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Chapter 433 Break!

Damn it!

Seeing the sword stabbing between his legs, Wang Ye couldn't help but get angry.

The man in black opposite him is so damn lacking in virtue.

While he was in the water, he drew his sword and struck.

Now I focus on my lower body when I see my pants are not tied properly.

Such a method is really shameless to the extreme!

Thinking of this, Wang Ye twisted his body and dodged the stabbing sword.

At the same time, he finally tied his pants.

Buzz!

The moment Wang Ye tied up his pants, a sound of breaking wind suddenly came.

Xun Sheng looked around and saw a cold light breaking through the sky like a stream of light.

With the force of thunder, he stabbed himself in the chest.

"Damn it!"

Seeing the sword thrust, Wang Ye frowned and said: "The clay figurines are also somewhat rustic..."

"If I don't show off my power, do you really think I'm a sick cat?"

As soon as he said this, Wang Ye pinched his fingers lightly.

Ding!

With a crisp sound, the long sword that looked like flowing light was easily clamped by Wang Ye.

"What?"

Seeing the scene in front of him, the man in black exclaimed.

He never expected that Wang Ye would take his sword so easily.

Thinking of this, he exerted force on his arms, trying to take back the sword.

Only then did he realize that the long sword had been tightly clamped by Wang Ye.

No matter how much strength he exerted, he couldn't move it even half an inch.

"Now that you've seen me take action..."

Clamping the stabbing sword, Wang Ye's voice deepened: "Then keep your life!"

As he spoke, Wang Ye moved his palm.

Ping!

With a crisp sound, the long sword broke instantly.

Seeing this scene, the man in black was shocked.

He didn't expect that this seemingly ordinary Wang Ye could actually have such strength!

run!

In an instant, a thought flashed through me like lightning.

Immediately, he turned around suddenly, and his body flickered with afterimages.

Revealing extremely exquisite Qinggong body skills.

However, before he could say anything, he saw the figure in front of him shaking.

Wang Ye had already appeared in front of him!

Seeing this, the man in black was shocked.

He never thought that Wang Ye's movement skills were actually faster than his!

"Die!"

Arriving in front of the man in black, Wang Ye said in a deep voice.

His strike was like lightning, and his fingertips were just a little bit between the eyebrows of the man in black.

Immediately, a powerful force poured into the mind of the man in black.

Two lines of blood and tears instantly flowed from his eyes, and his body went limp and died on the spot.

"It's okay to live in peace and harmony, it's up to others to disturb themselves..."

Looking at the man in black at Qijue, Wang Ye sneered: "You must seek death if you are so good!"

As he said this, he felt a slight chill between his fingers.

When he raised his hand and took a look, he was stunned on the spot.

Just because the broken sword he held between his fingertips was completely blue and exuding the slightest bit of cold air.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like the top prize in this Excalibur Tournament, Wenshuang!

Seeing this, Wang Ye was startled.

He quickly connected the half-cut sword in his hand with the one in the corpse's hand.

For a moment, Wang Ye saw it clearly.

This sword is none other than the Wenshuang Sword.

!!!

Seeing this, Wang Ye was completely shocked.

Why is the prize of this Excalibur Tournament in the hands of this man in black?

Who is he?

Thinking of this, Wang Ye moved his palm and pulled off the veil of the man in black.

"The thief Shen Zhaixing?"

Looking at the veil of the man in black, Wang Ye couldn't help but close his eyes.

At the same time, I was extremely helpless.

The so-called Shen Zhaixing was a master thief of his generation, known as the King of Thieves in the world.

This person often steals all kinds of rare treasures by virtue of his extraordinary skills, and has a very famous reputation.

Unexpectedly, this time he came to steal Wenshuang Sword.

Not only that, but he was also blamed to death by his own confused instructions.

Thinking of this, Wang Ye glanced around and couldn't help but take a breath.

Fortunately, it was late at night and no one was around.

Otherwise, things would be really troublesome!

Anyway, no one saw that he had killed the person, so he had better leave Weiwei as soon as possible.

Otherwise, it would first be a question of the frost sword being stolen and broken.

Another thief king died in the street.

If this happened, it would be a big deal!

Thinking of this, Wang Ye dropped the half-broken sword in his hand.

After confirming that no traces were left, he quickly left the scene.



In a guest room, Dongfang Bai was pacing back and forth.

He clenched his fists and frowned.

There was sadness written all over his face.

The Excalibur Tournament has now entered a critical juncture.

The winner is about to be decided.

But at this juncture, the sword-guarding disciple reported that the Wenshuang Sword had disappeared.

Not only that, there was also a note left at the scene saying, "The King of Thieves Shen Zhaixing borrowed the sword for a use."

This shocked and angered him.

If Wenshuang Sword cannot be recovered this time, the winner of this Divine Sword Tournament will not receive the prize.

This Excalibur Conference, which has been held in full swing for many days, will become a complete laughing stock.

"Shen Zhaixing..."

Thinking of this, Dongfang Bai clenched his hands, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Owner!"

At this moment, a cry came out.

Then a disciple from Wanjian Tower ran in and said, "We found Shen Zhaixing!"

"good!"

As soon as he said this, Dongfang Bai said: "Where is he!?"

"I'm going to chop him alive with my own hands!"

As he spoke, his palm shook, and a long sword came out of its sheath and flew into his hand.

"Owner..."

Hearing this, the disciple of Wanjian Tower said: "Shen Zhaixing, he is dead..."

died!?

Hearing these words, Dongfang Bai froze on the spot.

Steal the sword with the front foot and die suddenly with the rear foot?

Could it be that he also had an accomplice, and the two of them killed each other due to uneven distribution of the spoils?

Thinking of this, he said: "Where is the Frost Sword?"

Compared to Shen Zhaixing, Wenshuang Sword is obviously more important

"Asking the Frost Sword..."

At this time, the disciple of Wanjian Tower lowered his head, looking extremely embarrassed.

"explain!"

Dongfang Bai's voice rose an octave.

If Wenshuangjian really disappears, then Wanjianlou will be really embarrassed!

Hearing Dongfang Bai's words, the disciple of Wanjian Tower was shocked: "Break it!"

boom!

As soon as these words came out, Dongfang Bai's body froze, like the Five Thunder Initiation.

At this time, his face was full of astonishment and surprise.

He never expected that the Wenshuang Sword he had worked so hard to forge to compete with the Red Star Sword of Longjin Villa would actually break!?

"Is that possible!?"

In shock, he grabbed the disciple's front collar and said, "Are you sure that is the Wenshuang Sword?"

"Isn't it a fake to deceive others!?"

"The owner...the host...can't be wrong."

The disciple's voice became more and more trembling: "The whole body is blue, and the cold air is flowing..."

"If you don't believe it, the broken sword is now in the lobby, together with Shen Zhaixing's body."

As soon as he said this, Dongfang Bai didn't hesitate at all.

He moved his body and rushed towards the lobby quickly.

Now he is extremely looking forward to it.

I hope this disciple is just ignorant and mistook an ordinary sword for Wenshuang.


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