I Have Countless Divine Swords

Seeing Sword Emperor is still rampant, not crumbling Holy Ghost, Nanmu Tianyi coldly said, “Sword Emperor, if you’re not afraid, try it!”

He’s right hand waved, and the iron chain in his twelve French ancestors collapsed instantly.

The invisible Holy Ghost roars towards Sword Emperor.

Sword Emperor’s great light sword on the top of his head switched up, the storm screamed, shaking the Universe space, making Holy Ghost impossible.

Zhou Xuanji complexion slightly changed, immediately removed from Sword Emperor.

The nearby Divine Lineage was shaken by a madness, and the veins were volatile, as if they were to be broken at any time.

Nanmu Tianyi catalyzed divine power to resist the wind pressure.

The same is true of the twelve French grandfathers, who look forward to the tremendous light sword, and they’re nervous.

“This guy is too strong. Are we really going to deal with him?”

“For Origin Court!”

“How can Holy Ghost not be near? Isn’t it invisible, without divine power?”

“How can this guy be so strong without the strength of Paragon in the court of Kunlun Origin?”

“His Sword Dao is unusual, and we must be careful.”

Twelve François transmission exchanges fear of being killed by Sword Emperor.

If they were not afraid of death, Kunlun Origin Court would not have fallen so far, Divine Lineage would have killed each other.

The wind didn’t stop, but it was stronger.

Sword Emperor, with great light sword, slandered said, “Are you scared?”

Nanmu Tianyi and the others replied that the light sword on his head had suddenly exploded.

At that brake, Zhou Xuanji felt only one flower in front of his eyes, and then he was knocked out.

Everything has become pale!

Nothing. Absolutely dark!

…

Zhou Xuanji felt the heat in a mess of bad news.

His consciousness slowed down, his memory was as high as the tide flowing into his head, and he looked open.

His curtains are marked by a huge dragon head, a body like the surface of the volcano, scarlet hole, a wave of cigarettes coming out of his nose, poking on his body and blowing his robe.

This is a dark Void, Zhou Xuanji tied up on a stone pillar, and the column is hot, and the space around it creates visible fluctuations in the eye.

The downstairs are flowing, they can’t see the bottom, drowning Draon body of giant dragon.

Zhou Xuanji appears to be next to Nanmu Tianyi and twelve French grandfathers, who were similarly tied to stone pillar, all woke up, all down and their faces were sunk.

“What’s going on?”

Zhou Xuanji, why didn’t Sword Emperor kill them?

Sword Emperor can’t kill him himself, but someone else can kill, what the hell is that guy thinking?

He can’t imagine, a mess in his head.

He took a deep breath, and he said, “What the hell happened? What about Kunlun Origin Court?”

No one answered him, everyone was silent.

The atmosphere is silent.

After a while, Zhou Xuanji couldn’t stop yelling at said, “Are you all fucking dead?”

These people are all the pillars of the Kunlun Origin Court, and how can he not be angry at the loss of his head today, as if the body walked away?

“Well, give up, our divine power has been absorbed by Sword Emperor and no hope of escape.”

Nanmu Tianyi sighs, and he’s all very popular and no longer has the past.

Twelve grandfathers are more silent, just like dead.

Zhou Xuanji 皱眉，询问said: “那你知道什么？”

Nanmu Tianyi looked at him, eyes holes, ghosts said, “We’ve failed, don’t ask, I don’t know. I can’t do anything right now.”

Like Zhou Xuanji, they woke up here, and they were angry like Zhou Xuanji, but the loss of divine power pushed them into the abyss of despair.

Zhou Xuanji was wrinking his eyebrows, and he found his own intene power still.

Why did Sword Emperor leave him alone with a towbase?

Just because he’s Sword Emperor’s opposite?

It’s not right!

There

must be another reason!

Nanmu Tianyi stopped talking, and Zhou Xuanji also started thinking about the response.

He has to get out of here, back to Emperor Sword Divine Lineage.

What he is most concerned about now is the Sword Emperor massacre of Emperor Sword Divine Lineage.

Silence lasts for a while.

Zhou Xuanji decided to proceed.

He pushed Reversing-Chaos Divine Ability, the pressure of the anti-ballistics chain, to follow the smoke.

Nanmu Tianyi and the twelve grandfathers realized looking towards him, and then, all of them were stuck.

They’re stupid, and they can’t believe their eyes.

“How did you do that?”

A French ancestor challenged how could they all be removed from the seal by Sword Emperor’s strength and by Zhou Xuanji, a weaker Zhou Xuanji?

Nanmu Tianyi staring at his eyes, and wrong asking said, “Is your divine power still there?”

Zhou Xuanji slightly nodded, get Little Paragon Sword, ready to rescue them.

These people are the top powerhouse in Kunlun Origin Court, and one more battle strength!

He was just about to do it, and he felt that his shoulder was being held by a strong hand.

He turned his mind around and saw Ren Niming just coming up behind and staring at him in cold face.

Zhou Xuanji was unable to do so if he wanted to earn it.

that guy must be Ren Niming’s opponent!

“Damn it, Anti-Kunlun has invaded Kunlun Origin Court?”

Zhou Xuanji is wrinking and vigilant.

Ren Niming’s cold says, “Where do you want to run?”

He righthand dumped, and Zhou Xuanji only felt spinning, and then he was dumped on stone pillar, and the iron chain again surrounded his body.

Zhou Xuanji came back to his senses and was sealed.

He looked to Ren Niming and said, “What are you doing?”

Ren Niming quietly answered said, “God wants three thousand rules of origin with the supreme talent of fifteen stars aptitude, and you meet this condition, and you wait, and you won’t want your life for a while.”

That giant dragon starts up, moved towards the top of the rolling flame, burning Void.

“How’s Kunlun Origin Court now?”

Zhou Xuanji went after him and looked closely at Ren Niming’s eyes.

Ren Niming coldly snorted, said: “Naturally, God is Paragon, not guilty of atrocities against Origin Court.”

He’s shaking up, coming up on dragon head, sitting on his knee, and starting to sit down and wait.

Zhou Xuanji is wrinking tightly, and he’s in a very upset mood.

“Don’t worry, Sword Emperor is not around, and you still have the chance to get out.”

Little Paragon’s voice suddenly passed into Zhou Xuanji’s ears and made his eyeballs comfortable.

At

this juncture, hear Little Paragon’s voice, make him immediately comfortable.

After all, this guy is also a Paragon.

“The other side is Fate, but much higher than the one under your hands. He should be Supreme Fate of Anti-Kunlun, strong, not weak than Paragon, the red dust.”

Little Paragon continues to sound transmission saying that the tongue is heavy.

Zhou Xuanji said, “What am I supposed to do?”

Little Paragon was excited to say, “Eat him!”

Eat?

Zhou Xuanji is stuck, and some do not understand what Little Paragon means.

“I’ve all understood that this guy kept your cultivation base, just to let you swallow this Supreme Fate!”

Little Paragon 接下来的话让他更加迷糊。