Ruling The Heavens With Divine Bugs

"Hum, this Taoist friend is right. He deceives the LORD with slaves. The family style of the 'spirit king's house' is still consistent. It's disgusting!" Ling Xuanyu hurt his cold face, showing a strong sense of disdain.

"Hum, you dare to be tough. A bastard born of a cheap life will fall into my hands later to see if your mouth is still so sharp." Mother Rong's vicious voice sounded, and then gave an order. "Together, as long as you don't kill."

"Roar..." the guards rushed up like wolves.

Lingxuan rain hurt the pink face, and a wisp of war slipped out of the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

"Blood wound sword, out!" A dark red sword with scabbard appeared in his hand. The scabbard was covered with dense patterns, just like countless scars, emitting a terrible smell.

"Blood dance is wild!" Cang Lang's sword came out of its scabbard with a clang, and suddenly a mysterious breath spread out. Centered on lingxuan rain injury, the square range of 100 meters suddenly became different. This space seemed to be separated from heaven and earth.

The sword Qi was vertical and horizontal. All the guards rushed over were like fixed frames. They didn't move. Cang clattered and the sword returned to the scabbard. Lingxuan rain hurt. The skirt danced with the wind, with long hair floating. Gu Jing didn't wave in his eyes, as if nothing had happened.

"Ah..." the guards screamed one after another, blood burst out, hundreds of wounds all over the body burst out, as if all the people had been "cut" in a short moment.

"Hiss..." Ye Wufeng and jianshisan took a breath of cold air at the same time. This is the 'domain'. The girl's sword technique has reached the level of the 'domain', breaking the 'Tao' into a 'domain'. The user within the sword domain is the master and the sky.

Xiaojian thirteen is very excited. As a pure sword practitioner, the sword field has an absolute attraction to him.

"Good!" Big Shao couldn't help but exclaim. Even he didn't understand the "sword domain". The formation of the sword domain is different from other domains. It requires not only strong understanding, but also countless battles between life and death to be successful. I really don't know how many times the little girl has experienced battles between life and death before she understands the sword domain.

For a moment, he was curious to use the eye of heaven to watch carefully. There was nothing to hide under the pupil, and his face slowly became cold. The girl's body was like her sword scabbard, covered with scars. Although it had basically recovered and could not be seen on the surface, the eye of heaven could see that there were at least thousands of wounds left on her, Three of them are very serious fatal injuries. Her heart, Dantian and chest have been seriously damaged and still haven't recovered. I really don't know how she survived.

"Ah... What a cruel little hoof! He betrayed the 'spirit Palace' and was ungrateful. He even laid such a poisonous hand on his own people." Mother Rong shrieked.

"Ha ha!" Ling Xuanyu hurt a faint smile, "Betray the 'spirit Palace'? What's the matter with me? It's said that even I was born in a remote and dilapidated Taoist temple. I haven't seen and don't want to see such a place as the 'spirit Palace', so as not to dirty my eyes; ingratitude? What kind of kindness do you have for me? What kind of righteousness do you have? When I was still in my infancy, take my mother and throw me into the world This is your kindness to the wild dead? As for these so-called 'own people', holding sharp weapons, they want to catch the 'own people' I let you bully. It's good not to break them into pieces. "

"Ah... You, you..." mammy Rong's ugly old face became more ferocious. "Zhang Meng, come on, go and catch this little bitch for me, waste her limbs and destroy her damn face."

Zhang Meng, who was half killed by a move from the elder and the younger, took several healing pills, recovered some of his injury, and walked to lingxuanyu injury with a ferocious smile with a sword.

"Hey, you'd better catch the princess injured by the rain. Although you are indeed the blood of the royal family, what the master needs is your talent and won't recognize your identity."

"Hum, I've guessed this for a long time. If your mother hadn't been in your hands, would I go with you?" Ling Xuanyu said coldly.

Looking at the bloody wailing of his men, Zhang Meng's face turned black. He beat the dog and looked at his master. His men were defeated by a move, and his face as a head was also dull, "As it is said, the youngest female murderer of 'Nanling Tianguan' is a first-class emperor at a young age and can fight beyond his level. However, in the face of my eighth level emperor, you'd better accept your life. No matter how strong your talent is, you can only make wedding clothes for others and complete the Lord of Yuxian County. This is your life."

"Life? I don't believe this kind of thing since I first entered the battlefield with a sword at the age of five." Ling Xuanyu said coldly.

"Hey, miss Yushang, do you need my help?" The eldest child suddenly shouted. The five-year-old girl entered the battle field with a long sword, and finally killed a path of blood. She became a king at a young age. It would be a pity if her rebellious qualification, understanding and will were destroyed in the hands of some garbage.

Ling Xuanyu glanced at him and said, "I appreciate the kindness of Taoist friends, but it's a private matter of rain injury. I can handle it. In addition, my name is rain injury, rain 'rain' and injured 'injury'."

