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Chapter 80: Murder

Hearing the young man's arrogant words, not only were the people on the scene shocked, they all thought that there was something wrong with their ears and they heard wrongly. Even the girl Shuang'er who was standing next to him opened her mouth and couldn't close it.

A master with spiritual thoughts can easily kill a military commander instantly, but this kind of spiritual thoughts will not have such a powerful effect when attacking a martial artist. After all, the martial artist's Dao thoughts are piece by piece and can form a barrier in front of him.

, even King Wu's powerful spiritual thoughts cannot break through the powerful Taoist defense of the martial artist in an instant. What's more, what the young man is holding is a sacred weapon. With his current strength, he cannot display it at all.

The power of the best treasure weapon is already considered the limit!

Unless the young man swallows the "Holy Pill" he gave him and allows the little golden sword to exert its power as a holy weapon, killing a martial artist instantly is indeed a killing, but in this way, he will kill himself

Possessing a terrifying sacred weapon, if it is revealed in front of everyone, will be hunted down by all the masters in the world, let alone all the martial saints and sages in the world, they will come to snatch it away. It is impossible for the Martial Emperor Zhu Family Master on the field.

Would you miss such a rare opportunity?

Or it might be possible for a young man to use the spiritual sword in his hand and the powerful spiritual thoughts in his body to kill the middle-aged man in front of him who has reached the Dzogchen realm of martial arts in one move.

Thinking of this, Miss Shuang'er glared at the young man with half annoyance and half resentment, handed over the "Demon Killing Fairy Sword" in her hand, blinked, and said with a sweet smile: "Brother, you'd better use this spiritual sword in my hand.

Come on, don’t be brave! Everyone here is a master of killing people without blinking an eye. You have to be careful and don’t cause a fatal disaster, okay?”

"No need!" Tang Jun refused directly and pushed away the beautiful girl's soft hand. He naturally understood the implications of Sister Shuang'er's words. If he revealed that he had a terrifying sacred weapon in his hand, he might not be able to leave here alive today?

Even if Sister Shuang'er protects her with all her strength, it won't help. After all, the value of a terrifying holy weapon will definitely drive everyone crazy.

When Mu Shuai saw Miss Leng handing the spirit sword to the young man, his face was ashen and his heart was even colder. If the young man in front of him had mastered the Leng family's spiritual sword, even if he could handle a few moves, he would never be able to compete with the young man.

He is not as arrogant as a young man. He thinks he is so great. How terrible is the Leng family's "Devil-killing Fairy Sword"?

I heard that the title of "Devil-killing Immortal Sword" came from the fact that when Leng Yulong, the head of the Leng family, was cultivating as a military general, he broke into the outer valley of the snake demon world alone and killed eighteen third-level snake demons, as well as many others.

The record of the second-level and first-level snake demons. Eighteen snake demons are equivalent to eighteen human martial arts masters, or even more.

The "Devil-Slaying Immortal Sword" is a top-grade spiritual weapon, while the "Flame Fan" is just a top-grade treasure. There is a three-level difference between the two, so their power is naturally very different. Although Mourinho is a top-grade martial artist

, facing a warrior who possesses the best spiritual weapon, he has no belief in victory at all. Instead, he is terrified. Can you imagine how terrifying the best spiritual weapon is?

Now, seeing that the young man voluntarily gave up the "Devil-killing Fairy Sword" and still used the top-quality treasure in his hand to compete with him, Mourinho still looked dignified and composed on the surface, but there was still a sly smile hidden in the corner of his eyes.

"Haha----" Suddenly, a laugh sounded: "What a crazy boy, I like it!"


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