Heavenly Emperor

1453. Chapter 1453 cross-border (seventh)

    Chapter 1453, cross-border (the seventh)

    "You six, roll over and die -"

    Jiang Yun was indifferent and turned to look at the six quasi-sacred people of the Ziwei ethnic group and other ethnic groups. His eyes were sharp and he was like a high god.

    He successively killed more than a dozen quasi-sacred, and now with the momentum of victory, look at the six quasi-holy.

    Suddenly, the six quasi-sacred feelings of a huge pressure to crush them, lost in the imposing manner.

    One party is the victorious trend, and one party is defeated one after another.

    Compared with the two, the judge is high.

    "How long does it take, a small half hour, has already smashed a dozen quasi-sacred-"

    "Jiang Yun is simply a demon god. Fortunately, he has a curse and can only perform several strengths."

    "Damn, this person must kill, he is not dead, my heart is upset -"

    Martial Artist from all walks of life shocked to the extreme, Jiang Yun alone has smashed a dozen quasi-holy, which is still worth it?

    Originally, Quasi-Saint was not counted in the battle strength. The reason why it was followed was to make a foundation and shock the enemy.

    Now it has been given more than a dozen by Jiang Yun. In the end, everyone still underestimated the strength of Jiang Yun.

    It can also be said that they did not underestimate the strength of Jiang Yun, and even the great accomplishment kings came in handy. It can be seen that the parties are very cautious, and the Lions are also working hard.

    But Jiang Yun is too Defying the Heavens. The parties are so cautious, so overestimate him.

    However, he still underestimated him. The quasi-saint was killed by him. Although he was also injured, Jiang Yun’s injury was recovering quickly.

    The healing power of the healing ancestor is too strong, and his injury is better than half of the time.

    "Let's go – a mole crickets and ants, and dare to talk to Sage like this -" Ziwei quasi-roared, staring at Jiang Yun indifferently.

    The other five quasi-hovers have also roared and smashed Jiang Yun.

    After all, they are quasi-holy, and their minds are far more than ordinary people. Just a moment of shock, they immediately returned to calm, and the six men joined Jiang Yun.

    Jiang Yun said indifferently: "If you have the Emperor Ling Yunzhi, Sage is a passerby -"

    What?

    People are discolored, this state of mind is terrible. Generally, Martial Artist respects Sage, and Jiang Yun directly regards Sage as a passerby.

    Emperor mood!

    If you have the Emperor Ling Yunzhi, Sage is a passerby!

    These two sentences are carefully pondered, and the thoughts are extremely scary. It is too scary. Jiang Yun now has the Emperor's ambition, and even Sage can always see it.

    "Looking for death, you dare to despise Sage, you will die without a place to die -" Sword Race quasi-Saints cold road.

    Jiang Yunxiao laughed: "What about Sage? Sage is generally the same as the mortal beings, and the kill is killing-"

    "Hong!"

    Like a river raptor, he slammed out and slammed into the face of Ziwei Zhunsheng. He did not give the sacred face.

    This is to face in public and fight a quasi-holy face.

    "Little beast -"

    Purple Weizhan Sheng was furious, a small quasi-king, even hitting his face in public, even if it was a quasi-holy, his mood was very high, and he could not stand it at the moment.

    Boom –

    A piece of purple Qi Sea flew out and shrouded over Jiang Yun.

    Purple mysterious!

    Ziwei Sansheng shot directly to the mysterious, he knows that Jiang Yun is very strong, not to go all out is not Jiang Yun's opponent.

    Boom–

    A square sky painting flies out, with the Tao Tao Shengli, killing Jiang Yun.

    Rubbing –

    "Hong!"

    Jiang Yun’s fist is too strong, and the purple Qi Sea is blown up directly, breaking the purple gas around it, and punching it with Fang Tianhua.

    When

    Fang Tianhuai sag went in and there was a punch.

    Zi Wei Zhu Sheng discoloration, the dark road Jiang Yun really powerful, a punch will transform his Sage Armament, if it continues, this is still good?

    "You still don't shoot?"Ziwei quasi-roar, the other five people did not even shoot.

    咚咚咚——

    The Dark Quasi-Sanctuary made a black hole and swallowed it directly toward Jiang Yun. Wherever he went, Void was swallowed up, leaving only the darkness.

    Dark mystery!

    choke–

    A sword qi condenses into a handle of Holy Sword, smashing the sky, screaming toward Jiang Yun, as if to smash the heavens.

    Sword Dao mysterious!

    "Boom–"

    A sacred rhythm appears, condensing into a ring of gods, like a chain of order, rushing over to Jiang Yun.

    Divine Spirit mysterious!

    Oh,

    Lightning cut through the sky and condensed a big blue Heaven hand. Blue Heaven covered the sky with a big hand and grabbed it against Jiang Yun.

