Blade and Sword God Sovereign

A brand new world is unfolding in front of them. It is like a virgin land that is being slaughtered. The blood of the mercenaries is boiling, and the impulse to do whatever they want is burning in their blood.

"Everyone listens, the head of the group has orders, no private activities, no one can leave the ten-mile range without the permission of the head of the team, killing innocent." There is a one-eyed middle-aged man on the battleship, his shoulder standing Only the white dragon is horrible.

This is the stewardship of the Black Blood Dragon Mercenary.

A heart-wrenching, extremely terrifying existence.

As soon as he spoke, the mercenaries were quiet and did not dare to be noisy, apparently with high prestige.

However, there is only one person who seems to have gone to the distance without paying attention to the management.

This is a young man who seems to be only in his early twenties.

He wore a green shirt, black long hair thick like a waterfall, slender figure, complex eyes with surprises, looking around everything, his face had a deep love, whispered: "coming back I finally came back..."

He stepped forward step by step, and did not listen to the one-eyed one-eyed words.

"Hey-!" The dragon's shoulders of the management's shoulders swayed, like a white lightning, breaking through the void.

"This kid is going to be unlucky." There are mercenaries gloating.

I saw that too many unruly mercenaries were torn into pieces by this dragon with a holy level of combat. Many old mercenaries had already treated the young man as a dead one, this time in order to invade the new one. In the world, the Black Blood Dragon Mercenary Group recruited a lot of newcomers to come in, and these will definitely be regarded as newcomers to the cannon fodder. They are all unruly and unruly. It’s time to pack one and kill the chicken and watch it for the monkey. .

The white dragonfly shook its wings, and the eyes stared at the blue figure, slamming into it, like a lightning bolt, and there were thunders between the sharp claws, and even the void was twisted under the claws.

The management of the one-eyed broken arm was ruthless, and there was a trace of cruelty in the depths of his eyes.

If you don't listen to him, you have to die.

Otherwise, the mercenaries of the entire mercenary group are not against the sky?

far away.

The young man seems to have not sensed the horrible dragon slaying. He still walks slowly step by step. The northern region is in the early spring, but the snow is still thick, giving people a kind of cold.

In the twinkling of an eye, the dragon's claws almost caught his shoulder.

Just then, the young man’s shoulders swayed.

call out!

A sword light burst.

"唳——!" Long screamed with a scream, and was hit by Jianguang without any suspense. He slammed into a **** explosion, and the white feathers scattered in disorder.

Spike!

Between the blows, the holy dragon blasted.

Those schadenfreudes waited for the lively mercenaries to smile on their faces.

The one-eyed one-man management on the big ship also stayed in place for a moment.

This young man... is strong!

For a time, no one dared to stop him again.

On the way forward, I deliberately tried to provoke the mercenaries of the young people. I was cold and sweaty, only to know that I had walked in the hands of the **** of death. If the young people did not want to care about them, only I am afraid that they have died hundreds of times already?

Including the haze of the management, the eyes also slightly smashed, losing the dragon scorpion is a huge blow to him, because it is an important part of the management of the battle, his eyes are filled with cold, but no shot .

Because he has already seen it, the young man is too strong and he is not an opponent at all.

Unless the head of the group personally shot...

He looked back and saw that the door of the big ship's command cabin was tightly closed. The horrible head of the trepidation did not have any indication. He did not believe that the head of the group did not see this scene, so there was only one Explanation--

The head of the group did not want to provoke the boy.

"What kind of guy will be brought to the endless continent!" The management was even more surprised.

......

Less than half a day.

The figure of the young man in the green shirt appeared under the door of the sword.

He stood quietly at the pool of the sword and looked up. The handsome face was hard to hide, but soon the excitement became a confused color, and the young man's face appeared dignified.

"How come... so few people?"

He is at a loss.

Because he sensed it, there are not many people on the mountain gate, and the picture in his own imagination has a far difference.

"Is it..."

He has a bad feeling in his heart.

In the next moment, he stooped and instantly came to the mountain gate.

The bustling mountain gates were covered with thick yellow leaves. It is obvious that the guardian array of the Jianzongshan Gate has been disordered. In his memory, according to the manipulation of the array, it should now be the same as the outside climate. Yin Yin, the beginning of the grass is the beginning of spring, but now the season on the mountain gate is clearly a bleak autumn.

The breeze blew through and the dust was flying.

It seems that it has not been cleaned for too long, the dust is everywhere, many of the martial arts have been connected to the spiders, all kinds of weeds, and even the fat rabbits are coming and going, some buildings have even collapsed, the original stone statues Above, it is also dusty.

Looking at it, it’s all a bleak scene.

