Chaotic Sword God

"What, the sword of ruling, is the sword of the ruling of one of the three great gods that can only be performed by the Seventh-order Guangshi Shengshi!" The people of the Eighth Family suddenly became shocked and stared at Jian Chen with incredulous faces.

"Impossible, how can a sheep's sixth-order Guangshi sect learn the secret of the sword of the ruling, and it is said that the sword of this ruling is not available without the strength of the seventh-order Guangshi sect, and it cannot be practiced."

"This sheep feather day must be in the fox, and it is a mystery. How can he display the sword of one of the three great deities?"

The sixth-order Guangming sages of the eight major families have said that most people do not believe that Jian Chen can really display the sword of ruling.

"No, it will take a long time for the sheep to be able to display the three great gods. Isn't he the sixth-order Guangshi sect, but the seventh-order Guangsheng sage?" hiding in the cabin. The right to have a head out, staring at Jian Chen.

At this time, a white brilliance appeared in the distant sky, illuminating the dark sky in the distance, forming a unique scenery, attracting the attention of countless people on the banks of the river. These brilliances are bright and holy, and are gathering from the dust of ten miles away.

In the dust of a finger, the huge light of the Holy Spirit drawn from ten miles quickly condensed toward his fingertips, and soon condensed into a silver-white holy sword with a length of ten meters. The holy sword radiates a glaring light, and the whole world is shining with white snow.

Moreover, a layer of embarrassing pressure emerged from the holy sword, so that the surrounding air became sticky, and the six-story light sages on the paintings even felt the difficulty of breathing in front of this pressure.

The sword dust stood straight on the deck of the painting, and under the silver-white sword, it looked like a **** standing between the heavens and the earth. The cold face and sharp eyes were full of majesty. Gas, sacred and inviolable.

"This...this...this is really the sword of the ruling of one of the three great gods!"

"No, this is not a sword of ruling in the true sense. The sword of the real ruling is much stronger than it is now. Although Yang Yutian has put the sword of the ruling out, the power is only the sword of the true ruling. One of the two." Hou Ye Shen Sheng said that although the sword power of Jian Chen's ruling is far from the real one, it is still a worldly move in their eyes.

The black people who besieged the sword dust became very ugly, and exclaimed: "No, this is the sword of the ruling of one of the three great deities of the Holy Master. Even the Holy King can be destroyed, retreat, thousand. Don't be locked by the sword of the ruling, otherwise no one can escape."

It was said that the black people around him suddenly disappeared and fled to the distance.

Suddenly, the sword dust waved, and the holy sword condensed on his fingertips immediately turned into a silver-white light, and flew at the lightning-fast speed to the last few black men.

The speed of the holy sword is very fast. It is impossible for the black people to directly escape from the body of several black people. Although the injury is not fatal, the holy sword is three. The sword of the ruling of one of the great gods contains a great failure, directly letting those black people die.

In the eyes of Jian Chen, the light flashed, and in the darkness, two lights were lit up. At this moment, his gods and the sword of the ruling established a very delicate connection. The sword of the ruling killed several blacks. After the people were dressed, they continued to fly toward the rest of the black people under the control of Jian Chen.

At the speed of the ruling sword, one of the three black men was smashed again in a time that could not be breathed, and then the speed was not reduced, and continued to fly to the remaining few.

At the speed of the ruling sword, one of the three black men was smashed again in a time that could not be breathed, and then the speed was not reduced, and continued to fly to the remaining few.

"No, this is not the real sword of ruling. The power of the real ruling sword is more than that. After that, since we can’t run it, then we all will unite together, and at the same time, we will use the heavenly tactics to put this incomplete ruling sword. Breaking." A black man who appeared to recognize the sword of one of the three great gods, immediately sang.

The remaining black people joined together and exerted the skills of the heavens. At the same time, a powerful pressure filled the world, tightly locked the sword of the ruling that was shot on the face, several heavens. You cast it out of the black man's hand and violently touched the ruling sword in midair.

"Boom!" With a deafening roar, the ruling sword and several heavenly combat techniques collapsed in midair at the same time. The huge energy aftermath raged between the heavens and the earth, and the river below was lifted more than ten meters high. It was greatly implicated, and a large crack was cracked on the deck, which quickly covered the entire painting, and the entire bow of the painting was even more ruined.

Several black people are constantly retreating by the powerful energy aftermath. The sword dust is blocked in front of a holy light shield, and the energy aftermath impacts on the shield, so that the footsteps of Jian Chen are also retreating.

On the other side, the battle between the eight major families of the City of God and the dozens of black men has stopped, and all their eyes are gathered on Jian Chen.

Jian Chen, a sixth-order Guangming sage, shocked them with the brilliant skills he had achieved with his own power. More than a dozen Sky sects who besieged him were killed by nearly ten people, only the last one. Several people survived.

More than 20 black men who besieged the Eighth family and several sixth-order Guangsheng sects of the Eighth family looked at each other. Then they seemed to have a heart and soul. All of them abandoned the eight family members and rushed toward Jian Chen. Everyone's eyes have become cold and cold, and a layer of strong killings have emerged from them. Obviously, they have really moved their hearts.

