Strongest Dandy System

Sun Jianli's surging intention of killing people is daunting.

At this moment, Na Shan and Na Xue really felt the terrible place of foreign pride.

Ridiculous, they were still trying to compete with this person.

However, sun Jianli was not angry.

But once the anger in the heart was drawn out, the terrible fighting power was totally beyond their ability to resist.

"Since Tiansha has recognized the Lord, congratulations to brother sun."

Xu Liusu hugged his fist and laughed.

He didn't feel sorry for losing the sword.

After all, Xu Liusu is not an expert at using sword, and the Tiansha sword can play a greater role in sun Jianli's hands.

Sun Jianli was so happy that he even said:

"brother Xu helped me take back the ancient Tianjian. Sun Jianli did not expect to repay this kindness."

"If you need me in the future, I will go through fire and water with this kindness!"

"Easy to say, easy to say!"

Xu Liusu still smiles and sighs.

All of this was unexpected, and my brain is still in confusion.

However, does Tiansha sword recognize the Lord, does it mean that there is a glimmer of hope for the great breaking Saint clan?

After all, the previous two patriarchs and Xu Liusu were worried that the ancient heavenly line of the ancient clan could not be handed over to the ancient clan.

But now it's different.

If the sky sword is in hand, only the inheritance of King Yi and King Na will be left.

"Chief Yi, what do you think?"

Na Qianshan saw this scene, and the palpitation in her heart rose again.

The old man seems to be able to foresee that today's young man from a foreign land will have the strength of this rival Saint clan!

Yi Leng's expression seems to be struggling. However, after seeing the result that all the Irans are blocked, his fists are gradually relaxed, and he sighs helplessly:

"ha ha... It's ridiculous... I've been closed to the outside world for many years, and I haven't learned anything except war."

"At present, I only really understand what is the real strong schools."

"What is a rare hundred year genius?"

"No problem!"

Said, Yi Leng takes off the collar on the neck.

It was a black collar that looked flat and had no features at all.

But it was this act of Iren that made all the Irans on one side pale.

"Clan, clan leader, you?"

"Daddy, you really want it!"

"Patriarch, you have to think twice..."

among them, there are some dissuasive voices.

After all, this collar represents a hundred years of inheritance of the Yi nationality. Should we really give in to each other?

But what can we do if we do not?

Yi Leng shook his head, looked at his own people and said slowly:

"don't you understand that by chance, these three foreign children can come here, and what they do is to conform to the meaning of ancient gods."

"The ancient god once created this fertile land, and the strong man like a forest can benefit future generations."

"However, these strong men used force to wage war..."

"fortunately, the appearance of the three kings of our three clans will enable us to live a stable life for a hundred years."

"But with the appearance of the saints, we are doomed again."

Yi Leng fingered a little and recited a series of strange ancient region pithy formulas.

Time, the black collar released a silver white beam of light, the light is bright, just like shining on the night!

After a while, these silver rays slowly spread out, revealing a curved bow about half a Zhang long.

On it, there are inscriptions and seal cutting, as well as countless ancient characters flashing a hair.

What a long bow

Hou Qing eyes a coagulation, issued a sound, heartfelt praise!