The space of a full five hundred feet, whether it is as strong as the Xuanwu realm, as well as weak as a worm, is completely fixed!

It is not that time and space are frozen, but a huge pressure, which is imposed on everyone.

Zong Shou itself is not familiar with this martial art. With the sword and the boxing, it is even more ambiguous.

It was the sword that swept away completely, not only the Xuanwu sects and the returning spirits who tried to escape. Even the people of their own side are oppressed by this Shen Xiong sword.

The people present at the scene, only the tigers, and the martial arts who have reached the top of the seven veins, can still move. However, they all feel that they are bound by their hands and feet. It is like being trapped inside a quagmire and their actions are blocked.

In the midair, the fog is really alive and the tiger is often, but the body is still in the air.

Zong Shou, this sword, although it is beyond its control, still has a small half of the oppressive power, which is added to the two.

They have tried their best and can't recover the previous ones.

And the eyes are more illusory, as if on his own body, it is really suppressing the mountains and seas, and the pressure is even more.

The fog is really full of eyes, how can you die here? He is a rumor of the Taoist three generations. In the future, if you are qualified, you will be able to ask for the eighth-order plastics of the spirits. How can I die in this Tianshan City and die in the hands of a blind child.

You must return to the Zongmen, you must ask the Zongmen. If this can not be recruited, then you must find a way to kill it quickly!

In his life, he has never seen such a stunning younger generation! If you let it grow, it will definitely be a disaster for the future Taoist priests. In just ten years, this sect will be more powerful than the ancestors, the unprecedented enemy of the Zongmen!

Behind the willow flying sword, immediately bursting open, shuttle weaving a heavy sword. Just like a tornado storm, cut the space around the body.

The swords and the winds danced, and his body shape finally began to accelerate. And on the surface of the fog, revealing the joy of sè, I only feel that I am, I am about to escape from the ascension.

It’s just a slogan, and it’s a low-pitched voice.

"Qianqiu Baye has a battle!"

A dragon like a sword, rushed up. It seems that the entire Qianli Mountain River is integrated into Zongshoujian.

The sturdy swordsman is still angered by hundreds of feet. Going up to the sky, swaying.

The face of the misty leaf is immediately distorted. Crazy whistling, rushing between all the hún forces. Let the forty-eight-sword sword, just in a flash, merge into one and rush down. Colliding with the sword, but only listening to the bang, a burst!

Forty-eight mouths of willow swords, broken instantly. There are a lot of shocks flying. Among them was the first-handed sword, and then the pieces were disintegrated and turned into metal fragments.

The sword is still not losing its front, and it is straight. Then there was another hood, a muffled sound, and the red fog burst.

The whole body of the real person of Wuye, who is irresistible, is completely shattered by this sword.

The edge is not sharp, but it is as strong as the mountains. So it is shattered, not chapped!

Bloody rain, bit by bit, sprinkled on the altar.

Even on the face of Zongshou, there were a few drops. But with a grin, it’s finally a solution, a lot easier.

He is sweating and he is struggling. It’s still a shame to move your eyes to that. It’s impossible to compete with those real martial arts martial arts.

But it can fly fast. Actually, they are all not under the fog that can fly. Even the one-style ‘Shanhe Ding, after making it out. It was still escaped by more than three hundred feet, nearly one mile away.

The gaze flashed, and the Jiu Lin sword in the hands of Zong Shou trembled again, creating a phantom.

Those fists are remnant, there are four styles, this is the third punch! It is also the third sword "it's better to hold a cup of drunk!"

Once again, Jian Ying Huo Qi, this sword stabbed. It seems to be a million people, and the sword is heavy.

Zong Shou’s figure is as if he is drunk, and on the altar, he squats.

That Li Huji often slammed his teeth, and suddenly took out a character in his sleeve and threw it behind him. In an instant, they will gather a shield shape, and gather the heaven and earth Geng energy, silver white sè, hòu really incomparable. Open a few dozen feet, protect the body of Li Huji.

Above the altar below, the singer was suddenly stunned and stunned.

"It is actually the Geng Ling Yun shield!"

It’s no wonder that this is a common affair, and it will be mad at the mouth, saying that it can stop the two thousand years of time, such as Tiger Qianqiu, and it’s actually a plastic body, the eighth-order symbol of the book!

Zong Shou did not look at it, but his heart was only immersed in the sword. The thousands of swords that he stabbed out are more than just phantoms.

The person who created this boxing method is really a great material. Using this drunken posture, call the spirit of the real yuan, spur the power of the heavens and the earth, the kingdom of the emperor. The speed of the sword is several times more than before!

Whether he can break through the Gengjin Shield and kill him, he does not care. Just know yourself, just do your best! Even if it can't be broken, I don't feel sorry.