Among them, more than a dozen black people all took out their strongest blows and fanned to the sword dust. The last few people stood up in the sky, suspended high in the air, and brewing the heavenly battle skills.

Seeing this scene, the power of talented face suddenly changed, with a voice that only oneself can hear, whispered: "Well, these eight family people are too much, they are going to kill people, Yang Yutian But the president’s disciple, they are doing this hard.

The road is not afraid of offending the president, hehe, unfortunately, although I have some strength, although there are some strengths, but under the siege of so many Sky Masters, there is only one dead end, and there is no chance to escape. It’s not that I have the power to help you, but I really can’t do anything about it. I hope that you can survive without a risk. If you really have something wrong, I have the right to tell this thing. The president will be an adult and let the president be revenge for you. ”

Feeling the killings of those who were black, the eyes of Jian Chen were completely cold, and a strong killing was permeated in my heart.

"Yang Yutian master, you are going, I will block them." A thick voice came, only to see Yang Ling's burly body has been blocked in front of the sword dust, face is a decisive color, this moment, Yang Ling has already produced a mortal heart. Even if it is buried here, it is necessary to let Jian Chen safely escape from here.

Looking at Yang Ling’s burly body, Jian Chen’s mind was deeply touched, his eyes became a bit complicated, and he could clearly feel that Yang Ling had already done a mortal heart, and he could not recognize it for one. Three days, and no one has yet to die.

At this moment, Yang Ling’s position in Jian Chen’s mind has risen rapidly.

"Ah!" Yang Ling, who was in front of the sword dust, did not know that his position in the mind of Jian Chen had undergone tremendous changes. He shouted in the sky and held a giant sword with no fear of more than a dozen black clothes. People rushed, a spirit of fearless death.

Although Yangling is a six-turn sky sage, but the dozens of black people on the opposite side occupy the number advantage, and their strength is not weak, and several of them have the strength of the five-turn sky sage, so As soon as the two sides confronted each other, Yang Ling was suppressed by several opponents of the same level. Then he was beaten by two black people on the chest, letting Yang Ling spit blood, he was already hit hard, and finally there were three sacred soldiers. The thorns are directed to Yangling's body, passing through Yangling's chest, heart, and Dantian.

"Yang Yutian master, go!" Yang Ling mouth hangs blood and makes a heartbreaking roar, using his body to lift the sword dust to drag the hands and feet of several black people, to fight for the time of Jian Chen.

Although Yang Ling knows that Jian Chen’s strength is very strong, but this time it is full of more than 20 Sky Masters, and there are still several Sky Masters who are using the same level of combat skills at the same time, once their heavenly combat skills Exhibited, even the six-turn sky sage will die. Coupled with the previous battles of Jian Chen, the light and the Holy Power within ten miles have been exhausted. The consumption is very large. Even if there is some fighting power, it is definitely not more than 20 in Yangling’s view. The combination of the sky sage, therefore, Yang Ling will hold the mortal heart for the sword dust to escape time, because his responsibility is to protect the safety of the sword dust.

Jian Chen looked dull and stared at Yang Ling, who was pierced by three sacred soldiers. The killing in his heart has reached its peak. He said: "Today, you don't want to leave here!" Quickly condense a strange handprint on his chest, his eyes slowly closed, this

For a moment, his whole person seems to be integrated with the heavens and the earth.

Suddenly, in the dark night sky, a very strong ray of light suddenly appeared, as if the sun above the nine days was dazzling, and the whole world was shining, not only the night of the Fragrant River became a day, but even The city of the gods, which is twenty miles away, was illuminated by this strong light to the half of the city, and alarmed countless people in the city of God.

"This...what is this?" The sudden change made the twenty black men who besieged the sword dust stop, one by one looking up at the sky, full of shock.

"This is this... What is this?" On the painting, the six-story Guangyi sects of the Eight Great Family also looked up and looked at the sky, and their eyes were full of surprises.

In the city of God, eight huge mansions over the sky, more than a dozen people appeared quietly, staring at the strong white awns in the sky dozens of miles away, deep in the eyes have a strong taboo.

"This is a contraindication to the gods of the gods, there is a seven-step Guangyi sage in the display of taboos!"

"No, this **** drop is not the same as that depicted in the classics. Although this momentum is huge, the power seems to be too weak."

"Yes, this god-dropping technique is strong and can only constitute some not fatal threat to the people of the Holy King."

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Guangming Shengshi Union Headquarters, the top floor of the Shengguang Tower, the union president who sat on the knees and squatted, suddenly opened his eyes, and immediately came to the window with a flash of his body, staring in the distance with amazement, muttering: "This Is God descending, no,

This is an incomplete god-falling technique. It only has its shape and does not have a god. I did not feel the existence of a little bit of local power in it. Which genius character actually developed such a method, and cast such a god-dropping technique though The power will be greatly weakened, but you don't have to sacrifice for life. No, I have to go see it! The president walked on the white clouds and flew away from the window to the distance.