Blade and Sword God Sovereign

Hey, is that fat cat actually not dead?

When I looked back, I saw only the huge body of the evil moon. At the moment of flying, it was like a leaking pig's bladder, which instantly shrank and became normal. The limbs were clutching in the air, then banging, heavily Hit the distant rockery, put a clear fat cat print on the hard rock, and then slowly slide down on the ground.

Unbelievably, the huge power of the sea, even if it is a master of the innate Wu Zong realm, will also directly blast, but actually did not cause the slightest injury to this fat cat, his white hair actually Did not drop one.

"The old lady and you fight!"

At the moment of falling on the ground, the evil moon directly ran away, and the mouth screamed indiscriminately, turning into a silver lightning, and ejected toward the void in the left side.

"Hey!" The fat cat grabbed a paw and the blood fell in the air.

Wang Mengfeng instantly understood what it was, and his body shape appeared in the side of the evil moon. The Jianguang was inexhaustible, and the place where the blood marks fell was impatient!

Hey!

A series of sparks burst into the air.

The sound of metal impact is like a rain and banana. The sword is clearly in the air, but it is like a squat on the steel. There will always be a spark, a group of ripples and ripples. As a result, a looming figure was gradually cleared.

"Hey! Kill you!"

The speed of the crazy evil moon in the wrath is getting faster and faster. At first, a string of white afterimages is pulled out in the air. Later, it is white lightning, and then it is completely white light that can hardly be captured by the naked eye. Beside this mysterious figure.

Evil moon's terrible search for talent, so that it can always find the place of mysterious figure in the first time, this person has been completely hidden in the void several times, avoiding the chase of Wang Bianfeng, but they are all evil When a paw is caught, there is no suspense to expose the trail.

"Ah... **** beast!" The mysterious figure was shocked and angry, but she did not expect to be seen by a fat cat.

In the end, a thin old man wearing a black robe, who had to be white and with a suffocating temper, was forced out of the void.

The man was so thin that he picked up a piece of clothing on the bamboo pole, and there was almost no muscle on his face. It was like a layer of human skin on the top of the skull. The eye socket was deep, like a ghost, a **** red color. The complete set has been shattered to reveal the skin and blood of the skin.

"It really is you." The black man knows this person, one of the elders of the Xingzong, who was killed by Ding Hao in the ancestral temple of the ancient ancestral temple in the Xiyan Mountain Range, nicknamed [Blood Butcher], It is a monk who must report.

However, at this time, [Blood Butcher] obviously had no power, and was forced to show his body shape by a cat. It was discovered that it was completely slaughtered. From then on, he had to face the sword. The endless pursuit of killing is tantamount to a deadly game. Throughout the whole of Selangor, no one can live alive after being murdered in a place like Jianzong Yinjianfeng.

"I really don't know how to live and die. You are good at making a fuss in the outside world. I dare to ask the Swordsman to kill people. Today, let you die without a place to die."

The belly black man snorted.

As soon as he waved his hand, the mysterious green eagle flying in the void screamed and landed behind him, shaking his sword wings, a series of metal rushing friction sounds, turning into two huge sword wings, attached to him. Behind him.

"Hey, long wings? Hey, everyone is coming to see the birds." Fat cats are screaming at no evil.

A black man's foot is mixed with garlic, almost fell down, birdman? Don't stop me, I want to kill this fat cat... Why didn't you just let the [blood hand butcher] just kill the fat cat of this snake?

Seeing [blood hand butcher] seeing the situation is not good, and unsatisfactorily into the void to sneak out, the belly black man sighs, the back wings spread out to be more than 20 meters long, gently shocked, come When the "blood hand butcher" came to the front, the sword light of the sky burst out from the sword wing, completely blocking the space within ten meters.

"Why must I kill it, Ding Hao kills my son, can't I still take revenge on this seat?" [Blood butcher] can no longer hide, a thin face reveals the color of horror, angrily.

He is a master of assassination. He is good at stealing sneak attacks. He pays attention to surprises. The killing of close-range short-handed soldiers is not the opponent of the black man who used to be one of the hidden swords.

"Your son is damned, you are even more damn... Tell who brought the traitor into the gate of the sword, and I will give you a good time." The black male sword is unrelenting.

The relationship between Xingzong and Wen Jianzong was already bloody, and the death of Ma Yifei was also related to Xingzong. Moreover, this [blood hand butcher] father and son are not good birds, burning and robbing, it is a bad man. This time, [Blood Butcher] can enter the depths of the swordsman's gate with so many stars and killers. It is a death sin. Then there must be a ghost inside the door. The black man is forced to squat, but late. I can't wait for the killer, I want to dig out some useful information from his mouth.

"Hey, the old man is not a three-year-old child. Let me leave first. I will tell you, ask who is inside the sword." [Blood butcher] saw a glimmer of hope and tried to bargain.

The black man frowned.

at this time--

call out!

A silver light appeared without warning, from the back of the [Blood Butcher], the front chest revealed, the terrible power almost instantly shattered the body of his large part, the horror of the cold, the light and stone fire between The **** butcher] is frozen in it.

Spike!

"A bad **** full of butchers, just hang up, just like you, brother Wang, why are you talking with him?"

Ding Hao’s voice rang in the distance.

That extinction of silver light, it is exactly Ding Hao's signature Chinese inscriptions Xuan Shuang Shenbing.

The black man turned his head and looked at it, but he saw Ding Hao still sitting quietly under the peach tree, and his body was full of colorful peach blossoms.

A piece of palm-sized hexagonal crystal snowflake roars like a loyal guard. It completely covers him and the whole peach tree. Two pillars like a dragon rise up and connect to the sky. The huge cloud gas funnel, the rich aura that can be seen by the naked eye, rolled from the huge end to the bottom end of the cloud funnel that completely obscured the entire sky, and wrapped Ding Hao in it.

In contrast, Ding Haojun is like a river in the Ganges, like a yellow sand in the desert. In the face of the wonders of the sky, it is almost negligible, even the smallest aura cloud in the sky. Ding Hao is 10 million times larger.