Immortal Road

    Zhao’s calculations on the side were completely shocked. This is a joke. Zhao has no name for seven steps, but there is nothing wrong with it, but absolutely never thought that Yan Zhen can use such a terrible sword flow, and twenty Sword Intents are integrated into one sword.

    Zhao Wuji suddenly thought of what Yan Zhen said before: "Four times, four times, this is four times, Mom, I am really annoyed, Zhao is not counting, you play this variety every day. The abacus is not tired. Today, I don’t play any abacus. I have to break through. Roll everything with absolute force and control your intrigue. ”

    At that time, Zhao did not think so much about this sentence, and thought that Yan Zhen was completely bragging.

    But now, Zhao has nothing to think about, so it seems that Yan Zhen is not necessarily bragging. Swordplay can reach this point, and there is indeed the possibility of crushing. Zhao Wu is very predictive, is there any way to break Yan Zhen, but for a time he wants to find out what to do.

    His feather fan is moving faster and faster.

    His heart is getting less and less calm.

    However, he still did not think of a solution.

    In his mind, from time to time flashed through the power of the four words, quite ironic.

    The other slayers on Wind and Cloud Mountain are also completely shaken. Mom, what a joke, twenty Sword Intents are integrated into one sword, which is not popular in the fusion of fifteen or six Sword Intents into one sword. What is this concept, it is simply not thinking or thinking. .

    Yan Zhen is really already against the sky.

……

    In the field, Yan Zhen's battle against the solitary mouse and the squirrel was temporarily suspended.

    In the eyes of the solitary mouse, there was a nearly crazy smile: "Haha, it’s not easy to kill me. I’m crazy." After he finished this sentence, his whole body burned. With a powerful energy, this energy is earth-shattering. The solitary mouse is a very confident and very arrogant person, even if the other side is stronger, he is not afraid to fear, to fight with the strongest force. The mad lion is a solitary mouse, never surrendering and not giving up and losing.

    Yan Zhen naturally sees this, but Yan Zhen is also laughing: "You don't accept defeat, then we will fight well and see who is strong and who is weak." Yan Zhen's body also released endless Fighting, I hate the intrigue and tricks, and finally I can fight hard once.

    Yan Zhen once again scattered the great evil king into five handles.

    Above each handle, the strongest Sword Intent is attached.

    20 Kinds of Sword Intent launched.

    You are crazy, I am more crazy than you.

    You are tyrant, I am more arrogant than you.

    You are proud, I am more proud than you.

    You cow, I am more cattle than you.

    You hang, I am hanging more than you.

    This is the sky that went to the ground, but the only sword sword that I admire, the sword flow in the world.

    Yan Zhen fully integrated his beliefs into this sword, with an endless demise of domineering, and an absolute hegemonic approach. The screaming mad sword flow of the solitary mouse. The sword god sword flowes with the sun's blazing fire squadrons to break the luxuries of the eternal ice of the mysterious sacred ice, the shackles of hard life, the thunder and the thunder, the broken and broken.

    This time, Yan Zhen won, and Yan Zhen knew that the solitary mouse would not escape. Yan Zhen did not use other swords, and once again urged the sword to flow, and once again flowed with the singular sword of the solitary mouse, without any clever pair. This kind of battle, hard is the hard power, the hard is the courage, the hard is the will, the fight is crazy. On these, Yan Zhen, who has gone through countless battles, will not be worse than the solitary mouse.

    Bucket

    Fight again!

    Continue to fight!

    This is already the fifth sword sword flow. In the past five fights, Yan Zhen has the upper hand. At this time, Yan Zhen, his feet squatting slightly, holding the big evil king in his hand, looking at the opponent's solitary mouse with a slightly forward-looking posture. At this time, the solitary mouse blouse burst into a burst, exploding with an explosive muscle, and his body has a variety of bleeds, his breath is very unstable, breathing is light and heavy, but his will still Very firm.

    Yan Zhen admired the solitary mouse, and he was so crazy fighting at this time. But admire the opponent but want to kill each other, there will be no trace of one hand, this is the battle of men. Yan Zhen holds the big evil king and once again drives the sword sword flow.

    Screaming! Roar! Xiao Xiao! Start the strongest force! Shock it! Attack it.

    "Hong!"

    Yan Zhen once again waved the sixth sword sword flow. The sword god sword flow is actually quite large. When the sixth sword sword flow is used in the ordinary time, the state of Yan Zhen will also decline somewhat. But today, when I met an opponent like the solitary mouse, the state did not fall. Yan Zhen only feels cool, endless cool. Battle, endless battle. The sixth sword sword flow even slightly super-level play, smashed the opponent's equally powerful and extreme attack, and then pierced the heart of the solitary mouse with an endless squandering posture.

    Everything, stop in an instant.

    The solitary mouse looked at Yan Zhen and smiled a long time: "Ha ha ha ha, this battle is very happy, the loss is not bad, and the death is the same." After the solitary mouse, he picked up the wine. Hey, drink it.

    Some of the wine was left behind his beard and soaked his clothes.

    After taking a sip of the solitary mouse, he looked at his own sword: "Frenzy sword, mad sword, you have been fighting with me for so many years, I lost today, but lost, you are also expected to fight well. Well, after today, you will be with a mad sword to accompany me under the yellow spring."

    The solitary mouse pours a jar of wine on the sword, and it seems that the sword is being fed.

    After the solitary mouse had finished his sword, he took out a jar of wine and patted the clay seal and drank it. This time, I was drinking so much, but I didn't know when the wine had stopped. His people didn't move, and they didn't take out the wine again.

    Once again, the eyes of the solitary mouse are large, although the mouth is made to pick up the wine, but his breath has long stopped, his attitude stopped at the time of drinking, but the person is already dead.

    Yan Zhen looked at the death of the solitary mouse, but also could not help but sigh in the heart, this solitary mouse is very interesting. Its younger brother, Du Gu 12 is a cultivator who uses all kinds of mean means. Zhao is a sinister sinister and unpredictable cultivator, while the solitary mouse is a cultivator of the heroic cloud. It seems that the demons are not all bad, but there are still a small number of demons who are quite good.