Plundering the Heavens

The eyes of Fang Xing have gradually changed, and the plan is gradually realized.

At the moment, Xiao Jianming barely paused, and continued to force him to the side. His expression was cold and the sword was like a frost. The iron sword in the palm of the hand continually turned into an amazing vision, and the power of the scorpion pressed against the square. He always felt that the party was almost unable to hold under his own hand. It seemed that in the next second, he could be put under the sword. , just need to add a little more strength, and then take out a sword...

"You are simply a poor person, a conspiracy or a trick, and you will eventually lose!"

In the cold voice, Xiao Jianming stabbed a sword "Quan Frost"!

In the frosty vision, Fang Fang’s face was pale, and he went back and forth again and again.

"You, always like a cockroach ant on Xiao's fingertips, is very incomparable, but can't escape the fate of being crushed by me!"

In the ridicule, Xiao Jianming made a "breaking light"!

"Puff puff……"

The party lined up the three or four golden diamonds, and the barriers were lifted, but they were broken under this sword, and a sword wound was added to the body.

Always in a downwind, it seems that the next second will die, but it will always die, or live and jump...

Xiao Jianming was a little impatient, and Senran shouted: "Xiao Mou today, let you realize the gap with me!"

In the loud drink, the sword is like electricity, which makes a style "into nine days"!

Jianguang is like a trainer, and he has swept straight to the side.

Qingyun Jiujian has the strongest power and is the most expensive sword.

Xiao Jianming has never used this sword when he feels that he can suppress the party. He feels that he does not need to waste the aura.

Until this time. He also felt that something was wrong. I decided to use this sword. A sword kills a party.

At this moment, Fang Dao suddenly burst into laughter and greeted Xiao Jianming’s dazzling sword light. His face suddenly lost the solemn horror of his side, his expression became relaxed, his arms A vibrating, Qinglong Biyan knife set up, the strength is thick. It was able to withstand the sword, and the air of the sword broke out in an awkward way. The airflow of the smashing shot made him jump in his clothes, but he did not take a step back.

This seems to be an invincible sword, so it is so resistant...

Xiao Jianming’s angry and arrogant face appeared a trace of pride, and even felt like he suddenly changed his opponent.

Fang Fang’s expression was very calm, and he didn’t care about the sword. His eyes were cold and he looked at Xiao Jianming with a smile. He said: “You are angry? Angry? I killed one of your animals. You Is it so irritating, so so distressed? Then do you know... Five years ago, when you saw a sword and smashed hundreds of people from the Ghost Valley, what did I think?"

"Ok?"

Xiao Jianming suddenly shocked, and then he flew back and threw three feet, and trembled: "You..."

Fang Xing went to the ground with a big knife and stood in the slate. His hands slowly picked up the law, and the mouth whispered: "Yes, I am the tenth thief who escaped. I came to take revenge. Xiao Jianming ,are you ready?"

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Xiao Jianming looked at the deep hatred of the side of the line with horror. Suddenly he understood a lot of things. Why did he clearly approach him with unprecedented goodwill when he was in the barren hills? As a result, the little devil did not appreciate it at all, but he was hostile to himself. Strong, and why this little devil is not as good as himself, but he always feels inexplicable danger in him...

That's it!

It is no wonder that in the first place, he could not find the tenth dagger who escaped from the Ghost Valley.

It turned out that he was not a sinister adult in his own imagination, but a ten-year-old boy!

It turned out that he did not stay in Chuxi, but quietly came to Qingyunzong and became his own younger brother...

"... Where is the treasure?"

Xiao Jianming flashed countless thoughts in his mind, and finally blurted out, but this is the sentence.

What he has been mourning for is what his uncle said, the strange treasure that has flowed out of the nine.

The upper limit of the refinement of the memory of the above-mentioned monks.

For this unique treasure, he spent four years in Chuxi, working with those disgusting people from the rivers and lakes, killing no less than a thousand people, exhausting all methods, and even delaying the practice, but he has not found the whereabouts of this treasure. ......

"That is the same treasure, it is in my hands, do you want it?"

Fang Xingsen laughed, and the law was completed. The back of the door opened with two golden feathers and wings, and the sword was so impressive.

"Come and take it!"

"call out……"

In this way, Fang Xing has taken the initiative to attack, the golden wings wrap, the volley flies, turned into golden light.

"Hey..."

At the time of his rush, more than a dozen golden swords have been condensed in the air. Just like the essence, even in the air, they have sounded a similar real metal collision, which is slightly sweet, splitting the air and killing the air.

"Qingyun Yijian locks Hengjiang..."

Xiao Jianming was shocked, his body was retreating, and the sword was unfolding.

He started the defensive for the first time because he felt an inexplicable crisis...

"Hey..."

A sword is swaying, and Xiao Jianming seems to have a big river in front of him. The river chain is interlocked.

The moon is empty, and the iron lock is across the river.

Any swords and even hostility were blocked by the river and stopped outside the lock.

The defensive inside the Qingyun Jiujian, lock Hengjiang!

This sword was displayed, and it was like a lock on the Hengjiang River, refusing the enemy.

"Fighting..."

The sword light hit, squatting on the iron chain, all broken and destroyed.

Seeing the square, the eyes are cold, and the Xuan Zang is submerged, and more Jianguang whistling out.

"Hey..."

The golden light flashes, and the sky is like a winged sword.

Thirty-six Jianguang, the strongest one hundred thousand swords that can be operated by Fang Xing.

"Hey..."

The vision is broken!

