Blade and Sword God Sovereign

How can an ant, an ant in the eyes of a little sage in his own eyes, cut off his sacred avatar in the sacred sword?

This is the only thing that can only be done if Xuanqiu is a stronger than his own.

unless……

The eyes of the Ten Gods fell on the rust sword.

Unless the handle is like a flaming stick that will break at any time, there is something weird, and the red **** rust that shoots out has a heart-warming atmosphere.

opposite.

Ding Hao’s eyes showed a smile.

He just tried it to see if the rust sword can surrender [the sacred] Excalibur. After all, when he used to drive the rust sword, there was a strange sword of Wan Jian Chao Zong, and countless swords trembled and rusted. The sword worships the surrender. This rust sword seems to have a force to restrain all swords by nature. I did not expect this attempt to be successful. [Tianzu] Excalibur does not dare to struggle, and the spirit and the mind are separated. Instantly surrendered.

"Haha, good sword!"

Ding Hao put away the rust sword, the right hand flicked the blade, and the sound of a crisp sword rang through the world.

The blade is long and narrow, the ridge is not obvious, there are almost no edges and corners, and the surface is as smooth as a mirror. It seems to be a condensed autumn water that can reflect a clear face. It is like a wave of water, waving between, almost There is no sound of breaking the air, just like the mountains and clear springs swimming in the river, there is a breath of radiance.

A good Asian artifact [天杀].

Before Ding Hao used the wisdom of Sheng Zi, he quietly arranged the killing. Originally, he wanted to seriously injure the Ten Gods. Who knows that the Yin and Yang are wrong, and even the rusted sword swears the gods in this sacred artifact. After winning it, this is an unexpected joy. He is a swordsman and a knife. Everyone is a singer. When the sword is launched, he feels the magic of this sword.

The opposite ten gods are vomiting blood.

"Kill him, kill me, ah, ah..." The ten gods who have been trying to maintain their gentle image are madly screaming at the powerful gods around them.

But at this time -

Hey!

A series of fine and dense explosions suddenly broke out in the body of the Ten Gods. The wounds of the swords that had already healed suddenly burst open, and the blood flies, and loomingly saw the bones of the forest. For a moment, the whole person became a blood person... ...

"Not good... is this sword?!"

Amazing from the flames of the Tenth Son, the realist of the flame armor, immediately understood what was shocked, and the palm of his hand quickly placed in the back of the Ten Gods. The powerful flames were transmitted incessantly to help the Ten Gods expel the sword. The power of meaning, he is also a big idea, did not see it, the bronze face mask person has such a magical power, the sword has been bombarded into the body of the Ten Gods, then detonated, can be called lore.

Hey!

The sword is whistling, and the sound of breaking the air is endless.

A cold winter sword was forced out from the body of the Ten Gods, and cut through the void.

The flame armor gods are relieved, and the heart is secretly shocked. The power of the sword is far beyond the tyranny of his imagination, such as the spring cold, such as Xia Yan, such as autumn cotton, such as winter cracks, unpredictable, in order to expel the four The power of the five swords, he was forced to use the power of the power of the gods for the first time, only to completely eliminate it.

The Ten Gods are wounded and the wolf is at the extreme.

"Okay, good for you...you dare not open the mask..." He was almost mad at the mouth.

"You are an idiot." Ding Hao grinned and said: "Do you think I am stupid? Wait for you to kill me with someone?"

No winners.

"I...you..." Ten Gods angered and attacked the heart. They only felt that a shackle could not get in the scorpion. The chest was stuffy, the eyes were black, the throat was sweet, and a **** arrow was sprayed out. Going down, it was actually stunned by the living.

"His Royal Highness!" The flame armor is in a strong position to help him, and then he will save again.

Everyone around seeing this scene is also a bit dumbfounded.

It’s really no wonder in the world. The ten gods are respected and they are the strongest of the semi-divine. On that week, it’s not the place to go, it’s deterrent, but today, in the case of the advantage, it’s not seen. Bronze grimace masks have been teased like this, so that everyone is so surprised that the eyes are almost smashed.

After this war, the face of the Ten Gods fell sharply and ruthlessly, and this bronze face mask person must also rise in the first battle, and the blue cloud straight up, and has become a legend of the East China.

Of course, the premise is that he can survive today.

But it seems that hope does not seem to be big.

Because the ten gods who thundered like thunder, they were completely crazy, lost all manners, and roared like a mad dog, letting all the powerful gods around them take shots, at all costs, to smash the bronze face mask.

