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"Sword God... is our Shenlong family?"

The wind Qing dynasty was not found in Xuanyuan City last time, and even two ancestors were beaten by Ye Fan.

Now that I have discovered this, a guess in the heart of the wind is clearer!

But... Look at that power is unfathomable, just standing there and pressing the figure of the people, the wind is clear and some can’t believe it...

Ye Huang's picture is complex, with a touch of joy in his eyes, and a bit of doubt, which means profound...

In the air, looking at the scene inside the city, Ye Fan was relieved at this moment, and finally managed to catch up.

In order to speed up, he also refused to expose his blood. Now, let them discover what they don't care about.

The only thing that Ye Fan didn't think of was this group of mutated monsters, which clearly exudes a sigh of breath!

This Wu regret is smart enough. Instead of cultivating a human monk, the monster is actually more suitable for this kind of blood!

If you let these monsters continue to swallow up unscrupulously, I am afraid that the world will really fall into chaos!

The troubled times are exactly what Hua Tumen hopes to see!

The situation in the city is chaotic, and there are still many civilians. If you use a large-scale attack by the King of the Burning Dragon, it is inevitable that you will hurt the innocent.

One thought and this, Ye Fan made a decision.

"Fantasy, eight wild dragons!"

Behind Ye Fan, thousands of flying swords were turned into eight sword dragons.

The gorgeous sword meaning, intertwined with the power of the dragon soul, the eight magic dragons roared arrogantly, and swooped toward the monsters in the city!

But the monsters that were hit by the dragons were instantly smashed and smashed, and the burning dragons burned them directly, and the souls flew!

The eight demon dragons roaring, let the whole city seem to be bursting with bursts of radiance!

Destroying the smoldering swordsmanship, the inspiring mental power, let everyone on the scene be ashamed!

Hundreds of monsters are being wiped out at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"This is... illusion seven dragons flash? He actually integrated the dragon soul trick into the sword?!" Feng Qing Ming Ming was round and full of shock.

She entered the realm of the Five-Claw Golden Dragon for decades, and her mental strength can only barely make the Seven Dragons flash.

However, the sword **** can already be integrated, and this trick is directly combined with the sword! ?

This is not only a very strong mental force, but also requires skillful combat skills to achieve the same level of realism!

Sword God... Is it really him? How is it possible... He is still young! ?

The wind and the clear feelings have stopped, and I can't think about it at all.

Seeing that the army of the beasts has been wiped out, the wind and thunder have been unmanned!

"Go!"

They look at each other, their minds are connected, and they plan to escape in four directions!

In the face of such a sword god, they do not even have the idea of ​​confrontation!

Ye Fan can let them leave, and the cold eyes swept the instant and summoned tens of thousands of flying swords!

"Crashing the rain!!"

The flying sword is out, it is the horizontal sword rain burst!

All of a sudden, the wind and rain and lightning have fallen into a fierce and incomprehensible situation, constantly dodging, can not escape!

"Dragon Sword!!"

Not waiting for the storm and thunder, all the flying swords gathered for a while, turned into a sword! Surrounded by groups!

The four people instantly and desperately found that in all directions, up and down, all are flying swords that are constantly flowing!

The horror and other people continue to make all the repairs, trying to indiscriminately bombard and open a way of life.

However, they have repaired this point, and they can incite the triple disintegration.

Ye Fan has one hand and one hand, and all the flying swords seem to be in the heart and will gather together toward the core area!

During the time, the four Emperors in the Emperor's swordsman struggled wildly, but left a few screams!

Wind and rain, between the blink of an eye, turned into countless debris! The spirit is gone!

Almost at the same time, there is no living monster in the city.

After sweeping a few laps, the eight-year-old demon dragon hit all the monsters and smashed them!

A group of people from the Northern Army, such as Feng Qingyi and Ye Huangtu, and the four messengers of Qinqi Painting and Calligraphy, are all left alone and can’t say a word...

Just after killing such a fierce battle, it was because of the arrival of the sword **** that it was completely settled! ?

