The silent stone temple was suddenly interrupted by a sneer. Everyone looked at it and saw Zong Shouzheng carrying a sword and walking in one step. Each step is more rapid than the previous step, and gradually turns away. On the face, the meaning is ridiculous. The pupils in the eyes are scattered and there is no focal length, as if they are unconscious.

However, at the moment, in the hearts of the people, they only felt a feeling of incomprehensibility, and suddenly came.

I feel that I am at the moment, it is dangerous to the extreme.

The look of Xuanyuantong is even more chilly. Silently put a shovel hanging from the waist side in his hand.

Knowing such a sword, his empty hand is already blocked!

In the next moment, I saw Zong Shou, and the figure was at this moment, and it was accelerated to the extreme!

If he said that before, his figure is a breeze. At this moment, it is like a screaming wind, swooping.

The sword light flashes and hangs directly. Hit the shovel and make a bang, a crack. Immediately rushing and thundering.

Xuanyuan wrinkled his frown and stepped back. All the power to withstand, let out the foot. On the iron rock, there was a deep pit left.

The sword of Zongshou, but only a little retreat, and then hit the end, hit the door. Xuanyuan is not moving, calm, and then in the hands of the shackles, across the eyes.

Then it was another sharp force, and it hit. Can not help but retreat, above the ground slate, and again broken gravel. The hurricane surged and the swords were scattered, so that the roof was cut and countless gravel.

And these two hits are just the beginning. The sound of the sword and the cross, began to shatter, "Hey, the sound, like a wrought iron, quite rhythm. But after an instant, it turned into a squally shower. That crisp and sharp, not even, like rain and banana The first sound has not yet fallen, and the last sound has been heard.

At this moment, Zong Shou seems to have turned into a humanoid storm, a crazy sword, and a crazy sniper. It seems that there is no rule, but every sword is forced to defend the Xuanyuantong.

Almost every sword made Xuanyuan take a step back and stepped on a slate.

It is simply to reverse the previous situation. At that time, Xuanyuantong was like a rolling boulder, and it forced the Zongshou to crush.

At this moment, before the storm of Zongshou, Xuanyuantong was still under the storm, but still had to retreat and had to loosen!

"Impossible! Never!"

The pace of Xuanyuantong was steady, and the pace of the camp began to withdraw.

In these dozens of interest, even the ninety swords, even retreat 90 steps! Almost returned to the original place before the war.

At the moment, the eyes of Xuanyuantong are all inconspicuous. He does not care about the outcome, the stronger the swordsmanship of Zongshou, the more tyranious he is, the more he is happy.

It’s just a little puzzled. This repeated blows, the sword of Zong Shou, is simply a violation of the common sense of martial arts!

Even if it is a combination of Lingwu and Wushu, even if it is a combination of spirit and martial arts, the power carried by Zong Shoujian can compete with him. After all, its body, it is only the beginning of the first round, the first into a congenital martial artist!

At the moment, almost every shot is a struggle. Generally speaking, Zong Shou is never able to maintain such a strong force for a long time. The accumulation of the shock of each strike is enough to make Zong Shou’s body shocked!

How did he maintain such a high-intensity sword? Why is it not only that it is not obvious, but it seems that a sword is stronger than a sword?

Speaking of the strength that he has made, every time he confronts the guardian Thunder sword, he will be deprived of some.

There is also this sword, the concentration is terrible, the high-speed rotation, like a pointed cone, looks very strange.

Xuanyuan is a micro-motion in the heart, carefully observed. I found out that my own anti-seismic force was actually just in contact with Zong Shou's blade, and it was spiraled by the water and fire, and it was directly rolled to the periphery with the centrifugal force generated by high-speed rotation. The psionic spirit that overflowed with it dissipated. Some of them are directly sucked up by Zong Shou, and I don’t know what method I used. I actually countered it in the next moment!

The strength of the real earthquake to the body of the Zongshou is less than one tenth.

Therefore, the thunder sword is constantly stabbing and constantly piercing!

No wonder! From the beginning to the end, he can be like a wave of waterfalls, surging. No wonder this offensive is a wave of strength. If this battle goes on, will it not be stronger and stronger?

In the chest micro-shock, Xuanyuan Tong also felt the pulse of the body's abdomen, and suddenly twisted. The heart could not help but slammed into the bottom of the valley.

"This is too abnormal! Actually, I haven't stopped yet. What kind of medicine did our family have?"

Also hiding in the corner, for the home of the prostitute to cover the wind of the tiger Central Plains, I only feel that my heart, a numbness.

He also felt Xuan Tong Tong, who used force to suppress Zong Shou and was suspected of bullying. At the moment, it is also a sympathy for Xuanyuantong.

What is the combination of Lingwu and Wu, is it so powerful? Strong enough to this extent? Straight to the ninth order, the Xuanyuan pass is not half-tempered.

One must know that even if it is impossible to use the infuriating Xuanyuantong, it is very powerful.

