Sword Moving Nine Heavens

“The two Junior Sea Boundary juniors also dared to impudent in front of the old man!” Mao Qianwu coldly snorted, the top of the head of the shrine, the glory of the hair, and countless ghosts emerged, against the Zhou Heng and Sang Qingshan attack .

“Roll!” Zhou Heng was thunderous, and the golden villain roared and roared, black long sword and Violet Sky Dragon cut through the ghosts.

Hey, like boiling soup, snow, sword qi Sky Dragon, these ghosts are screaming, one after another! But compared to the ghosts made by Yang Zhan, these are now much more powerful, and they are immediately re-formed after melting.

“Brother Zhou, is this person from Yang Family?” Sang Qingshan reveals the color of doubt.

Everyone knows that Yang Family got the inheritance of Ghost Corpse Sect, so Sang Qingshan immediately put Mao Qianwu into the ranks of Yang Family, but he couldn’t remember how Yang Family has such a master!

Of course, every giant has its own secrets. Although many masters are not known, they can suppress one party if they come out!

When they walked through the world, they used the pseudonym, just like the martial cultivator. These people are the secret weapons of the family.

Between the words, he shouted, his hands jerked, and a python of spiritual power appeared immediately, and slaughter was launched against those ghosts.

Zhou Heng also went all out, Black Sword oscillated, played a path of black sword waterfall, Violet Sky Dragon anger dance, constantly burning ghosts, said: “He is not Yang Family, is Mao Family’s Mao Qianwu!”

“What, Mao Family?” Sang Qingshan was shocked. Python was swallowed up by a group of ghosts. “How does Mao Family have the inheritance of Ghost Corpse Sect!” He was shocked and almost unacceptable.

“That’s to ask this old guy!” Zhou Heng made all the tricks, eight-color lotus, golden fist, Violet Sky Dragon, snow and ice, but a great realm was finally suppressed.

“hmph, the dead don’t need to know that many!” Mao Qianwu murderous aura mad, he confided to Zhou Heng before, wanting to let Zhou Heng heart, slamming with him or directly surrendering Three Yang Heavenly Venerate Inheritance.

When he wants to come, longevity is what everyone dreams of, throwing such a big temptation, how can Zhou Heng not be hooked? Don’t say Zhou Heng, there is Divine Transformation Boundary Heavenly Venerate comeback, I will be impressed when I hear the longevity!

Unfortunately, he underestimated Zhou Heng’s ambition!

In Zhou Heng’s opinion, he can definitely become a singer after breaking into the Divine Transformation Boundary. Then why bother to do this wicked thing? Moreover, Mao Family almost killed Zhou Dinghai, which is the unforgivable of Zhou Heng, destined to have a party completely extinct!

Mao Qianwu is cold, since Zhou Heng is stubborn, he can only kill him on the spot! Although this does not guarantee the inheritance of Three Yang Heavenly Venerate, the treasure tower and the sword are real, as long as you kill Zhou Heng, you can win it!

His hands and feet danced and the two palms turned into a seven-headed snake, which went to Zhou Heng and Sang Qingshan.

Nine-Headed Serpent !

This is the Family of Bloodline of Mao Family. Although they somehow got the inheritance of Ghost Corpse Sect, the Force of Bloodline can be used as a martial art, no conflict! Compared to Mao Yuheng’s three-headed snake, Mao Qianwu’s Force of Bloodline is much stronger.

The seven-headed snake and ghosts attacked Zhou Heng and Sang Qingshan at the same time.

“Brother Zhou, this battle makes me the main attack!” Sang Qingshan laughed and laughed. “After you battled with Yingshan Muzhi, the gods grew, so I saw it!” So, let me come!”

Zhou Heng Black Sword swayed and erased the ghosts of the road, also said with a big smile : “Brother Sang just ask!”

“Two juniors, act recklessly!” Mao Qianwu was furious, was he the fish in the vegetable market, and he was picked and picked by two juniors!

Sang Qingshan took a helmet from the spacecraft and put it on. This is a dark green metal snake head helmet, but it is a corner. When he put it on, the whole humanity immediately rises exponentially, as if a Heavenly Venerate has reappeared from ancient times, full of great power.

“Spirit Serpent Crown?” Mao Qianwu’s eyes suddenly became hot. “I didn’t expect the Spirit Serpent Crown to fall into your hands. No wonder you formed the god of the snake! Hahaha, my Mao Family is Nine-Headed Serpent bloodlines. This Spirit Serpent Crown can play the most powerful role in my Mao Family, hand it over to the old man!”

He temporarily left Zhou Heng, and the ghosts and the seven-headed snakes were all bombarded with Sang Qingshan.

“Go!” Sang Qingshan eyes sharpened, his hands stroked, and a fierce strength stroked out, turned into a knife peak, a few hundred zhangdred zhang long, swayed to Mao Qianwu.

Bang!

The blade was rolled over, and the ghost and the seven-headed snake were all smashed into two pieces. The remaining strength did not disappear, and they did not enter the mountain wall. Only heard a loud noise, the whole mountain was slipping down, like the sky. It’s going to collapse!