They tried their best to fight against the monster army, four heavenly emperors, under the swordsman... but like a chicken and a dog, it was hard to beat! ?

The most frustrating thing in their hearts is that they didn’t feel lost, and they didn’t feel ironic...

Because, too much disparity in the power gap, so that they have no idea to compare!

Compared with people, it can also stimulate fighting spirit, but when people compare with God, they naturally have no thoughts!

Ye Fan has long been used to this kind of awe-inspiring eyes. He asks the piano girl and others, "Where is the candlelight?"

The four messengers were shocked. The Qin girl hurriedly respectfully replied: "Lord of the sword, the right guardian is near Changhe Mountain, blocking Wu regret!"

Ye Fan thought a little, and Changhe Mountain still has a section of road here. It seems that the candlelight is far from blocking Wu.

However, it must be the same. Otherwise, if the battlefield is moved here, the death and injury will not be measured, and I am afraid that Wu will not be able to arrest people.

"You escorted the return of the Northern Army to clean the remaining beasts," Ye Fan said.

"Yes!" The four messengers immediately promised.

Ye Fan retracted the dragon and re-formed it into a dragon scale sword wing, flying fast toward Changhe Mountain!

Looking at the sword **** for a while, this flies away, a group of Zhenbei military officers are quite sorry, they still want to be grateful.

"I didn't expect that the sword **** turned out to be our Shenlong family!"

"No wonder we have helped us twice, it turned out to be a group of people, haha!..."

Many Shenlong people are excited and full of pride.

Ye Hang is full of adoration, and ran to Ye Huangtu, very excited: "Hey, is this the power of the Holy Power?! This is too strong!!"

Ye Huangtu sighed with a sigh of relief, wiped the blood on his face, and felt a sigh in his heart: This may not be how strong the holy place is, but... the sword **** is too strong.

Feng Qing looked at the direction of Ye Fanfei, and frowned, determined, and straightened up, and followed up!

Seeing the wind clear and flying away, everyone is puzzled, but after the war, there are not many people to take care of it.

At the same time, near Changhe Mountain.

Wonderful stone cliffs, cliffs.

A hot, high-temperature energy, like a white flame, is constantly exploding in the air!

Wu regret is in it, facing the burning white fire that is constantly coming, and his face is calm.

These high enough energy to melt the rock's black iron, once it is about to attack him, will be surprised to open and lose the head.

Wu regrets, as if there is a special energy, to resolve and distort various attacks.

In addition to the white craze, the candlelights shed white Huaguang, constantly shifting the position, launching the attack, limiting the movement of Wu regret, forcing it to leave.

"Candlelight... You should know that the longer you are, the more you will lose."

Wu regret sneered, "No matter how you avoid, my heart will eventually affect you...

Your senses are continually slow, and then go on like this... you may really die in my hands..."

Candlelight jade face with sputum, "You better shut up, if I hit a trick, I can make you into ashes!"

"Do you think that I will make such a low-level mistake?

Why bother... Do you think that you are procrastinating, what will happen?

Can you save you, but in the heavens and blessed land, can you drag him back? ”

Wu regrets and smiles: "I am afraid, now this time, the town of Houbei Hou, has already landed in my hand..."

The voice did not fall, a golden figure in the distance, like a comet that cut through the sky, suddenly arrived!

"Lord of the Sword God!?" The candlelight shouted with excitement, and his face was incredible and pleasantly surprised.

She actually suspects that such a long distance, how can Ye Fan come back, she is already holding the death of the fish and the net is determined to fight against Wu.

But who would have thought that Ye Fan actually did not get half a day, and he returned to the big levy from Dong Tianfu, and also rushed to the battlefield! ?

It’s like a **** squad, in an impossible way, across thousands of mountains and waters, suddenly saved her!

The inner heart of the candlelight is filled with a strange satisfaction, which is really the man she dreams of!

The two white light scattered, swaying a touch of emotion, candlelight can not wait to fly into the man's arms immediately!

Wu regret is an eye-catching explanation, and it is shocked by this horrible sword.

"No... this... how is it possible?? You are not in the heavens!" Wu regrets, it seems to be embarrassing.