In front of Jianguang, which is enough to reverse the Baizhang Waterfall, the sword will be destroyed in the face of Jianguang, and the sword will be shattered, the chain will be broken, the river will be destroyed, and the vision will be swept away. There are seven or eight roads left, and the whistling screams at him. Xiao Jianming was shocked. The iron sword is desperately waving. A few words opened, and there are still four or five roads on his body.

"Hey..."

The white shirt is broken, the blood is splashed, and Xiao Jianming's broken kite usually flies out.

Although he was desperately working to protect his body while the sword was coming, he was still seriously injured.

After all, this is not a law, but the secret law of the Dapeng family.

Powerful. It is the foundation of the monk who encountered a headache.

"Who do you think I am? Xiaoye is going to trample on the people who help the palace, and you want to grab my things?"

The party roared, and it was unreasonable. The two golden wings were unfolding behind them. They flew up and the sword was light.

Previously, Xiao Jianming drove the Iron Eagle and attacked him from the air.

Nowadays, he launched the plundering power of the 100,000 swords and began to suppress Xiao Jianming in the air.

"Hey..."

Feathered swords have fallen.

If the rain is heavy, it is as colorful as it is. Covered all the space within a radius of ten feet.

Xiao Jianming slammed the iron sword and left and right. Shi Zhan Qingyun Jiujian block.

But it didn't work. Although it opened a few swords that were stabbing himself, it was suddenly more than seven or eight wounds.

He was already full of fear at this time, and he looked incredibly at the way he was forced to come.

He could hardly believe that the line was so strong, it was like watching a sly fox suddenly become a tiger.

The fox is a headache, but the tiger is terrifying!

At the time of Xiaoqianyan, the disciples of the Qingyun Yunzong also screamed at their mouths and were speechless.

"This... this little devil is actually pressing Xiao brother to fight..."

"Does he want to win?"

"What kind of spell is this? He has no sword in his hand. Why is the sword so fierce?"

In the stands, Xiaoshan River suddenly stood up, his eyes stunned: "This is not the secret of our Qingyun sect!"

Chen Xuanhua also looked shocked and guessed: "How is this so like the secret of the demon king of Qingyunzong three hundred years ago? Is it... three hundred years ago, Bai Qianzhang’s uncle When Wang was king, he forced out its secret technique and passed it on to this little devil. No wonder... No wonder... No wonder this little ghost dares to challenge the sword, and it turns out that it depends..."

"The hateful little devil, it turns out that he really has a demon Xuanzang in his body, but at the beginning he played me..."

The bluebird elders showed their hatred, and the cold said.

Iron is like a madman, and he muttered: "This little devil is hiding deep, and has never been exposed."

Everyone thought that they had guessed the true secret of Fang Xing, and the mood was extremely complicated.

Although the demon Xuanzang is more than a true inheritance of the white, it is also a great help for the battle.

When it comes to the real power, Qingyun Jiujian can't compare with it.

Today's Xiao Jianming can support it, purely because this little devil is too low, can't fully control this, and exert its true power, and Xiao Jianming has also worked hard in Qingyun Jiujian.

However, this is so, looking at this situation, Xiao Jianming is also lost.

The elders looked at Xiaoshan River intentionally or unintentionally.

They did not believe that Xiao Shanhe would let the only blood of Xiao’s generation be killed on the stage, and they must be rescued.

Unexpectedly, Xiaoshan River did not forcefully stop the meaning of this war. Instead, he smiled and said: "It’s ridiculous, this little devil really thinks that a group of masters who are not yet well-versed can win the swordsmanship?" A cold, shouted to Xiao Qianyan: "Jian Ming, what are you waiting for, when you don't need that thing, when?"

Xiao Jianming, who was struggling to support Xiao Qianyan, heard this sound and suddenly said: "Yes, how did I forget that thing?"

The thought flashed past, and he gnawed his teeth and said: "Little devil, do you really think I won?"

In the roar, he suddenly bite the tip of his tongue, and a blood spit on the iron sword in the palm of his hand.

"Hey..."

The iron sword was stained with his life and blood, and immediately squeaked and screamed.

On the dark sword, there is a faint rune appearing, swirling, and a powerful and unmatched breath released from the sword.

This breath, rich as the essence, covering the sky, instantly enveloped the entire Xiaoyanyan.

This is already a force that has surpassed the limits of the spiritual monk.

"The power of the monk in the foundation period!"

Iron was astonished and stunned. He got up and said: "This is a ban, this is not his strength!"

The lord Chen Xuanhua was also wrinkled and looked at Xiaoshan River.

They are old and fine, and they naturally look out. The power released by Xiao Jianming’s iron sword is not his personal, but the foundation-based monk is sealed with the secret sword on the sword. You can use Xiao Jianming’s life. The blood unblocks the power and releases it. It is simply a blow to the monk who built the foundation. It is already an external force.

Undoubtedly, the seal of this power in it, naturally is Xiaoshan River.

"Hey, when the little devil defeated Hua Wanye with the symbol and the instrument, did he also use external force? Now Jianming untied the seal on the iron sword and released the power that I gave him the body. The same is true. The way of his people is to cure his own body!" Xiaoshan River is cold and cold, facing the eyes of everyone, disdain and sneer: "Otherwise, do you really think that I will let the sword be in danger?"

"Okay, we admit defeat!"

There is something wrong with the iron in the words of the singer, but this is not the time to defend. He hurriedly stood up and said loudly.

If it wasn't because Xiao Qianyan had only a few of them, he could force it to open from the outside. He had already shot himself.

No matter how strong the strength of the party, it is impossible to survive under the full force of a monk who built the foundation.

To this end, he would rather admit defeat.

I did not expect that Xiaoshan River was a cold smile, and said: "They are not over yet, what are they urgent?" (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!

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