"Give me a catch, I want him to die." Ten gods screamed and screamed.

"Follow." The flame armor is a strong man.

The next moment, he shot.

Ding Hao changed his face and instinctively felt the terrible danger. When he wanted to dodge, he suddenly felt that the air around him became thick, like a swamp, pulling his body and letting every action he made. It became slower.

The power of the law!

This flame armor **** took the strong one out and used the power of the law.

He had seen Ding Hao deal with the Ten Gods, and all kinds of weird tricks came out, which made it impossible to prevent them. So they simply used the power of the unique laws of the gods. Similar to a field, the air around Ding Hao was solidified. Stuck him directly.

"Your strength is good, but the location and method of choosing the wrong style. The enemy is the enemy, there is only one in the end, that is death."

The flame armor gods strong body shape flashed, came to Ding Hao's body, slowly reached out, the palm of the hand turned into a burning flame, with the cruelty and ruthlessness of extinction, bit by bit toward Ding Hao forehead.

This palm contains the power of the dying inflammation. If it is true, even a mountain range will be burned to ashes.

Ding Hao was shocked, full of urging Xuanqi, the two colors of the twelve true and the six odd veins roar like a river, crazy running, his body moving speed slightly faster, but in the eyes of others, still slow It is like a snail caught in a swamp.

This is a big deal.

The control of the law by the powerful gods is simply an insurmountable peak. It is also the fundamental possibility of all the warriors under the realm of the realm of the gods. This flame armor is a strong man, and it is the flame attribute. Xuanqi, how can you exert the power of such a strange field law?

Ding Hao frantically runs the mysterious spirit and summons the magic knife and the rust sword.

In the faint, two taboos evoked a response.

Ding Hao is trying to summon a magic knife and a rust sword at all costs, but at this time, unexpected changes that no one expected, appear in an incredible way -

A palm appeared.

This is a slender and white palm, five fingers slender, crystal clear as jade, each silk muscle texture is shining with jade radiance, nail trimming neatly, as if it is soaked in milk every day, no slight flaws, perfect It's like a piece of art.

It appears so abrupt, I don't know from that angle, I don't know when it will appear. Anyway, it suddenly appears in the line of sight, and then gently presses on the palm of the flame armor.

It looks more like the palm of the flame armor gods hit the top of it.

This was supposed to be a crash, but there was no energy fluctuation.

It seems to be a gentle clap between friends.

However, the force of the law around Ding Hao’s body has completely disappeared at this moment.

At the next moment, a silvery white frosty scent like a mad vine, emerges on the palm of the sudden magical appearance, and then spreads over the palm of the flame armor, following his palms and arms. It has been spreading all the time, everything has been frozen, and in a blink of an eye, it has permeated the shoulders of the flame armor gods...

The flame armor **** will change the face of the strong.

His entire arm was turned into an era of inflammation, enough to burn everything, but the thin layer of paper-like frost, not only completely withstood the heat of this heat, but also sent out a very cold meaning. It even freezes its own dying inflammation into a solid state.

Even the flame can freeze?

This is simply contrary to common sense.

"Who?" The flame armor was screaming at the strong, and when the machine was upright, the left hand waved, and the strong man broke his wrist, and instantly cut off his right arm. At the same time, the body quickly retreated, pulling away the distance of 100 meters, and the shock was unresolved. .

A slender figure dressed in a white robe with black hair like a waterfall on his shoulder, stood quietly beside Ding Hao.

This is a very ordinary middle-aged person. It is not so handsome. It is a kind of medium-sized posture that will not be noticed by anyone in the crowd. Even if you look at it, it will soon be forgotten. A pair of eyes, bright like a star, with a white nebula flowing inside, very strange.

No one saw where he was before.

No one has seen how he appeared.

The wind swayed his black hair, like black inflammation burning, swaying his white robe, like the wind and snow whistling.

He stood quietly in the void, and there was a cold, lonely, extremely cold white breath that gave out a sense of loneliness that alone, and anyone who looked at it would feel a little cold. Very lonely, I will remember what my life has always lost.

"You...what is it?" The flame armor is strong and stunned.

His broken arm has not yet re-growed, because there is still a trace of chill in the wound. Even if it is a fine hairspring, it has enough destructive power to constantly destroy his healing power, with flame armor. The power of the strong man could not be expelled in a short time.

"Is he? He is [Ice Devil]." A strong **** suddenly screamed and said: "Be careful, this person is the most terrible [ice demon] among the three reincarnation stars."