Strongest Sword God System

The smoke was filled with dust and roaring.

Cang Yue’s clear scorpion quietly looks at this scene, and there is no slight panic on the delicate jade face.

“Although sword tomb is the winner, but the quality is the ability to get it. If there is not enough Strength, I want to get this sword tomb, and in the end I can only put my life in it.” In midair, The sword is proud and stand out, and the clothes are screaming in the wind, and their eyes are staring blankly at the dust that rolls underneath. The terrifying swords are carried out like a flood.

“Jun Mo Yan, drunk cold autumn, you two don’t want to continue to grind, don’t do it.” The swordsman’s eyes stayed on the back of Cang Yue, his eyes were a little surprised, his figure was about to gallop to the Langya sect disciple, a calm The sound suddenly sounded right below: “Your Excellency is too happy to be too early.”

Buzz!

The majestic Sword Intent, accompanied by a crisp sword cry, rushed to the sky.

This fierce Sword Intent seems to be able to tear the world in front of you in an instant, and the smoke that has permeated the heavens and the earth is a strange death.

“I didn’t die?” The swordsman’s eyes narrowed, and the corner of the mouth twitched with a sneer smile. The long sword in his hand rose again almost instantly, and the scarlet sword swayed like a blood mist to the sword. “The people who can understand Sword Intent are Sword Dao genius. This taste of killing genius is not bad. No wonder Muang Senior Brother likes to kill genius in the past!”

The sword-figure swayed and slammed down to the bottom, but at the moment when his long sword was about to be handed out, his savage sword light smashed the rolling dust in vain. The fierce swordsman gathered on this sword light, and in the blink of an eye, I saw this sword light as a straight shot of the sea.

Terrifying Sword Intent, which is emitted from it.

The face of the sword is slightly changed. The long sword in the hand is almost conditioned, and it is straight and stabbed. It does not avoid the flash and meets the screaming sword light. Its with the body is ruined by True Qi. In the blade, “I don’t believe that the cultivation base of my Heavenly Astral Quad-Peak will not suppress your sword style!”

clang!

The gold and iron intersected with each other, and the dazzling swords immediately raged out. The sword of the sword held the long sword and shook slightly. The sword that ran over it was actually broken under the impact of Sword Intent. The long handle of the whole handle is quickly dimmed.

In the eyes of the sword, a swipe of dignity was passed, and the Sword Intent of the other side far exceeded his imagination, and a feeling of repression was filled with his heart.

But just as the resounding sound fell, a silhouette would pass like a stun. The sky-wide Sword Intent moves like this white clothed silhouette. The incomparable edge spreads out to Su Bai within the body. Picking up the ripple, it shocked the mind of the sword.

The sword of the interpretation is like a boat in the waves of the waves, and the arm is shaking. The figure is about to retire, and its savvy sword light tears the ripple and appears, and then stuns directly in the eyes of the sword.

Shua!

This one sword seems to be the limit of the speed of the breakthrough. It is like the silver river crossing the sky. The sword can only watch this sword light zoom in quickly in the pupil. The sharp Sword Intent is like a double invisible giant hand. On his shoulders, his hands were tied with lead, and the movement of the sword was slow.

The sword light swept past, the unpretentious Qingfeng Ancient Sword pierced the neck of the sword, and the blood was violently rushed forth.

Both sides of the fierce battle are incredulously looking at the scene. In almost an instant, the original sword of the prevailing sword has already died under the sword of Su Bai. Su Bai is completely suppressed by Heavenly Astral’s heavy cultivation base. Heavenly Astral Quadruple’s sword of the interpretation of the sword, watching Su Bai’s light and light look, it is clear that the former roots did not use all the power, an inexplicable chill to the back of Heaven’s Edge Pavillion.

Staring at the tongue of the dead but will not close the eyes, Su Bai’s arm trembled, and a series of blood flowers swayed to the tip of the sword: “One thing you guessed wrong, I am not at a hundred moments. Solve you inside, but to solve you and Jun Mo Yan in the hundred interest, and drunk cold autumn that fellow.”

The breeze picked up, Su Bai’s pair of dirty white boots gently stepped on the breeze, and straight to Junmo.

Wu Gou is holding his eyes, the bamboo sword in his hand is pointed at the tip of the finger, with a smile yet not a smile: “Heavenly Astral Four Peak’s Strength seems to be the same, drunk cold autumn Senior Brother, you regret now Still coming.”

Drunk and cold autumn color is very dignified, he finally realized that the white clothed youngster in front of him seems to be unable to withstand a single blow, especially the latter’s Sword Intent, even if he feels a little taboo, but let him give up In front of the word tomb, he is very unwilling, “Get out!”

The drunk cold autumn palm clasped the long sword behind him, and the male aura fluctuated to the inside of the body, and there was a deep thunder in the vagueness, and he swayed out at the foot of the drunk autumn. Has appeared right in front of Wu Gou.

