Storm of Kings

Yin Weizhong was both nervous and excited because he was only one step away from success.

This demon Lord Zhou Lie was so arrogant that he actually fought him with a sword, and was so superficial that he regarded the contending sword buried in his body as an invisible sword.

Contend, contend, if you don’t, it’s a blockbuster.

Since many years ago, the family has been painstakingly looking for a kendo master who can inspire contention.

However, the priming is only the first link. After priming, it will be raised based on all the opponent's kendo cultivation, and the person who provokes the sword will become a sacrifice, and the sword will be born!

If it weren't for Zhou Lie's too strong aura, Yin Weizhong would probably laugh out loud. He really didn't expect that Demon Lord Zhou Lie would be the sword sacrificer that the family had been searching for for years.

Knowing this, I went to visit the Great Thousand Demon Realm a few months ago, instead of waiting until today.

Zhou Lie squinted his eyes. He is now at the second-class high-class, and he can be called the old world with such achievements. When he glanced at Yin Weizhong's tricky small eyes, he knew that there was something tricky, so he couldn't take it lightly.

In a flash, Mingyin mastered his work. Yin Weizhong felt that the contending sword was about to appear. How many years has the family been looking forward to? It's about to be reached by him, so lucky.

When the sword was at its peak, Zhou Lie made a secret attempt to cut out Yin Weizhong's chance, but the Tyrant Blood Catalog was stubbornly resisted.

The sword in this kid is so powerful!

You know that the Tyrant Blood Catalogue can even take a bite from the real person Chongxu, but he can't even bite this young man whose cultivation base is worthy of reaching the second rank.

"Qiang Qiang..." Swordsmanship rose to its peak, Zhou Lie looked at the sword shadow in his hand in disbelief, and found that it shattered into bits of crystal and floated towards Yin Weizhong, and it was perfectly integrated into the opponent's body and disappeared.

"Hahaha..."

At this moment, Yin Weizhong finally laughed, his face full of intention.

He strode forward, standing less than ten meters away from Zhou Lie, and said proudly, "Monarch, demon! Do you know what is meant by multiple acts of injustice and you will kill yourself? You are here today, let us The four of you have no face, these arrogant, arrogant, arrogant, doomed you are doomed! God does not accept you, I accept! Look at the sword..."

Before he finished his words, Yin Weizhong's body produced a magnificent humming sound, which raised the brilliance of the sword that was difficult to measure. This kind of weather is rare in the world.

Zhou Lie dragged Tang Qiqi and three of them back, their expressions unchanged, and said, "Are you crazy? You said I was going to kill you, and a bunch of you monks were blocking me. If you work together, you must be forced to death, right? Say I am arrogant and arrogant, then you are now laughing again, and you are not arrogant and arrogant if you are scorning me with your eyes? You must think that the sword in your body will be able to raise your eyebrows and fight all over the sky without opponents by fusing my kendo? It's really a shame that you can get to this level, an idiot, and the identification is complete!"

"The surname Zhou, no matter how much you say, it is useless. The sword of contending will be born immediately, and you will become the sacrifice of this sword! Everyone is punishable by the evil spirit outsider. You can be a stepping stone to contend for the sword. !" Yin Weizhong raised his arm, his expression stern.

Zhou Lie could feel that he was locked by something. If he waited without doing anything, it would be very troublesome next.

"Okay, let's take out the sword! See who made the sacrifice!" Zhou Lie quickly weighed the pros and cons and raised the alert level to the highest level.

Why are you so vigilant? Because he often leapfrogs those old guys, and now he has reached the second-rank superior realm, and he is almost the same as those old guys. If you feel that you are awkward, and the Yin Weizhong is lying in front of you, who is going to make sense?

This is how the Xianshibao came from!

Do you only allow you to leapfrog others? Don't allow others to pull you off the altar? There is no such absolute thing in the world.

So Zhou Lie was arrogant and made a posture that didn't put the opponent in his eyes, but he was actually extremely careful.

He patted his left hand on his waist and held the Vientiane Demon Conch. The five fingers of his right hand trembled and did not know where to connect, revealing strands of mist.

Yin Weizhong was at the happiest time in his life and did not pay attention to these details. Maybe even if he noticed it, he would not take it to heart, because in his opinion, Zhou Lie is already a dead man, and he has achieved his reputation in the future. dead.

At this moment, a very unique feeling appeared.

The strange shock drove to the battlefield all at once, making all the figures near and far to stay in place, and then everyone saw the crimson princess, evolving all kinds of incredible sword sounds, which were inserted into Zhou Lie's forehead.

If Zhou Lie is pierced by the Contending Sword, no matter how high Zhou Lie's cultivation is, it will be completely wiped out! Only now did he know that this sword condensed at least the life skills of thirty masters, which is equivalent to a large bunch of Tao fruit, can it not be powerful? No amount of exaggeration is reasonable.

But this wants him to give the lead, Meimeng does not do this!

Yin Weizhong was extremely excited, as if he saw Zhou Lie splashing blood on the spot, leaving his unwilling wailing and dedicating all of his own, fueling the spirit of fighting for swords.

Sword is a murder weapon, can it run wild without blood?

Therefore, this sword must be born with blood, and this blood must come from a person with a strong will to fight, in order to get a masterful sword.

Zhou Lie is suitable! It's so suitable, it can be said that this demon king is a quenching pool tailored for the birth of Zhengming Sword.

"Hey, what do you think? This broken sword is also worthy of killing my Demon Lord Zhou Lie?" The voice passed.

Yin Weizhong was awakened from his dream, and saw the demon Lord Zhou Lie clutching his sword. is this real? How could anyone in the world grab the unique sword built by the Yin family for generations with their bare hands?

"No, you are trying hard, you are going to die! Kill him with the sword of contention, hurry! Kill this wicked demon." Yin Weizhong just felt that the future is bright, who would have turned from a dream into a nightmare in a blink of an eye. There was no psychological preparation during this period, and the gap was too big!

"Buzzing..."

The contending sword is like a fierce big shark~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It almost shakes Zhou Lie away with just one vibration, but the boiling anti-sounding sound produced by the sword body weakens and disappears strangely within zero and one second, causing the vibration Greatly discounted.

Zhou Lie raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "I said it was a broken sword, right? The watchdog will bark twice! It can't even bark."

These words are too harsh, the sword of contention has long been psychic, and the qi buzzes, it is ring after ring, Fengming Heli is so powerful.

however! The harder the contending sword screamed, the firmer Zhou Lie grasped, and at the same time the Vientiane Devil Conch that he held tightly in his left hand became especially dark and bright.

"Ah! I played with you!"

In the end, Yin Weizhong was too tender. He wanted to desperately summon the ancestor spirit, but he didn't expect Zhou Lie to let go and say, "What broken sword, I'll give it back to you!"

"Puff..." The contending sword was inserted into his chest, and Yin Weizhong looked at the opposite in amazement. He obviously wanted to use Zhou Lie as a sacrifice. How could he become a sacrifice? He didn't know where he was defeated until his consciousness died.