Chapter 1048

Bang!

The sound of gold and iron roared through, and then the sword light falling from the sky chopped down fiercely, but it was blocked by a sudden blood light. A harsh sound wave swept out and spread from the sword light and blood light, making others in the restaurant cover their ears with their hands and show a painful look in their eyes.

"Huh?"

The pupil of snow in white tightened into a needle. He didn't expect that this terrible blood light suddenly gushed out in front of the man in black.

"Broken!"

His eyes twinkled, snow in white still looked cold, and the sword Jue in his right hand was pinched. The brilliance of the blocked sword light became more and more intense, like the scorching sun, and its power became more and more terrible. He even faintly wanted to suppress the blood light.

Buzz!

However, at the moment when the power of the sword light was enhanced, the blood light was unwilling to be outdone, and the endless blood light even covered the sword light. The whole restaurant was filled with the blood light, as if this space turned into a world of blood.

Bang bang!

The blood light filled the air. The powerful sword light retreated again and again, and finally flew out directly.

Boom!

On the wine table where Bai Yixue was, under this power, it was directly broken into powder, while Bai Yixue looked cold, stamped the soles of his feet, pinched out the sword formula of his right hand, and the flying sword light turned into a long sword and fell beside him.

"Forced back? The attack of snow in white was forced back, and it was quite embarrassing."

Many people in the restaurant were shocked by the fact that they were still relaxed, holding beauty in one hand and drinking in the other. Now the forced wine table burst and the snow in white stood up. Then they paid attention to the blood light in front of the man in black robe.

I saw that the true face of the blood light was actually a blood gun filled with blood light. There were layers of strange and terrible blood scabs on the surface of the gun, and a blood thirsty breath burst out, which made people look pale.

But the people were more puzzled, who was the owner of the blood gun? Just now, at the moment when the blood gun was taken out, everyone didn't see someone shooting. Is this blood gun the bottom card of the man in black?

Boom!

After the sword light was removed, the blood gun buzzed, but it directly rotated, like a blood colored electric drill, and slammed on the Jianmang waterfall in the rear. Just listening to a click, the Jianmang waterfall directly disintegrated into nothingness.

The black robed man looked at the blood gun with a look of ecstasy. Then a low voice came from his mind: "you go first. I'll call you to meet tonight."

The black robed man was stunned at first. He nodded immediately without nostalgia. As soon as he stepped on the soles of his feet, he turned into an ethereal shadow and disappeared at the door of the restaurant.

Boom!

With a fierce step on the soles of the feet of snow in white, the terrible yuan force poured out. The hunting in white robes made a noise, and his eyes exuded sharp eyes that can't be forced to look at. The man in black robes who should have died escaped in this way. How can he keep his face in white.

"Very good! How dare you release the people I want to kill without permission. You have great courage."

Snow in White's eyes slowly moved away from the blood gun and landed on a remote wine table, where a young man with a beautiful face poured wine leisurely, as if what happened here had nothing to do with him.

The move of snow in white naturally attracted the attention of others in the restaurant. Then, all eyes followed the eyes of snow in white and fell on the wine pouring youth on the remote wine table.

"Is it the young man who owns the blood gun?"

Someone whispered in the restaurant, his eyes full of doubts, and some guessed the identity of the wine pouring youth.

The cold eyes of the three Xiaoyao disciples also fell on the young man. They have blind confidence in Bai Yixue. Since Bai Yixue believes that it is this person who has just shot, it must be this person.

"Why? I'm just seeing injustice on the road. It seems that I didn't kill your Xiaoyao sect disciples? What's your look?"

Slowly stopped the right hand of the wine pouring, the young man slowly turned his head, stared at the white snow and faintly spit out this sentence. Then the blood gun that fell at the door turned into a touch of blood light and suspended beside Zhuo Wen.

"Sure enough, it's this man. It seems that he has good strength and can force back the sword light of snow in white! But this man is a little reckless. He offends the people of Xiaoyao sect just because he sees injustice. Isn't he asking for trouble?"

Looking at the blood gun that fell on Zhuo Wen's side, everyone knew that it was the young man who had just shot. However, many people shook their heads and sighed. They felt that Zhuo Wen's offending Bai Yixue was not worth the loss.

"It's a guy who doesn't know how to live or die. You can afford to offend our Xiaoyao gate? Since you let the man in black robe go, now you'll kill the man in black robe."

One of the three Xiaoyao disciples, a tall and thin man, gave a cold look at the other two disciples, and then they surrounded Zhuo Wen with a tacit understanding. The three sword shadows were like three stone tablets, pointing to Zhuo Wen.

"Kill!"

At the same time, the three men shot the three sword shadows without leaving their hands, enveloping Zhuo Wen in all directions, like a snare.

"This is your own death!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes were filled with cold. Suddenly, the blood gun suspended around him turned into a blood awn, like a blood Python swimming in the void, passing in front of three Xiaoyao sect disciples.

