"Sinking the sword!"

On the four sides of Yutai, countless old monsters stand up from their seats and look at the swordsmen in the center of Yutai. Their eyes are unbelievable!

Among the ancient heavens, there are four major towns, the ancient swords, and the Jianjian is one of them.

Since ancient times, all those who can understand the swords of the four ancient swords are all terrible swordsmen who are invincible at the same level.

If Jian Zun comprehended the complete trapped sword, it is also a master of half-step smelting, and the strength must not be underestimated, fearing that it is difficult to meet the enemy under the smoldering!

These old geeks did not see that the sword is only a sword in the sword, but it does not really comprehend.

And the sword of the hundred swords that was attacked by the sword of Yutai, once identified the meaning of the sword, immediately pale, hurriedly climbed from the ground, returned to the seat of the hundred swords, where dare to attack the sword.

In his view, although Jian Zun is not a sturdy and powerful person, he has realized that he is trapped in the sword, and he is able to compete with him in the early days.

"Those who want to plot the troll family, first fight the old man!"

Jian Zun suddenly pulled the sword, and one person and one sword stood in Yutai.

He carried a loose-grained sword, and he also had a huge sword in his back. He had short hair like a beggar, white whiskers flying, and his body was like a dragon, like a god-like majesty!

Yutai is surrounded by countless seats, sitting on a million monks and coming from more than 100 first-class sects in the rain industry.

It is crowded with people. But at this moment, no one dared to go to the stage to challenge the sword.

Those who cultivated as gods or underdeveloped gods are afraid of swordsmen.

Most of the blame and blame are just self-proclaimed, and they have not come to power at this moment, so as not to fall into the bad name of bullying.

After all, Jian Zun is only a half-step meditation, only a **** of the gods, these singular singular cherished feathers, will not bully a god.

"Hey, the old man of the sword, you are really", the hole is sighing, and the giant engine is full of faces.

The relationship between the giant and the sword is not good, and even the two have had some hatred.

However, the troll family is in trouble, but the sword statue is in the same force as the seven forces, jumping out to be the troll family. This stern mind is really touching the giant.

"The sword meaning of this sword respect does contain a hint of immortal sword, but it is only a trace of it. Hey, the area is a little bit of a sword, not worth mentioning! However, it is rumored that Jiandao has a fragment of the sword of the sword. And the shard has been taken away by the white sword god. The old man did not believe this rumor. Now it seems that this rumor is true."

On the top of the chief, the sect of the Swordsman of Bingyue Swordsman was cold and cold, and he dismissed the sword, but he also claimed his identity and did not shoot against the sword.

But the voice of Shen Jian Hou, but did not hide it.

Many of the old gods and geeks heard that Jian Zun’s comprehension was not a complete sacred sword, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

If Jian Zun realizes that there is only a hint of immortal sword, then the seated **** may not be able to win the sword.

"Hello is the sword of the sword island, hey, let the old man come to teach you the best way to teach you!"

An old man wearing a blue-colored sword robe, holding a green crystal flying sword, suddenly jumped onto the jade platform and made a difficult attack on the sword.

This person is the lord of the Bai Jianzong, and is also a sword repairer with half a step.

"Hundred Swords Lord, Zhao Jiexi, you are not an old man's opponent!"

laugh!

The sword respects a fierce sword, and the pine-grained sword gives a harsh sword. Above the Wantai Yutai, the wind and the clouds are discolored, and suddenly, the dark blue swordsman suddenly stabbed, and thousands of swords and raindrops scattered over the sky!

"Sword rain!"

Zhao Jie’s face has changed dramatically. This sword is a sword-like style that has been infinitely close to the power of sneak peek!

Although he knows that the sword can not be underestimated, he did not think that the sword is so powerful, almost invincible under the sacred.

In a hurry, Zhao Festival danced green crystal sword, and exhibited the hundred swordsmanship swordsmanship - hundred swords.

For a moment, Zhao Festival waved hundreds of swordsmanships, but these swordsmans were all defeated by Jian Zun's sword rain and were defeated one by one.

Zhao Jie’s face was unbelievable, and he hurriedly retired, but it was too late and was surrounded by Jian Yu.

But listening to a scream, Zhao Jie was thrown out of the dozens of small blood holes by the sword rain, screaming, vomiting blood flew out of the jade.

Although he did not die, he was seriously injured and lost in the sword!

"Jiandao Jianzun wins." The voyeuristic veteran who presided over the battle of the war announced that this person was the emperor of Liuyan, named Yan Yan.

"Sword is respectful!" On the last seat, many Jiandao swords cheered.

