Rebirth of the Urban Immortal

2493-Sorcerer

The long sword pierced the sky!

Jutian couldn't believe his eyes!

He was shocked!

This is Jinghong's kendo, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Because this sudden change of reality just now has no longer happened once.

But never once did Jinghong hurt him.

But this time, it pierced him into an incredibly transparent, heart-cooling!

The sword of this stunning glimpse!

This sword can't kill you!

Because firstly, this is not the true body of the sentence, and secondly, the same rank of Da Ri can't be killed.

Thirdly, Jinghong itself is the end of the crossbow, this sword is more like Luo Chen's instruction, or manipulation.

He couldn't do it himself, he couldn't meet Luo Chen's request, or in the end his strength was vented.

However, this sword is indeed amazing enough.

At least, the sky was devastated along the way, let alone injured, even if there were no opponents.

But now, this sword!

But let Jutian be pierced through.

Jutian didn't move, because Jinghong really didn't work anymore, and he was struggling to stand.

The sword just now has emptied all his power.

Jing Hong finally raised his head slowly and looked at the crowd.

No one knows who he is looking at.

But he himself knew that he was looking at the man who didn't seem to be very eye-catching standing in the crowd.

Because it was the man who taught him how to use this sword just now.

He must die.

There is no doubt about this.

He smiled at the crowd, with a touch of gratitude and a touch of comfort!

Then he turned around!

The north master trembled suddenly.

Opened his mouth.

"shock"

Jing Hong didn't look back, only leaving everyone behind.

He raised his hand and waved.

With only his back, he stopped the northern master's words and interrupted the northern master.

Let the words behind the north master swallow back.

Then he walked freely to the endless abyss!

"I'm leaving!" Jing Hong's voice was not loud.

Then he walked towards the endless abyss step by step.

Standing in front of the abyss, he was staring into the abyss!

Then he raised his footsteps!

A headed green onion, the whole person head down, plunged directly into the endless abyss!

The long sword shattered every inch at this moment, turned into a little bit of sparkle, and spread out in all directions.

Except for the pierced chest of Jutian, blood was flowing, as if Jinghong had never been in this world.

"Hahahaha!"

April 29!

Endless abyss, shocked and killed!

Jutian's rampant and terrifying roar was like a dark cloud, always pressing on everyone's heart.

The north master still did not speak.

Still just standing there quietly, he seemed to be numb.

Then he turned around, and he could see that Beizhu's whole body was now more hunched than the previous time, and his waist was more bent.

At this moment he looks like an old man bending over, he looks like a cane!

At this time, Jutian endured the pain and raised his hand.

Boom!

He caught the grindstone in the air!

Then he raised the knife and fell, and he was sharpening the whetstone!

This is a manifestation of strength and his provocation!

Soon, a crutch was cut out by him.

Then with a flick of his finger, the crutches shot away!

laugh!

The crutches shot in front of the north master.

The crutches were inserted in front of the north master, who had just moved forward.

But at this moment, he hit the crutch in front of him.

This made Beizhu unstable, tripped on a crutches under his feet, and then fell to the ground.

This scene silenced the entire Peking Universe.

This is a joke!

The northern master struggled to get up.

"gave it to you!"

This is humiliation!

Because Ju Tian just killed the good brother of Beizhu.

This whetstone is a relic.

But Ju Tian gave the relic to the northern master, and even caused the northern master to fall.

This is obvious, and it just embarrassed the North Master.

No **** person can stand this kind of stimulation and humiliation.

But the northern master stood up tremblingly, then leaned on the crutches, finally turned his head, raised his head, and looked up at Jutian.

"Thank you."

"Hahahaha!" Jutian's frantic laughter sounded again.

The thunderous rain fell, and the rain fell on the northern master.

The northern master walked out step by step with a cane.

There is also only one back!

And the entire Peking Universe was in silence and quiet.

It's raining heavily!

It seems to be connected into a line.

The north master was soaked all over.

He returned to the yard, there was mud and dirt on his body.

Even the heavy rain did not wash away the sludge on his body.

It was not that the rain was not heavy enough, but that too many people threw sludge at him when he just passed the alleys and streets.

Tuft after tuft.

Some hit his face, some hit his head, some hit his eyes.

The northern master did not wipe it, but let the rain wash.

Let the sludge splash on him.

And Ju Long was sitting in the yard, watching this scene quietly, with a cigarette in his hand, which was obtained from Wangcheng.

He is holding Erlang's legs

When the north master entered the door, he sneered.

"Satisfied?"

"It's all dead!"

"Are you satisfied?"

The north master did not speak, as if the north master was a puddle of mud, unable to support the wall!

This kind of person is the most irritating, and oil and salt do not enter.

And Ju Long was also on fire all of a sudden.

"say something!"

"talk!"

"Mute?"

"Why don't you make a move?"

"Is it the day when I die, you will just watch it?"

The host still didn't speak, but went to the kitchen and began to play with the pots and pans.

"Are you still in the mood to cook?"

"Your good brothers are all dead, now only the second uncle is left!"

"Is he dead, will you wake up?" Ju Long shouted.

This is really annoying.

Beizhu seems to have no feelings and no loyalty.

When the person died, the north master did not feel any sadness or any mood swings.

But he returned home and started cooking.

How ridiculous is this?

Luo Chen and others also returned.

And there are not only them outside the door, but also the messenger of the Great Yin God!

"The Great Yin God's Decree!"

"The northern master will hand over the northern border immediately!"

"What did you say?" When Ju Long heard this, his anger suddenly came up.

"Hand over the northern border?" Ju Long kicked the stool in front of him, then stepped out and came directly to the messenger.

The messenger was arrogant, and Ju Long was extremely angry.

"You say it again?" Ju Long raised his palm.

Obviously he was ready to kill.

"Little Dragon!" Yi Bo Yuntian stepped forward at this moment and took Ju Long's hand.

"Second uncle, what do you listen to him?"

"Hand over the northern border?"

"That is our home, that is our root!"

"Now, actually want to hand it over?"

And the messenger sneered, staring at Ju Long and said.

"This is the decree of the Great Yin God, dare you not follow it?"

"Believe it or not, I copied it"

"Little Dragon!"

"This matter, let your father arrange it." Yi Bo Yuntian said.

"Take it." The northern master put his hand in the stone basin at this moment, and he was washing the vegetables.