God hún actually entered a state of great joy. This is the joy of seeing the heart of the hunter, although this boxing method is only a residual, but its concept, even in the numerous secrets of martial arts, through the various channels of popularization of the later generations, Zong Shou has never seen similar martial arts.

A sword, two swords! Four swords! Seven swords! Nine swords!

After the two interest, the ninth sword stabbed out, and the silver-white shield was completely shattered. Then it was a sword piercing, like a smashing wilderness, as if it were white, and it was once again rushing.

Najib has already done his best and finally got rid of the swordsmanship of Zongshou. However, when the Geng Ling Yun Dun was broken, the tenth Jianguang, and then when he arrived, it was a horror.

Without hesitation, he screamed and screamed. When the slashing of the sword, the collision of a mouth in the sky, the sky is again, oh, a metal sharp. Countless clouds, even more violent, and discharged outward.

Ji Chang also numbs blood in his mouth, and his arms are almost halfway off, and he can't afford half of his strength.

And the next moment, the eleventh sword is also coming again. The instinct of Ji Changxiu is exhausted, but then all the potential of life is being sent. Roaring again, the figure was swept again, fluttering and flashing, flying far away, not understanding the changing track.

However, it is only necessary to be embarrassed, and Ji Chang’s face is full of despair. I saw the sword, the same erratic, and restored the previous thousand Jianguang, frantically covered.

For a moment, he was inevitable, and his figure was only a little slow, and he felt a huge force and slammed into the body.

"Awning!"

Another shock, flesh and blood scattered. With the breeze, float down.

The rest of the Xuanwu Masters and the Returning Yang Lingshi were also all killed by Hu Qianqiu and others. The entire temple of the Temple of Heaven is restored again!

Snow Mo Yan! The fog is really dead! Li Huji often dies! Under the heavens, the top three strong people in the world, the lame feet can make the east of the land of the land of the land, the people who shocked the earthquake, actually between the beggars, one after another!

And the people who originally expected, the most unlikely to survive, were safely standing on the stage. Hey, he didn’t even have a single injury.

At the moment, even the most imaginative person has a sense of unreality.

And the teenager on that stage, the image in the eyes of everyone at the moment, is also completely subverted.

Although the figure is still thin and thin, it can only be the hegemony of the sword when it comes out, but it can make people in the place tremble.

The face is clear and beautiful, just like ordinary teenagers. The means of accepting the original, the Thunder means yesterday, and even the **** killings, are equally impressive and unforgettable.

"This is the so-called playing pigs and eating tigers. It’s too embarrassing! This kind of talent is simply cheating. Snow Mo Yan and Wu Ye, really a pity."

Chai Yuan sighed in his heart and looked at the center of the Temple of Heaven outside the ten feet. Slightly squinted, I only feel that this moment, the sacred body, the blooming light is dazzling.

The heart is also secretly glad, the loss is their own last, not willing to flow with the snow, stepped out of this quagmire.

Although I didn't stand the team, I didn't make a mistake.

But first of all, he is really hiding deep.

This kind of talented talent of Shizi, who can also be willing to be blinded by others, has been forbearing.

Until today, it is a blockbuster!

Looking at the man who was seriously injured and broken his knees, Chai Yuan was very thin and removed his eyes.

The first is to support Zong Yang in order to maintain this dry Tianshan foundation. It is only because of this, although it is a shackle, but it is not related to the former patriarch of the ancestor, but there is a dispute of interests.

The heart is to admit this world, is the generation of the Zong family, the most talented person, the most qualified, inherited the position of the demon king.

At this moment, it is a comparison, it is like a tiger, and it is an inconspicuous dregs!

He is the unbeatable cloud in the sky! And this kind of world, how dazzling before, in fact, it is just in the dust, the mud that people step on!

Zong Shou accepted the sword, only to feel the instinct of the body ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ the psionic power of the sea, have been exhausted.

The sword of the hundred wars should be among the four swords, the most overbearing sword. There are hundreds of swords, but the corresponding group battles are not played out with his current cultivation.

And this drunken sword is also very powerful, the fastest and the most unpredictable. The huge consumption is far beyond his limits.

Straight for a long time, Zong Shoucai barely recovered a little. However, the face is still a blushing metamorphosis.

If you have a mind, you can combine the mouth of the fourth boxing method. Suddenly, I understood the person who created this boxing method, the emotional state of mind at that time.

Seeing his mind, it is obvious that it has been derived from the infinite spirit. Could it be that the owner is really a ancestors? This boxing method is not a remnant, but it has not been completed at all.

After thinking for a moment, Zong Shou was not sure. Then he shook his head and stopped looking at it.

But looking back, I went to the old sacrifice, Zong Ling, and smiled a little: "A good memorial was interrupted. I don't know if I would sacrifice the heavens with this world's head. Can you forgive me!" (To be continued)! .