"Who else, want to fight with the old man!" Jian Zun glared at the crowd.

"Swords are a good means, the old man Feiyan Zongzong, the main swallow back, teach you the best!"

In the crowd, a short-skinned old sword sneaked into the Yutai, revealing a half-step temperament, and provoked a provocative sneer at Jian Zun.

This person is short, but the shot is extremely fast, suddenly pulling the sword, offering a sacrifice to the sky, Jianguang actually reveals the shadow of Feiyan, and the display is really the skill of Feijian!

"Flying swallows!"

The flying sword is as light as a swallow, and there is no shadow.

Jian Zun's old eyes sank, did not dare to neglect, Jianguang took a leap, jumped into the sky, avoiding Feiyan Jianguang, and then descended to the lower side of the Yan Hui sword.

"Sword waterfall!"

For a moment, Jianguang is like a waterfall rushing, such as the nine days of the Milky Way.

Yan Hui's flying sword touched the amazing sword light of this waterfall, and immediately rolled back and returned, and there were numerous cracks in the blade.

The life of the flying sword was damaged, Yan back coughed out blood, suddenly looked up.

When I saw the Jianguang, the waterfall that fell down the top of the Milky Way, I was shocked and chilled. It was too late to retreat.

boom!

The huge jade tower was shattered by the Jianguang of this waterfall!

Jian Zun stepped on the sky, and in the ruins of Yutai under his feet, Yan returned to his body and was stained with blood. He was extremely hurt and looked at the swords with timidity. He was unconscious and fell into the ruins of Yutai.

"Jiandao Jianzun wins!" Liu Yan Zongzhu is not salty and not ruthless.

"Sovereign!" The masters of Bai Jianzong immediately robbed Yan back, fearing that the sword would kill Yan’s life.

hiss!

Below the Yutai, one by one, the Shenzong Gate has been afraid.

The strength of Jianzun has really reached the realm of invincibility, unless it is the real refining monk, no one can defeat him!

For a time, no one will dare to challenge the sword!

"Sword is respectful!" The martial monk was called more fierce.

On the position of the chief sect of the Taoist sect, the lord Nan Manhou was unhappy, and he told the old man behind the sword.

"There is a half-step smelting in the district. With a hint of the sword of the fallen sword, I tried to challenge the hundred sects with a single blow. I really don't know how high the earth is. Even Qin, you kill him!"

"Yes!"

The old man with the sword took a step and turned into a dawn, appearing on the ruins of Yutai.

This person is also a half-step sacred sword repair, but the momentum is not weaker than the sword respect half.

Jian Zun landed on the ground, staring at the old man with a sword, not afraid to take this person down.

"The old man even Qin, in the order of the lord, to take your head!"

laugh!

When the old man’s words fell, the whole body was full of shocking swords, and the sword was so shocking that there was even more ancient swordsmanship, which made the swords tremble!

Yutai is on all sides, and countless old monsters are exclaimed again. And when even Qin pulled out the giant sword, the exclamation was one after another.

"This, this is the immortal sword! And this is even held in the hands of Qin, is it not the ancient sword of Xian Xian!"

"No, this sword in the hands of Qin is not a sword of immortality. It is just a sword of imitation. But in this sword, there is a small piece of the sword of the celestial sword. The power must not be underestimated!"

laugh!

Even the Qin sword refers to the sword respect, only one step, but the sword has been united, turned into a huge sword light, with an unimaginable sword to the sword.

Sword esteemed his eyes and did not retreat.

Sword repair confrontation, pay attention to the momentum, if retired, even if only half a step, will lose the momentum because of losing momentum.

I know that by my own strength, no matter how I can't stop the Jianwei of the immortal sword, but let him back, but it is a half step!

Suddenly, the sword behind him immediately heard the sound of hundreds of thousands of flying swords.

In the next moment, hundreds of thousands of flying swords are like rain, flying out of the swords, and the Jianguang, who is even one of the Qins and the swords, goes away.

boom! boom! boom!

Thousands of flying swords have been broken into pieces, and each flying sword is at least Dan-class flying sword, the strongest, and even a half-step virtual sword!

This is the biggest card of Jian Zun, releasing hundreds of thousands of flying swords, that is, the real smelting and weakening of the scalp is to evade one or two.

puff!

After smashing nearly 200,000 flying swords, the sword light of the immortal sword was finally broken.

Even Qin vomited blood, his eyes were terrified, and he was smashed into the meat by the remaining 300,000 flying swords. He died on the ruins of Yutai, and the gods did not escape!

"so close"

Jian Zun lightly sighs and breathes the soul of the Qin dynasty.