However, in the face of the terrifying offensive of the drunken autumn, Wu Gou did not have any panic in the laughing voice. He was like a ghost, and he avoided the drunken autumn offensive. The slender bamboo sword was as fast as a lightning bolt. In the cold autumn waist, the sharp spirit penetrated into the blade.

“The firefly’s light can compete with the sun and the moon!”

“Dead fatty, don’t challenge my patience!”

Drunk and cold, coldly snorted, terrifying swords like a tide, now his vitality, directly ignore Wu Gou this one sword, in his opinion, Wu Gou is not enough cultivation base of Qi Condensation 9th Layer, plus In front of this sword is just bamboo sword, even if Wu Gou uses all his strength, he can’t break his sword.

However, just as he was about to stagger the Wu Gou figure, the intense pain was lingering in his waist, drunk and cold brows slightly wrinkle, only the sword that hovered around his waist was broken, and Wu Gou’s hands The bamboo sword crossed his waist.

A blush to the bamboo sword quickly emerged, Wu Gou took the bamboo sword backwards withdraw, lightly said with a smile: “Unfortunately, as long as the bamboo sword advances half an inch, the drunken autumn Senior Brother, you are afraid today I have to be here.”

Brows slightly wrinkle, drunk cold autumn did not expect Wu Gou to be able to break his sword, “It seems that you have learned a lot from Senior’s sword art, but do you think that the cultivation base of your half-hanger can stop me? ”

Wu Gou said in a self-awareness: “Nature can’t stop, but as long as I can stop the Senior Brother, you can count the number of times.”

Drunk cold autumn face slightly changed, Jun Moyan’s Strength and the discourse sword are quite the same, the discourse sword is not the opponent of Su Bai, let alone Jun Moyan: “Jun Moyan must not die, otherwise these Blade and Sword Pavillion disciple and Heaven’s Edge Pavillion The disciple will be like a sand, or even afraid of the strength of the white clothed youngster. At that time, my Hundred Ruler Sect will deal with both Langya Sect and Grave Dream Pavillion. Even if my cultivation base is the strongest, I have to face so many at the same time. People are also a little tricky.”

Drunk cold autumn eyes are a little gloomy, the soles of the feet suddenly slammed, and its figure suddenly launched.

Wu Gou figure once again appeared like a ghost in the front of the drunken autumn, he knows the gap between himself and the cold autumn, so at the beginning, Wu Gou did not intend to confront the drunken autumn, with the unpredictable sword Art and the ghost movement technique are barely dragging the cold autumn.

At the same time, Jun Mo Yan looked at the killing Su Bai, his expression was a little dignified, his palm grip, a black long knife appeared in the palm of his hand, immediately flashed a fierce, handsome True Qi 汹 , , 君 君 , , , , , , , , 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 君 Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi

The sword is the squad of the hundred soldiers, but the most overbearing among the hundred soldiers is the knife.

Blade and Sword Pavillion disciple are usually the Dual Culture, but people like Jun Moyan prefer the overbearing of the knife.

The sky was raging, and it was like a flood that was overwhelmed by Cang Yue. The cold knife wind blew from the heavens and the earth.

The blue silk swayed, Cang Yue, the jade hand holding the long sword relaxed in vain, and the glassy scorpion smiled and greeted the cold knife.

When I noticed the change of Cang Yue, Jun Mo’s eyes shook, and a sharp and unstoppable sound of the wind rang to his ear. This screaming sound of cry made him feel like a cold, looking up, only Seeing the front of Cang Yue, a silhouette slowly descends from the sun, and the drooping Ancient Sword reflects a faint cold light. At this moment, a brilliant sword light rises into the sky.

The mighty knife smashed when the sword light crossed. This beautiful sword light, like the comet across the sky, smashed and smashed in the scorpion of Jun Moyan.

Jun Moyan has a feeling of being in the sea of ​​clouds. This strange feeling makes him very uneasy, long knife, and the big knife is directly issued a large knives of severe zhang, unrelentingly facing Su Bai roared down.

White clothed Like snow, Su Bai volleyed in the air, quietly looking at the raging knife in front of him, vaguely, he has a feeling of kindness, as if this knife is the cloud floating in the end of the sky, think of this, Su Bai corner of the mouth inexplicably provokes a touch of smile.

Elegant as Immortal Flying Over The Heavens !

Ka-cha! The ancient Sword with the beautiful sword light broke through all the barriers, and the lightning-like point fell on the neck of Jun Moyan.

Pū chī, blood is dyed empty.

Jun Mo Yan was hit hard, his face was pale, his body fell sharply, and finally he slammed into the trees behind him, bringing a loud bang.

That Yueyue saw Su Bai once again cleanly killing Jun Moyan, the pale face was covered with incredible color, and the miserable look toward the slender silhouette of the empty, Su Bai leader actually formidable to this point? (To be continued…)