In the past, the old seven of Xianyi Palace was not the opponent of Lingdao. Now, Lingdao feels that the old seven of Xianyi Palace is not his opponent. At the same time as the progress of the Xianqiu Palace, Lingdao is also making progress. It is not that the progress of Lingdao is better than that of the Xianyi Palace. Even if their progress is the same, the old seven of Xianyi Palace is still not as good as Lingdao.

"I am a little yelling at you. I thought you didn't dare to fight with me. But it's good, but it saves a lot of effort."

The old seven steps of the Xianyi Palace came, and the two Tianfu were hanging overhead. He has already broken through to the middle of Tianzun, and it is easy to deal with other medium-term Tianzun. Even if it was the late Tianzun, it was not in the minority. Even, even the peak of Tianzun, there are losses to him.

His confidence comes from the Tianzun who lost to him one after another, especially the peak of Tianzun, which allowed him to cultivate an invincible spirit. He once lost to Lingdao, but as long as he can now defeat Lingdao, then humiliate Lingdao, and then kill Lingdao, not only can remove the demons, but can go further.

"You don't want to intervene in the battle between me and him, just look at the two of them!"

The voice of the old seven of Xianyi Palace has just fallen, and the butterfly dance and Qianhui are all pulling swords. In the battle with the disciples of Ling Xiaoge, the butterfly dance is not happy, and Qianhui is not happy. They are not having opponents, and the disciples of Xianyi Palace take the initiative to send them to the door. Of course they will not be polite.

"The big freedom is the sword!"

Thousands of Huis out of the sword, it seems that there are thousands of troops and horses from the depths of the void. The temperament of the sky is sometimes turned into a general of victorious battles, and sometimes turned into a huge body of the demon. Did not wait for the disciples of Xianyi Palace to adapt, and the swords of the sky turned into snowflakes, which then turned into heavy rain.

When the disciples of Xianyi Palace thought that they had mastered the Qianhui swordsmanship, the swords of the sky turned into a hundred-footed sword, and then turned into an iron-blood war. The swordsmanship of Qianhui is too much changed, and even the disciples of Xianyi Palace feel as if they are dizzying.

"I will come to you!"

A young female Tianzun stood up. She liked the old seven of Xianyi Palace, and even wanted to be the bride of the Seventh Fairy Palace. Previously, when the old Seven of Xianyi Palace said his attempt to Qianhui, she would have liked to spend thousands of dollars. Now, finally, there is a chance to be a bright and straightforward confrontation. Of course, she will not let go of Qianhui.

As long as the killing of Qianhui, the old seven of Xianyi Palace can not do anything for Qianhui. Even if the old seven of Xianyi Palace is re-colored, it is impossible to have a corpse. Anyway, the sword has no eyes, and the old seven of the fairy palace is guilty. She said that she was unintentional.

"Sent the sword!"

The butterfly dances the scabbard in the left hand and the golden sword in the right hand, attacking the Tianzun of the Immortal Palace. her?

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The speed of the sword is approaching the extreme, exceeding the limit of the body of Tian Zun. It is pure speed, of course, it is impossible to do this. The reason why she can do it is because she holds the source of time and the source of space.

The source of time and the source of space can greatly speed up the speed of the butterfly dance. A Tianzun of the Burning Palace has not yet reacted, and the golden sword in the hands of the butterfly dance has already fallen into his shoulder. If it was not a critical moment, he took a step by side with his physical instinct. The golden sword pierced his heart.

"Be careful!"

Tian Zun, next to a fairy palace, shouted, then punched and attacked the butterfly dance. His boxing method was wide open and he punched out like two mountains and slammed into the butterfly dance. He wants to think that if a butterfly dances a girl, it is a big mistake.

Lingdao is the flesh, mainly relying on exercises, followed by blood. The body of the butterfly dance, as long as it depends on the blood, followed by the practice. Although the body of the butterfly dance can not match the physical body of the Lingdao, but the physical strength of the butterfly dance is still superior to other border warriors.

Of course, the butterfly dance can't stand in the same place, let Tianzun Company of Xianyi Palace. Her left hand, waving the scabbard, as a sword, to the Tianzun of the Immortal Palace. The collision of the scabbard and the fist broke out the sound of the earthquake. There is no change in the face of the butterfly dance, but the goddess of the fairy palace is painful and wow.

The scabbard of the butterfly dance not only smashed the hand bones of the Xianzhao Palace Tianzun, but also injured the viscera of the Tianzun Palace. She relies not on pure physical strength but on spatial shocks. The fifth level of space is enough for her to play a role in the space and in the battle.

"The heavenly lord of your fairy palace is really useless. To deal with two girls, we must also adopt human tactics."

Lingdao’s words almost made Tian Zun’s Tian Zun vomit blood. At the top of the Xianzhao Palace, there are too many people to bully people, and what kind of sea tactics are used. Even if they all add together, there are not many people. How can they be tactics?

"The useless things, the strength is not good, let the line, don't throw my face!"

The meaning of the old seven of the Xianyi Palace is to allow the high-ranking Tianzun to deal with the butterfly dance and Qianhui, but it does not allow the Tianzun of the Xianyi Palace to rely on the quantitative advantage to defeat the butterfly dance and Qianhui. It’s really shameful to be bullied, not to mention the genius of Xianyi Palace.