If he did not use the biggest card, he would have won more than Qin.

This time, "Jiandao Jianshou wins", the sneak peek of the six-sex lord has changed slightly, apparently shocked by the sword-stricken Yujian.

hiss!

The monks who were onlookers were shocked by the swordsmanship of the sword.

With the power of the sword, at the same time launching 500,000 flying swords, in addition to refining the old monsters, who can take the sword and strike!

On the sect of the sect of Taoism, Nan Man Hou was furious, and he never imagined that the Sword Supreme District had a half-step tempering, and dared to be in the face of hundreds of sects, killing his savage people!

"Dare to kill me, find death!"

Nan Man Hou rushed to Yutai, his body was strong and strong, and he was strong and powerful. He clawed to the sword and the momentum suddenly dispersed.

Peeping into the ruins of Yutai, even if the sword card is so powerful, it can only shock the monks under the smoldering. As a glimpse of the emptiness, Nanban Houshou will fear the sword!

Sword Zun dared to kill the Taoist sect on the spot. Nan Man Hou as the lord of the lord, naturally can not swallow this tone, anyway, give him a lesson!

"not good!"

The sword is defeated by three people, the mana is greatly damaged, and the realm is far lower than that of Nanmanhou.

Under the strong momentum of Nan Man Hou, Jian Zun only felt breathing and stagnation, and could not compete.

Nan Man wants to kill the sword and respect it!

Seeing that the sword is difficult, the hole and the giant can no longer sit still. How can you see the sword as the troll family and die?

Both of them sacrificed the magic of the life, and they went to the south vest.

Nan Man felt the attack behind him. He couldn’t help but stagnate and change his claws to the palm. The volley slammed to the sword and suddenly turned and sneered at the hole and the giant.

"A group of half-step smelt, dare to provoke the prince, find death!"

boom!

Nanman Hou volleyed a palm, shattered countless voids, swords and swords as a cross-legged sword, still can not stop voyeurism, vomiting blood back.

Dangerous and giant, although dangerous, saved the sword, but was stared by Nanmanhou.

Nanban Hou Fang turned around, and he said nothing, and the two palms were shot in the hole and the giant.

The mighty powers swept through, and the holes and the giants all vomited blood, which could not stop Nan Nan’s blow.

"Several ants in the district, do not self-reliance, dare to provoke the prince!" Nan Man Hou did not bother.

"While the old man is an ant, you are nothing! You don't know, this troll is sheltered by one person." Jian Zun bite his teeth.

"Asylum? Are you talking about the Troll's asylum seeker, is it Zhou Ming?" Nan Manh Hou also heard that Ning Fan killed the deeds of the Shile Lord and the Red Heaven Lord, and listened to Ning Fan’s name. fear.

But after thinking about it, nowadays it is more than a hundred forces to target the troll family.

Among these forces, including the sacred Taoist sect, there are eleven sacred sects. There are many people who ask for emptiness and rush to be strong.

In the view of Nan Man Hou, Ning Fan is no better than enough to counter the rush, and naturally does not dare to come to assist the troll family.

He naturally no longer fears Ning Fan.

"Hey! Even if there are Zhou Ming sheltering the troll family, how can I! I am waiting for Baizong here. With Zhou Ming alone, I am not waiting for my opponent, let alone he is absolutely afraid to come. You three, I want to scare this. Hou, go to hell!” Nan Man Hou’s eyes were cold, and one finger pointed out. The finger force was divided into three, and each attacked three of the three directions.

Jian Zun, Dong Xu, and the giant engine have been seriously injured at this moment, how can they block the finger force

After the giant cage, the wind and snow that always silenced, when the father was in danger of falling, it was difficult to calm down, leaving eager tears, what he said, but no one could understand.

She is just a little dumb, and even asks the sect of the lord to spare his father’s life.

"Island Lord!"

"Sword respect!"

"The patriarch!"

The countless masters of Dongxu Island, Jiandao and Troll are all in a panic, but no one can save three.

boom! boom! boom!

The three fingers are on the ruins, igniting the smoke of the sky, making it difficult to see the battle in the smoke.

But you don't have to think about it. The three seriously injured people are sneaked into the sneak peek of Nanmanhou.

"You don't have to look at it. The swordsmen, the caves, and the three masters will die." Liu Yanzong announced the results of the battle.

"Hey, this is nature! Ben has personally shot, if even three and a half steps of smoldering can not kill, it is not a white life!" Outside the smoke, Nan Man Hou did not bother.

On the Lanling sect seat, Lanling Wang closed his eyes indifferently, and he was indifferent to the three deaths. In his eyes, the three ancestors were stronger, and they were still ants. If the ants died, what should they do with him?

