Blade and Sword God Sovereign

He is obviously guilty and has a moderate tone.

Ding Hao did not care.

The mind was moved and the Huagai carriage was summoned. Ding Hao took Ding Tianshuang, Ren Xing and Evil Moon Black into the interior of the Huagao carriage and placed the four little guys down.

"Wow, it's so beautiful, there is a swimming pool!" Xiaotianshuang was amazed.

I have grown up in my mouth.

"Hey, this place is not bad, people pet, you are doing very well, my grandfather, I am tired and tired this time, you don't know, in order to protect your daughter, my grandfather, I have been removed from my bones. Do you have to say it well?" The evil man stood up and glared at the front paws as you know.

Ding Hao smiled a little and took out a large piece of the brilliant purple sapphire stone and lost it.

"Hey, haha, people are really getting smarter." The evil moon sipped in the splendid sapphire crystal, and swallowed like a sugar.

"Hey, Wang Hao!" The little black dog also came over.

Ding Hao touched the little guy's head intimately, and also threw a few pieces of his fine crystals, and took out a piece of fresh gray meat from the storage space.

"Oh, this is not fair. I have the most force on the road. Why is there more black than me?" The evil moon saw this scene, suddenly slammed up and rushed over.

Who knows that it is close, the right head of the three heads of Xiaohei, issued a threat of low-pitched voice, a look of protective food, eyes scarlet, staring at it fiercely.

The evil moon instantly bowed and jumped out of the body, and a pair of horror was undecided. The sigh of anger broke out: "Mom, this black dog with a conscience has been so fierce since it grew out of three heads, too loyal, or Not a buddy, can you still play together?"

"Wang Hao, hehe..." The head in the middle of Xiaohei immediately showed a sorrowful apology in his eyes. It seemed to be what he wanted to say, but the head on the left was still scarlet and fierce. Staring at the evil moon, I will bite you when you dare to come over.

The evil moon is dejected and dejected: "People are pets, look at it, your dog is split!"

Ding Hao also had some surprises in his heart. It seems that the black body has some abnormalities. The left head and the middle head have some opinions that cannot be unified. It really looks like schizophrenia.

Taking out another piece of gray meat from the storage ring to the evil moon, this is the smoothing of the fragile heart of the big devil.

As soon as I turned around, I saw that the little fat man was looking at me with tears and tears.

"I am going, little fat man, what is your look, if you let your dad know your mother, I thought it was my master who abused you." Ding Hao finally found these two ancestors, and he was in a good mood and started. joke.

"Master, I... hungry!" I was tearful.

Hungry, your sister, a scent of incense before the sword tower, you have eaten at least six braised chicken legs, and now I am so hungry, really like you, are eating goods... Ding Hao belly, from the storage Take out a grilled ash leg in the space, almost two small fat people, and gave it to him.

"Thank you, Master, or the master knows me the most." The little fat man dragged the big, fragrant gray legs and ran to the pool to scream.

Only Xiao Tianshuang has been holding Ding Hao’s neck tightly, and he is not willing to separate for a moment.

at the same time.

Outside the carriage.

The single male laughed and said: "Say? What do you want to say? You are besieging our Tianzun, and this marshal wants to ask you for a statement. If you don't give a reason today, you will destroy your sword." ”

The barbarian from the Bohai Forest is really unreasonable.

"presumptuous!"

"Many, dare to be so rude to our head, look for death!"

"Hey, a group of uncivilized barbarians, even dare to go to my sword door and come to the wild, I really don't know how to live!"

The old disciples of Shen Jianmen are also angry.

Speaking of them, they are also the hegemons within a few thousand miles. They are provided by the parties as gods on weekdays. Who dares to provoke the sword? Today was actually hit the door, still a group of barbarians, this breath can not swallow.

"Kill them." A swordman couldn't help himself, and his mind was moving. The sword was like a light, and he shot directly toward the single male.

The single male is just a cold smile.

A strong man from the Red Tiger tribe came out of his hand and reached out. Like a fly, he grabbed the flying sword in his hand and the flesh was slightly weak. The mysterious sword was like a sword. Like noodles, it was smashed into a ball.

"This kind of broken stuff, also want to hurt our marshal?" The strong man of the Red Tiger tribe sneered.

The disciples of the opposite Shenjianmen all took a breath of air.

The smashing and flying swords are freely smashed. Is his palm cast by steel? I have long heard that the madman in the Bohai Forest does not repair the power of Xuanqi specialization, can practice the King Kong is not bad, but thought it was just exaggerating, but did not expect it to be true.

