Legend Of Magic Sword

With a cry of surprise, xingsickle, a powerful member of the magic dragon clan, wanted to make some moves, but after taking the first step, his strong body trembled and fell to his knees. With a circle of vibration when his knee touched the earth, hundreds of people around him could not stand still and fell one after another in the invisible oppression.

For a moment, it was like the ministers kneeling on the Chaoting court. Looking around, no one was able to keep standing.

Leaning on the frost cry hail thorn, while enduring a strong stab cold, nalanfuyan legs bending in shaking, she is almost to the limit, about to kneel to the ground.

In the slightly blurred vision, the fallen sword was inserted obliquely in front of me. The blood stains on the sword handle were gorgeous, and it had not dried up yet. On one side of the sword, a figure immediately fell, but it was also the face she had seen.

"Are you... Yuanting?"

"Yes, it's me. I didn't expect that I would be the one who reaped the profits at last. Everything here will be mine. "

At the same time of joking, Yuan Ting's hand has already probed into the frost cry hail thorn that nalanfu smoke is leaning on.

All of a sudden, Nalan Fuyan wanted to dodge, but his Xuanli didn't flow smoothly. On his shoulder, he seemed to press ten thousand kilograms of heavy things, and he couldn't straighten his waist, so he couldn't exert himself. Struggle, but delusion.

Easily caught the frost cry hail thorn, Yuan Ting's smile a little more arrogant, hummed: "don't struggle, the presence of artifact, but more than this long gun. My nightmare sword was made by the most outstanding refiner of Zehan Empire thousands of years ago, and only the imperial family can control it. Once my royal blood awakens its power, don't say you are a saint, even if you are the Lord of the military temple, you can't move! "

"You've been carrying artifact?"

In the heart a startle, Na Lan Fu smoke remaining light glimpses place, once again falls on the sword that slants to insert in the distance, also at this moment, her double pupil suddenly a burst of contraction.

Yuan Ting nodded and said, "yes, since it's a fake artifact, how can you easily find it? I've been forbearing so that at this time, I can put all the treasures of Leviathan's burial ground into my pocket. Originally, you can still count on me in your share, plus a face to ningyue, you can save your life. But it's a pity that he gave you the chess piece which is more powerful than the artifact. Well, I'm sorry. I want your life, too. "

Zheng!

With a light whistling, frost cries and hailstones pierce out. Under yuan Ting's backhand, the frozen ice crystals can emerge, but they melt in the blood between his palms.

It seems that after three thousand years of seal, the last few counter attacks are the struggle of this artifact. Today, it is temporarily unable to compete with the forcible occupier.

"It's not a waste of your trip to come here for it and die at the end of this long gun, is it?"

Jie Jie a smile, he retreated a step, clenched the sharp gun in hand, ready to send.

Ping Pong——

In the light of lightning, a line of cold light swept, and the sword roared fiercely. However, in an unexpected and strange angle, it could resist the frost crying and hail stabbing. At the moment of touch, the strength of the shock rippled several circles of cold ripples, and at the same time, both sides of each other were shaken back together.

Three steps back, Yuan Ting's backhand was a long shot, and he forced his body to stabilize. He was suddenly surprised when he glared.

In front of Nalan Fuyan, he would rather stand with a sword. Although also can see, at the moment of his panting, impressively a weak appearance. However, there is another indisputable fact in front of us. Under the powerful pressure of the power awakened by the false artifact "nightmare sword", ningyue is still active.

"Hello, ningyue - why can you still move?"

Lost a roar, Yuan Ting eyes wide open, surprised and sullen at the same time rolling eyes.

All the time, I've been forbearing and calculating for the sake of this yellow sparrow. However, there are new variables in front of us? Moreover, variable is the last person he wants to see.

Chest heaves violently, ningyue's state is also very bad, just can barely stand steady. Facing the rebuke of Yuan Ting, in fact, he was also very surprised. Just now, when he saw a hundred people on the court suddenly kneel down, he was inexplicable.

Completely. I don't feel any pressure. If Yu Zhu hadn't told him, he would have continued to wonder what happened all of a sudden.

"Yuanting, should I thank you very much for the face you gave me? This situation is obviously suitable for killing. I originally intended to leave nalanfu alive."

"Don't thank me, because I changed my mind. She must die. You, too. Originally, I was going to save both of you. However, I didn't expect the appearance of magic wings. False artifact is so powerful, not to mention the real artifact? For the power of covet, enough to make me tear face, regardless of all costs. Ningyue, in the words of you human beings, you are innocent and guilty

At the moment when the last word came out, Yuan Ting moved, and he could see that Ning Yue was now supporting strongly, and there was not much strength left. Using the remaining power of frost cry hail sting, he is sure to kill the opponent here.

After that, the road is smooth.

"You Xuan, is there any way to relieve that oppression?"

A vertical up to the moment, rather in the heart secretly asked. He also naturally knew that he was not the opponent of Yuanting, but the prince, who had planned to hibernate until now, had become a disaster as he was worried.

In the space inside the sword, Youxuan sits on the ground. Even though she is separated by the dark Xuan ancient sword, the inexplicable pressure also has a certain impact on her. She looked up at the unfolding scene of the sky, only to shake her head at last.

