Inverse Sword God

You are too confident. In the past 1000 years, I have already excelled myself to the sixth day.

My strength is not what you can imagine.

Now I have only one demon, and that's you,

I defeat you, I will see the last day of Aohan Qijue.

At that moment, I will be able to impact the realm of true God.

The sound of Xu Beibei's tomb sounded, the chill on his body was even more terrible.

听 After listening to those people, their scalp was numb: God, will Bei Muxue impact the realm of true god?

I was so incredible.

His talent is too strong,

Countless to the sound of exclamation.

连 Even the people in Shenyaoyuan have changed their faces: have they reached the sixth day? This guy is really against the sky.

I say it's useless.

With a big wave from Liyang, behind him, there was a figure condensing. It was a golden black formed by the aggregation of countless stars.

This is the star soul he summoned here.

之后 After the star Jinwu appeared, Yang Potian's momentum increased again, reaching an incredible level.

Obviously, once he took a shot, he thundered and didn't give Bei Muxue a life at all.

Across the street, Bei Muxue also summoned a star soul.

That is a flower, which is in full bloom.

Although he is just a star soul, he has an extremely stubborn and unruly power.

Make everyone shocked.

After Xi Xing exhibited the Star Soul, Bei Muxue cut it out with a stab.

The stinging sword light turned into a peerless lightning, chopped forward.

A horrible icy breath spread out,

At this moment, everyone's body is rigid, and the power in their bodies seems to be frozen.

With this sword, it came quickly and killed Yang Potian.

I just can't.

Puyang snorted coldly, and did not mean to dodge at all. He patted it with a single palm.

With a terrible breath on his palm, he turned into a golden black bird, flying with wings.

The dazzling flames flew out, instantly melting the frost of the world.

After the blow, the earth-shattering voice sounded, and countless people were quit by the shock.

I'm so strong.

At this moment, many people stopped practicing in the Star Soul Hall.

They came out one after another and looked at the stars battlefield.

Countless exclaimed sounds.

I am Bei Muxue and Yang Potian. Are these two men going to fight again? It's incredible.

The battle that took place thousands of years ago has not been won, but now, is it going to be here?

Everyone was so excited that they set their sights.

In this Star Soul Hall, an extremely mysterious place, the stars all over the sky condensed a heavenly palace.

In this palace, there was a woman wearing a star gown, and the woman sat lazily there.

She is holding a bronze wine glass and drinking slightly.

When she heard the sound outside, she opened her eyes, her eyes were so deep, as if the endless starry sky.

似乎 She seemed to look through the heavens and the earth, and toward the stars battlefield.

There was a smile on the corner of her mouth: Oh, are these two guys fighting again?

Yeah, this palace is very boring recently, just to see a lively.

还有 There is also a middle-aged woman beside her, standing there respectfully.

Holding a bronze jug in his hand, he carefully poured a glass of wine for the other party,

I took out a fan and fanned it gently.

She laughed: These two guys are pretty good, of course, can't compare with you princess.

Under the true god, I have no opponents.

Wu Xingchen shook her head. Instead of speaking, she stared at the battlefield below.

After a single blow, the forces of ice and snow backed away, and then rushed forward quickly.

The coldness of Beibei Muxue became more and more terrible. The knife in his hand seemed to be able to freeze everything in the world.

His crazy shot,

Stabbed one after another, splitting forward,

Every hit is more terrible.

Xun cut out dozens of knives in a row, as if a star field would be reduced to ashes.

On the opposite side of the sun, Yang broke the sky, roared to the sky, and the power of the sun on his body erupted.

He chuckled coldly: It's useless, no matter what step you practice? You are not my opponent.

Jiyang **** palm.

Pushed out with the palm of his hand, with the terrible extreme heat, he shot forward.

The battle between the two is shocking,

In a blink of an eye, the two sides have fought hundreds of moves.

I was evenly matched.

Countless people are stunned, and in their opinion, the two will continue to stand still.

At this time, Bei Muxue roared: The Seven Gods of Pride.

The sword light on his body shattered the world, and the blue swordman cut through the sky.

Those people around retreated madly.

Even Yin Mengyao was trembling, she stood behind Lin Xuan.

The only calm thing in the market is Lin Xuan.

Standing behind Lin Xuan, it seems a lot safer,

She whispered: Aohan Seven God Swords, is Bei Muxue's peerless school.

Twenty thousand years ago, he could cut five swords, and now he seems to be able to cut the sixth sword.

I do n’t know, can this sixth sword defeat Yang Yangtian?

Beibei Muxue also knew the horror of the sky, so as soon as he came up, he cut out the sixth blade of the proud cold sword.

The power of Beibei Muxue erupted constantly, even if it was a half-step true god, under this sword, I am afraid that it would be desperate.

Even the star woman in the palace that day was slightly surprised: a little bit interesting, the strength of Bei Muxue will soon improve!

The middle-aged woman behind her was also extremely dignified, and this knife made her feel a deadly threat.

I'm afraid Nayang is going to lose?

Do not.

Xing Xingchen woman shook her head: that is not necessarily, you have to look at Yang Potian, what tricks to show.

I think he should be able to display the golden palm of God!

Sure enough, when the horror of this sword was felt, Yang Potian was also an enemy, and the star soul behind it became more and more horrible.

He roared: Jinwu Shenzhang, the ninth palm.

Hong Liang's voice sounded to heaven and earth,

Hold his palm, appear between heaven and earth,

Around the puppet, nine golden black phantoms appeared.

When I saw this scene ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ countless people exclaimed: What? Has he trained the Jinwu palm so far?

Is n’t it incredible?

I remember, a thousand years ago, he seemed to be able to play only the seventh palm.

Now, is it possible to perform the ninth palm?

In fact, it is the cause of Star Soul.

If outside, Yang Potian can cast the eighth palm at most, but in this Star Soul Hall, he can condense the Star Soul, making him stronger.

I can only show the ninth palm.

I think so.

After everyone heard it, they suddenly realized, but even then, it was already desperate.

Such a trick is enough to make a half-step true **** fly away.

kill.

Tong Aohan's sixth sword, and Jinwu's ninth palm, killed together.

碰撞 Collided between heaven and earth, a terrifying voice came, terrible power, destroyed eight wastelands.

The entire star battlefield shook violently, the endless starlight shook, and then cracked.

He turned into black holes one after another, spreading around.

Meet those around you and run away like crazy.

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