Heavenly Emperor

1459. Chapter 1459 is a sword, killing all enemies! (Third more)

    Chapter 1459 One person and one sword, killing all enemies! (Third more)

    "Om"

    Jiang Yun runs the healing ancestors and reorganizes the flesh body. He himself was almost smashed by the sons of the world. This battle can be described as both losses.

    In the end, he still killed the son of the world.

    Rubbing and rubbing –

    The flesh body reorganized, and Jiang Yun’s injury was recovering quickly. He stood in the air and no one dared to kill him.

    People were shaking and the pot was blown up here.

    "The son of the world is shackled -"

    "Although it was only a avatar, but the foundation was not weak, it was actually smashed by Jiang Yun."

    "Do he want Defying the Heavens? This is the son of the world that has completely angered. ”

    "It's interesting. The two tigers in the battle world are fighting for each other. The more they are the same, the more profitable we are, the best we can do."

    "Jiang Yun has risen. Although he is not qualified to compete with the influence of the world's son, Huge's Influence, it is not a role to be slaughtered."

    "Jiang fierce person This is Defying the Heavens, I really doubt that he may have lifted the curse."

    People open their mouths, and at this moment they are shocked to talk and flee in the distance, because Jiang Yun is too fierce.

    At the moment, hundreds of thousands of Martial Artists have been killed by about 30%, and the rest of them are afraid.

    Although Jiang Yun has only a few thousand people on one side, but each one is ten, Jiang Yun and so on are even more brave and fierce, and only one or two thousand people rely on Jiang Yun.

    Puff

    At this moment, Jiang Yun vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, when he forced the blood, and took the opportunity to use the temple to evolve a ray of light.

    He took back the shrine, Holy Drawing, Immortal God sword, Guqin and Jiuhuang Ding, and finally left only the Huang Huang Ding and the Immortal God sword.

    嗤嗤——

    A cloud of darkness emerged, and Jiang Yun suddenly became weak.

    "ha ha Ha – he can only shoot three more times after this shot, and this time is coming soon. Already empty, we swarmed and smashed him, and Armament such as Jiuhuang Ding was ours–"St. Princess laughed and looked at Jiang Yun.

    At this time, their doubts were dispelled and they no longer fled.

    Instead, they gathered two or three hundred thousand Martial Artists, killing Jiang Yun, and taking away Jiu Huang Ding and other treasures when Jiang Yun was weak.

    嗖嗖嗖——

    Boom Boom –

    锵锵锵——

    Two or three hundred thousand Martial Artists swept back and rushed to Jiang Yun and others, only because they saw that Jiang Yun was weak at the moment.

    Jiang Yun’s mouth evokes a smile of evil spirits. The reason why he is very weak is to attract these people and then destroy them together.

    These are elites from all walks of life. If all of them are killed here, I am afraid that all walks of life will feel bad for a while.

    "ha ha Ha – Come on, what is my fear of Jiang Yun? Look at me alone and kill the enemy! ”Jiang Yun broke out of the frightening imposing manner, driving the Immortal God sword and smashing it out.

    Puff puff–

    Suddenly dozens of kings were directly smashed into blood fog, which is not the most frightening.

    "Boom -"

    Jiuhuang Ding shines, nine ancestors flew out, bathed in the sea of ​​fire, and turned the surrounding Martial Artist into fly ash, and the whole sky burned red.

    Holy Drawing shines, blocking many attacks for Jiang Yun.

    He himself also displayed "Xuan Huang Shield" and spurred the speed of Saint Technique, quickly traversing, avoiding the attacks of Martial Artists.

    "Imperial Sword Art – 10,800 swords!"

    咻咻咻——

    The 100,000-handed ancient sword flew out and killed all directions. The whole sky was sword light, and the sword light was invincible.

    噗噗噗噗——

    "Ahhhh…"

    "How could this be, we were cheated."

    "He is absolutely not weak, and he deliberately led us."

    "Damn Imperial Sword Art, he can turn out so many ancient swords, what is the mental strength?"

    "Block, this kind of large-scale control of the sword, he certainly can't last long."

    The Martial Artists in all directions have changed dramatically, from the ridicule and arrogance of the beginning to the current fear.

