I'm Actually a Cultivation Bigshot

"What? Hawthorn Jama ?! I didn't listen to it."

"No, even the people of the palm of Jama is coming, when is Zheng Jia?"

"This is a super sector, don't say Zheng's family, no matter what family is more than people!"

"No, I can't!"

"Zheng Jia Laozu is not looking at the other eye of the palm of the sword? This is developed!"

In an instant, the audience was stunned.

Everyone is a surprised, but also can't help but stand up, watching the direction of the gate.

There is a total of three people, wearing the palm of the sword, carrying the long sword, walking the tiger and tiger, the scenery is unlimited.

Although their cultivation is just a quasi-holy realm, the full blend of mixed yuan in the audience must have a smile to their reports, and they don't dare to have a sin.

After all, their background is the existence of everyone needs to look up.

The arrival of the palm of the palm of the palm, naturally, the atmosphere of the audience was pushed to the highest, and arranged directly in the Super VIP.

Just when everyone gathered, only one person, still sitting on the Diaoyutai, just quietly drinking vegetables, no fluctuation.

This person is naturally a river.

Don't say that he is not good with the palm of the sword, even if it is good, he will not fall according to the palm of the sword, because his background can be more than the palm of the swords, too much!

I am a coward that cuts wood for a high person!

For the eyes of everyone, the three disciples of the palm of the sword should be, it has already been seen, and the big shot is blocked.

"Strange, the big old is not to say that the sense is from this near this? How to find a long time, there is no clue."

"Come slowly, no matter who it is, you want to avoid my palm of the Jama Cliff."

"Just hit the lively, just stop, and by the way, see what I can find."

They whispered whisper, and the speech was full of high proud.

"But the guy is a big shelf, knowing that we are the disciples of the palm of Jama, and don't get up and welcome, it is really bold and big!"

"These characters are generally not long, see this breath, seems to be a sword."

"Hey? His sword ... Some problems!"

Other people who have no idle chat, pay attention to the disciples of palm Jama, guess their relationship with Zheng's family.

"Who is the guy, and the disciple of the palm of the palm is not from the body, and it is not too much."

"He is young and crazy, and it has been sinned in the invisible. He is not guilty.

"Fast, the disciples of the palm of the Jama cliff got up! The monk is troublesome."

Everyone saw this scene, and the breathing was on.

The little head collar in the three disciples is a round of eagle hook nostrils. He has a smile, but it is Jin Guangcan, open mouth: "Daoyou, your sword is good, lend us to see ? "

The river gently went to a wine, then slightly spit out, "roll!"

Just one word, but the atmosphere of the audience instantly fell to the freezing point, almost solidified!

Eating melon people feel that their brain is not enough, only two words on the river - crazy!

The round face monk is soaked, the light is like electricity, "Taoist friends, the sword in your hand looks like I am in the palm of the sword, or give us a confirmation!"

"Otherwise, wait for the eighth sword of the Jianji Cliff to come to the converge, he will not talk like us!"

"What? The eighth swords will come over?"

"This monk is too fierce, no wonder the disciple of the birds, the two sides may have a contradiction."

"Will n't really take the palm of the sword cliff, I have to finish."

"He still didn't hurry, waiting for the eighth sword, he will die!"

Everyone is a burst of fear.

During this time, the wind is the most prosperous, and the ten swords of the palm of the sword, but also the presence of the gods.

The five swordsmanship teamed up, and the lessence killed a big energy in a heaven, which is enough to load the history of the history!

Mixed Yuan Dolokine's realm has an insurmountable gap in the world, and the world's realm of heavenly lives. It is theoretically impossible to be mixed with the yuan. However, the Top Ten Sword has opened a precedent, which is simply created. miracle.

Although it is said to join hands, but there is no doubt, a single one takes out, and it is absolutely a strong, almost invincible, not ordinary mixed yuan, the big, the big mixed yuan.

Hearing this big person, how can you not be shocked.

