Martial Arts and Fantasy: the Evil Emperor of All Realms

For a moment, the red light made a huge impact with the blue sword in the same place.

As soon as the two sides came into contact, He Lanhan was suddenly surprised.

Heat seemed to encounter a thousand-year-old iceberg, and turned into thousands of sparks scattered, but the blue sword was like a high-speed rotating drill, passing straight through the defensive circle of the Helan Han sword, and piercing straight into his chest.

In front of the sword, Oranghan's clothes were already unbearable. They condensed into ice, and then cracked layer by layer, and the pieces scattered.Some of the most delicate parts of the skin also started to bleed.

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Maybe - "The corners of Helan Han's eyes were cracked, his hair died out automatically, and his skin turned red. Obviously, the fire really ran to the extreme."

But no matter how hard he struggled, it was all in vain.

The heavens and the earth were turned upside down, the earth was shattered, Tiexinheng's astonishing sword directly pierced He Lanhan's body to protect his vitality, and the blade violently bombarded his chest.

"Want to kill that old man? Another hundred years!"

He Lanhan's eyebrows opened, and the pores all over his body sprayed out incomparably hot fire qi, which could even be almost ignited by the torn clothes. in the air.

The sword had come to an end, and the true energy of Pei Lan's extreme water was also dealt with by He Lanhan.

"That's all?" The idea had just flashed into Oranghan's mind, but he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Shui Zhenqi has completely dissipated. Just now in the Helan Han Dantian Liuli, the old force has disappeared, and the new force has not yet been born. Suddenly, the sword energy shoots out a sharp and extreme force from the sky, piercing Helan with one stroke. Lanham's chest.The old power has disappeared, and the new power has not yet been born. Suddenly, a sharp and extreme force emerged from the sky, piercing Han's chest with one stroke.

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The old man's pupils swelled suddenly, and he looked down in disbelief, only to see that the blue sword had faded, replaced by a dazzling silvery white.

"Two lines and one sword?" Seeing the sudden change in the color of the sword, Oranghan completely understood his opponent's strategy.

The sword qi is majestic, and the true qi of the water system has become a steel-breaking spiral force. It first broke through its own defense circle, and also used the five elements to protect its real qi layer by layer.

But the real trump card is the true spirit of the golden thread hidden in the spiritual core!

A white light flashed, and Oranghan stood there quietly, as if the sword had no effect on him.

His body trembled suddenly, blood-red cracks appeared on the skin on his chest, and then the blood flowed out like a wild fountain, and the huge body suddenly fell down.

Kill with a sword!

The people around, whether they were members of Kong Tong's family or the swordsmen of the Yangming Swordsmanship School, all stopped once, and in the field, there was an unexpected silence.

The eyes of countless people all fell on the pale man in white with the same face.

Tie Xinheng seemed to have just done a small thing, a sword stabbed out, and he kept using the long sword and sheath to recover his back, and even dealt with the wind-blown beard casually.

I don't know who yelled, "The first one is dead!"

Many black-clothed swordsmen seemed to wake up from a shock, and the few timid swords in their hands turned without looking back, and then cast the collapse of the Yangming Sword Sect.

"Chase!" Shi Yun, the coolest in the field, gave the order first.

Flickering in the fire, there were only 30 Kong Tong disciples left, followed by the opponents wanton killing, the sound of the moment, the screaming turned into a mess.

In terms of strength, the Yangming Sword Sect is still far superior to the Kongtong Sect, with nearly ten times as many opponents. As long as someone organizes it, a single counterattack can kill 778-88 members of the Kongtong Sect.

But when Lan Han died, the entire Yangming Swordsmanship School seemed to have lost its backbone general, and the enemies who were driven like ducks rushed to kill him from behind, driving a swordsman who had escaped from Yangming into the road to the underworld.

Does anyone know if a Taoist will give himself a sword?Even the first pulse of the sun cannot withstand his sword, who among us can?

This may be the thinking of most Yangming swordsmen, and now they only have one word in their hearts: "Run".

The hearts of the people at Kongdongmen are full of joy for the rest of their lives, and more people even suspect that they are not dreams.

Just now, Kong Tong's defense line had collapsed, and the next moment it would be broken by the other side of the circle, turning into a massacre.

At this time, He Lanhan, who even his elder brother was fighting for his life, could only resist one of Yang Ming's three seats, and that was He Lanhan, who was stabbed to death in the chest by a sword.The Yangming Sword Sect also began to fail.

Take Tie Xinheng, a minority disciple of Kongtong School, as an example. The eyes of three generations of disciples are extremely complicated.I just feel that this person's behavior is despicable, and even poached people around the corner during the hole crisis to take advantage of the fire.

Now everyone knows that this powerful man ignored the enemy at all, and only used a sword to reverse the situation of the Conton faction who was about to lose everything.

"Maybe, they're really just here to collect people, and as far as helping us with Kong Tong schools, they're just seeing a little love to do."

"No wonder the elder brother values ​​him so much, and no wonder the second brother treats him so tolerantly."

These three generations, unfortunately, have different ideas.

Li Chengyuan's eyes are even more colorful.

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He had thought he was just turning his department from a small school to a small school, and he wasn't taking that seriously.

"Mason? Xue Shibao? Even the ancestors." Li Chengyuan recalled in his mind that he used to be among martial arts and martial arts masters, but found that any master he knew was determined to resist the sword.

"Maybe I am destined to worship this Taoist priest as a teacher?"

"Hey, the loyalty of these three apprentices has become four?"

Tie Xinheng was even in the mood to look at Li Chengyuan's data. If he didn't look at the camp, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Most of the Kongtong faction kept chasing after Li Xu and opened it. I don't know how many black swordsmen's corpses were lying on the ground. Shi Yun gave continuous orders, ordering three generations of disciples to cut off, and the people slowly returned to the camp.

Xue Kaishan used a long knife, laughed and said: "I know you can be big!" This time, Mr. Xue owes you two lives-"He pointed to the guard who came back, and said with a smile: "These bastards owe you all!" Xue's! "

"How could there be such a way of breaching the contract?" Tie Xinheng said with a smile: "If you don't heal your injury, I'm afraid I have to go to the door of the devil and let you recover your debt!"