He Has a Dragon

In the center of the fierce battle, the golden sword that the golden sword spit out from time to time was extremely sharp, sweeping against the cyan sword that was as thin as a cicada, trying to kill a world.

The cyan sword flower, as if it was the rootless water falling from the air, was extinguished one after another by the golden waves formed by the golden sword, but a new cyan sword flower appeared, and continued to surround Mr. Liu with his fingers.

There were bursts of murderous sword sounds sweeping the entire battlefield, and even this world.

Cyan and golden sword-mang flooded in every corner, as if it was going to smash the side of the space where it was willing to stop.

This plain has long been marked by countless deep trenches and cracks, and the lush ancient trees and trees have been wiped out. It has completely become a broken wasteland that does not exist in the grass, and it is intact before the war.

Even the Tianlan River, not far away, was also hit by the pond fish. Under the sword air, from time to time, it shattered the heavenly water curtain that covered the sky from time to time.

The fierce battle between the two masters of the late martial arts peaks, with the passage of time, the scope has become wider and wider, including the Tianlan River, completely sunk into the sun and the moon, the sky and the ground are dark, no longer bright.

For a time, Wang Le, who was hiding in the periphery of the battlefield, was cold, as if he were at the end of the world, and it was suffocating and desperate.

"This is the gap," said Wang Le, who was invisible, and had to admit it, feeling in her heart.

At the beginning, outside of the forty-nine city, Wang Le was completely shocked by the fierce scene of the scuffles of the masters of the ranks, which opened his eyes and realized that there are people outside and heaven outside.

But now seeing Qingyangzi and Mr. Liuzhi fighting between the two late peak masters, Wang Le remembered the scene of the original masters fighting in the outskirts of the forty-nine city, and couldn't help feeling that they couldn't compare.

This made Wang Le finally understand that the gap between each realm in martial arts is really like a gully.

This is true even for a small realm.

At this time, Wang Le could not imagine how fierce and thrilling the fierce battle between the warriors of the heavenly ranks would be.

Not to mention how glorious the peak of the legendary war is, it is no wonder that it will be chronicled in history and not forgotten by future generations.

As Wang Lexin was feeling, the battlefield changed suddenly.

I saw Qingyangzi quickly detached his sword from the ground, like a sharp arrow rushing into the sky.

After waiting for Mr. Six to follow, Qingyangzi slammed a cyan sword with a violent finger, and a "dang" sounded, and the sound of a sword slamming the sky filled the earth.

The jittering sword body followed changed into countless sword shadows, which were instantly indistinguishable from reality.

At this time, Qingyangzi looked down at the ground, and screamed solemnly: "Wan Shou Hui Hui"

In that moment, there are many swords in the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and between the heavens and the earth, only the blue light that is rich and incapable of blooming is blooming and spreading from the hands of Qing Yangzi.

Wang Le, who is standing in the distance, would not have to go further away if he was not in the invisibility state of the Dragon Hidden Power.

Because this cyan sword is too sharp, it contains an unstoppable momentum, and the sense of forest cold that it emits makes people seem to fall into the Manzhang Ice Cave.

Not to mention Mr. Six Fingers who was in it at this moment, I saw him show unprecedented dignity.

Because Wan Yangzi returned from Qingyangzi to the market, as far as Mr. Liuzhi knows, it is the first person in martial arts, created by Xiaoyaozi, the lord of the market, and the battle is overwhelming.

In that moment, the sky is used as the sword mound, there are 10,000 swords buried, and there is no wind automatically, as if to break free from the sword mound, and hit a volley of six fingers on the ground

This can not help but let Mr. Six Finger fall completely into the downwind for the first time, and dare not let go of the confrontation, because he knows that in the case of Qingyangzi using Wanjian to return to the market, he can only defend himself and protect himself through this round From the beginning of the war to now, the fiercest offensive frenzy has the hope of winning.

Otherwise, once you ca n’t get over it, the only result will be Wan Jian's death.

The only good thing is that the return of Wanjian is not in the hands of the Lord of the Return

Wang Le, who was hiding in the distance, looked up under the sky, with thousands of swords, densely packed, and even if he was not a patient of dense phobia, he also had scalp tingling.

He could not imagine how Mr. Six Fingers, as the attacked party, could escape this round of Wanjian attack and keep his old life.

Between the electric light and the flint, under the sky, Wan Jian broke free, and the sword shined through the sky. Like a star, the volley killed the six fingers standing on the ground.

At the moment of this stern attack, the six-fingered Mr. Liu, who was standing still on the ground, slammed his palm against the chest, and a ball of scarlet blood of the size of a baby's fist spit out of his mouth, hanging in the air in front of him.

There was no room for hair, and the faces on both sides were smeared with the sickly red six-fingered fingers. The non-stop right hand clasped the golden sword and pierced the scarlet essence blood with extreme precision.

I saw Mr. Six Fingers using a sword as a pen and blood as the ink, and at the same time, he left his hand to make a decision, and said very quickly: "Take my essence and blood as a medium, draw the shield of heaven and earth, protect my body, and disease."

The voice has not yet drifted, and the innate power of Mr. Tanita in the six fingers is injected into the sword of the natal device in a frantic manner, and a sharp trembling sound is emitted, and then a mysterious mystery, similar to the giant scarlet pattern of Tai Chi, is formed with the blood Rune, covering above the head.

At this moment, thousands of swords returned to the market from high altitude, and Jianguang killed thousands of clouds. When the situation changed, Wanjian launched and struck in the sky.

And just as it seemed slow, fast, and dangerous, the huge scarlet rune resembling a Taiji pattern trembled quickly, making all sorts of weird tears.

Bang Bang Bang La La 呲 呲 呲

Suddenly, it seemed as if the heavens and the earth were full of fragments of time, as if it had been ten thousand years, and it seemed that only one second had passed.

The wind howled ~ www.readwn.com ~ The earth seemed to tremble with fear, and I saw the huge scarlet rune similar to the Taiji pattern tearing apart and returning to one, and then in the blink of an eye, a distance Roar, bursting into dazzling scarlet rays

Then the light converged instantly, and when I saw it clearly, I saw that the bloodless Mr. Six Fingers' eyes were closed tightly, tightly wrapped in a golden round cocoon, covered with mini-like Tai Chi patterns The scarlet rune, flowing quickly, bloomed with a strong scarlet light.

At this moment, Wan Jian came from the air, like a violent storm, and he slammed on this golden round cocoon with scarlet runes flowing.

Soaring

Dangdang Dangdang

Ping pong

Sword light is like rain, descending from the sky, turning into a raging wave of sword strikes, ruthlessly slapping on the golden cocoon like a reef, standing still.

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