Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 845 Dao power is overwhelming, and the dragon fights the tiger!
"hold head high"

At the moment when the blood talisman poured into the sky, and the divine arrow gathered momentum, and was about to leave the string, there was a sharp and majestic sound of sword chant like the chant of an angry sword and dragon coming out of the void.

The sword chant shook the sky, and the space that had been frozen in silence all around seemed to be shattered by the sharp and invisible sharp air. Ripples appeared in the void, and then turned into a heavy wave, sweeping and washing away.

"It's him!"

Song Jinyu was stunned, knowing who was helping, she couldn't help but looked outside in a daze, and when she relaxed, the flames of arrows condensed on the bow also dissipated.

Looking back, Song Jinyu glanced at the old man, the two remained silent and looked at each other.

"Stop worrying!!"

With a roar, roaring at the meeting place, Yun Miao stood up suddenly, her robe bulged, her expression was ferocious, she stared at Duanchou, her whole body was trembling under the stimulation of anger, her eyes spewed fire, she wished to directly kill the people in the Jade Pavilion Cut to pieces.

"It's you again! How dare you spoil my good deeds over and over again!!"

"Boom!!"

On Zi Duanchou, there is a condensed momentum of the way of the sword, and the fierce and unparalleled sword energy is like a divine sword that can lift the sky and the world, piercing the sky, and the invisible and majestic luck also gathers in an instant, sweeping around the divine sword Around, a golden vortex was formed.

In the midst of the whirling disaster, a majestic and vigorous dragon of luck came out with a coiled sword. The dragon's head, dragon body, limbs, dragon tail, and even every sword scale on its body, everything was lifelike and full of sharpness. Qi.

Shenlong!Excalibur! !

Slashing the sky and cracking the earth, shattering the universe, he is the ancient sword, cut off the long river of time, his edge is immortal, he is the dragon of the way, his luck turns into sharpness, he defies the sky and wins the way, and surpasses the common people!

The blood talisman was distorted, nailed to death in the void, like a rag, humble and tattered, unable to suppress it at all, the dragon sword slashed it, easily tore it apart, and looked down at Yun Miao, who had dissipated his breath again, Just like he looked at everyone before.

Small as dust, humble as ants.

Under the astonished eyes of all directions, an indifferent voice came from No.15 VIP room:
"If you can't afford it, don't come out to make a fool of yourself! What kind of thing are you, and you are worthy of competing with this seat. Being slapped in the face once is not enough, and you dare to make noise. Immortal Talisman Sect has a waste like you as a big disciple. It seems that this It's almost time to run out."

Face!

Extremely arrogant, named names, naked, naked, naked slaps in the face! !

Everyone was shocked, stunned, and couldn't believe that Duanchou actually dared to humiliate each other in front of nearly ten thousand real monks in the venue, and even bluntly said that the spirit of the Immortal Fuzong was exhausted.

What kind of arrogance, courage, and strength is this, so that one can not take a killing god, a monster of the immortal sect, in his eyes, and many people are so shocked that they can't say a word.

I have long heard that the master of the Xuantian Sect masters swordsmanship, has no taboos, and is also a master who kills without counting. Seeing him today, everyone feels that his reputation is well-deserved, no!It's even scarier than the rumors!
But for some reason, Duanchou's extremely domineering, sharp and sharp words, at this moment, didn't sound harsh at all. On the contrary, everyone felt an inexplicable joy, an indescribable joy.

These words have been held in their hearts for too long. Facing Yun Miao's coercion, they dared not speak out, but when Duanchou spoke at this time, it was like expressing their hearts.

This feeling is really cool!
On the eleventh day of Zifu, Yun Miao was completely enraged, and the cold killing intent in his eyes was as solid as a knife.

For so many years no one dared to talk to him like that. This Xuantian Sect master who came out of nowhere dared to insult him like this and look at him like an ant. This is a shame!

"Kill him! Only by killing him! Can you wash away the shame on your body! Cut him into pieces, cut his body into pieces, and make him regret coming to this world!!"

The violent and coercive breath erupted like a volcano, and the terrifying killing intent seemed to come from hell, and a fierce and resentful voice roared and roared crazily from the bottom of his heart.

The runes are condensed, turbulent and turbulent, sending out huge waves, shaking the edge, all kinds, countless powerful and mysterious ancient runes, disillusioned and derived in the tide, with monstrous and amazing power, surging out.

Tit for tat, head-on confrontation! !

"Hehe, it's fun, how can Mei'er not be involved in such an interesting thing."

Tu Mei is the direct descendant of the Holy Master (Palace Master) of the Wanmo Palace. She is a talented evildoer and has a noble status. She is a master who is not afraid of anything. Facing the situation, the two clear, soul-stirring eyes suddenly showed a sly look.

With a delicate smile, she clasped her jade fingers lightly and sang softly against her lips. A magic sound swept away like complaints and lingering lingering words.

Immediately, nearly [-] real monks below were in unspeakable misery.

Originally, they were already overwhelmed by the two terrifying pressures of Duanchou and Yunmiao, but now they heard the sad sound of the flute, and the sound of the magic sound lingered, and they were even more distressed. They only felt the obsession deep in their hearts , The buried past, thoughts, and secrets are all revealed violently.

Either sweet, or sad, or dark, or warm. All kinds of things arouse the demons in the heart, and the illusions are full of illusions.

The coercive aura on her body was as strange and unpredictable as the magic music. Tu Mei's move, intentional or not, was an indiscriminate attack, and she went towards Duanchou and Yunmiao.

"Witch!"

Duanchou frowned, a stern look appeared in his eyes, Yun Miao was furious and shouted violently.However, before he could do anything, the sea of ​​clouds surged, the avenue manifested, a cloud bridge stretched across the sky, and it fell down to suppress the magic sound, and another indifferent voice came out.

"Demon girl, since you want to play so much, you might as well join in the fun with the poor Taoist. I just want to learn about the art of heavenly demons and ten thousand phases in your Ten Thousand Demon Palace."

As soon as the words fell, Daoxuan's aura in the No. [-] VIP room was overwhelming, like a river breaking its embankment, the noise was like a flood, and it kept rising.

On the cloud bridge, a breath full of misty and dusty aura manifested. It was the image of a fairy who had ascended from the feathers, holding a cloud map in his hand, with a fairy-like bone, and the sound of fairy sounds bursting out all around him. Guangrui's aura scattered around.

The people below were stunned and stared blankly at the sky, knowing for the first time that the competition between Dao forces and coercion can be so thrilling.

Many real people and real monarchs were ashamed and ashamed.

People are dead compared to others, and goods are thrown away when compared to goods. Everyone's cultivation level is the same, but in terms of comprehension of the great way and strength competition, there is a huge difference. It feels like they have cultivated a fake fairy.
"Daoxuan! In vain for you to be the head of the Immortal Sect, you don't even understand the basics of pity and pity. It's really embarrassing. Since you like to join in the fun so much, you might as well ask me to meet you, so that we can calculate the karma between us! "

Daoxuan made a move to restrain Tu Mei, the bloody son Nie Yun's eyes flickered, he sneered, and also acted as a flower protector, not to be outdone, and under the traction of Qi, the sea of ​​blood was overwhelming, and he attacked brazenly.

(End of this chapter)