Master: This Traitorous Disciple Is Not a Holy Son

Chapter 122 Eternal Exile?

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"What ~"

The dwarf black robe was shocked.

After blocking Butterfly Qingge's blade attack.

Quickly turned to look at the battlefield where Chu Xiu was.

I don't know, this look was scared.

I only see.

Chu Xiu didn't know when he had an additional sword.

That sword is strange.

The sword body is transparent and invisible. Only the horn handle is clearly visible, and there is a lifelike black dragon carved on it.

Chu Xiu just took out the sword.

There was a thickness, as if the swords of the endless years broke out.

Swords are rushing.

The starry sky is dead.

The universe is silent.

Both the light stagnated to form a substantial line. They were a few meters short, but they could not look at the border. At this moment, they seemed to be pressed the pause button, fixed in the starry sky, dense, countless, and extremely spectacular.

The first time I saw such a grand scene, I couldn't help but stunned and shocked.

It's so beautiful, so spectacular.

The light that can be seen everywhere, after being quiet, it turned out to be this state ...

What kind of grade god sword.

Why is it so powerful.

It's terrible.

This is definitely not the level of power that the emperor can touch.

The dwarf black robe man, the bamboo pole black robe man, only feels that the disaster is coming, and the dead soul risks.

"No, I can't stop this sword."

"This sword falls, I will die."

Two black robes roared in unison.

Of course, their voice was blocked by swords, and they could hear themselves and could not spread them at all.

The monks who watched the war in the distance were stunned.

No one expected that Chu Xiu had such a card.

They shouted in their hearts.

How many cards he still has this man has not played?

Chu Xiu gently stroked the Emperor Sword in his hand.

In his long river, he raised swords for 100,000 years.

Although the sword came out of the sheath, although it had not been urged, the sword was shocked.

This sword can be called his strongest attack.

As long as he moves a thought, he can cut out the shocking swordsmanship ...

Under a sword, no matter how weird the people of the bamboo pole and black robe are turned into ash, there is no possibility of surviving.

However, Chu Xiu did not do so.

He felt that the sword was used to kill the black robe.

It is better to stay and make a card to prepare for the future needs.

"Even if I do n’t move to raise swordsmanship, with my current strength and the strength of the Emperor Sword itself, it is enough to kill this black robe man, just a little waste of some time."

Chu Xiu made a decision and raised his hand on the sword. Essence

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The Emperor Sword made a clear sound.

Thick, the sword meaning of the breath of the years, such as the tide ...

The silent starry sky recovers sound.

Fixed the substantial light in the starry air, and the number of disappears is disappeared ...

Chu Xiu stepped on the endless starry sky, holding the Emperor's sword in his hand, and the momentum of his body changed suddenly.

"This sword, you can't hold it."

The words did not fall.

The golden sword with long thousands of years was cut off from top to bottom.

There is no hindrance to the space along the way, just like tofu.

The bamboo pole black robe people had no bloody face, and it became more gloomy at this time.

Chu Xiu's cards are terrible, far exceeding their estimates.

The situation has quietly reversed.

Today, they are no longer hunting Chu Xiu, but Chu Xiu and Die Qingge joined forces to hunt them.

The bamboo pole black robe man took a deep breath and took out the destiny of the emperor.

It was a tiger head knife. The knife handle was as dark as ink, and the sword body was scarlet like blood, and the breath was extremely different.

‘Do n’t say a lot! ‘

"Give me ~"

The bamboo pole black robe waving the emperor's soldiers and cut out a scarlet knife.

Okm,

Boom ——

Golden sword qi and scarlet knife, hit hard together, the energy impacted each other, consumed ...

In the end, the knife was defeated and was broken by one hit ...

Golden sword gas from top to bottom, from the bamboo pole and black robe man's head, chest, sanctuary, ministry, pass by.

With a puppet ~

"Ah ~"

The bamboo pole black robe screamed, and the flesh was cracking in half.

The paint is dark and sticky, and the stinky blood is sprinkled with dark viscera.

After a breath.

The two half of the body is strange, the dark and sticky blood, the internal organs, is like living, and automatically returns to the body.

Seeing that the black robe people are going to recover as early as the beginning.

Chu Xiu hums coldly.

"Do you want to recover?"

"I don't believe this place, you are more life -threatening than Tian Na."

"Cut the first style of the sky, cut the sky."

Chu Xiu sneered and waved a sword again.

The second formula of cutting the sky, a grain of sand collapsed.

A sword one sword ...

Chu Xiu continued to wave his sword.

The bamboo pole black robe screamed.

The body cracks again and again.

Until 87th sword.

Chu Xiu stopped sword sword.

The body of the black robe is completely turned into a pile of residues.

Chu Xiu's eyebrows flashed, and the Emperor Sword was put back into the stage of the eyebrows.

One hand, another Chu Xiu, stepped out from behind him, a flash of flaws to the black robe man to crack countless portion of the flesh and blood corpse.

A moment ~

The incarnation raised his head and said to Chu Xiu: "He is slowly recovering, but he has not died completely ~"

"Then chop him up a little more." Chu Xiu had no expression on his face.

"But he's already chopped up."

The incarnation looked at the body that was almost reduced to meat residue, with a face full of mullet roe.

This pile of rotten meat, there was no room for further chopping.

"See if he has left any tricks, I don't want to be overturned by him at the critical moment." Chu Xiu analyzed calmly, and was extremely cautious.

The incarnation nodded.

Check carefully, not missing any suspicious details.

.....

After a few breaths.

Or feel that you can't hide it anymore.

A low, hoarse and desperate voice came from the pile of minced meat.

"I'm so miserable, you're still not at ease, and still so cautious?"

"How scared are you to death!!"

"Chu Xiu, I'm unlucky to meet you."

The voice of the bamboo pole black robe man fell.

The flesh residue was pulled by the invisible force, suddenly gathered together, and turned into a meat ball.

The meat ball was like a branding iron, quickly turning red.

Boom~

Boom~

Boom~

The meatball was beating like a heart, emitting violent energy fluctuations, which was frightening.

Seeing this.

Chu Xiu and the incarnation's pupils shrank at the same time.

"No, he is going to self-destruct."

Without waiting for Chu Xiu to react.

The black-robed man suddenly laughed wildly.

"Let's die together, hahahaha~".

The meatball that was about to explode was incredibly fast at this moment. It passed over the head of Chu Xiu's incarnation, teleported thousands of miles away, and was almost sticking to Chu Xiu's face.

\"Bloom! \"

"Eternal exile."

Chu Xiu's face was full of astonishment, shock, and disbelief.

The next moment, he was submerged by the terrifying explosion.

The center of the explosion.

"Haha, Chu Xiu, you didn't expect me to have this trick, did you?"

"I know that such an explosion can't kill you who has a great saint body, but my eternal exile can banish you to another space forever."

"You will be like a wandering ghost, constantly wandering in another space, where there is nothingness, no light, no sound, and no living things."

"You will slowly die of old age in loneliness and despair, and you will never be able to return to the Sky Continent."

"Your woman, your children, everything you have, will be taken over by others [taken care of]."

"Haha, Chu Xiu, I just want to ask you if you are surprised or not?"

Aren't you cautious?

I had predicted your caution a long time ago.

The almost transparent soul of the bamboo pole black robe man was full of pride and the pleasure of successful revenge.

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