Heavenly Monarch of All Times

"Step by step!" Hearing the name, everyone was a glimpse, and Qi Qi exclaimed.

"Dust the son!" The merchant came to look at the white man, his eyes trembled.

At the same moment, Nie Tian's eyes were slightly condensed, looking at the white man, his heart was not too small.

However, he was surprised that it was not the strength of the white man but the appearance of the latter.

This man, with a beautiful appearance and muscles like a gel, is more delicate and delicate than most women. If you put on a woman's dress, it is estimated that you will be fascinated by countless men.

And the man's body is not tall, it is a little higher than the normal woman.

At this time, the white man stood in the air, and the white clothes flew like snow, just like the white lotus in the air.

He called the dust, like the mysterious, is also a warrior in the nine sons.

Moreover, he ranks sixth among the nine sons, even higher than the ninth!

"Step by step, I didn't expect you to come too." Xuanxu Gongzi apparently did not think that the dust would appear. After the reaction, he said with a gloomy face.

"You can come, I can't come if I can't walk in the dust?" Steps faintly smile, ask a question, the figure flutters in the air, like a ghost, blocking between Nie Tian and Xuan Xugong.

"Step by step, the matter of this son, you better not to intervene!" Xuan Xuzi looked at the dust, his face sank, said coldly.

"Xuanxu, with your strength, bullying a fourth-order pseudo-sacred warrior, don't you feel a bit too much?" Steps and laughed softly, looking at the mysterious son, his posture was extremely provocative.

"Step by step, you leave now, this son did not happen anything, if not, Hugh blame this son is ruthless!" Xuan Xuan suddenly sinking, cold and threatening.

"Otherwise?" Stepping through the brow, he said coldly: "Otherwise, what do you want?"

When everyone saw this scene, his face changed slightly and his eyes lit up.

Anyone can feel the scent of gunpowder between the mysterious and the dust.

These two are the strongest of the nine sons. If it is a battle, it must be very exciting.

Nie Tian is a faint smile, and the figure is back.

Since someone is dissatisfied with the mystery, he is certainly willing to be a bystander.

"Step by step, you bully me too much!" At this time, Xuan Xuan violently screamed, the whole body of the sword suddenly broke out, like a stormy waves, rolling in the void.

"If this is the case, then let's take it." Steps to face the wrath of anger, a smile, a slender sword behind, suspended in the air, looks a bit like a sword, but more like a The root is enlarged by the needle.

"God is light and dusty!" Xuanxu looked at the slender sword behind the dust, and could not help but sink his face, and both eyes shivered slightly.

He did not expect that the dust had already been cultivated to the realm of the super-Sword.

The sword of the Yuanling, the dust of the heavens, is much more intense than before.

The light of heaven and earth is suspended in the air, and the fierce atmosphere is filled with thousands of meters around the space. The terrible pressure is suffocating.

"Good sword!" Nie Tian's heart trembled a little, and the surprise was not small.

The most direct breath he feels above the light of heaven and earth is the fierceness, the sharpness and the ultimate breath.

The nine sons of the nine sons appeared, all of them were swordsmen, and the martial arts realm was so high that Nie Tian looked.

"Xuanxu, let's fight. Let me see, your Qianshan Xuankun, still not as strong as before." Steps and coldly open, standing with hands, like the peerless sword god, sharp to the extreme.

"嚣张! Really be afraid of you?" Xuan Xuan roar like a beast, the body of the sword suddenly broke out, a violent sword, the impact in the void, the surrounding space has become dim, dim yellow depression.

"Boom!" The next moment, Xuan Kun Xuan Kun in the hands of Xuan Xuan shot, suddenly appeared in the sky a mountain shadow, like a dark cloud, shrouded over, the sky is dull, the sun and the moon are eclipsed.

The sword is used to condense the mountains, and the breath of the majesty bursts out in a flash.

Nie Tian's eyes were slightly concealed, and I didn't expect the meaning of Xuanxu's sword. It was so magnificent, it was comparable to the peak knife.

"Hey, is that just the case?" Stepping into the dust felt the pressure of the face, but it was a sneer, the light of the heavens and the light was shaking in the air, and the swords and swords came out fiercely, and the harsh voice suddenly came out in the void. It seems that the space is torn.

Nie Tian’s eyes were once again condensed, and he was amazed at the fierceness of the sword.

Xuanxu and stepping into the dust two people, one sword is arrogant, one sword is sharp, and both are the nine-step pseudo-sacred strength, super-spiritual swords, but it is quite a bit of meaning.

"Oh..." The next moment, two terrible forces collided together, and the sharp swordsman was actually in a moment, tearing all the shadows of the mountains.

"Hey!" Immediately, a fierce sword and mans, very incomparable, released a terrible murderous, and came to the mysterious.

The mysterious eyes were condensed, and the face changed immediately. Qianshan Xuankun was in the air, and a sword was swept out of the air, blocking the desperate sword.

However, his figure is forced to go backwards a few steps, it seems very embarrassing.

"The two terrible people, it really is not the nine sons!" The crowd looked at the scene above the sky, his eyes trembled and amazed.

The strength of mysterious and stepping dust is beyond the expectations of everyone, and it is terrible.

However, compared to the strength of the dust, it seems to be much stronger than the mystery.

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After all, in the first move, the dust has taken a big advantage.

"The swordsmanship of these two people is evenly matched. It is just the use of the sword to the sword. It has reached the extreme, far from being comparable." Nie Tian brows up, and his heart secretly said.

He was amazed that the control of the sword's intentions was so horrible and extremely extreme.

"Xuanxu, you haven't seen it for so many years, your strength has not only not been enhanced, but it has also weakened." Stepping into the air, cold and arrogant, ridiculed: "It is really disappointing."

"Damn!" Xuanxu was irritated, like a wild beast, a pair of eyes blushing and bloody, the whole body of the sword is rising, the whole person is like a mountain, standing in the void.

"A good and powerful atmosphere!" The crowd looked at the mystery, and was shocked by the momentum of the latter, and could not help but exclaim.

The momentum that Xuanxu reveals at this moment is really too strong and shocking.

However, Nie Tian was twitching at the corner of his mouth and shook his head and said: "We must win the game."

Genius confrontation, the outcome is only between one thought.

Steps are as calm as water, and between the laughter and the temper, the temper is violent, and this determines, and the illusion will be defeated.

If Xuanxuan can stabilize the mind and slowly drag the battle, there may not be no chance.

But now, he is angry, then he is lost!

"Xuan Kun sword, Qianfeng!" And at this time, Xuanxu whispered, the figure moved, and the hands of Qianshan Xuan Kun roared out.

"Hey! Boom and bang..." The emptiness trembled a little, and the sound of a sword screamed, and then there were countless swords in the air, like the raging anger, and rushing toward the dust!