Blade and Sword God Sovereign

"Hidden and hide, the way of the rats, really humiliated the status of the generations, you are gathered here, is not to kill me? Come, I will give you a chance today, the battle of Tianzhu battle." A red mans easily Smashed the murderous, smashed the green shirt and laughed loudly.

His figure turned into a streamer, shooting toward the farther sky.

The streamer is like a huge pair of scissors, cut through the sky, leaving a shocking trace on the sky.

Tang Buddha’s tears glanced at the hidden Jianfeng Peak, which was shrouded in electric light. He shouted “walking away” and his body shape shook, and it turned into a streamer, flying away in the direction of the disappearance of the green shirt.

Surrounded by mysterious air.

The five or six light groups made a slight meal, and the next moment they tore the void, and chased it down.

......

Wang Junfeng looked up and looked at the direction in which many masters disappeared, and did not rush.

His heart is full of confidence in the master.

More importantly, he wants to stay here and protect the Ding Hao who is being robbed.

Gently throwing, a soft force wrapped the bald head wind, sent him from the sky, fell in the mountains below, out of the danger zone, the strength of the bald is too weak, stay in Around, it is a burden to Wang Fengfeng.

The day of the robbery continues.

The endless thunder of light is constantly gathering, and the entire sky of the sect of the sword is shrouded by the flashing thunder and lightning. The thunder and lightning are filled with terrible power. Once it is completely poured down, the entire Sword Zongshan Gate may suffer greatly. difficult.

Among the mountain gates, tens of thousands of disciples who asked Jianzong looked up and looked at the scene with horror and fear. The mind was wondering which ancestral predecessor had robbed, and such a terrible strangeness was created? Is it the head of Li Jianyi who is in the martial arts?

The pillars of orange and pure silver are the pillars of Ding Hao's strength. Under the contrast of the sea and the sea of ​​clouds, they are weak, but they are extremely tough, and the dragons in the ocean are in the thunder and lightning. Circling, constantly combining various shapes.

Although I can't see the state of Ding Hao in the plasma light group, I can see that Ding Hao is temporarily safe when I see the two columns of Xuan Xuanqi intact.

However, Wang Junfeng did not dare to have the slightest intention.

The departure of Tang Buddha’s tears and others does not mean that Ding Hao is safe.

Today's parties have been expecting and preparing for a long time, with the enthusiasm of Tang Fo tears, he certainly wants to kill the green shirt for the revenge of the teacher, but will never let Ding Hao this in the future is likely to be against himself The status of the formation of threats, including themselves, Tang Buddha tears will eradicate the entire hidden sword peak.

at this time--

"Chongtianyunqi, thunder and lightning, covering a radius of fifty or sixty miles... It seems that another stunning figure is going to be born."

A slightly appreciative sigh, ringing around Wang’s peak.

The king's peak is shrinking.

【painting】.

One of the three law enforcement masters of Qingping College.

Book and sword painting, 斩天涯!

Since [painting] has appeared, the remaining two [books] and [swords] must have come to the hidden sword peak.

It is rumored that the three people have already come to ask the swordsmen’s mountain gates, in order to chase down Ding Hao, revenge for the silver-haired female Lu Xianer, and get the opportunity today. It seems to be united with the inner ghosts who asked Jianzong, otherwise Not to silently come to the edge of the hidden sword.

"Sure enough, I dare to provoke the younger generation of Mu Tianyang. It is a bit interesting. The intensity of the catastrophe has already caught up with half of the 11-year-old Mu Tianyang." Another voice appeared.

This is a figure that is covered in black smoke. It sounds sunny and should be a young man.

The black mist that lingers in the air is like black inflammation. It emits a strange sound of Ziz in the void, as if the iron is hot on the meat, and the surrounding space and tube light are slightly distorted.

This is another great young master.

"Unfortunately, such a genius is destined to fall."

Another voice sounded, and the gentle young man stepped out of the void barrier and slowly appeared in the side of [painting]. He wore up to twenty pieces of rare jade and jade fractures. In the light handshake, the robe is floating, handsome as a dragon, it is one of the four sons of the sword, the jade son.

The king’s peak took a deep breath, and the long sword was in his hand. He sneered: “There are people who are there... Come out together.”

He did not condemn [Jade son].

Because when [Yonggongzi] appeared here, it is enough to explain the problem, and anything is in vain.

"Killing a Ding Hao, still use so many people?"

[Painting] with the pride of Xueqing College, the first lord of Selangor, apparently not willing to delay the time, the hands flashed, a huge brush with a black handle of jade handle appeared in his hands, and he took a hand With the void as the canvas, a stream of waterfalls flows down toward the distant location of Ding Hao.

The king is desperate to block, and the shadow of the person is flashing. [Yu Gongzi] has stopped his way.

"[When the sword is four sons] has always been on the same road, [Hidden Son] has been missing for decades, [Jian Gongzi] Guan Feidu has been lost since the fall of Gan, now only you and me, as the "poison son" you, has been They are the lowest one among the "four sons", but they are favored by many elders. They have long wanted to ask you for your advice. Unfortunately, you have taken the name of a teacher and uncle, and today you just made a break."

[Yu Gongzi] With a smile on his face, he is burning with arrogance.

[Ask the four sons of Jianzong] are the four most talented geniuses of their generation. They are good at each other. The strength is also the existence of other disciples of the generation. It is a pity that the world is unpredictable. The final growth trajectories of the four people are different. Only Yugongzi is talented and enthusiastic. He always wants to compete with other three people. Unfortunately, he failed to do so. In his view, today is a good opportunity to force the "poison son" to defeat the king. .

"If you want to save Ding Hao, you will come up with your most powerful strength, first to defeat me, otherwise..." [Yu Gongzi] is burning with jade-colored light, aggressive and high-spirited.

Wang Junfeng did not speak a word, a sword stabbed.

The sound of screaming and screaming is deafening, and the sky is suddenly a golden sword.

[Yu Gongzi] The fan in the hand slammed into the ground, and the keel of the fan body spurred out the jade color sword light, and the Jinmang collided with it, bursting into the sound of the sound, the anger burst, and the transparent energy wave escaped.

"Haha, do you want to start killing pigs?" At the place where the mysterious young master of black inflammation was swaying, the black stream of time like a storm and rain hit the king's peak and inserted into the battle group.