The rivers still didn't look at them, and they said: "With you have not eligible to talk to me, wait for the eighth sword to say, now ... give me!"

At this moment, an old wind is rushing from the outside, and his face is complicated, that is, exciting is .

He is the initiator of this banquet, Zheng Jia's old ancestors, Zheng Yunhe.

He listened to the people of the sword, he was excited, then he heard the banquet, natural headache.

"The poor road Zheng Yunhe, I have seen the Jianyu of the palm of Jama and have seen this Taoist friend."

Zheng Yunhe has a gift, then quickly hit the round field, facing the river opening: "This Taoist, these three disciples, this is enough to kill the realm of heaven, you may wish to The sword will give them a look, I believe this is definitely a misunderstanding. "

The river is open: "Let's talk about it, let me do it!"

The round face is the fire, the cold channel: "It seems that this is the sword of our palm of the swords, I haven't been wrong! I will give you the last chance, now I will give it, I will be gone, I can ignore you. ! "

The river raises his hand from gently shooting!

"boom!"

In the void, a palm is pushed out, directly slamming the three palm swords disciples, and flying them all over the door of Zheng Jia.

"puff!"

The three disciples actually spread on the ground, spraying a blood, the whole body's bones like a scatter, stand up and stand up.

They looked at Zheng's home, did not dare to go in, but the grievances in the eyes have reached the extreme.

Within Zhengjia, everyone is pumping a breath, and the heart will jump half a shot.

"Who is this monk, not for the palm of the sword, isn't it afraid of death?"

Zheng Yunhe raised his hand to rub the sweat on his forehead, full of nervousness.

The palm of the sword is sinful, and the river can also be unable to make it, can only pray not to be and the pool.

Time is over one minute.

Only the river is still eating, others have already had a mood.

Just then, a shadow in the distance appeared, just in the field of view, the body shape disappeared, and the eyes came to see, it turned out that Yu Jian came to the past.

This person is a green robes, such as a knife, the corner is clear, and the eyes are sharp, such as swords, people who don't dare to look.

A powerful breathing is broken, and there is almost invisible momentum storm.

The round face of the monks immediately watched: "He has seen the eighth sword!"

The eighth sword is attending the eyes, the opening road: "Who is hurting?"

Immediately, the round face monk is full of hate: "It is a kind of sword repair that I don't know, we doubt, there are things we want to find!"

The eighth sword served forward, the springs were rolling, and the face was cold and the face of Zheng Jiamen said: "I hurt my palm swordsman, come out to lead!"

The sound is like a Thunder, and the sharp sword is mixed, and the ear is hurt, and it is shocked.

Some people have a voice trembling, "come, the eighth sword is really coming!"

"It's so powerful, the sword in this sound, if he has a heart, it is enough to easily shock all the people outside the yuan!"

"The palm sword is not frank, I am afraid that even if it is not a single majority of the local realm, it is not far away!"

Everyone is amazed, and it has grown up with the face.

Zheng Yunhe looked at the river that still cooked, and couldn't help but remind him: "Dao You, the disciple of the palm of Jama is waiting for you outside."

The river is in a light road: "Let him wait, I will say it again."

Zheng Yunhe's bitterness, swallowing a sight of water, and finally got out of the door, respectfully the eighth sword was sent.

The eighth sword wait at the door, the face is calm, but it is just a way: "Wonderful, people will die, it is a good to eat!"

After finishing, I closed my eyes.

Also at this moment, his whisper, a unable to describe a breath, let everyone see, actually produce a sense of paralysis, like the space around him has a fault.

The atmosphere around, it is even more in an instant, just countless the long sword to surround the surroundings, and attack at any time.

Some people looked at the eighth sword, horror: "Our eyes seem to be cut around him!"

A shocked opening, "he is in the hometown!"

The essence of Jian Xiu, paying attention to a potential.

The sword is, it is unstoppable!

He is this anger and murder compression in his heart, and constantly precipitating in the context, just like the long sword in the sword. Once the sheath will not stop!

