At the same time, a strong sense of sword rose from the river.

Like a king!

Despise everything!

Ouyang Jing narrowed his eyes and his eyes solidified. The river of swords behind him soared in an instant and turned into a towering sword. It was as huge as the tip of a sword in a big world pointed at Zhenwu emperor, shaking everyone's heart.

As soon as the magic sword is wielded, it looks like a huge black dragon to Ouyang Jing. Along the way, some creatures that were too late to avoid even screamed and then disappeared in a flash.

He was in the late period of xianshengjing, and his speed was naturally very fast. Although the opponent was the ancestor of sword, his Zhenwu Dang magic sword was not a decoration.

Emperor Zhenwu was infuriated by Ouyang Jing. I will kill you with your sword.

Another thunderbolt fell on the ancient demon God behind Xu Haotian, which made him show his teeth in pain. If this thunder fell on other Daluo Jinxian, it would disappear instantly.

Boom

This force, pretending to be OK!

Xu Haotian, who is crossing the robbery, can't help but erect his middle finger in the direction of the sound.

Even the creatures in the celestial realm can hear clearly.

He said softly. But the sound is instantly resounding through the whole sky, very clear into everyone's ears.

Ouyang Jing's face was expressionless and he said, "killing is worth your life, why nonsense!"

At this time, Zhenwu emperor was full of murderous spirit. Holding the magic sword of Zhenwu, he leaped across the gate of the city with a murderous spirit. When he came to the starry sky, he immediately said, "are you the Ouyang Jing?"

A sound of breaking the sky sounded, and then a figure flew out of the celestial realm, which was Zhenwu emperor.

Whew

However, even though he knew that Xu Haotian had six saints, his movements still did not stop, and the infinite river of Jianhe continued to move forward.

Ouyang Jing murmured to himself that he could see through the number of holy places in the celestial realm. It can be seen how strong his cultivation is.

"Six saints, no wonder emperor Hao can be unrestrained!"

Ouyang Jing was concerned by all people. Without expression, his eyes quickly locked on the celestial realm.

But how difficult it is to achieve the Holy Land

That's the realm where all the cute babies are crazy about. Only by achieving the holy land can we truly live forever.

Holy Land!

In his eyes, the sword Zun has already stepped into the holy land with half a foot!

Meng Wa is also awed by Ouyang Jing's sword. He touches his chin and falls into thinking. He didn't expect that there are such strong men in the world.

Even if he hasn't made a move now, just standing there gives people a feeling of invincibility.

The living creatures talked about Ouyang Jing's power.

"How strong is Ouyang Jing's cultivation? This sense of oppression is so strong!"

"What a strong sword! It's almost a height I've never been able to reach in my whole life. I don't dare to think about it. "

"Hiss Ouyang Jing? In this life, I finally saw his real face

"Here comes the sword Zun!"

Even where to stop, momentum is extremely amazing!

This is jianzun!

No matter who sees him, his heart will be filled with awe.

After Ouyang Jing's hands were down on his waist, his robe sounded with the wind, showing the demeanor of a generation of masters.

All the people felt the mind shaking wildly and looked at the Jianhe somewhere. Where, appear a figure, he stands proud, it is Ouyang Jing!

Foot on the long sword, Ouyang Jing's hands still did not come out from behind.

"Those who deceive the world and steal their names, die!"

Emperor Zhenwu grinned grimly, and the tip of his sword was close to Ouyang Jing, but he did not choose to avoid or attack.

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