"Hoo..." Zhang Meng breathed a sigh. If the mysterious tiger riding youth stepped in, it would be a bit troublesome. He fought a move just now. Although he despised the enemy, the power of that move still made him feel very terrible. Fortunately, the proud little girl refused him.

It's not too late. If it's too late, there will be changes. You must win the other party at the fastest speed. Zhang Meng's long sword is held flat and retreated, his knees squat slightly, ready to go. A little electric light condenses at the tip of the sword and makes a crackling sound.

Ling Xuanyu's injured expression was solemn, and a blood evil spirit rushed out of the body. The mysterious sword field expanded and shrouded the two people. The bloody long sword was pulled out and held flat, and his knees were slightly bent. His posture was somewhat similar to that of the other party.

"This is the sword area. It's really powerful. However, your cultivation is far from me. This small means alone can't make up for the gap between us." Zhang Meng smiled grimly, "Dongtian, Qi!"

"You can't break the cave of the eighth level emperor at all." After saying that, he kicked his feet fiercely and turned into an electric light. People and swords stabbed him all the time.

"Sudden stabbing electric sword, breaking the wind!"

Ling Xuanyu hurt his pupils and narrowed, and the blood evil spirit rushed into the blood sword like a whirlwind.

"Buzzing..." the Blood Sword vibrated violently, and the blood light suddenly lit up and made a buzzing sound.

"Blood burning sword, the last sword!" The blood gas around the Blood Sword bloomed, just like being ignited, beating a blood colored flame.

"Kill!" It is also a combination of human and sword, which turns into a bloody sword, and the eagle strikes it.

"Boom..." the two forces collided with each other, the void shook, and circles of impact ripples rushed around.

When the dust settled, they showed their true body. A long sword glittered and the electric light penetrated the left arm of Ling Xuanyu.

"Hahaha, you little hoof who doesn't know the heaven and earth, Zhang Meng, catch her quickly, and I'll smash her face!" Mother Rong laughed hysterically.

One breath

Two interest

Three interest

Zhang Meng had no response as if he had stopped.

Patter, patter, blood flowed out of his chest, and a blood sword was deeply inserted into his chest.

"You, you madman, you deliberately staggered your swords and died with me." Zhang Meng looked at the woman opposite in disbelief, showing a color of panic. His long sword had penetrated her arm, and her left arm had been abandoned, but why could not he see a trace of pain on her face, as if the abandoned left arm was not hers.

The light of the Blood Sword inserted in the chest gradually disappeared, and finally became like a scrap iron. It burned the sword to kill, just for the moment of youth, burst through the cave of the eighth level emperor, stabbed into each other's chest and burned everything. The blood sword is dead.

Ling Xuanyu's face is sad. In the past ten years, only the blood sword has accompanied him. He has saved his life many times. Now he burns everything and leaves himself.

"Cough ~" Zhang Meng coughed violently for a few times and said hard, "it's a pity. It's a pity that even if he tried to destroy the sword, he still didn't kill me. Xuan Lingyu was hurt. You lost!"

"I didn't lose, you lost, and you're dying!" Lingxuan rain hurt the cold voice.

Suddenly, the scabbard full of patterns like scars flew up. Ling Xuanyu opened his mouth and bit it, suddenly turned his head.

The blood light flashed past and cut through the void. A head flew high with an inexplicable look of surprise. Zhang mengmeteor couldn't believe that he would be cut off by a first-class emperor with a scabbard.

"The sword of blood, drink blood and sing wildly; the scabbard of injury, get drunk and hurt. The blood sword is dead. Who will accompany the scabbard?" Ling Xuanyu inserted the dead blood sword into the scabbard and rubbed it sadly.

"You, you killed him, you dare to kill him, you can kill Zhang Meng?" Mother Rong shuddered and pointed with her hand.

"Tension, you take her down!"

"But even the eldest brother died in her hands." The seven level emperor hesitated.

"Hey, why are you so useless as a level seven emperor? Don't you see that one arm of this bitch has been destroyed? That terrible Blood Sword has also been destroyed. What else is terrible?" Mother Rong roared angrily.

"Now Zhang Meng is dead. You are the captain. Don't go quickly!"

"Am I the captain? Yes, I'm the captain now." Tension's eyes brightened, his courage strengthened, and he forced him step by step.

Ling Xuanyu's face was as gray as death. Although he killed Zhang Meng, he also paid a huge price. There was no blood sword. What should he do to deal with the remaining seven level emperor?

"Yo, rain hurt girl, can I help you now?" I don't know when ye Wufeng quietly appeared beside her. It's called a close distance. It's almost pasted together.

"You..." Ling Xuanyu hurt his instinctive reaction, raised his palm and patted it.

"Boom..."