura was probably not something Yan Shisan could stop.

"Hmm! It's a bit cruel!"

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

Black and white Jue slowly disappeared in front of Su Hao.

"Jian Wuhui, stop!"

At this moment, a low voice came from 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 shrank suddenly.

He didn't expect Jian Wuchang to be transformed into a beast.

"Ancient orcs, how many people are hidden in my sword tower!"

Murong Xiaofeng secretly thought in his heart.

Seeing the appearance of Murong Xiaofeng, the sword Wuhui did not stop the Daxumi sword formation in the air.

He glanced at Murong Xiaofeng and said solemnly, "You shouldn't come!"

"Why didn't I come! If I didn't come, would you be able to kill and kill, Jian Wuhui!"

Murong Xiaofeng looked at Jian Wuhui and said.

"I'm feeling sad!"

Jian Wuhui did not answer Murong Xiaofeng's words, but said this sentence.

"Sad, you are sad for me!"

Murong Xiaofeng's eyes narrowed, he did not understand Jian Wuhui's words.

"Do you know who you trust the most?"

Jian Wugui continued.

"The person I trust recently?"

Hearing this, Murong Xiaofeng looked stunned for a moment, and then said with a cold look: "Jun Wusheng, it's yours!"

Speaking of which, he froze all over!

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

"He's not mine, Marquis Wangu, you should show up too!"

Jian Wugui looked up at the void.

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

A crisp voice came from the void.

Then four figures appeared in front of everyone.

The one who spoke was the ancient beast race who was incarnated as Jun Wusheng.

Beside him, there is one person is the Qing Mang Hou who destroyed the only me sword sect.

The other two.

A burly man with a white tiger on his arm.

The other person was wrapped in black robes and could not see clearly!

"Marquis Baihu, Marquis Slaughter!"

"I didn't expect that apart from the dead Marquis of Wu'an and the others, there would be only the second marquis, and the three-legged marquis didn't come. I really can't think of it!"

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