He came to the troll family, only to get the troll slate and the wind and snow. He has six-sword slabs on his hand. If you get the troll slate again, you can make the wind and snow words translate the slate classics.

The ancient slate of two slate may be enough for his deity to heal.

On the seats of the ghosts, the ghosts sneered and laughed. "The eight demons of the trolls are really dead, and they are really sinking. The length of a family is going to die, and they are not willing to show up!"

He looked coldly at the Lanling King, still not forgetting the hatred of the Lanling King.

Only at this moment, the ghosts are also plotting the trolls. Before winning the trolls, he will not tear his face with Lanling.

When the slate is in the world, he will settle the old account with Lanling Wang!

On the seat of Wu Zong, the deputy lord Wu Tianzheng looked at the ruins of Yutai with a cold eye. Suddenly he was shocked and received a singer flying sword from the lord Wu Muhou. As soon as I heard the contents of the flying sword, I immediately looked at the big fear, and I was bloodless!

"The deputy lord, what happened?" Several elders of Wu Zong did not understand. As the deputy lord of Wu Zong, Wu Tian is a voyeuristic grotesque, and he will be stunned by the content of the flying sword.

These elders of Wu Zong can't imagine what can scare Wu Tian into this.

"The sects have caused us to quickly evacuate the stag of the trolls. We must not be embarrassed because," in the latter half of the sentence, Wu Tian could not say because of excessive fear.

Because, there is a devil who makes Wu Muhou not dare to disobey, is rushing to the troll family, to be the troll family!

On the Nirvana Valley seat, the main body of the golden body of the second body, Yuan Xiu, looked at the direction of the ruins of the Yutai ruins, and suddenly did not come to shudder!

That kind of shudder is the pressure from the realm of refining!

Under the smoke, there was something, and there was a terrible refinement of the body, which made Yuan Xiu feel instinctively afraid!

On the red demon seat, the red demon king of the lord looked at the direction of Nan Manchu, licked his tongue, and asked the body to wait for the emptiness.

Even the troll patriarchs are dead, and this, the troll family, who can hinder the hundred robs and slate.

"Hey, who is there!"

On the seat of the rain temple, a sneak peek of the alchemy master suddenly rose to the ruins of the Yutai ruins scattered with smoke and dust.

This person is the owner of the Temple of Yangtian Temple, named Zheng He, who is a five-turn peak alchemist.

This Yangtian Temple, once belonged to the jurisdiction of the Four Emperors of the Rain Temple, but because the Yuntian 诀 sword smashed the four emperors, the Deyang Tiandian lost the broken town.

The reason why Zheng He will come to the troll family is not to fight for slate, but to find Ning Fan.

He searched for Ning Fan, only because of the outside rumor that Ning Fan Dan Shu can be discharged into the eighth world of the rain, he refused to accept!

As a five-turn alchemy teacher, Zheng He was extremely sensitive and was the first to detect the strangeness in the jade smoke.

Above the ruins of the Yutai, the smoke gradually dissipated, revealing three seriously injured figures, exactly three.

Although Jian Zun and others were seriously injured, they did not die under the Nanban Hou, which could not help but surprise everyone.

"The three of them, why didn't they die?" Some of the monks of the Zongmen were different.

"Look, what is that!" Some monks noticed the change above the sky.

On the sky above the Yutai, I don’t know when there was a huge golden sword!

When the ancient sword did not know when it appeared, the sword handle stood three people, the sword stood two women, and the sword tip stood a young man with a cold-eyed look, asking the virtual **** to read very far.

The white youth was lifted with one hand, and in his palm, he was holding three fingers!

The three fingers are clearly issued by Nanban Hou, used to attack the sword and other three.

The white-shirt youth has one hand to block the Nanman Hou three-point force, and the cultivation is far higher than the Nan Man Hou.

Obviously, the reason why the three men, such as Jian Zun, did not die was because the young man was rescued.

"Who are you, dare to stop the murder of the princes and not to be afraid of offending my hundred forces?" Nanban Hou squatted with hundreds of sects, and wanted to blame the youth. The next moment, the whole body began to tremble.

Because there are many inland sea monks on the four sides of Yutai, they have recognized the identity of the coming people, and countless exclamations have resounded to the North Liangguo!

"Zhou, Zhou Ming! He is Zhou Ming! He is here, he is coming!"

The Lanling King, who has always closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Ning Fan incredulously. "Why ask the virtual momentum?! How can this ant ant break through the question in a short period of time? Is it rumor that he suppressed the horned horns? really?!"

