Heavenly Monarch of All Times

"Boom!" Yang Sen's sword fell in the void, and the shadow of the sword screamed and screamed at Nie Tian.

However, at this time, a figure appeared out of thin air, followed by a sharp shadow of the sword.

"Boom!" The two swords shadows collided in the void, and the roar of the air, the terrible swordsmanship raging in the space.

"Hey! Hey!" The next moment, two muffled sounds came out, and the two figures flew out, and then stood firmly in the void.

"You, who are you?" Yang Sen stabilized his body and looked at the opposite person. When he looked at the other person's face, his face could not help but stunned.

How could he not think that the person who had a deadly sword for Nie Tian in a critical moment was actually a six or seven-year-old doll!

"How is this possible? Is it my eye?" The crowd saw the appearance of the emperor's release, but also the horror on the spot, an incredible look, completely unable to believe his eyes.

A six- or seven-year-old child, a sword to block the lofty attack of the late high gods, this is terrible!

The talent revealed by the Emperor Shi Tian can no longer be described as a monster. It is simply a monster.

"He, his sword meaning..." At this time, some people realized that the sword of the emperor's release of the heavens was terrible. It seemed to be the legendary realm of Jianwu in the rumor. He was so surprised and excited that his tongue was full of emotions. I’m spinning around.

Nie Tianyi had a moment, and even regretted it, he should not let the emperor release the sky at this time. The latter is the key to persuading the **** Wu Shou master to advance the evil front sword.

If the emperor's release is too early, you can't make the Shenwu sword master feel enough amazing.

"Who are you?" The emperor's body is standing in the sky, the whole body is stirring a terrible sword, and his eyes are chilling, giving him a strong sense of oppression.

“Hmmm?” Yang Sen’s eyes condensed, his eyes were murderous, and he immediately looked at Xiangyangmu and called: “Big Brother, let’s take the shot and destroy this monster!”

"Good!" Yangmu roared, and then stepped out, standing with Yang Sen, ready to join forces to kill the emperor.

The strength of these two people is very strong. Any one of them has the strength to fight with the emperor. If they join hands, the emperor may not be an opponent.

"The North Sea is three fierce, your second child Yanglin is dead, have you not enough?" At this time, a low-pitched voice sounded, and then a figure appeared behind Nie Tian and the emperor Shi Tian, It is the ghost Wusha.

"Nie Tian, ​​this little friend around you, if I did not misread, but the legend of the sword and the sword!" Ghost Wu crazy came to Nie Tian, ​​said.

Ghost Wu crazy sand has not seen the emperor's release of the sky, at this moment to see, the horror of the heart can be imagined.

He couldn't understand at all, what kind of existence is the emperor's release.

If an ordinary six-year-old child is a swordsman in the legendary world of swords and martial arts, the ghosts and madness of the sand can not be believed.

He feels that the identity of the emperor is absolutely strange!

"Ghost Wu predecessor, he is my friend, the emperor Shi Tian, ​​he is indeed the legend of the sword and Wu." Nie Tian responded faintly to the ghost Wusha, but did not say anything.

Ghost Wu nodded and nodded. He knew what Nie Tian had hidden, but it was not easy to ask directly.

"You, are you a ghostly sand?" At this time, the first of the North Sea's three fierce yang wood finally recognized the ghosts and sands, and suddenly, his face became stiff.

The ghost Wusha appeared here, which made Yangmu never think of it.

"Yangmu, Yangsen, give you three seconds, immediately roll!" Ghost Wu crazy sand looked at Yangmu, sinking and opening, domineering.

With the strength of the ghosts and madness, it is only an instant thing to kill the Yangmu Yangsen brothers, but he must be cautious in his work, because he represents not only himself, but also the Ghost Family behind him.

It is obviously not a wise move to provoke the evil door behind Yang Muyang.

"Ghost Wu crazy sand adults! Good hegemony!" The crowd looked at the ghosts and sands, completely a kind of respectful worship, this is the majesty of the strong.

Yang Muyangsen suddenly stunned, feeling the killing of the ghost Wusha, and could not help but swallow a mouthful of water, showing a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

Although they really want to avenge Yang Lin, but there are ghosts and mad sand, they obviously have no chance.

The best way to face them now is to leave early.

"Go!" Yangmu was very decisive, without hesitation, suddenly turned and prepared to leave.

However, at this time, the void suddenly trembled, and then a figure appeared, a pair of cold eyes staring at Yangmu Yangsen, killing.

"People who hurt my **** sword tower on the evil edge island, want to leave when you pat the P shares, is there such a cheap thing in the world?" The people came to open, the voice is not big, but it gives an extreme The oppressive force of terror.

"This person is so strong!" Nie Tian looked at the person, feeling the breath of the other party, could not help but tremble, my heart screamed.

This person judged from the breath, even more faint than the ghost Wusha, even though his body sword is trying to converge, but it is still difficult to hide the sharpness.

"This person is stronger than Ghost Wu. Is he one of the two swordsmen of Shenwu Jianta?" Nie Tian's eyes locked in, and he guessed.

If the strength of someone in the Shenwu Sword Tower is stronger than that of the Ghost War, then it is definitely the two sword masters.

"Xuan Zang Feng!" At this time, the ghost Wusha recognized the identity of the person, can not help but shouted.

"Teacher!" At the same time, the dance clothes were also excited to open, and the joy was unusual.

Nie Tian heard the voice of the dance dress, could not help but glimpse, did not expect the visitor turned out to be her teacher.

When everyone heard the sound of the ghosts and mad sands, their eyes trembled and they exclaimed.

"Xuan Zang Feng! He is the mysterious man!"

"My goodness, the **** Wu Jianta Wu Jianzhu Xuan Zangfeng adults actually appeared!"

"The mysterious swordsman is the real figure in the sword world. This time, I can witness the style of the sword master, and it is worth the death."

The crowds are talking very much, they are very excited, the kind of hot eyes, can not wait to take out the eyes.

Ghost Wushen and Xuan Zangfeng are both big names in the sword world, but the prestige of the former is obviously weaker than the latter, so people are more shocked by the appearance of Xuan Zangfeng.

"Ghost martial brother, I haven't seen you for a long time." Xuan Zangfeng did not care about the eyes of everyone below. He just looked at the ghost Wusha sand and said hello. Then he turned his eyes to Yangmuyangsen, and said coldly: "Yangmu Yangsen This sword master does not matter how crazy you are outside, but since you came to the evil edge island, you have to give me a tail to be a man. On the evil front island, there is only one word in the field, dead!"

The death word fell, the killing of the eyes of Xuan Zangfeng became strong, the sword of the whole body was surging, and the most terrible murderous machine could break out at any time.

"Well?" Nie Tian saw this scene, could not help but stunned, said in his heart: "Does Xuan Zangfeng kill these two people?"