Heavenly Monarch of All Times

Outside the small **** Wucheng, the black-sworded sword suddenly appeared, directly shot, hard to smash the little **** Wucheng.

The sword in the air crashed down and fell to the crowd.

"Everyone is going to flash!" The sudden scene, everyone was shocked, and then exclaimed, the crowds shunned and rushed away.

However, there are still many people who have no time to avoid it, and they will be drowned by the sword.

"Help!" The people who were too late to scream shouted, their faces became frightened, and they even forgot to resist.

Other people are hard to protect themselves, how can they save people. Moreover, the black swordsman who shot the sword is very strong, and the martial art realm has reached the realm of the sword.

At this time, a violent voice sounded, and then a figure appeared, the whole body of the sword screamed, a sword shadow whistling out, bombarding the sword in the air.

"Hey!" The two swords and shadows collided together, and they made a dull bang. Then the two swords and shadows collapsed at the same time, and the swords were scattered in the air.

Nie Tian saw this scene, and the tight nerves suddenly became loose.

He had to shoot, but Ghost Wu took a step ahead.

"Well?" At this time, the figure of the black-skinned sword fell, and looked at the ghost Wu Can with a gaze, and then went straight to the city.

"Stand up!" Ghost Wucan's face sank and snorted.

The man shot at the crowd and almost killed a lot of people. At this time, he didn’t even say anything, he wanted to go directly into the city, which made the anger of the ghost Wu Can’s anger again.

But the black swordsman did not seem to hear the words of Ghost Wucan and continued to move forward.

Others looked at them with gaze and did not dare to stop.

"Hello, my friend told you to stand, didn't you hear it?" At this time, Jian Jingyun couldn't help it. He stepped out and stopped the black swordsman, and said coldly.

"Roll!" The black swordsman looked at the sword and looked at the sword. It was very mad, and he snorted directly. The sword that was surging all over the body released an undisguised killing.

"Looking for death!" Ghost Wucan was completely irritated, and violently screamed, the figure moved, and the eight savage ghosts screamed down, and a male sword appeared, smashing the past toward the black swordsman.

The black swordsman frowned slightly, but he did not fear at all. He suddenly turned a sword and the sword shadow was cold and chilling.

"Hey!" There was a muffled sound in the air, and then the figure of Ghost Wucan flew straight out. The man was still in the air, and the body trembled, and a blood spurted out.

"Ghost Wucan!" Nie Tian's face changed, and the figure moved, and Ghost Wucan caught.

Ghost Wu crazy saw the ghost Wu Can injured, his face could not help but become Y, but he did not shoot, in his capacity, if it is shot, it seems to be bullying.

Nie Tian figured down, and the palm of his hand poured out a force, and entered the body of Ghost Wucan. The latter's face improved a lot.

Nie Tian looked at the black warrior with a deep gaze, and there was an uncontrollable anger in his eyes.

This person is too arrogant, first directly to the crowd, then he has to sway into the city, and then hurt the ghost Wucan.

Nie Tianshen’s knowledge was swept by the black swordsman, the latter is the main god’s peak strength, and the kendo realm is the soul of the sword.

This strength is the same as Jian Jingyun and Gui Wucan.

Just now, Ghost Wucan shot, obviously only a temptation, and did not really want to kill this black sword. However, the other party is different. One shot is a murderous murder, so it is directly responsible for the ghost.

More importantly, there are still a few blood-grain seals in Ghost Wucan's body that have not been unsealed, so the strength cannot be fully exerted.

If Ghost Wucan and this person have a fair fight, the number of wins and losses is still unknown.

The crowd trembled and whispered.

"Who is this person, so arrogant!"

"This guy is very strong, and his combat power is comparable to that of the highest god!"

"Here is the small **** Wucheng, the site of the Shenwu sword tower. This guy is so arrogant, isn't he afraid of angering the gods sword tower?"

At this point, the black-skinned swordsman did not seem to hear the general public, did not speak at all, still directly into the city.

"Damn! I hurt my friend, do you want to leave like this?" Jian Jingyun is a steady person, but in the face of such a mad performance of the black swordsman, it is also an irresistible, low-pitched, full body swords skyrocketing.

"I will say it again, get out!" The black swordsman saw the sword and the cloud was going to be shot. There was no fear on his face, but he was murderous and cold.

The sword was scared and the sword was horizontal and vertical. It could no longer stand the madness of the other side. Stepping out directly, the body of the sword suddenly fell, like a mountain, pressed against the black sword.

"Do not be self-sufficient!" The black-sworded man's face changed, killing the machine, and the whole body was actually releasing a sword that was extremely smashing.

"Boom!" In the mid-air, the two swords were facing each other, and the void was a shock, and then the terrible sword was raging in the space.

Surprisingly, the swordsman of the Black Swordsman is not stronger than the sword, but it is an instant advantage.

"Hey!" The next moment, a muffled sound came out, and Jian Jianyun figure flew straight out.

"Give me death!" And at this moment, the black swordsman actually stepped on his feet, and the sword of the lore slammed into the sword.

"There was!" Swordsman’s eyes trembled and his face changed. He was in the middle of the air at this time. If he had this sword, the end is absolutely dead.

"Boom!" Just at the moment of life and death, a sword shadow screamed out and smashed toward the black sword.

"Well?" The black swordsman seemed to feel the danger, surprised, and then gave up killing the sword, and the backhand stabbed the sword in the air.

"Boom!" The air banged, although the black swordsman responded extremely quickly, but it was still a slow step, and was affected by the sword shadow. After a few hundred meters back, he almost could not stand, extremely embarrassed.

At the same time, Nie Tian's figure appeared, and the sword was caught.

"Are you okay?" Nie Tian figured down, and the gods perceive the past from the sword and make sure that the latter is fine. This is a relief.

"I'm fine." Jian Jingyun nodded slightly and whispered: "Nie Tian, ​​this guy's sword is strange, you have to be careful."

The sword was also suppressed by the blood-stained seal at this moment, which is also a major reason for his defeat to the black sword.

However, the swordsmanship of the black-sworded swords is indeed somewhat different, unlike the ordinary swordsmen.

Nie Tian nodded, and then his eyes locked on the black swordsman.

"Who are you?" The black swordsman was also watching Nie Tian with a stunned look at his eyes.

The sword of Nie Tian just looked plain and unremarkable, but the sword meaning contained in it made the black warrior feel dangerous.

"You are very arrogant and have arrogant capital." Nie Tian did not answer the black swordsman, but said faintly: "But you did something wrong, that is, arrogant in front of me."

"Well?" The black-sworded man heard Nie Tian's words, his eyes could not help but condense, and then sneered, said: "Bad boy, your words, enough for you to die."