Yin Ping's voice, with three points of ridicule, seven points funny.

In the 21st century, as one of the most powerful deities in the land, Yin Hsia is only one of the most powerful gods in the earth.

Eight hundred years ago, the Xie family of the divine sword rose overnight. The name of the sword God was famous all over the world and respected by the whole country.

It is as powerful as Taiji, and it has much to do with the sword Xie family.

At the moment, seeing that the descendants of the Xie family of the divine sword eat shriveled in Meng Ran's hands, Yin Ping naturally is happy to see its success.

There was no intention of dissuading.

At this time, Meng ran, in the center of Wushan battle circle, was not afraid at all. Instead, he just shook his head with a smile:

"this kind of crude means of sacrificing sword with blood is also worthy of imperial sword technique?"

"It seems that you Xie's swordsmanship is just like this."

At the moment of falling voice, Meng ran stretched out her white jade like fingers and played lightly.

In the eyes of all the strong men watching the battle, this finger is ordinary and ordinary without any fancy.

Just like ordinary people flicking their fingers, they can't even feel the flow of genuine Qi.

Can be so flat and uninhibited a finger, but in the roar, the whole Wushan, thunderbolt, rainstorm suddenly!

It's like a typhoon sweeping into the land. It's like a storm, and the world is turbulent for it!

This finger, thunder!

"Boom!"

Meng Ran's right fingertip points on the edge of the bloody fierce sword. A mist like smoke suddenly explodes from his fingertip!

The giant mushroom cloud on the cloud has just dissipated.

And this round ring of white fog smoke, but like a nuclear explosion, fierce toward the four fields of explosion!

Boom! Boom!

It's like hundreds of heavy tanks firing guns together. The deafening explosion sound reverberates on Wushan mountain for a long time.

And Meng Ran's finger, in the eyes of sword maniac and those high-level vampires, seems to be as long as an era, never see the end.

It wasn't until the residual energy of the explosion dissipated that the people came back to their senses.

"This How could that be possible? "

But the descendant of Xie's family, who was forced to be crazy by Meng ran, has a dull eye at the moment

Looking along his line of sight, the blood mist attached to the bloody evil sword on his fingertips and the mental power of the sword maniac were all scattered!

The fierce sword was just unstoppable. Now only the pure Jun sword is left. The body of the sword is clamped between the fingers by Meng ran and does not move.

The swordsman of the ancestors of the Xie family was subdued so easily by a teenager who was less than 20 years old?

There was a dead silence.

Even Yin Ping, the master of Taiji, never thought that Meng ran needed only one finger to break the bloody evil sword, which is the most ferocious sword in Xie's Jian Jue!

More than a dozen white vampires watching the battle, one by one, look dignified like water.

They had previously thought that it was just a rumor that Adam, the king of God, could fall into the hands of Tairan.

But now, their brains are thinking wildly.

Tairan can break the Xiejia formula with one finger. What is the level of his skill? The peak of the divine realm? Half saint? Did he touch the realm of legend?

These high-level vampires, it's hard to imagine how powerful Tairan's real strength will be

As for the Japanese Kendo master, he stood there in a daze, like a puppet, forgetting to think.

A descendant of the Xie family of the divine sword, the swordsman who is invincible in Southeast Asia, was defeated by Tai ran?

At this moment, all the people on the top of the mountain can't help thinking about it

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