The city of Monkey King

Kunlun Mountain, the Qing Dynasty outside the Daqianjian array.

A peak in the north, where the ten elders of Kunlun are located, is also the central core of the current Kunlun disciples.

However, at this moment, all the disciples were excited.

"Upper sword!"

"It is the sword!"

"Really the sword!"

"Look, the sword has flown out of the sword array!"

"..."

All the Kunlun disciples, including Zhao Wenzhao's nine people, including the wine madman, were horrified watching this sword from the sword.

Accompanied by the sword of the Qing Dynasty, there is also a voice of sorrowful swords.

When I heard the sound of this sword, all the Kunlun disciples suddenly trembled in their hearts.

An ominous premonition permeates the hearts of every disciple.

"Kunlun disciples listened to orders."

When the sword of the upper Qing dying came, a voice came out through the sword and echoed in the heavens and the earth outside.

This is the voice of Han Xiu.

When the sound came out, Kunlun’s 80,000 disciples were all kneeling with their swords.

Even the wine madman is the same.

everyone…

They are all watching the Kunlun Shangqing sword, and the eyes are red and the extreme!

Everyone is guessing... Next, what is going to happen.

"I Han Xiu..."

Before Kunlun Songyunfeng, Qin Feng's body, the pattern of the green gold ray is getting brighter and brighter, and the sword array has been completely formed.

In front of him, Han Xiu held his hand and stood faint.

"I Han Xiu, the body of the 72nd generation of Kunlun..."

The opening here, the sound is resounding outside the Kunlun Mountains.

Resounding in the north of the mountain peak, fell into the ears of 80,000 Kunlun disciples.

"Lu Changyi, this cabinet will pass the Kunlun Shangqing sword to you. From now on, you are the 73rd cabinet owner of Kunlun."

Han Xiu’s voice echoed between the heavens and the earth.

When you hear this sentence, the eyes are already red and the extreme!

The Kunlun peaks, black light shrouds everything.

A lighter group that was more magnificent than before, appeared in the space above, and the eyes of the tyrants were extremely fierce.

"Go to hell!"

爻 狠 狠 laugh, fierce hands pressed, black light group with the momentum of crushing everything, toward Qin Feng and Han Xiu fell.

Qin Feng, shrouded in a sword array, clenched his fists tightly at the moment, hammering forward and kneeling on top of this sword array. In front of him, Han Xiu’s soul was already illusory to the extreme.

Han Xiu will use all the power of the soul of the sword to shape this life-saving sword array for Qin Feng.

Above the sky, the huge black light group is already about to fall.

‘叮~’

However, at this time, Qin Feng suddenly stunned, and a light ringing tone came from his ear. That was...Junling.

This ringtone, but he heard it, Han Xiu also heard it.

Both of them are subconsciously looking at the head. From the south side of Kunlun Mountain, there is a golden cloud. At this moment, they are rushing and galloping, and they have passed through the Qing Dynasty.

On the cloud, there are two women.

Nangong Yiren, Yunling.

The Nantang Yi people's goddess spirits can cross all enchantments, and naturally it also includes this Shangqing Daqianjian array.

"Linger."

Han Xiu, this is his first time... and Yunling, and his daughter, really look at each other.

Yunling on the somersault cloud saw this scene and saw the huge black light group on that day. She saw Qin Feng and saw Han Xiu...

She heard the voice of Han Xiu.

He heard that he was calling his name...

This is my father.

"father…"

I don't know why, when it was with Han Xiu's eyes, Yun Ling subconsciously shouted out this extremely strange word, the voice is very small, but it is still introduced into Han Xiu's ear.

Han Xiu heard the word, and the whole person was suddenly stunned. He is stunned.

But after this embarrassment, his face turned to smile, showing a very happy smile, enough... enough!

I can see my daughter before I die, and I can hear her yell at the last moment.

No regrets!

No regrets in this life...!

‘Soft, have you heard that? Our daughter...she, shouted at me. ’

‘Just soft, sorry... I lost my appointment. ’

At the last glance, Han Xiu looked at the direction of Tianzhufeng, and his eyes were full of warmth.

It was also at this moment that the black light group formed by the tyrants completely fell down and covered the entire Songyun Peak.

Throughout the Kunlun Mountains, it was suddenly dead.

Just just over the breath, bang!

The whole Songyun Peak, completely burst into powder, from here for the center, a mad black aperture, sweeping away from all directions, all the peaks, in this aperture, are directly collapsed into powder.

"Han Xiu!"

The voice of Qin Feng sounded at the moment when Song Yunfeng collapsed.

His whole body of swords swayed under the impact, but it was not shattered. As Han Xiu expected, he used his own swordsmanship to gather the sword array, which is enough to protect Qin Feng three quarters of an hour.

"Hey! Hey!!"

The tendon cloud is very spiritual. When the black light group explodes, it quickly retreats. At the same time, there is a golden cloud condensed into a rope, which will hold Yunling tightly and prevent her from leaving.

Yunling at this moment, like crazy, shouting the name that has never been called, tearing heart, tears... breaking down the bank.

“爹...爹...爹!!”

Just like the screaming sound of the world, the black light is covered with Kunlun, and the peaks collapse.

The Qing dynasty swords, this moment, scattered.

When they are scattered, they are dead.

On the north side of the mountain, the madman who squatted on the ground on one knee, when he saw the swordsman's dispersal, the whole person suddenly looked up and looked at the scattered swords and smashed.

That is his brother!

Growing up with him since childhood, eating together, playing together, practicing swords together, and spending the hundreds of years together.

Whether it is past or present, no matter what Han Xiu did.

He has always admired his brother, and he is the goal of transcendence and worship.

But today...

he's gone.

One knee squatting into a pair of knees, broken sleeves flying, wine madman to the Kunlun disciples, toward the direction of Kunlun Peak, Shantou.

At the moment when you crouched down, you trembled fiercely.

The red eyes are no longer tolerable, a big man, the sword of the famous Kyushu is not drunk, crying out loud! Cry!

Hey!

The Kunlun Shangqing sword fell in front of the liquor madman, the wind, screaming, screaming, and shouting.

"Congratulation to the owner!"

Zhao Wenzhao, who is behind him, is a disciple.

80,000 Kunlun disciples.

"Congratulation to the owner!"

"Congratulation to the owner!"

"..."

Eighty thousand disciples, each one is red-eyed, with one knee and two knees, facing the direction of the main peak of Kunlun.

The 80,000-handed swords that were carried behind him were all sounding from the sound of swords, and they rushed to the sky, and the volley was in this world.

The early yang in the east has already risen completely, and it has been dyed red for half a day.

The first repair of Yunshui, with the power of one person to bear the world of Kyushu, for the sake of the life, gave up all of their own, willing to bear all the nickname.

Real life hero!

Really a big man!

Real hero!

His name is Han Xiu! 2k novel reading network