"Empty?" Tsing Yi young man stood in the same place, the disappointment in his heart is indescribable, he suddenly thought of something, a heart in his heart, lightning shot to the back mountain area.

In the blink of an eye.

The aura here is a little more abundant. Young people find that the Houshan garbage area is somewhat different from their own memories. Many new buildings and temples are much better than the once stinky environment. These are obviously Later built.

But these buildings are still dissatisfied with dust and spiders, apparently it has been too long for no one to live.

"There are not too many traces of fighting. It doesn't seem to have been invaded, but why is there no one?" The young man joked to himself, and in a twinkling of an eye, came to the back of the mountain garbage cliff.

Looking at it, he was a little sluggish.

Originally it should be a deep abyss of the crypt. I remember that there were countless questions about the Jianzong disciples being forced into the abyss of the whirlwind, but now the crypt abyss disappeared and replaced by a huge pit. It is as if the entire back mountain has been hollowed out.

"The whole back mountain has disappeared... Was it taken away by the people of the slashed swords?" The young man remembered what he used to be. He couldn’t help but burn his heart. This time he came back and would never let go. Tian Jianzong.

Only at this time, his heart is more worried about the safety of the Zongmen.

What happened here after I left.

Just then, in his eyes, suddenly flashed a trace of cold.

Because of the wind coming from behind, three or four figures appeared, the strength is extremely good, and slowly forced over, not the person who asked Jianzong.

"Friend, I see you are very raw, come on the number, the man of the sect. What are you doing here?" The first middle-aged literary man with a sullen face is threatening, looking at the young man's eyes. Good intentions.

The young man glanced at the three people at random and looked at the huge pit in front of him. "Who are you? Why are you in my house?"

Your home?

The four people stunned and seemed to realize what they were, and the middle-aged scribes in the middle of the gaze flashed a glimmer of joy. "You are the one who asked the swordsman?"

"Ask the sword-song Tsing-shirt, the Eastern Court, Fang Tianyi." The young man reported the name very seriously. For him, the name has a very special meaning.

"Fang Tianyi? I haven't heard of it," said a sneer, Hu Zhuanghan, sneer. "But, since you are a person who asks Jianzong, then you can honestly let it go, and the Laozis will make meritorious deeds, haha, keep it for half a year." I finally waited for a miscellaneous fish."

Fang Tianyi's brow slightly wrinkled and said: "You are rounding up to ask the swordsmen?"

"How is it? Hahaha..." Hu Dahan laughed.

call out!

A sword light was born.

All four felt that the eyes were cold, and the eyes were not visible for a moment. They were stabbed by the sword and the eyes were suddenly stunned. They retreated in the first time.

When the gaze can see the scene again, the middle-aged scribes are shocked to see that Hu Dahan’s face is desperate, the huge figure is swaying, the head is rolling, the blood arrow is ejected from the chest, and the body is dead. Eliminate.

"I will die." Fang Tianyi calmly said.

If you say it at your own right, if you say it at the moment, it will definitely make the middle-aged scribes disdain, but at this time they have the deterrent power of death. The strength of the middle-aged man is the middle level. Within a few thousand miles, the square is a top-ranking strongman, but even if this young man can't get it, he will be killed in an instant. The other three people ask themselves if they are stronger than the middle-aged and strong, but they can't block it. The young man in the green shirt.

"go!"

The middle-aged scribes sang low and turned and fled.

But in the next moment, he suddenly found out that an unprecedented horror atmosphere, such as the Taigu foothills, was overwhelmed, letting him push the body's mysterious atmosphere, but he couldn't fly at all, even with his fingers. Not enough.

What is this power?

Is it... the breath of the supreme deity?

The three great sages realized this, and suddenly they were so scared that they were so pale that they had no luck in their hearts. They thought of the legend about asking Jianzong. Did Ding Hao really move Zongmen into the fairy world, and this is in front of him. Asked the disciples of Jianzong, is it coming from the fairy world? Otherwise, how could his strength be so terrible?

"Who are you?" Fang Tianyi turned his back and asked calmly.

The three men looked at each other and did not speak.

Fang Tianyi smiled slightly, a sword whistling, and the head of a holy power was smashed. Since he was asked about the enemy of Jianzong, he would not have any mercy in his shots. His heart has become hard as iron.

"You...we are the people of [Qingchuan Temple], although your strength is strong, but my [Qingchuan Temple] is also..." Another sacred place strong man was shocked and angry.

call out!

It is also a sword light.

This man said half of it, and the body was divided into two. Even if the soul could not escape, it was completely killed.

The remaining middle-aged scribes have been scared to tremble like a sieve.

How did you actually encounter such a killing god?