My Wife May Be a Saint

"What's the panic?" the senior sister of the North Sky Swordsman asked.

The disciple didn't have time to relax, so he directly took out a magic weapon, and then broadcast the video from the live broadcast room.

This is a video recorded by his Fabao. After all, the mobile phone is not convenient to take out at this time.

"Look," the disciple said.

Then they spent some time watching the video.

After watching the video, those people were silent directly.

They questioned the authenticity of the video for the first time, but it was too real.

Senior Sister Beitian Swordsman asked: "Where did the video come from?"

The disciple immediately said: "I'm not afraid of death, the anchor will broadcast live on the spot."

"That……"

Before they could ask more, a terrible curse force swept out of the huge pit in an instant.

It did not give anyone a chance to react, nor did it give anyone a chance to resist.

The power of the curse this time was majestic, and it instantly covered and swallowed several nearby mountains.

Plants and trees are shattered, life is withered, no one exception.

Those who were too late to escape, all died, and Jianxiu's line suffered even more casualties.

On the nearby mountain, only the mountain disciples of the Northern Heavenly Sword evacuated ahead of time, and Fang was spared.

And the power of the curse doesn't mean to stop at all, they are constantly expanding.

At this time, the remaining high-level people came back to their senses.

"Quickly, stop it."

At this time, the remaining five found their respective positions and began to defend.

The five sword blades are distributed at five corners, which locks the spread of the power of the curse, but in the face of such a curse, they don't know how long they can hold on.

However, no matter how hard they work, they still have the power of curse.

There is no other way. Their defense was set up temporarily and there were too many loopholes.

However, failure to deal with these curse powers is likely to bring devastating blows.

The embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in an ant nest.

But they can't make a move anymore.

"What to do?" Senior Sister Beitian Swordsman said anxiously.

At this time they couldn't make a move, but they couldn't watch the defense collapse.

An old man said: "I will leave the magic weapon of my life, maybe I can buy some time, I will try."

"There are so many loopholes, it's impossible, and this force seems to be getting stronger and stronger, and there is no way to relax." Senior Sister Beitian Swordsman said.

There was a trembling breath of this power, and they couldn't let go.

"Senior brothers and sisters, just keep it at ease, and leave the rest to me." The sudden voice from a distance surprised them.

Immediately after seeing the incoming person, they sighed again.

It was the Northern Sky Swordsman who came here, and they all knew that the Northern Sky Swordsman could not practice the Northern Seven Swords, and they knew that his swordsmanship had been broken.

Now he can't stand at the same height with them at all.

Senior Sister Beitian Swordsman said: "Junior Brother, you should go and direct the evacuation. Don't make trouble."

The Northern Swordsman was not angry, but calmly said: "Senior Sister, this time is not suitable for volition. You don't have the characteristic of being big and mindless, why are you so mindless?"

Sister: "You... shameless."

The old man said: "Junior Brother Beitian, don't waste time."

The Northern Swordsman smiled, and then stepped into the air.

Senior Sister Beitian Swordsman froze for a moment. She didn't know if it was an illusion. She felt that her junior brother had changed.

Yes, it must be different. He only said shameless things when he was young.

It's just that the next moment everyone was stunned, and the Beitian Swordsman suddenly exuded a sword intent.

This sword intent had never been seen before, or in other words, had never seen it in a Northern Sky Swordsman.

Then the sky changed and the sword intent volleyed.

It makes people feel that the sky is made of swords.

"This..." Senior Sister Beitian looked at the Beitian Swordsman unbelievably.

This sword power, this kind of sword intent, has far surpassed them.

The seventh step is just around the corner, and it is even expected to enter the Tao.

How can this be.

"What kind of sword is this?" someone asked subconsciously.

"Northern Seven Swords." The Northern Heavenly Swordsman said.

Then he swung a sword, and then the sword intent condensed all over the sky, and then fell crazily.

Countless sword shadows stood in all directions, blocking all the gaps.

The Northern Heavens Seven Swords are not only one sword, but also thousands of swords.

Wan Jian belongs to Jian Yi, and Jian Yi comes from a sword.

It is for the Northern Heaven Qiyi Sword.

The Beitian Swordsman stood there, and he had his true swordsmanship.

His heart was broken before, but he did it voluntarily.

Now he is confident and qualified to pursue kendo.

Put down the obsession with the sword, pick up the obsession with the "sword", that's it.

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While Jian Xiu Yimei tried their best to block the power of the curse, most people were paying attention to the live broadcast.

Yes, the anchor is gone, but the live broadcast is still going on.

It can only be said that that magic weapon is too good, not only to have a signal inside, but also to maintain normal operation in the power of the curse.

This magic weapon level is really outrageous.

Many people are afraid of watching this live broadcast.

But the more afraid they are, the less they don't want to give up, because there are still three stone steles in the live broadcast.

Moreover, it is likely to witness the existence under the seal breaking ground.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

At this time, a trembling voice came out prominently in the live broadcast: "For countless years, I am finally free."

The voice was full of ominous, chilly, and it made people panic inexplicably.

Those who watch the live broadcast know ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ that terrible existence is about to appear.

No one dared to speak in the live broadcast, and even many people began to hide from their mobile phones.

No one is sure whether the endless curse will be killed along the network line.

However, at this moment, the huge stone stele in the middle suddenly changed.

A beautiful shadow appeared in the stele.

Because of the stone stele, this figure looks particularly tall.

But everyone saw it, and the figure itself was shaking.

Yes, she was shaking, trembling, she was trying to stand up.

Jingyue was scared and panicked. She was unable to face that kind of existence, but she had to stand up.

She had to speak: "Freedom? Have you asked me?"

Jingyue's voice was amplified because of the stele.

"Human, your smallness makes people feel pitiful." The deep voice of the Lord of the Curse came again.

Jingyue didn't care about that much: "I am insignificant, but I can't let you out.

I still have juniors outside, and I have an obligation to protect them.

If it wasn't for someone attacked here just now, we've sealed you up, and now it's the same. "

The conversation between Jingyue and the Lord of the Curse was broadcast live on the whole network.

And from Jingyue's mouth, they learned the fact that this terrifying existence was destroyed by Jian Xiu's line when it was about to be sealed.

Outside of Jian Xiu's line, looking at the projected large screen and others, he was a little bit ashamed.

This is their own disaster.

If you listened to advice earlier, it might not be the case.

But it's too late to say anything, and the only thing to do now is to get through this crisis.

Whether it can survive, it seems that it depends on the person inside.

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