"I'm sorry, master. I know very little about the level of artifact. But you can try, pull out the sword and find a way to crack it. If not, destroy it by force. If it's dark Xuan's Blade - no, it should be able to destroy the false artifact that doesn't have Xuanli's urge with the blade of the supreme demon sword soul crying disaster frost! "

Dang——

When the spears and swords collided with each other, Ning Yue immediately showed his defeat. He moved sideways and tried to work together in the Dodge, but he didn't think that Yuan Ting was faster. He swept out obliquely and hit him in the ribs.

In an instant, the cold force broke out, and Ning Yue's defeated body fell and fell heavily.

"Well, as I think, it's vulnerable."

Seeing this, Yuan Ting was relieved. The final variables and threats are just that.

Ding——

What I didn't expect was that Ning Yue, at the moment when he was about to hit the earth, hit the earth with a backhand sword, infused the mysterious force in the curved sword front, and then lifted his body up again with the anti shock force, and even got up again.

However, he did not attack Yuanting any more. Instead, he plundered and rushed to the front of Yanchi sword. He reached out his left hand and grabbed it.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Ting was shocked, but he gave a cold smile.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

In a moment, the sound of puncture sounded. The more I grasped the handle of the sword, the more I trembled, and the color of pain appeared in my face.

However, on the back of his left hand holding the handle of the sword, there were three sharp thorns running through and protruding, and the blood was bubbling from the cold and sharp flesh on the back of his hand. And in the center of the sharp thorn, there is a hidden blood tank. Besides bleeding, it seems to be absorbing the fresh blood.

"Well, I'm going to die! How can you touch the nightmare sword that Zehan royal family can control? It wakes up its power with the blood of our royal family. It is touched by other strong people who don't know what to do. It will only be sucked by the blood stab in the sword like you, and it will turn into a corpse. Originally, I wanted to give you a happy way to die. Unexpectedly, you chose the most miserable one yourself. "

At the same time, Yuan Ting stepped forward again, the frost under his hand cried, the hail stabbed, and the cold light on the tip of the gun flowed.

"That's all. For the sake of your kindness to me, I'd better help you get out of the misery as soon as possible. On this day next year, I will offer you a piece of incense in the way of human beings. "

In the sneer, the long gun straightens out, aiming at ningyue's throat is a sharp stab.

Dang——

There was another roar. The point of the gun shuddered and the blade of the sword roared. With this blow, Yuan Ting's face changed greatly, and he was even more shocked than when he found that Ning Yue could move.

The evil sword, which is inserted on the ground and can swallow the blood essence of the person who touches it, is pulled out by Ning Yue, who should have lost all the blood essence, and is shocked before the spear.

However, after all, the strength is poor by a few points. Ningyue can only resist one grid, and can't bear the strong impact at all. He shudders and falls to the ground again. When he hit the earth with his back, he suddenly responded that his subconscious action of pulling was successful.

"Well, it's impossible! Ningyue, what's your origin? "

At the moment, Yuanting yelled wildly. In his original cognition, human beings could not resist the threat of the sword. Among the demons, only a few inheritors of royal blood from the nine demons can resist this oppression.

Perhaps, the blood of the demons in ningyue's body is rare, so it can be free from the influence of coercion.

But it's just to be able to resist, not to control the sword! Unless, there is a fact that Yuanting does not dare to think about.

What flows in ningyue has the royal blood of Zehan empire.

"This joke is too big!"

When he was furious, Yuan Ting threw himself out. This was the most important time that he had ever killed Ning Yue. In the heart unconsciously Teng up the idea, let him dare not continue to think, the only thing he can do is to wipe out the existence that should appear almost from the root.

Only Ning Yue's death can calm him down.

Whoosh - Ding!

In the light of lightning, a red column from far to near, whistling volley in front of the spear. At the moment when Feng Di was crushed by the cold attack, two more red lights came after him, but his sharp finger was replaced by Yuan Ting's lower abdomen and left chest.

There is no choice, Yuan Ting tosses a long gun, gives up the trend of killing and turns to defense, and then smashes the sneak attack of the two wipes into nothingness.

At the same moment, suddenly he heard a strong wind coming from behind his head. He quickly turned around and swept with a gun. In the moment, what he was facing was a sword.

Dang! Shock, shock. This time, the yuan court was defeated and retreated suddenly, and the rippling chill was cut mercilessly by the sword. Fortunately, frost cry hail thorn cold condensation into a new layer of defense, which can protect his key, just be forced back, not fatal. When his eyes stare and look away, his heart is pulled again. Ahead, Nalan Fuyan stands with a sword. In the distance, Yu Zhu's wings fluttered and the big bow pointed out“ You can move too, can't you... "At the same time, yuan Tingyu glimpses, and then discovers that the rest of the people present are still under the pressure of Yanchi sword. That is to say, it is not the lifting of oppression“ It's like, I get it. So, when you come into contact with Yanchi sword, does the contract influence of moyihuangqi give the two subordinates the power to resist the coercion? Unfortunately, I didn't come here alone. I have two followers under my command, and they are stronger than yours. " Suddenly, Yuan Ting grinned again, raised his left hand for a moment, and the ring on his little finger showed a dense luster. In the blink of an eye, in the nothingness, a colorful gap suddenly split“ Well, it's fair now, three on three! "