The first time I saw the power of the physical training in the Bohai Forest so clearly, the people at the Shenjian Gate were scared.

"Array!" Shen Jianmen at the door of the door to drink.

Hey!

The light of the sword flashed, and the sword of the gods of the sword of the gods was flying, which became a strange array, and the momentum rose instantly.

"Be prepared to fight!" Shan Xiong is also a big drink.

The physical warriors of thousands of Bohai forests also roared, and the sounds were like the wild animals and beasts. The blood and blood of the bloodsmen rushed to the sky, as if they were burning blood clouds, and the world would be shrouded.

A big fight, at the touch of a button.

at this time--

Suddenly a very horrible breath came from a distance in the door of the Swordsman Mountain. This breath far surpassed the scope of the sage, as if a sleeping **** suddenly awakened, so that everyone felt a burst of self The shudder of the soul.

"The ancestors woke up!"

"It is the breath of the ancestors!"

"Ha ha ha, great, is the ancestor coming?"

The people of Shenjianmen cheered up, and the swordsmen and Kunyu were also smiling. This is the atmosphere of a very high-powered **** in the door, the ancestors who have been sleeping. It’s great to be shot. In front of the strong gods, these barbarians in the Bohai Forest are simply not worth mentioning.

Shan Xiong and Jin Keyan and others have also changed their faces.

This breath is terrible.

"Who dares to invade my sword door?" A majestic and sturdy voice came from a distance, and the voice has not yet fallen. It looks like a figure of blood and silver shining around, appearing at the door of the sword .

This person is full of sturdy swords, and can't see his face, but the breath is as heart-breaking as Wang Yang.

A strong god.

For the strong gods, the saints are also ants, below the gods, can be swept.

Dan Xiong and others are jealous and do not know what to say.

"See the ancestors." The disciples of Shen Jianmen are saluting in the void, each with a ecstatic expression on their faces, and they can't wait to see the scenes of these madmen being destroyed and killed.

The Shenjianmen’s head quickly said what happened.

"For a long time, no one has dared to provoke my sword door. Now even the indigenous people in the Bohai Forest have dared to come to the door to make trouble." The blood and silver intersected in the sword and light, a sigh came, and the voice suddenly changed. The murder is pervasive: "Is this world already forgotten the horror of the Sword Gate? It seems that I should give some incompetent mice, some lessons!"

The voice has not fallen.

call out!

A silver sword light tore the void, and instantly came to the single male.

Single male.

This is the sword of the power beyond the power of the saint. A hundred meters away, there is a feeling of tearing and tingling drowning him. Even the strength of his sage’s physical condition, at this moment, feels like It is as fragile as a deadwood. Once it is taken by the sword, it must be dead and dead.

The single male body surface instantly cracked a blood mark.

Directly locked by the sword, he can't avoid even avoiding.

Just when the single male closed his eyes and died, suddenly a flame knife slashed, from the Huagao carriage, and then slammed into the silver sword, the air suddenly burst into the silver and golden Mars. It seems to be a beautiful fireworks bloom.

Ding Hao held Ding Tianshuang and slowly walked out of the carriage and stood on the rut.

"How? Is the Sword Gate very great?" Ding Hao held the magic knife in his left hand and smiled with disdain. He said: "It seems that the Bohai Forest has been crouching for too long, and the world has forgotten the power of the Bohai Sea. A small sword gate, I dare to challenge my Bohai Forest Tian tribe!"

In the same way, it was even more arrogant, and Ding Hao returned without a change.

A trace of cold sweat slipped from the forehead's forehead, and walked from the death line. He was afraid of the bursts of fear in his heart. The horror of the powerful gods was revealed at this moment. He was also considered to be in the sage's realm. Strong, but in the face of the ancestors of the Excalibur, there is no such thing as the power to fight back, weak as an ant.

And this also confirms the strength of Ding Hao from the side.

Calmly blocked the attack of the powerful gods, so that Danxiong's heart is more confident in the judgment of Ding Hao's strength, and also made him more determined to follow Ding Hao's determination.

"Tianzun! Heaven respect! Heaven respect!"

The bodybuilders of thousands of Bohai forests roared.

Originally because of the appearance of this powerful god, the morale of the Tian tribe coalition was suppressed, but the words of Ding Hao just ignited the blazing flame in their hearts.

They have always been regarded as barbarians, and they have found resonance because of Ding Hao’s words. This kind of emotion is like a volcano that has been brewing for countless years, and finally finds a crack in the stratum to burst out in anger.

In the face of such an imposing manner, the Shenjianmen are discolored.