Chapter 137 (1/2)

Just when everyone was shocked by Ma Tao's words, a young man's voice rang behind the crowd.

”Wow!”

As soon as the sound came out, there was an uproar around, and countless pairs of eyes shifted neatly to the birthplace of the sound.

As the crowd gradually moved away, a man in a black robe and hat walked out from the rear.

”This is...”

”Who is this man?”

”Yes! It's the first time I've seen this man.”

Some small voices sounded from the mysterious man.

”Who are you?”

Sun Wenba asked with a frown.

”Representative of Mingjian hall!”

Xiao Yun raised his head, looked at the stage and said coldly.

There's nothing wrong. This person is no one else, it's Xiao Yun. How could this weapons conference be without Xiao Yun.

Tang Xiaoyin was burned like that. Now even his sword was taken by the old bastard to attend the weapons conference, which is a great humiliation to Xiao Yun. If he is not allowed to die, Xiao Yun vows not to be human.

”Wow!”

Xiao Yun's words once again caused an uproar.

Wasn't the famous sword hall burned a few days ago? Even Tang Xiaoyin was burned? Why... Now run out of a representative of the famous sword hall?

”The representative of Mingjian hall?”

As soon as Ma Tao's pupil shrinks, the famous sword hall is destroyed. Tang Xiaoyin and his man are burned to death. Now there is another man running out.

”Old boy, don't you want to compete with the sword? Good. I'll compete with you on behalf of the famous sword hall now.”

Xiao Yun smiled darkly, and then walked towards the stage step by step.

At this time, as Xiao Yun walked past, a sword shaped shadow shrouded Xiao Yun. Then, a purple little sword with only a long palm flew out of Xiao Yun's clothes and suspended in the air. It radiated a terrible and invincible momentum from the sword body, which made people around worship the film for a while. The swords in the hands of those martial artists and even the swords in Ma Tao's hands were fierce

The trembled, and the powerful and terrible sword sounded madly.

”This... This...”

Ma Tao's face changed wildly and his hands clenched the sword in his hands.

”How could this happen?”

”My sword doesn't work.”

”My sword...”

Countless warriors hold the hilt of the sword, but even if they hold it down, there is no way.

”Buzz!”

The air trembled, and thousands of swords rose from the scabbard and flew into the sky. Like fish in the water, they revolved around Xiao Yun's head and turned wildly, as if they were worshiping their king.

”Ah... Puff...”

The sword in Ma Tao's hand trembled violently, and the terrible sword gas exploded. Ma Tao's whole arm was cut to pieces, and the blood was sprayed everywhere. Then the sword flew over Xiao Yun's head, gently suspended, and slowly rotated in the suspension.

”This...”

All the people on the spot were stupid, as were sun Tianba.

”No way, it's absolutely impossible...”

Ma Tao covered his wound and looked at Xiao Yun with red eyes, his sword and the little sword.