When I met Ning Fan for the first time, he clearly only realized how long it took to turn the realm of the gods, and even broke through the question and answer. How is this possible? !

I thought that at the beginning, Yu Huang ordered Lan Lingwang to teach Ning Fan, and Lan Ling Wang would not scorn for Ning Fan.

How could it be that the ants who were scorned by him have grown to this step? !

Outside the ruins of Yutai, Nanmanhou can't suppress the intense heartbeat, the vest sweats, and both hands are shaking.

"What! He is Zhou Ming?!"

He asked himself, but no one answered. Only a sense of life and death crisis suddenly swept across the South.

Nan Man Hou was timid and looked up, facing the general eye of Shang Ningfan.

"You just didn't say that the deity didn't dare to come, the deity came!"

laugh!

Ning Fan's figure suddenly disappeared from the tip of the sword, and a sense of horror and flickering was immediately spread throughout Nanmanhou.

Nan Man Hou did not know where, Ning Fan was shot to him, and a shot is a dead hand, otherwise it will not make him so shudder!

South is very chaotic: crazy, this is a madman! He was daring to be in the face of hundreds of sects and kill himself!

He wants to use his own power to make a troll, and to fight for one hundred? !

However, Nan Man Hou, who is ignorant of the illusion, can’t even see Ning Fan’s body shape.

This is the difference between the strength of the two!

Nan Man Hou was scared to face no blood, while hurriedly flew back, facing the nearest Red Devils seat for help.

He understands that it is absolutely difficult to save his life by himself!

"The equator saves me, and afterwards, this honour is willing to give it to ‘修蛮丹!”

"Shu Dan Dan?!"

The Red Demon King, who was originally not in the right direction with Nan Man Hou, had such advantages. He jumped and sneered to save Nan Man Hou.

He naturally saw Ning Fan's ignorance, and also heard about Ning Fan's fierce name, but he also asked the emptiness, would you be afraid of the same ‘quiet’ Ning Fan?

He was very fast, but he just took half a trip and suddenly he was shocked.

However, seeing the retreat of Nan Man Hou, Ning Fan’s figure appeared like a ghost, and he shot it.

It seems to be a plain palm, but it has the power to move mountains and reclamation. It is completely comparable to the physical repair of the third body of the golden body, and no **** can be countered!

Nan Man Hou was shocked, but he could not avoid the palm of his hand. He was shot by the palm of his hand.

boom!

Only one palm, 100,000 miles of emptiness, the magic is shocking, and the South Manchu Hou has no bones, and the death is not eye-catching!

He is unbelievable to death, and he will be sneak peek at the monk, and will be killed by Ning Fan!

"How, how is it possible?! Even if this person is asking the vain monk, it is absolutely impossible to take a nap and lie at the virtual!"

The Red Demon King realized that it was not good and wanted to return to the seat, but it was too late.

Ning Fan was filled with murderous eyes and had already locked him.

"Want to go? Late!"

As soon as he raised his hand and applied the technique of setting the day, countless blood lines were immediately scattered from the body of the Red Demon King and set it on the sky.

With the repair of the two as a gap, the Red Demon King was fixed and could not move at all!

"What is this spell?! Ah!"

The Red Demon King has not had time to react. He has seen the ghost figure of Ning Fan appear in front of him, raise his hand and shoot it, and shoot the red demon king Tianling, and ask the whole body to shoot the broken blood.

As for the demon **** of the Red Demon King, Ning Fan was handcuffed in his hands, even the soul of the search did not have to, swallowed into the belly, chewed.

hiss!

In the presence of a million monks, they all breathed cold air and were shocked.

Just between the moments when Ning Fan appeared, even two smashing smashes? !

Lanling Wang eyes once again shocked, even if he shot to kill the Red Demon King, Nan Man Hou, it is absolutely impossible to be as easy as Ning Fan!

"Impossible! Is this arson in this sub-area stronger than the king?!"

And Yutai was in all directions, and suddenly there were several voices of resentment.

"Bold mad, dare to kill in the face of my hundred, find death!"

Among the giant cages, the wind and snow words that did not help sitting on the ground, when the father was not dead, and saw Ning Fan appear, suddenly the nose was sour, the tears fell, and the heart was silently moved.

"It is a brother-in-law"

He really came, even if he was hostile to the hundred strong, he did not hesitate to come.

"What are you crying? There are brothers and sisters, no one can hurt you."

boom!

Ning Fan raised his hand and smashed the giant cage. He grabbed the wind and snow words with one hand and stood on the sky. His eyes glanced at the hundred strong men at his feet.

"This deity is here, who dares to fight with me!" (To be continued. Please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!)