The more you eat, the stronger power!

The kid actually had a joy and husband, and is it really ready to collide?

After a tea time, the river did this only went out, and the eyes looked at the eighth sword, not sharp, but it didn't fall in the wind, and there was a sharpness in calm!

The eighth swords took a look at the long sword in the river, and felt the unable to estimate the avenue of the unable to estimate, and immediately picked up, open the mouth: "Sure enough, I took my palm of the swords, the small thief, Prepare to lead! "

"If you have this, you will come."

Jiang traffic laughed at him, and said: "Some people say that my sword is grinded, I came out, you are honored, there is a person who is the first milled sword!"

He didn't expect people to hit the palm of the sword here, and it saved a lot of processes, straight theme, and entered the sword process.

All people are all wide, they have thought that the rivers are already very mad, I can't think of it.

Actually, the people of the palm of the sword should be used as a sharpening stone, it is too expanded, who gives him the courage?

Who is he?

The eighth sword laughed, "I will be your first," I will be the last one, because, after this battle, you will become a dead! "

The two are the sword repair, the two are the same as the sharpness!

Next, it is a silence of a period of time.

The two sides confrontation, the momentum is constantly climbing, and a strong airflow is spread, and it is like a sword in four overflows, and the sharpness is boundless, forming an invisible ring.

At a moment, the eighth sword is a lofty, raising your hand towards the river.

The long sword behind him flew, brought a strong sword light, let people embarrass, like a lightning, there is a head of the night, and there is no way to the top of the river!

The sword has not yet, the powerful swords have broken everything, and the clouds above the sky are more than half, and a large lake behind the river is even more than the sword, the middle vacuum, the two sides The waves are empty, water vapor is flying, and it is spectacular.

The river raises his hand and the long sword will come out!

For the long sword in front of you, go straight!

"clang!"

The sword is rolled down and envelopes the four wild.

The eighth swords of the sword were cleared!

However, the eighth sword wait for the body, picking up the long sword, once again, one sword!

This sword, split space, bring out of the wind and thunder, and the law is very interesting, like the world's strength, enough to swallow everything!

The river holds the long sword, the body is calm, stepped out, condensed the gods, and the sword is, it is up!

His sword, like a flow of light, does not fancy, straight!

The two swords, the endless swords will envelop both people, form the ball of swords, surrounding the vast.

Under their feet, the earth cracks, a heavy crack spread, and it is shaking.

"Strong, really good!"

"The eighth sword servement is greatly, and I didn't expect that monks so powerful, it is no wonder that it is so mad."

"Sword repaire is known as destructive power, too fierce, even if it is a sword, it is enough to pierce everything!"

"This is the battle of Jian Xiu, who is this person, actually can be called with palm swords."

"Have you found that his sword is simple, it feels like ... Just like a firewood."

Everyone stared at their fighting, widened his eyes and was shocked to the river.

At this moment, a stunning sword screamed, from the permanent worry of the eighth sword, the mighty, and the rush.

Surrounded by him, a sword storm is formed, and it is a whirlwind and a speed of rotation!

This is a whirlwind consisting of horrible swords, which contains ultimate destructive power, can swept everything, annihilate!

" !"

The eighth sword is screaming, and the eyes are red, which contains boundless kill, holding the sword handle, and the surrounding space is cut four minutes.

The endless whirlwind is gathered on his long sword, just like him holding a sword of the whirlwind of the sky, gaining the river!

"!"

Radky whistling.

Everyone on the crowd, even if it is the big energy of the mixed yuan, the big music is also in the cheeks, even if there is a defensive shroud, the cheeks are actually overflowed, and there is a mouthful!

However, they didn't have time to take themselves, and the gods of the gods watched their eyes and looked at the river.

Under the public, the actions of the rivers still have no major changes, hands holding the sword holder, only one layer of light, the sword is shallow, the long sword is like a rain, the pen is striking, crossing!