The word chopping firewood immediately made a group of guests burst into laughter!
Han Sanqian slowly raised the axe, raised his arms, aimed at the Nine Nether Demon Sword, grasped it with both hands, and then slashed away.
boom! ! ! !
The ground trembled slightly!
Following Han Sanqian's hard work, a huge golden light burst out from the giant axe, directly hitting the purple-gold light of the Nine Nether Demon Sword!
At this time, some guests were still laughing, but some guests suddenly frowned, and they felt a little uneasy in their hearts at this moment, because the power in Han Sanqian's golden ax actually gave them a certain amount of coercion.
This is simply impossible, it's just a rotten axe, how can it make itself uneasy? ! The magic sword must be the Nine Nether Demon Sword!
Ao Yi also felt it, but he didn't pay attention to it at all. Even, his eyes were full of jokes, and he felt that he was destined to win.
The golden light and the purple light collided suddenly!
At that moment, the two sides did not collide with each other, and the two sides merged into one.
The whole scene was so quiet that people felt suffocated!
"boom!!!!!"
Suddenly, golden light and purple light violently exploded, the sound shook the sky, and the entire Fufu was shaken slightly, and then, the blast wave hit the ground from mid-air, Wan Shu bent his waist and broke, and Qian table was at his knees in an instant. And off, the huge and incomparably strong Fujia mansion also collapsed, and the tens of thousands of guests were blown to the ground by the blast before they could react.
"this��"
"How is this going?"
After the huge wave passed, the crowd was in a state of panic, including Fu Tian and many other experts, who stood up, adjusted their makeup and hair, and looked into the air in disbelief.
In mid-air, Han Sanqian stood there slowly with a golden ax in his hand. In addition, countless magic soldiers who flew up before, like birds with folded wings, quickly fell to the ground, forming a rain of swords!
"Ping-pong, ping-pong!"
The magic soldier landed, and there was a burst of iron sound!
Everyone was surprised to find that all these magical soldiers had lost their luster and were extremely gloomy.
Just when everyone was shocked, a black long sword fell straight to the ground along with the "rain", making a loud crash!
"This... isn't this the Nine Nether Demon Sword?"
A word awakened the dreamer, and countless people quickly looked over, and then, everyone was dumbfounded.
It's okay for the other divine soldiers to lose their light, even the Nine Nether Demon Sword is completely like a piece of rotten iron, lying on the ground obediently, without the slightest arrogance just now.
Instead, the golden giant ax in Han Sanqian's hand in mid-air was shining brightly!
"No... no way?"
"We...we lost?"
"It's impossible, we... how could we lose?"
A group of people looked at each other in blank dismay. They couldn't accept the reality of failure, let alone accept that they were defeated by a person from the Azure World. This must be something wrong with the Nine Nether Demon Sword!
Ao Yi's complexion was even uglier than that of eating Xiang. Looking at the Jiuyou Demon Sword that had completely lost its luster, he was both surprised and angry. JrNovels.com