Mo Ye saw the man wearing a golden crown walking up, and a coldness passed through his deep black pupils. He did not speak, but stretched out his hand to the side. In an instant, a light flashed out, and the Hunyuan Dragon Bone Sword appeared in his hand.

"The ancient magic sword Hunyuan dragon bone!"

The screams of surprise came from the mouths of the lords with shock and surprise. They looked at the sword with sharp light in shock, and then looked at the man in black robe. For a moment, everyone was in their hearts.

This sword is an ancient divine sword, and even in this upper world, it is also the number one divine sword in the ranking of weapons. It is rumored that this sword has increased its combat power by more than ten times. Moreover, if ordinary weapons collide with it, they will either break or break!

When he saw the ancient divine sword, a hint of joy flashed through the man of Jinguan's eyes: "Hmph! How can an ant like you be worthy of this divine sword? Killing you will shock my power, and strengthen my power, and you will also get this divine sword. Therefore, you will definitely die today!"

"It's so much nonsense." Mo Ye said lightly, and with his hand moved, the black figure instantly flew out, and the sharp sword blade shining with a cold light attacked the man in front with a sharp aura.

"Oh!"

The man wearing a golden crown sneered, and the figure in his flowery body moved, and a long sword in his hand rushed forward with a powerful airflow, blocking the sharp sword point towards him.

"Sharp!"

The two swords collided with each other, and a crisp clanging sound was made. Two powerful airflows burst out from the blade, shaving the two robes, and the powerful airflow surged between them. The two figures attacked extremely fast, and the bystanders could only see the two figures changing positions.

When a stream of air containing the sword energy was shot down, the man in black robe flew up to avoid the aura, and his figure stood in the air in the air. The man wearing a golden crown below looked up and caught up again.

"Is this man really coming from the lower realm? His combat power is so outstanding."

An old man stroked his beard and looked at the black figure in surprise. Even though he saw his retreat step by step and dodge everywhere, he would find that from the battle to the present, the man in black robe had no wounds on his body, which means that even if he was at a disadvantage, he would not shed a drop of blood.

They can be at the level of lords, and their strength is naturally above the Feixian. You must know that a difference in strength is enough to suppress it. It is obvious that in this battle, the lord who fought with him has also released the pressure, but unfortunately it has no effect on the man in the black robe.

"This kind of person is hard to find even in the upper realm." Another middle-aged man spoke, with a faint look of appreciation in his eyes.

No matter where they are, powerful people can be appreciated and valued. The person in front of them has just come from the lower realm, alone and without power. If they really have extremely outstanding strength, if they recruit them, it will do them with no harm.

For a moment, these eleven lords were all thinking about pulling this person into their own necessity. If such a person with outstanding strength joined their territory, it would be a great wing for them!
Chapter completed!