Li Changsheng is dull and has long forgotten to resist.
The first type of sword-killing technique breaks mountains and rivers!
"Keep your hand!"
Rage sounds far away.
A figure flying like a flash straight.
Almost simultaneously
Li Xuandao figure suddenly accelerated and appeared behind Li Changsheng.
A sword light flashed from Li Changsheng’s neck
Click!
The neck is broken!
After the head and body were separated for half a spin, it burst to the ground and blood spilled all over the floor
Before he died, his head still had a deep shock
While the figure falls is a pair of bloodshot eyes staring at Li Xuandao.
This is a young man with a face, a black robe and long black hair, which is meticulously combed and gives off a horrible smell.
The deacon of the temple stopped in vain!
"Do you know what you did?"
Bai Zhiran flew into a rage. I didn’t expect my lover to be beheaded for a moment.
Besides, when he first arrived, he had already called for someone to stay, but Li Xuandao turned a deaf ear and ignored him.
How can this hatred not be reported?
"Of course I know."
Li Xuandao casually withdrew his right index finger as if he were not affected by the white momentum. "Didn’t you trample an ant to death?"
Whether Li Changsheng or Bai Zhiran is an ant in the eyes of Emperor Jian of Crack Dome.
It’s white, but it’s a little tough. It’s also a little strong ant that can be run over at will!
"Don’t come to war!"
Li Xuandao suddenly turned and looked at the white coldly.
The combination of his right fingers broke out into a thrilling sword.
"Good, good!"
Bai Zhiran was extremely angry and laughed. He had forgotten how many years no one dared to provoke him.
But now he was provoked by a junior.
And this junior also killed his favorite apprentice and despised Li Changsheng as an ant.
If you don’t slay Li Xuandao, how can everyone know that he is semi-sacred?
"Who is this man?"
"It’s horrible. It’s really mysterious."
"Why do people look so familiar this year?"
It was not until this was that everyone woke up from the shock just now.
Good eyes looking at the challenge, white eyes full of doubts.
Chapter 44 Half-Sanwei plough arrogance
"ah!"
Suddenly, there was a heart-rending sound, and Li Zongren rushed from the platform to the ring and cried with Li Changsheng’s head in his arms.
"I live forever, father. How did you die before you got ahead?"
Li Zongren is sad and angry. He has three sons in all.
The third son Li Canghai was beaten into an idiot by Li Xuandao, and the second son Li Liefeng was beheaded by Li Xuandao.
Now he relies most on his eldest son, Li Changsheng, who was killed by Li Xuandao.
Three sons Qi Qi perished in Li Xuandao’s hands.
His hatred for Li Xuandao is hard to wash away even if it is exhausted.
"Deacon Bai killed him!"
Li Zongren suddenly looked up, his eyes were red and he looked crazy. "It’s a terrible crime that this little disciple killed you and didn’t take you seriously. Hurry up and avenge Li Xuandao’s dismemberment on my son Li Changsheng!"
"Deacon White?"
"I remember that this is the white deacon of the Temple!"
"South Manchuria is the most promising place to break through the sage realm. No wonder the strong have such a horrible atmosphere!"
The whole martial arts field is once again in an uproar.
Before they woke up from the shock of Li Xuandao slaying Li Changsheng, they were deeply shocked again.
The name of the mainland is white!
Even if Li Xuandao again severe can be a white check but opponent?
"Stop it!"
At the key moment, Li Baihe suddenly stepped forward
He rushed in front of Li Xuandao and bowed to Bai Zhiran, saying, "White deacon is far away from meeting many offenses, but you can’t kill Li Xuandao!"
"Can’t kill?"
White check but deep breath away momentum.