Fantasy: Sign in at the beginning of Yanyun Eighteen Riders

Wrapping around Guan Yu's huge phantom.

Accompanied by the vast sword glow.

"Stab!"

It's like a heavenly knife facing the dust.

When the blade that destroys the world passes by.

The frenzied tornadoes in the surrounding area were all smashed and collapsed when they encountered this blade.

There were screams, and even more blood mist drifted.

When the blade dissipated.

Originally there were hundreds of tornadoes, but at this time only a few dozen were left sparsely, but they also tended to be dimmed at this time.

It seems that it will dissipate at any time.

In other words, hundreds of holy land masters fell directly under Guan Yu's knife, leaving only the dozen or so people in front of them.

And at this time, they were also in a state of embarrassment. Although they blocked the destructive blade, they were also injured.

Blood was spitting out of the mouth, and his eyes were extremely dim at this moment.

Even Holy Master Huangfeng had a faint knife mark on his chest at this moment.

The light in his eyes flickered on and off, and he didn't know what was going on in his heart.

And the outsiders watching the battle.

But the figure is fixed in place.

Never thought that such a scene would happen.

"hiss!"

The sound of gasping for air rang out one after another.

Finally, looking at Lu Yu's figure, awe flickered inexplicably in his eyes.

How strong is the power behind someone who can be protected by such a master?

Even Pang Lingxuan who was next to the eldest princess had splendor in her eyes, now in her eyes.

Shengzi Kaiyang is much worse than Lu Yu.

And at this time.

The Holy Master Huangfeng spoke, and he stared at Guan Yudao below.

"This seat has been in the world for many years, I didn't expect to see such a master today!"

The voice was a little muffled.

And just after his voice fell.

Guan Yu said coldly.

"Stop rambling, look at the knife!"

When his voice sounded, the deity moved again.

The Qinglong Yanyue Saber pierced through the air, rippling endlessly.

This time, Mount Tai appeared to be overwhelmed, and the target was the Holy Master Huangfeng.

"hold head high!"

The green dragon beside him roared again, and the phantom behind him also slashed out a sword glow.

For a time, the sky was covered by Dao Gang.

At this moment, Holy Master Huangfeng's eyes flashed with astonishing light.

As Guan Yu's blade fell, he felt endless pressure.

Do not hesitate.

With a wave of the palm, a layer of Gang Qi was spread on the top of the head.

Want to resist this blow.

However, if Guan Yu's attack is so easy to resist, he is not considered a top general.

"boom!"

The moment the knife glow collided with the gangster energy.

The stellar energy shield above the head shattered like glass in an instant.

Then, the blade landed on top of his head.

"Stab!"

The majestic Lord Huangfeng fell in an instant.

He died on the battlefield, and his body was directly chopped off.

But Guan Yu at this time did not stop there.

As soon as the blade turns, it sweeps out.

How can those people from the Yellow Wind Holy Land who have been terrified for a long time resist such an attack.

When the blade swung, he was killed.

Guan Yu at this moment is the god above the wasteland.

Reflecting the entire world, other people's legends are legends after all.

But this existence, on this ancient wasteland today, killed a person from the Holy Land.

The majestic majesty is revealed, and it is destined to be famous in the mainland.

After killing the people from the Yellow Sand Holy Land.

Guan Yu still did not gather the momentum behind him.