    Who can think that Jiang Yun, who seems to be weak, broke out.

    No warning!

    There is a constant Martial Artist falling from the sky, the whole sky is stained with blood, and Jiang Yun is like Peerless Demon King, bathing blood, and stabbing.

    Jiu Huang Ding and Holy Drawing guarded him, he was no longer lonely, and he held the Immortal God sword into the crowd.

    Just a tea time, his massive Imperial Sword Art has killed nearly 100,000 people, and his mental power is almost exhausted.

    Even if the spirit of the soul is restored, the sword can not be so large in a short time.

    "Kill nearly 100,000 people, you butcher -"

    Let's go

    "If only he is alone, we may still kill him at the moment, but there are those behind him, we are not opponents."

    "Damn, forbidden gods and other treasures have blocked this area, we will not escape for a while."

    "Quickly remove those treasures -"

    The Martial Artists of all walks of life suddenly became chaotic, and only one hundred hours of tea time smashed 100,000 Martial Artists, most of them are kings and powerful.

    This is too scary, and it doesn't make people live.

    "Remove the banned gods and so on, and leave the ancestral homeland–" St. Princess's flower eclipse, fleeing to the rear, commanding Sword Race Martial Artist to retreat.

    The same is true of Ziwei Shengjun and others, and the rapid retreat.

    However, they found an embarrassing thing, in order to prevent Jiang Yun and others from escaping, to prevent fish from slipping.

    This area was blocked, originally intended to trap Jiang Yun.

    Now they are shackled and become the obstacles to their escape. Many people regret it. They didn't expect to hang themselves.

    Puff

    Jiang Yun held the Immortal God sword and killed dozens of kings in Sword Race. He looked coldly at St. Princess behind the crowd: "You block this area, this is the best thing -"

    "Jiang Yun, don't be too happy too early. If it is not the quasi-sacred, you will be killed. It is you who should escape at the moment. No, you can't escape at all -" St. Princess said with a grin.

    The Son of the World is so cautious and has so many backhands.

    The result was defeated in the hands of Jiang Yun, and now hundreds of thousands of people have been killed by Jiang Yun more than 100,000, and other people have killed less than half.

    More importantly, the great accomplishment king and the quasi-sacred are basically killed.

    There is not enough powerhouse to block, the general king is not Jiang Yun's opponent at all, even if the Battle Array is condensed, it can only block for a while.

    Jiang Yun said coldly: "Unfortunately, if not, St. Princess, I will send you on the road -"

    "St. Princess is going fast -"

    "Burning True Blood, blocking the devil, making a life path for St. Princess-"

    Sword Race Martial Artists screamed and rushed to Jiang Yun, and St. Princess spurred the Excalibur in their hands. Under the blood sacrifices of Sword Race Martial Artists, the Excalibur shines.

    Boom–

    The sword light was banned and cracked.

    "Let's go……"

    St. Princess shouted and flew out of the crack under the guardianship of dozens of high rank kings and fled the place.

    嗖嗖嗖——

    Hundreds of people fled, but the cracks soon healed.

    "Since your St. Princess has escaped, then you will die for me -" Jiang Yun said coldly.

    St. Princess had a lot of cards and didn't collide with him. After all, he escaped.

    噗噗噗噗——

    Jiang Yun held the Immortal God sword in the all directions, killing Sword Race Martial Artist one by one, and vibrating Eight Desolate.

    "Kill – kill them all, one does not stay -" Jiang Yun cold and indifferent.

    "Xiu!"

    He sneaked in the direction of the purple micro-clan, just to see that Ziwei Shengjun opened a crack and fled.

    Puff

    Jiang Yun rushed to play a sword light, but unfortunately it was too late, only to squat an arm of Ziwei Shengjun.

    "Jiang Yun, you are waiting for me -" The scream of Ziwei Shengjun circulated between Heaven and Earth.

    Puff puff–

    Jiang Yun did not pay attention to it, but the Martial Artist holding the Excalibur to kill the Purple Micro-Clan. He was ruthless, and Martial Artist was constantly flying out.

    One person and one sword, killing hundreds of thousands of Martial Artists in various circles.

    (End of this chapter)