I Have Countless Divine Swords

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and wanted to see who dared to jump out of this festival to provoke Zhou Xuanji.

Every Sect will encounter the suppression of the enemy when the opening ceremony is held, but Zhou Xuanji is named number two in the world. Who can have such courage?

The speaker is the black robed monk in the East Deep Temple team.

In the eyes of the public, he took a step forward, looked toward aloof and remote’s Zhou Xuanji, and laughed at said: “Zhou Xuanji, you received the World’s Chart, it’s really destiny, but it’s just easy to fold, you dare to call it Stopngest innate talent in Ancient and modern times, is it a bit arrogant?”

Zhou Xuanji yelled at him, did not speak.

Regarding the innate talent, he did not brag about the outsiders. This is the title that the world has placed on his head.

This guy wants to provoke him, and the reason for finding it is too lame.

Old Man Daoya and Emperor Sword Court disciple are staring at the black robed monk, smirking and smiling.

Black robed monk face turned cold, slowly rising up, a strange black qi emerged, wrapped around him.

“My ancestors have proven Emperor powerhouse, Onnate Talent, this generation no one and me, my cultivation has been appearing for nearly a thousand years, just today, just step on your name of Sword Emperor.”

He proudly said with a smile, listening to many people moving.

There is a proven Emperor powerhouse on the ancestors?

This is really not a problem.

Unfortunately, Zhou Xuanji is still expressionless, making black robe 僧people heart a fire.

There is a feeling of playing on cotton.

accurate!

He stared at Zhou Xuanji and sneered at said: “How? Panic? Zhou Xuanji, let’s go, today I will beat you in the face of the heroes of the world!”

He opened his arms and black qi turned into a black Buddha shadow, like a big Buddha of evil fire bedevilment.

Black Buddha quickly rose high and wanted to reach the same height as Thousand Hands Sword Buddha.

Just then, Thousand Hands Sword Buddha opened his eyes, two glare shining on Heaven and Earth, and many people closed their eyes.

Thousand Hands Sword Buddha is moving!

Thousands of arms slashed in the sword, like a sword and a sword, with the power of the shackles, unstoppable.

Black robed monk eyelids twitched, just want to resist, the Black Buddha behind him was directly smashed by a sword.

boom–

Black robed monk was directly bursted by giant sword and fleshly body, turned into a burst of mist mist, floating in the air.

The sword wind swayed Heaven’s Falling, causing countless people heart to jump.

Really overbearing power!

Heaven and Earth is still.

Except for the East Deep Temple, all of them were not surprised, but they praised Zhou Xuanji.

A nameless person also wants to challenge Sword Emperor?

Great Emperor descendant, after all, not Great Emperor.

How many descendants of the Great Emperor can offer the Emperor again?

Zhou Xuanji swayed and disappeared from the air.

After a second, he returned to the top of Thousand Hands Sword Buddha.

If he didn’t stare at him, he thought he had never moved.

In fact, he just took away the soul of black robed monk.

This child’s cultivation base reaches Two Tribulations Loose Immortal and is not weaker than Dragon King of Yellow Springs, but it is a pity to find the wrong opponent.

However, this guy’s history is not simple, you can torture it, maybe you can get good information.

“The opening ceremony officially began, destiny!”

Zhou Xuanji loudly shouted, then, the entire Heaven’s Falling swayed.

吟

A dragon roar sounded, Burning Hell Dragon King appeared at the foot of the mountain, turned into a dragon body, and his body shape quickly multiplied, coiled around the mountain, and slammed up.

The formidable dragon body is revealed in everyone’s eyes, and they are stunned.

“Dragon!”

“Really strong big dragon prestige, is it 8th Rank great demon ?”

“More than! 9th Rank !”

“My God, in addition to the Dragon King of Yellow Springs, there are other dragons that reach 9th Rank?”

“Sword Emperor has such a great demon!”

Under the Burning Hell Dragon King dragon scales, there is a magma flowing in it, which is like a tangled cloud that shocks the eye.

The clouds above the sky swayed violently, and another buzzing sounded, compared to the Burning Hell Dragon King.

But the buzz is getting bigger and bigger and more and more majestic.

“This is…roar of Qilin?”

Someone cry out in surprise, causing another sigh of silence.

When I last ran Sword Saint, Zhou Xuanji stepped on Fire Qilin.

Isn’t that Fire Qilin not easy?

After thinking about it, Zhou Xuanji can only collect the top three ancient Divine Beasts from Phoenix.

Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi flocked to the top of the mountain, all Emperor Sword Court disciple felt within the body Something was pulled away from the body, but they didn’t have any discomfort.

The snoring of Zhou Xiaoqi became louder and louder, and it was like a Thunderbolt shocking at the back.

Divine Monk Xuanhe’s face is ugly, and the death of black robed monk hits him tremendously.

To know that even he can not win black robed monk, the result black robed monk was Zhou Xuanji instant kill.

Now I saw Burning Hell Dragon King, and when he heard Fire Qilin’s embarrassment, he was inexplicably frustrated.

He is really not as good as Zhou Xuanji.

He suddenly understood why Xian Xianghua, who could not be alive, would die of Zhou Xuanji.

She may be really admired to like Zhou Xuanji.

He knew Xian Xianghua for so long, and for the first time, she saw her so much for such a man, even Emperor Yang did not let Xian Xianghua heart.

Zhou Xuanji I don’t know Divine Monk Xuanhe’s inner thoughts, he is feeling destiny.

The invisible destiny rises like a whistling wind, and even his destiny is sucked up.

The destiny of the whole court is now poured into Zhou Xiaoqi within the body.

Zhou Xiaoqi’s body grows at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the flames are entangled in power.

“Really strong destiny, worthy of is Sword Emperor.”

At the foot of the mountain, a middle age person admired.

His name is Li Yinyu, wearing a luxurious, air-conditioned atmosphere, is the Blue Sea Building Building Lord, controlling the world intelligence, and today also came to visit Zhou Xuanji, just witnessed such a grand occasion.

The Blue Sea Building disciple behind him is all admired.

No wonder Zhou Xuanji can beat Sword Saint.

It’s just such a destiny, I’m afraid I’m already fighting with Emperor Yang.

at the same time.

Northern Desolate Territory In the north, among the world of ice and snow, Liu Wuji, who was strolling, suddenly looked up towards the south.

At this moment, he has returned to normal body shape, no longer skinny, his eyes are still green, white hair dancing, he is like devil walking in the sky.

“Good boundless destiny, is Zhou Xuanji, or Emperor Yang?”

He muttered to himself, his mouth rising, his expression of killing in his eyes.

When he absorbed Evil King and Fu Hao’s Essence Qi, he also took their memories, and now they have a cognition and no longer understand.

He immediately turned and walked toward the south.

Originally, he wanted to suck Essence Qi from all the creatures in the north, but now he can’t wait to absorb Essence Qi from Zhou Xuanji and Emperor Yang.

A few extras from 100,000 Li.

Baihao Yixin and Feng Kule stand on the cliff, the seasons are like spring, the landscape is picturesque, and the icebergs in front are like the other side, Heaven and Earth.

“Since ancient times, the north is the place of suppression, Great Emperor, your divine weapon is located in the north, will it hit Liu Wuji?”

Feng Kule asked cautiously, and since he became aware of the resurrection of Liu Wuji, he was scared.

With the strength of Liu Wuji, whoever wants to kill will kill anyone, no one can stop it.

Baihao Yixin’s mouth curled up and sneered at said: “Liu Wuji, what is this Emperor Peak is not weaker than him!”