    Blue Heaven mysterious!

    laugh–

    A congenital ancestral volley was derived and turned into a Primal Chaos pool, which was covered by Jiang Yun.

    For a moment, six quasi-Saint Qiqi shot, and they came to Jiang Yun.

    "What about the six quasi-holys?" Today, I want to kill the Holy Spirit–"Jiang Yun is cold and indifferent, his eyes are sharp, and he is holy.

    People’s hearts are shaking, and a quasi-king of the priests is always ridiculous.

    But they really believe it today, because Jiang Yun has extinguished more than a dozen quasi-sacred with his true battle strength.

    Tu Sheng, not talking about it, but really did it.

    "Nirvana Rebirth -"

    Boom–

    The punches were crossed and punched out, and the black hole was shaken.

    "Hong!"

    The second fist hit, the black hole was smashed, and Jiang Yun’s third punch directly flew out the spear of the dark quasi-holy, and took a punch out.

    "The stars are only for the bright moon -" Jiang Yun shouted.

    Comprehension has a higher meaning of stars, a round of clear moon, and a star is appearing around, but all the stars are only for the round of the moon.

    The Qingyue exudes the moonlight, cuts through the sky, and goes to the purple sage.

    Puff

    Ziweizhansheng can't escape, and he is flying out by the Qingyue, coughing up blood, and splashing the sky with the blood. It is very miserable.

    "Everything is empty, sigh lonely -"

    The sword light blocks the Space-Time, crushing the Sword Dao mysterious, and the sword penetrates the Sword Race's defense and flies it out.

    Booming –

    Six quasi-sacred battles with Jiang Yun, the entire sky was beaten and turbulent.

    Puff

    Ziweizhan was the first to be smashed, and Jiang Yun passed by and punched it with a punch. Jiang Yun bathed the holy blood and shouted, and the violent vibration of Eight Desolate.

    After dozens of rounds, the dark quasi-sacred is on the death.

    "A sword throws a fairy -"

    "Xiu!"

    Jiang Yun's sword is one, and the Immortal God sword is temporarily combined to form a sword light. It breaks through the dark mystery of the dark quasi-sacred and various secret technique Armament, and splits it into two halves.

    "Reverse Eternal -"

    He immediately turned his direction and smashed it to the Sword Race.

    Puff puff–

    Subsequently, the other three Quasi-Saints were also killed by Jiang Yun, a strong mess, shaking the surrounding Martial Artists.

    "Fatful, too ferocious, this is half an hour, has killed nearly 20 quasi-sacred -"

    "He wants Defying the Heavens, how can I fight?"

    "Fortunately, they have fewer people, or we have no chance of winning."

    The Martial Artists are discolored, and they are not afraid to get close to Jiang Yun. This killing star is too strong. It is not manpower to fight.

    They all regretted it. They thought that Jiang Yun’s battle strength was overestimated. It seems to be underestimated.

    "Imperial Sword Art -"

    咻咻咻——

    One hundred and eight stalks of ancient sword flew out, and the king around Jiang Yun was like a grass mustard, constantly being pierced by Imperial Sword Art and falling from the air.

    Wherever he went, the enemies fell.

    Unless the quasi-holy, or even the great accomplishment king can not stop him, because he now has ten times the battle strength of the gods.

    "The little child of the war, rolling over and dying -" Jiang Yun drank, looking at the son of the world behind the crowd.

    Strong

    overbearing!

    indifferent!

    This is what everyone thinks about Jiang Yun at this moment. He alone urges Imperial Sword Art to kill the side of the Son of the World. Wherever he goes, Martial Artist is constantly falling from the sky.

    "He wants to kill the son of the world?"

    People were so shocked that they couldn’t speak. After Jiang Yun killed more than a dozen quasi-hos, he spearheaded the son of the world and killed the son of the world.

    This scene is too shocking, you know, even the community is not willing to offend Invincible.

    At this moment, Jiang Yun only has more than 3,000 people around him, and a small number of Zart Tian Mainland's Martial Artist supports him, dare to chase the son of the world.

    Lunatic!

    People curse in their hearts, this fellow is absolutely crazy.

    The pupil of the world shrinks and calms: "You still don't deserve this bound, come, give me a hunt, set up the Battle Array -"

    Battle Array is different from array mark, which is a combination of one kind Martial Artist and does not require array mark.

    Therefore, it will not be affected by the banned gods, the broken flag, etc., because it is only the cooperation between Martial Artists, and does not involve the array mark.

    People are shocked, and the sons of the world are too cautious. At this time, they still dare not fight with Jiang Yun.

    You must know that Jiang Yun has killed more than a dozen quasi-sacred, and consumes too much at the moment.

    The sons of the world were too cautious, so they did not dare to fight with Jiang Yun, and many Supreme Talents suddenly sneered.

    The son of such a world, said that the good point is cautious, and the bad point is that greed is afraid of death.

    (End of this chapter)