Chaotic Sword God

"They have been hit hard, and they have almost lost all their strength. Even the escape is hard to do. The disciples of the Zijian Jianzong listen to the orders and form a sword array to kill the enemy. The elders, together with me, banned the hair and suppressed the sword dust. At this time, an old man of Zixia Jianzong sang, and immediately exchanged with the rest of the strong at the expense of the strength to surpass their own powerful strength, and cast a peerless sword to kill Jian Chen.

Looking at the strong man who belonged to the Purple Swordsman who was killed by himself, Jian Chen’s eyes flashed a bit of painful struggle. He turned his head and looked at the loved ones and friends who had been hit hard by the distance. Finally, he still After the shot, it resisted the peerless sword array, and with one person's power, the purple scorpion swordsman and the rest of the elites of the fairy world were all blocked.

But he did not hurt any of them.

The strong ones of the Zijian Jianzong, see Jianyun can not be the enemy, they are a glimpse of the heart, revealing the decisive color, cast an ancient ban, burn their lives, a pair of willing to pay their own lives, but also The sword dust smashes, and the determination of the sacred sacred sanctuary of the sword dust is also to be annihilated.

"Sword dust, why do you want to keep hands everywhere, they are the people of the fairy world, our enemies, you will quickly kill all of them..." Jian Chen, the people who have a relationship with him are also urging.

"Four brothers, kill them quickly, revenge for the second sister, your second sister can almost die in their hands..." Changyang Mingyue, full of silver hair, also made a sound, she was injured by the strong sword of the purple sword, the injury Extremely heavy, almost a lifeline.

Jian Chen stood in the void, his body trembled fiercely, and his heart was suffering from suffering.

On the one hand is his best friend and relatives, on the other side, it is the Zijian Jianzong with his intricate causal entanglements. Now the two sides are in hostility. On the battlefield, how can he be better? How to choose?

Especially when he looked at the purple sects who were already prepared to give their lives, this made him feel a bit of pain.

"Although I am in the sacred world, I can finally get to the bottom. I am still a person belonging to the fairy world. I belong to the disciple of the Purple Swordsman. Do you have to be a strong man of the Purple Swordsman who wants to die because of me?" In the face of such a situation, he really did not know where he should go.

"go!"

In the end, Jian Chen still couldn't bear to watch the strong men of the Purple Swordsman die for themselves. Before they completely exhausted their lives, he waved his hand and moved with his own people.

He chose to escape!

"Sword dust, why don't you kill the people of the fairy world, why don't you kill the people of the Purple Swordsman..."

"Sword dust, we need an explanation..."

"You are always in love with the enemy. You are a fairyland..."

Next, Jian Chen bears the doubts of all people. Many people have doubts about his identity. Many people who have a lot of friendship with him have been involuntarily away from him.

Feeling the suspicion and vigilance from the surrounding roads, Jian Chen was silent.

Suddenly, Jian Chen felt that he had been isolated and became a lonely person.

At this time, the scene in front of him suddenly broke, all the characters disappeared, and he appeared on a strange starry battlefield.

In this battlefield, he is still a peak powerhouse, but at this moment, he is working with a supreme deity in the fairy world to deal with a sacred powerhouse who is covered in golden light.

This immortal supreme, with four swords on his head suspended, he manipulated four swords, and he was invincible.

The silhouette of the Supreme Supreme is blurred, and the sword dust can't be cut. But the four-handed sword that he controlled, Jian Chen recognized it at a glance, that is the dust sword of the dead and the sacred sword, the sword of the gods, the sword of the gods and the sword of the gods!

The sacred world, the strong man who is filled with golden light, is the **** of war of the Protoss - the tower!

At this moment, he is joining forces with the dead and the two, and in the depths of the Xinghe River, the tower and the tower are in a life-and-death battle.

The strength of the tower is also extraordinarily strong. It is necessary for him to join forces with the singer and the singer to compete.

Finally, after he and the singer, the two were paid a price, the tower was defeated, and the tower was hit hard.

The singer of Xianzun immediately drove the four-handed swords out of the air, forming a sword array, and killing the tower in one fell swoop!

At this critical moment, Jian Chen’s heart and soul suddenly appeared in his mind when he once touched the tower.

Suddenly, he suddenly shot, not against the iron tower, but against the four swords of the sacred fairy, and blocked the four swords that wanted to kill the tower.

"What are you doing?"

"I can't let the tower fall here!" Jian Chen said.

"He is a sacred person, he must die." The singer of the sacred sacred drink, continue to shoot, kill the tower.

The Jian Chen, on the other hand, does not retreat, and prevents the singer from killing the tower.

In the end, he fought against the singer.

At this moment, the golden light of the sky came quietly, and I saw the tower that was hit hard, and when I was fighting the dust of the sword and the dead, I waved a big axe and smashed toward the sword dust.

Jian Chen’s eyes stared at his own axe, his eyes were full of unbelievable looks. In the end, in his unbelievable eyes, the big axe was on his body with the power of destruction.

Suddenly, a sting came from the bottom of my heart. This painful pain caused the sword dust to violently shake. At the next moment, he felt a whirlwind, the tower disappeared, and the sacred fairy disappeared. Even the vast expanse of the sky collapsed, his consciousness returned to the body, and the world in his eyes returned to the white sword.

In front of him, there is no ladder formed by the sword, and unconsciously, he has already reached the end of the sword road.

However, Jian Chen was not happy at all. Instead, he did it in the same place, and his face was silent, but his mood was heavy.

By the heart, he knows that everything he has experienced in the illusion is actually the worry that he has been hiding in the deepest part of his heart. Now when he is tested by the state of mind, he is triggered by the mysterious power and makes his own subconscious. Entering into an illusory world created by one's own spirit, the worries hidden in the deepest part of the world are staged in a false form that is almost true.

To put it simply, everything that happens in the illusion is a magical thought that has appeared in the brain of Jian Chen. These thoughts may have just passed by in the brain of Jian Chen and soon will be forgotten. However, in the illusion, it is infinitely magnified, and eventually evolves into a fantasy that is almost real and even affects his will.

However, the emergence of these illusions did have a great impact on Jian Chen, which made him have to re-examine his identity and position.

He is really worried that one day, everything that he has experienced in the illusion will happen to him.

"Over the years, you are the third person to successfully cross the road." At this moment, an old voice came from the void. The next moment, the sight of Jian Chen’s eyes changed, turning around, he already Leaving the Jianlu Road, it appeared on a towering mountain.

In front of him, an old man in white is sitting cross-legged, facing him from the back.

"The younger generation of Jian Chen, see the Juggernaut predecessors!" Jian Chen immediately clenched his fist.

Tongtian Juggernaut is like an old man, and he sits there with his knees and knees. After a moment of silence, he slowly said: "The two people who have passed the sword road are not suitable for being the disciples of the old husband, and you , is no exception, you are not suitable!"