The more qi training is cultivated to the depths, the clearer the gap between each order. It is not just pure strength, bones, blood, but also endurance, spiritual awareness, and all aspects of enhancement. In addition, there are more insights into the martial arts, and the innate martial arts, Wu Zong, Xuanwu Zong. The gap between these three major orders is even more impossible to measure!

Even if you add the sorcerer who stayed in the night, the same is true!

Therefore, the Central Plains of the Tigers directly put Zong Shou on the label of ‘metamorphosis.

The first snow and the ears, at this moment is a trace of blood flowing down. That continually resounded in the temple, the sound of 铿锵, the Wu Zong under the four veins of the temple, or no influence. For her, it is uncomfortable, constantly impacting the eardrum.

Fortunately, there is a tiger in the Central Plains, such as a barrier, standing in front of you.

Although it is because of the swordsmanship in this hall, it is still cold and hot, and it can still be supported.

However, at the moment, the first snow is more worried, but it is still the Zongshou over there, sighing and sighing: "The young master is estimated to be mad!"

"Frenzy?" Tiger Zhongyuan looked awkward: "What do you mean? Is it true that the world has been in the past?"

"It means the violent blackening, but also the words of the lesser bishop!"

The first snow explained with the mouth: "The previous time was in Danling Mountain. The traitor was because Yin Shu and I were insulted. The young master was very angry. As a result, the 18 rafts of Ling Yunzong were cut and painted. Twelve days. The snow is good."

"Hibis? Tianfu?"

The tiger was originally confused, and immediately it was ‘嘶, a sigh of breath, sucking a chill: “It’s Ming Jiantai and Tian Futai!”

The reason is that with the Zongyuan next to him, there is a face to face, and the face is unbelievable.

The two tens of thousands of years of arrogance, known as the unbreakable Xiao Luo Tianjian array, eighteen days, so broken? And is it from the world?

With Zong Shou for so long, he has never heard of this. Lingyunzong, why is there no news?

It’s just that Zong Shou is in this situation, I’m afraid that this son, I’m really a bit broken!

The heart was shocked for a moment, and the tiger was able to breathe a sigh of relief. It is really bad to feel that my state of mind is cultivated. Decide to keep things calm in the future, no matter what you do or not.

Looking at the moon for a while, I heard the first snow and said: "I guess the world is going to lose, and it’s almost three quarters now. Don’t be beaten by the Xuanyuan City Lord."

Hu Zhongyuan also quite nodded with the same feeling. He followed Zong Shou for many times, and he also knew the Zong Shou, and his physical strength was extremely weak.

Within an hour, it can be strong enough to make him feel fear only. But after one or two hours, the whole person has to kneel down.

However, Zong Shou and Xiu Ling Law, even at that time, are not something that others can scorn.

With the soul of the sword, even stronger!

However, at this moment, it is not only a combination of spiritual and martial arts, but naturally it is not only the spirit and the law. The strength of Xuanyuantong is, after all, stronger, and it is infinitely close to the heavens. Just staying for a while, Zong Shou can only let the slaughter.

Once again, the tiger slashed the knife, and the tiger was originally filled with all the gods, ready to look at the distance. Although I know that even if I shoot, it is mostly useless, but I also need to try one or two.

It is impossible to really sit down and look at Xuanyuantong and wound Zong Shou.

Zongyuan is next to him, but he smiles coldly: "What is nervous? He has won the world!"

Seeing the Central Plains and the first snow, they all looked at it with contempt. Zongyuan provoked an eye-catching eyebrow, and then dismissed a grin: "Two idiots, go to see their feet!"

The tiger's original brow wrinkled, looking at the past along the line of Zongyuan, and the eyes were also slightly shocked.

Xuanyuan Tong was still very heavy before, and the tight pace of the Zhangfa was actually a mess.

It’s like a mountain, it’s shaking at the moment, it’s loose, it’s crashing!

The shovel in the hand is also the left and right squat, and there is no previous calmness.

Inexplicable, Hu Zongyuan thought of Xuanyuantong before, the words of the infuriating language are the flaws of the practice, have already occurred?

The sound of the sword slamming is still ringing in the temple~lightnovelpub.net~ but it is gradually becoming scattered and the rhythm is completely changed.

Just ten swords, Xuanyuantong has been forced into the wall behind the stone temple. The sound of the singer of Zong Shou, also sounded again.

"Sow it!"

The blood was slightly sprinkled, and the tip of the thunder sword stabbed into the left hand of Xuanyuantong. The slightest force, the iron shovel, has already been thrown away.

Xuanyuan Tong could not help but look pale against the wall, and the sword of Zongshou was once again raised in the air, seemingly wanting to sneak down.

At the top of the tiger’s head, Suddenly, it was a cold sweat.

My own son, today married a Tan Tao, a Luo Wei, a Zhu Jun waiting is not enough. Is it true today that I have to beat my own old man?

Ah, how can this be done?

I was rushing forward, and I was worried for a while. However, I saw the Zong Shou body week, and the heaven and earth psionic power that gathered together was dissipating. And that thin figure, it seems that it suddenly lost the spirit of the gods, the whole person planted forward, fell in the arms of Xuanyuantong.