Click!

Suddenly, the three swords were broken, and the three Xiaoyao disciples were stunned. A blood hole the size of a thumb appeared in the center of their eyebrows.

Poop!

Poop!

Then the three disciples of Xiaoyao sect all fell to the ground with no breath.

The restaurant suddenly became quiet. The people looked at the three Xiaoyao disciples who were killed at that moment. Their pupils tightened. The young man was really cruel and wiped them out as soon as he shot.

Moreover, this son's strength also vaguely makes other people in the restaurant extremely afraid and afraid. He can kill three early warriors in Jinzun territory immediately. I'm afraid his combat power is not weaker than that of snow in white.

"Did you kill them?" snow in White asked with a stiff complexion.

"The three of them are trying to kill me. Can't I kill them out of counterattack?" Zhuo Wen slowly poured himself a glass of wine, drank it up with his head up, and his voice was indifferent and indifferent.

"You're looking for death!"

The veins in front of the snow in white burst, and the breath suddenly broke out. Countless strong Qi floated upward, just like an upside down waterfall, which looked very terrible.

At the same time, the long sword suspended around the snow in white burst into a very dazzling sword light.

"Cut!"

When the sword light was blazing to the extreme, Bai Yixue waved his right hand fiercely, and suddenly the sword light swept out and cut off towards Zhuo Wen.

"It seems that Bai Yixue is really angry. Although this son's combat power is good, his cultivation is only in the early stage of Jinzun territory. It should be difficult to fight Bai Yixue."

Looking at the Blazing Sword light like the scorching sun, the rest of the restaurant are surprised. Bai Yixue, as the eldest disciple of Xiaoyao gate, has no doubt about his talent and strength. He is the strongest young generation in Xituo city.

Among the younger generation, not many people can beat this white snow. Even though Zhuo Wen has just killed three Xiaoyao disciples, no one thinks that Zhuo Wen's strength can beat white snow.

Looking at the cut sword light, Zhuo Wen played a printing formula with his right hand and used the sad treasure seal. A sad breath filled the whole restaurant. Then the sad mood in the hearts of the people in the restaurant was immediately mobilized, with a sad look in his eyes, and the whole person became powerless.

Even snow in white showed a sad color in her eyes. Then she found that her strength had dropped by 30%. Although she tried her best to resist this sad mood, snow in white could not get rid of it at all.

Due to the influence of strength, the cut sword light first stagnated in mid air for a moment, and its power was reduced by 30%.

"Break it!"

Zhuo Wen's indifferent voice came. He jumped up, held the blood gun in his right hand, put his left hand against the end of the gun, and Yuan Li poured in. Suddenly, the blood gun turned into a blood awn and swept away towards the sword light.

Boom!

The blood gun and the sword light touch each other, making the sound of gold and iron, revealing the true face of the bleeding gun and the long sword, and stagnating in the air.

Whoosh!

Zhuo Wen reached the blood gun in an instant. He grabbed the handle of the gun with his right hand and threw it on the long sword with a fierce force. Suddenly, the long sword moaned and was picked up by the blood gun.

Bai Yixue's face is ugly. Zhuo Wen's AI Baoyin is too powerful. Now he can only play 70% of his strength in his heyday, and his whole body is weak. He hates this feeling very much.

"Die!"

With the long sword flying, Zhuo Wen stepped on the soles of his feet in the void, and the whole person turned into a terrible blood shadow. He immediately arrived in front of the snow in white. The blood gun in his right hand was swung out like a windmill, setting off bursts of howling wind.

Snow in White's eyes changed slightly. As soon as she stepped on the soles of her feet, she held the long sword that was picked up with her right hand. Then when the long sword was picked, countless swords flickered, and a sunrise rose behind it.

"Sword of the rising sun!"

With a low cry, snow in white threw a long sword with his right hand. The long sword cut through the space and wanted to crush Zhuo Wen to death with that vigorous sunrise artistic conception.

"Shura blood gun power!"

Zhuo Wen was in the air, his knees slightly bent, and his clothes and robes made a sound of hunting. Looking at the long sword wrapped in the power of the rising sun, his eyes were as light as water, and the blood gun whirled, and suddenly a terrible sea of blood swept out of the space behind him.

Boom, boom!

The endless sea of blood is like a blood Python from all over the world. It can't see the edge. It surrounds the plundered Chaoyang sword layer by layer to prevent it from breaking free.

"Sunset sword!"

Snow in white slightly changed her face and whispered. Suddenly, the sword was on one side. The original rising sun began to fall and turned into the evening sunset. A terrible hot sun fell down, and the whole sea of blood began to surge, as if to break.

"Eight Shura blood gun potential!"

Zhuo Wen was not in a hurry. Unexpectedly, he plundered seven terrible blood seas in the void, and immediately submerged the sunset sword.

Pooh!

Snow in white vomited a mouthful of blood. Her eyes were full of horror and retreated again and again