"Come back!"

Lingdao holds the broken person, Huang Jian, and does not care about the injury in the body, and the sword is released at a faster speed. The broken sword of the emperor, as if feeling the spirit of Lingdao, actually broke out an extremely powerful force, Xiaguang dazzling.

The fierce swordsmanship seems to be able to smash all obstacles. Even if there are three imperial warriors in the middle of the air, Ling Dao is not afraid. The rumbling rushed like a thunder, and a purple lightning flashed in the presence of a slap in the air.

At this time, Lingdao is like a small Raytheon. The whole person is wrapped in electric light. He was previously wounded by three warriors in the Royal Air Force and has completely aroused his blood. One person and one sword, he dared to kill the nine heavens, would it still fall to the feet of the three warriors in the late Imperial Air?

He forgot the rest, and the whole person was immersed in the war. The power of the source of the thunder was passed through his hands to the broken sword. He shouted loudly, and the void in the three-mile radius was an earthquake.

"铿"

The ruptured person, Huang Jian, once again collided with the first black sword of the late martial arts. This time, the broken King Sword directly cut off the Xuan Iron Sword. He has already cut off two Xuantie swords, and the three warriors in the late Yukong area have only one complete Xuantie sword.

Not only that, after the Xuan Tie Sword was broken, the broken Emperor's sword carried the thunder and smashed the momentum, and cut it toward the late warriors. Even if the late warrior retreats in time, there is still a sword mark on the chest, and soon his chest clothes are stained with blood red.

"The long river falls!"

The imperial warrior holding the complete black iron sword suddenly displayed an extremely powerful sword. His black iron sword is like a big river running in. Rolling in the air is turning into a round of sunset, squatting from the distant sky, the mist is transpiration.

After the rushing shadowless sword, the first squadron, the broken man, the sword and the scorpion iron sword smashed together. What shocked the late warrior was that his black iron sword was cut into two halves. The other two warriors in the late emptiness, there is also a broken sword, and he has no swords.

The blade became two halves, and the hilt was also turned into two halves. He grabbed half of the black iron sword in one hand, but as a double stick, he once again attacked Lingdao. The other two martial artists in the late stage of the emptiness were hand-held with a black sword with less than half a blade. By the time of the war, they have all played real fires, and naturally no one is willing to let anyone.

The three warriors in the late Imperial Air Force teamed up, naturally pressing the Lingdao. Whether it is strength or realm, they must far exceed the ridge. However, Lingdao's swordsmanship is better than them, the combat experience is more abundant than them, and the cultivation is quite ridiculous, and the infuriating body seems to be endless, and the infuriating is extremely pure.

The warrior absorbs the aura of heaven and earth, and then turns into infuriating. The higher the level of practice, the faster the speed of the aura of the heavens and the earth, the faster the speed of conversion, and the more refined the infuriating. It is like the disciples of the slashing swords, practicing the cracked swords, and the infuriating in their bodies is extremely mottled.

Moreover, the smashing swordsmanship has more people to cultivate into the original source. If you want to continue to practice, you can only change the more powerful exercises, or evolve the slashing swords to a higher level. This is why the low-grade forces are difficult to upgrade, and their own methods of practice are worse than those of higher grades.

"Don't kill the kid. If it hurts him to die, it would be too boring. Remember, interrupting his three legs, you can deal with the kid, I will deal with this beauty!" ”

The power of Ling Dao’s performance really made Zhong Tailong extremely shocked. Fortunately, the three warriors in the late Royal Airs finally suppressed Lingdao. Continue to fight, Lingdao should not be an opponent, after all, the realm gap is too big.

Zhong Tailong sneered a sneer, but he no longer paid attention to the battle between Ling Dao and the three warriors in the late Yukong, but walked toward the butterfly dance. Among his eyes, it seems that there are two flames beating, so beautiful, he naturally desires to get.

"Take me ten steps away, otherwise I will be at my own risk!"

Just when Zhong Tailong was only a dozen steps away from the butterfly dance, the butterfly dance was finally open. Such a pleasant voice almost made the bones of Zhong Tailong's body numb. The threat of butterfly dance, in the eyes of Zhong Tailong, is a big joke.

"The consequences are conceited? Oh, well, I have to look at it, what will happen!"

The more you watch the butterfly dance, the more you like Zhong Tailong. Compared with the butterfly dance, the few rooms in the house are not so good. Not only did he not stop, but he walked toward the butterfly dance at a faster speed, and he could not wait.

"Don't obey? That's what you asked for!"

Just when Zhong Tailong wanted to reach out and dance the butterfly dance, the butterfly dance was the index finger and the **** close together, and gently stroked toward Zhong Tailong. A silver sword, suddenly appeared, and smashed toward Zhong Tailong. The original color of the bell Tailong, a pair of pupils is suddenly shrinking.

The instinct of the military allowed Zhong Tailong to feel the threat of death. This sword in front of you has absolutely a big threat. After all, Zhong Tailong is the origin of the military, even if this mutation occurs, he also pulled out the black iron sword in the shortest time, blocking his body.

"boom"

A loud noise, the silver sword mans squatted on the black iron sword, through the mysterious iron sword, Zhong Tailong felt an unrivaled strength. When Zhong Tailong was struck by lightning, his face was pale as paper, and the internal organs were shocked. They were all misplaced.

Zhong Tailong’s body seemed to be smashed like a sack, and it slammed on the ground, and it rolled out a dozen meters away. At this time, Zhong Tailong, extremely embarrassed, has no demeanor of the deputy doorkeeper. He is even lower and looks very painful.

Such changes naturally attracted the attention of the three warriors in the late Yukong. They looked at Zhong Tailong, who fell to the ground, and they were all confused. In addition to them in the field, there are only Lingdao and Butterfly Dance. Can it be said that the injury to Zhong Tailong is the little girl in front of me?

"You are also squatting!"

Soon, the butterfly dance used her actions to prove that their guess was correct. She once again deep in the index finger and middle finger, gently stroked, a silver sword mans is broken. The three imperial warriors have fought their swords, but unfortunately they could not stop it.

Fighting with Lingdao, their realm and strength are dominant, but unfortunately they are far worse than the butterfly dance. The butterfly dance is just a hit, they are all flying out, even a little to resist, can not do it!