"You don't care about them, because you have to protect yourself, don't you know?"

At the same time of speaking, the old seven of Xianyi Palace has released all the pressures in the middle of Tianzun. He thought that his pressure could affect Lingdao. As everyone knows, Lingdao has already handed over many peaks, and the pressure of the old seven of Xianyi Palace is nothing.

Especially in the Tianhu Holy Land, Lingdao also won the demon of the Yaozu. Although it is to suppress the realm to the level of Tiandao, but it is also to Heaven. Repressing the realm is definitely stronger than they were in that realm.

"Is it hard to protect myself? Just you? Are you telling a joke to me?"

Lingdao does not speak, but once he speaks, he makes the old seven of the Xianyi Palace scream. It is not that the old seven of the Xianyi Palace is not calm, nor is it the impulsiveness of the old seven of the Xianyi Palace, but that the old seven of the Xianyi Palace has never forgotten, and the humiliation that Lingdao brings to him. In the same way, other Tianzun said, the old seven of Xianyi Palace may not care at all, and Lingdao said it is completely different.

"Soon, you know, I am telling the truth!"

The old seven of the fairy palace gave a long breath, and then it was a palm and a palm. The martial arts that he is currently exhibiting, although it is only a martial art of heaven, is the martial arts of heaven. Moreover, this martial art of heaven is still the prototype of a martial art.

"The big ruined palm!"

One after another, the palm of the hand, dense and dense, like the sky and the net, do not give the Lingdao a little hiding space. The old seven of Xianyi Palace raised his power to the extreme, and the palm of the hand seemed to be deeply imprinted in the void. Even if it is the old seven of the Immortal Palace, there is no way to crack the big broken palm.

The old seven of Xianyi Palace can not be said to not pay attention to Lingdao. Although he does not seem to put Lingdao in his eyes, in his heart, it is obvious that Lingdao is placed in a very high position. Otherwise, he will not be able to display the ruins of Emperor Wushu as soon as he comes up.

In order to cultivate the wild and broken palms, the old seven of Xianyi Palace did not know how to eat too much. However, as long as the ruined Tianzhang can defeat Lingdao, the old seven of Xianyi Palace feels that everything is worth it. Of course, he did not think that Lingdao could cope with the ruin of the sky.

In particular, after seeing Lingdao only to sacrifice a Tianfu, the old seven of Xianyi Palace had eaten a reassurance. Although I don't want to admit it, but in the same realm, the old seven of the Xianyi Palace on the Lingdao, my heart is still a bit worried. However, there is nothing to worry about, a little higher than Lingdao.

"Huangji Zhenlongquan!"

Lingdao did not use Yuan Shilong Wang Quan because he could feel the horror of the great deserted palm. The old seven of Xianyi Palace can't be underestimated. Compared with the last time, the old seven of Xianyi Palace did not know how much to force. Of course, compared with the last time, he also made a lot of strength.

The true dragon that is condensed from the Yuan Dynasty is lifelike, and the dragon scales glitter with golden luster in the sunlight. The body of the real dragon is very big, it seems a bit rigid. However, when Lingdao’s double punches were played, the real dragon instantly became flexible.

His fists are no longer like dragon heads, but like real dragon eyes. The true dragon without eyes is dead and dead, not like a living thing. With the real dragon of the eye, it suddenly becomes alive and well, and it feels like a master. Longwei broke out, and the beasts were so powerful that they were outrageous.

One after another, the palm of the hand, playing on the real dragon, just in time, there are hundreds of dragon scales broken. Then, the blood of the real dragon exploded, and it seemed like blood rain in the sky. After that, the keel was crushed and turned into a powder.

"Lingdao, Lingdao, I said, you are not my opponent at the moment. It used to be that your defeat will not matter, because I can turn over and you will not have a chance to turn the corner!"

The old seven of the Fairy Palace laughed and laughed. It was a gesture of a winner. The dragon scales are broken, the dragon's body is blown open, and the keel is turned into powder. The punching method of Lingdao has been broken by him. Facts have proved that the great deserted palm is as powerful as he imagined, and it is the embryonic form of Emperor Wushu.

However, the old seven of Xianyi Palace was only proud of a moment, and the double fists of Lingdao broke through many obstacles, smashing one after another, and smashing in the old seven of Xianyi Palace. Even if the old seven of the Immortal Palace is the emperor, the same is the dizziness of the beggar, and it seems that it is going to fall apart.

After using the fifth turn of the nine-turn dragon, the power of Lingdao has risen to a terrible situation. Don't say that the old seven of the Xianyi Palace is only in the middle of the Tianzun, even if he is the late Tianzun, the same can not withstand the Lingji real dragon fist.

The body of the old seven of Xianyi Palace hit a mountain in the distance and stopped. His first reaction was not to hurt, but to feel that he was dreaming. He is the mid-term Tianzun, Lingdao is only the previous Tianzun, how to see Lingdao should not be his opponent.

"How is it possible? He injured the emperor with a punch?"

"It must be that I am wrong. His realm is even lower than that of the emperor. How could it be the opponent of the Emperor?"

"The emperor can even beat the peak of Tianfeng, but lost to a former Tianzun, what joke?"