“A little junior!” Mao Qianwu became more and more angry, his hands were constantly swirling, and the ghosts and the seven-headed snake appeared again. His eyebrows were all open, and his head was also opened with a big mouth and evil spirits.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Sang Qingshan alone and Mao Qianwu fought, but I was able to play back and forth, and never let go!

Zhou Heng asked the surname to retreat to the side as a spectator, and gradually clear comprehension in his heart.

The helmet worn by Sang Qingshan is obviously a treasure, but unlike the average peerless instrument, it can raise the enemy by itself, but enhances the fighting power of Sang Qingshan itself! Not a spiritual level, but a god!

This treasure is not valid for ordinary Warrior, because it can only be enhanced if it has its own gods.

Sang Qingshan’s spiritual level has not changed, but the gods seem to be playing chicken blood, very active, and his strength is soaring, and can compete with the real Forming Embryo Boundary!

Zhou Heng brows slightly wrinkle, Sang Qingshan At this time, the combat power is indeed strong, but it also has a huge hidden worry, then a lasting surname! There is no power in the world to reap without sowing. Sang Qingshan’s soaring power at this time is at the expense of overdrafting the future, in exchange for a short burst of time!

If he can’t beat Mao Qianwu in a limited time, then there is no accident, his situation will become very bad!

This guy is really desperate! !

But dare to desperately is one thing, but who is killed is another thing! Since Mao Qianwu can block Sang Qingshan from attacking like a storm, then nature can continue to support it until Sang Qingshan shows a lack of support and wins!

In any case, Mao Qianwu is the best of the three, and the cultivation base of the Forming Embryo Boundary is not blown out!

But the old guy’s face is also quite ugly, and he was entangled by a Junior Sea Boundary’s junior and couldn’t win. This made him look old and light, and he couldn’t wait to shoot Sang Qingshan to hate it!

Zhou Heng is feeling that it is really hard to kill an Old Ancestor of Forming Embryo Boundary!

Before he used his body as a bait, he was almost killed by Yingshan Muzhi, which led the other party into the trap, Soaring Heaven Nine Forms, and killed each other under the sword! But this matter can only be one or two. Which Forming Embryo Boundary Old Ancestor will be a fool, and then he will be yin?

He secretly prepared, as soon as Sang Qingshan showed his defeat, he rushed out to save people and started the Swift Clouds Flowing Light Step!

Sang Qingshan can stand out from the younger generation of Tianjiao and become one of the few people who have become a god. Naturally, he has his own superiority. The innate talent of his own battle is very powerful, and Sang Family is also Sky Dragon. The imperial martial arts of Imperial Dynasty are definitely the best.

When his strength is raised to the extent that he can compete with Mao Qianwu, it is like a peacock with the same wings, completely releasing his ray of light.

However, Mao Qianwu will be worse?

Can you enter the Forming Embryo Boundary, and which one is not a genius in genius?

Even if Sang Qingshan can resist him in strength, it is a dream to defeat the old-fashioned Forming Embryo Boundary Old Ancestor. It is a great pain for the growth of Sang Qingshan!

Of course, this can’t be compared with the previous Zhou Heng. At that time, Zhou Heng was often at a critical juncture. The pressure is not the same as Sang Qingshan!

Extremely strong and fading!

After half an hour of fighting, Sang Qingshan’s face was white and covered with cold sweat. When the blow was made, every muscle was beating, as if torn.

Zhou Heng still hasn’t shot. Now is the time when Sang Qingshan’s willpower is really tested. The longer he persists in this state, the better it is for his god’s growth!

“Peace, go to death!” Mao Qianwu naturally does not want to be the sharpening stone of others, and he has long, he launched a strong attack, the seven-headed snake and ghosts are not roaring like thunder, shaking the terrifying breath.

Diligence, two interest, three interest!

Zhou Heng looks like a sword, Sang Qingshan can continue to persist for only a short time to count!

Ten breaths !

Hey, Zhou Heng flew out, at this time, Sang Qingshan took another hand, but there was no effort to send it out, but one fell directly from the sky!

“Seven snakes!” Mao Qianwu roared, his arms turned into two giant snakes like mountains, and they bite away at Sang Qingshan.

Zhou Heng Step on the air, Swift Clouds Flowing Light Step to the extreme!

Bang!

Four heads of four seven-headed snakes bite together, but after a moment, I saw Zhou Heng’s sword smashed out, black sword shadow broke through the ghost, xiu xiu xiu, and his left arm squatted down Sang Qingshan. Sweeping like a fly!

“Hugh!” Mao Qianwu was furious and went after the slightest hesitation.

But what is the speed compared to Swift Clouds Flowing Light Step?

Zhou Heng’s figure is as fast as electricity. Even if he is still carrying a person, it is not what Mao Qianwu can look forward to. The gap between the two sides has not narrowed down, but has been constantly expanding!

“Primary, you just fled to the ends of the earth, old man will also degrade your first class!” Mao Qianwu is going crazy!

When these two juniors are the youngsters, do you want to go up, if you are tired, just pat your ass and leave?

“Old ghost, are you sure you want to continue to chase it?” Zhou Heng turned back with a smile, the sky has already cast the shadow of the giant ship, the 18-door Lingguang gun cannons turned, locked to Mao Qianwu. (To be continued.)