On our wedding night, my husband changed!

Jiang Liu held the Purple Royal Divine Sword in his right hand, and the Demonic Sky-Swallowing Beast on his left. He looked at Bo Xun with an unperturbed look.

After everything recovered, Jiang Liu's feelings for Bo Xun also weakened a lot. The righteousness in his heart trumped everything else, except Hua Sheng. No matter what Jiang Liu became, his love for Hua Sheng would only grow deeper!

"This time, you don't have to stay here!"

Jiang Liu didn't want to answer Bo Xun's words, but turned his head slightly and whispered to Xiao Hei.

"……Yes!"

Xiao Hei was stunned for a moment. Although he wanted to stay and fight, he still had no intention of going against the flow of the river.

After all, he was his own son. Jiang Liu only had more memories, but he didn't lose them. The two of them fighting each other seemed to be a bit bullying.

After Xiao Hei finished speaking, he turned around and flew away. Jiang Liu said he didn't need it to stay here, but he didn't say where it was going.

So for this destination, Xiao Hei decided to find a place by himself.

Jiang Liu naturally didn't care. He raised his hand holding the Purple Royal Sword and pointed at the miniature version of himself in front of him.

Now Jiang Liu has no hope of persuading Bo Xun.

When Bo Xun saw this, he didn't talk nonsense. He was repelled by Jiang Liu's barrier from the beginning. Now he was full of anger, and the Purple Royal Divine Sword was snatched back again.

He casually sucked an ordinary divine sword and stood up first and flew towards Jiang Liu.

Jiang Liu sighed softly, and saw the Purple Royal Divine Sword wave slightly, and countless phantoms of the Purple Royal Divine Sword appeared in an instant, heading towards Bo Xun like the Ten Thousand Swords Chaozong.

As for the divine sword in Bo Xun's hand that he randomly sucked from the ground, it was cut off instantly.

And Bo Xun was also trapped in the sword formation. If Bo Xun hadn't still had the strength, he wouldn't have been able to hold on long ago.

Bo Xun stood in the sword formation. In the dark barrier around him, he saw Bo Xun slowly raising his hand. The condensed Nine Heavens Holy Fire grew bigger and bigger until it completely exceeded his own height. A huge fireball followed the dark path. The barrier flew out!

This wave of Nine Heavens Holy Fire is no different from burning the world, except that one is a group attack skill, and this one is single.

The strength categories are the same. No need to guess, this single skill is for dealing with Jiang Liu.

A huge black and red fireball was seen, burning towards the river like a rocket.

Jiang Liu turned back and blocked the Purple Royal Divine Sword in front of him, using the sword energy of the Purple Royal Divine Sword to generate powerful air waves to resist the Nine Heavens Holy Fire.

Black and red collided with purple in the sky, and for a while, the two sides were even.

When Bai Ran saw this, his expression changed. How could he forget that the Purple Royal Divine Sword was not an ordinary magic weapon? It had a sword spirit.

Bai Ran, Ming Yan and the others looked at each other and suddenly understood why the energy of the Bo Xun they came into contact with alternately became stronger and weaker.

Regardless of the outcome, Bo Xun, without the Purple Royal Divine Sword, could still be on par with Jiang Liu, who had fully recovered to his peak.

This kind of power can no longer be described as just strong.

Therefore, it is impossible for Bo Xun's power to be strong and weak at times.

Before, they were wondering why Bo Xun could take away the Purple Royal Sword so easily. Now it seems that the Purple Royal Divine Sword has a sword spirit and it obeys Jiang Liu.

It is most likely intentional, just to be by Bo Xun's side, like an undercover agent. Once Bo Xun wants to use it to kill innocent people indiscriminately, it can suppress its power by half.

The so-called being sometimes strong and sometimes weak, now that I think about it, that weakness was only when Bo Xun was holding the Purple Royal Sword in his hand!

Thinking of this, Bai Ran felt a little untimely sour.

How about this? A sword can achieve such feats. Suddenly I feel so weak that I don’t want to speak!