Strongest Upgrade

“As warriors, you are all defeated, you can only carry wounds here, and you will be full of life…”

Buzz ~ The sword in front of him suddenly ignited a black mang, and in a fierce tremor, he seemed to jump out of the ground and stabbed the unspeakable fellow in front of him!

“The fate of the warrior is that the horse is wrapped in a corpse, and the war is not returned, and the sword… even if it is broken, it must be brilliant, instead of staying here for the sake of him.”

His voice is very loud, and he spreads ten li.

Long swords in the range of sounds are trembled from buzz.

“The sword has a spirit, even if it is damaged, there is also Remnant Spirit. Do you stimulate them like this? Why?” Xiao Wei looked to Zhao Fang, and he was thoughtful when he saw the ancient sword of Zhanfeng held in his hand.

“Why, I still said that it is wrong? A group of broken copper scrap iron, only with the disgusting people here, if not willingly, come to kill father.”

Zhao Fang stood on the top of the slope and looked at the countless broken sword inserted in the slope, sneering and mocking.

The swords trembled and made a sword, one of the three-footed Qingfeng, which was covered with cracks, broke through the sky and directly moved towards Zhao Fang.

“Masterless sword, dare impudent?!”

Zhao Fang pulled out the Tibetan front and slammed directly into the sword.

The two swords collided, the sparks splashed, and the flying long sword was forced to withdraw from the dozens of feet and was not damaged.

Zhao Fang complexion As usual, the heart is shocked, after the Tibetan swordsman swallows a large number of fairy wares, the edge has already reached the level of seven graded medieval swords, and nurturing out a trace spiritual wisdom, called Peak seven graded ranked sword.

Such a sharp weapon, did not even hit the sword of flying, can see the strength of this sword.

“ha ha, good! The defeated army, I have to look at it, you can still bear my sword!”

Wave the Tibetan front and quietly display the water-splitting sword to confront the enemy.

After all, the broken sword is a broken sword.

Even if the three-footed Qingfeng once dominated the world, but at the moment, it is just a broken sword in this sword, nothing more, where is the sharp opponent of the Tibetan front.

Just a few swords, the broken sword collapsed, and the Tibetan front blade squirted a large amount of Sword Qi, assimilated the broken sword and inhaled the sword.

Swallow After the broken sword, the Tibetan front, at first glance, is no different from the previous one, but only Zhao Fang, the Sword Master, is clear in mind, the sharp edge of the Tibetan front is getting stronger!

“Sure enough!” His eyes narrowed.

This kind of speech stimulates the broken sword. It is not his leisure in the ass. After encountering these broken swords, the Tibetan front has a strong desire to fight with them.

What Zhao Fang did was not all for the Tibetan front, but also wanted to see if the Jianjianshan sword was forbidden to break the sword, what might be the power, and the idea of ​​sharpening the water-splitting sword.

Xiū xiū !

Not waiting for Zhao Fang to scrutinize the changes of the Tibetan swords, there are several swords that are simultaneously coming. Each sword is like a Full strength strike of God’s Great Sword.

If Zhao Fang went to Yuan Ying Jizhi, this round came down, fearing that it had been separated by these swords.

“Good!”

Loudly shouted, Zhao Fang does not retreat, and fights the sword alone.

Jianming bursts, more and more broken swords, join the battle.

Sword Qi, who was stunned by the sword, ignited the Great Array of swords buried in the sword, and the power of Zangfeng also showed signs of being suppressed.

“swallow , swallow !”

Zhao Fang sneer, Tibetan front emits with sharp rays of light, after swallow many broken swords, the edge of the edge, the ready to reach the level of seven products.

The broken sword in the sword scorpion used to be the famous sword of the famous mountain, and the ‘essence’ of any contain is extremely amazing. It has great advantages for the recovery of the Tibetan front.

For a moment.

There have been more than 30 handles broken swords swept by swallows, and Zhao Fang, who is in charge of the sword, is also full of injuries. If he is not bloody, he will be a dead man.

“Not enough, not enough, you are a group of broken copper scrap iron, this is also the ability to kill Young Master, your former Master, are all girls, ha ha ……”

The ridiculous ridicule, covering the circumference of a hundred miles, all the broken swords tremble.

A path of amazing Sword Intent straight into the Han, the unparalleled sword, igniting the spirit of the disciple Elder disciple Elder, provoked them to look at each other, a look of surprise.

“Swordsman Jianming is steady, Sword Qi goes straight to the Han…what happened? How can the sword be so abnormal?”

“Go and tell Wan Jian Peak Master!”

The calm Xianjian Mountain immediately boiled up.

quickly.

A tall, face-faced, indifferent Xuanyi middle-aged, with a baby to change the Late Stage of the Cultivator, appeared outside the forbidden land.

“Let me go, die fat, you dare to catch me, I let me kill you!”

“If you have the ability, let him kill, and my side will frown, it is your son.”

“I don’t have your son.”

A white fat and double-sword of youth, pushing a beautiful woman, came out from the sword.

“Abe!”

Xuanyi middle-aged start to talk, “What about Old Qiu?”

“Swordsman guards the side of the side, I have seen playing the sword Peak Master!”

White fat youth heard the sound, went forward, and gave a slight gift to the middle-aged Xuanyi.

After the road: “There is a change in the sword, the master is his old man, and is suppressing it inside!”

“She is who?” asked Wan Jian.

“The specific identity is unknown, and it should be related to the few fellows who sneak into the sword.”

“Someone sneaked into the sword?” Wanjian complexion slightly changed, “I want to go in!”

A white fat arm, held in front of Wan Jian, provoked Wan Jian extremely displeased, Jianmei pick, Sword Qi burst: “Abe, what are you this?”

“Sorry for the Wan Jian Peak Master, the master has to explain, the sword is the forbidden land of Xianjianshan, no one can enter.”

“Your master is stubborn, are you stubborn? When are you now, and are you using these useless things?”

Wan Jian’s lungs are all inflated, and it feels like a group of pig teammates can’t bring it up.

“what did you say?”

A glimpse of Sword Qi shrouded, I don’t know when, the chubby youth who has always been ridiculous, pulled out a behind sword, and the blade shrouded with a strange rainbow, pointing to Wanjian.

Wan Jian complexion sinks.

“Abe, what are you doing?!”

“Don’t dare to refer to Peak Master, are you trying to rebel?”

Wan Jian behind, immediately out of two of his discipline, accused A.

A side does not say, just staring at Wan Jian, his eyes are calm, there is no slight disciple to treat the Peak Master.

“Abe, we are the gatekeepers of Xianjianshan. I care about my own forbidden land. Isn’t it still possible? Even if you want to maintain the forbidden territory, it is too exaggerated and too arrogant. Is it that Old Qiu senior teaches you this way? of?”

At this time, the crowd came out of a purple clothed youth, behind a carrying a sword, Sword Qi rushed, coldly looking at the side.

“Purple Palace!” A side glared at the man and grinned. “Oh, it turned out to be your waste.”

“If I remember correctly, in the drug mountain, you seem to have not even won a Yuan Ying Cultivator, so waste, dare to teach me? Who gives you the courage?”