Sword Emperor

Sun Bing had no way to defend himself between the electric light and the flint. We should know that there were two saints on both sides at this time. With the help of the real body of Xuanwu, they could not resist the trauma.

As for sun Bing's only means of protection, Kyushu Ding, at this time, it was in a deadlock, so now sun Bing is very embarrassed, can not resist the attack from both sides.

The will to survive also emerged in sun Bing's heart. Before the last moment, sun Bing could never give up.

Immediately, sun Bing directly pushed the real body of Xuanwu to the extreme, and there appeared the shadow of Xuanwu behind him. When he turned his body, the thick sword box behind him directly blocked one of the daggers. As for the other, sun Bing wanted to rely on the Xuanyuan sword in his hand to resist it.

It's a pity that before he had any action, he felt a stab pain in his left rib. When he lowered his head, he could see that the bloody dagger was swallowing sun Bing's vitality, and the blood flowed down directly.

The dagger on the other side touched the heavy sword box, which was not beyond sun Bing's expectation. The sword box was a treasure, and it could not leave any scar on it by virtue of the sacred utensil, so it successfully blocked the attack from the right side.

However, sun Bing's enemy on the opposite side could not let go of such a good opportunity. He launched his own origin and immediately came to sun Bing's face, and his blood color and edge suddenly appeared.

Even though sun Bing had tried his best to resist, there was still a wound on his body. Fortunately, relying on shrinking into an inch, sun Bing's body retreated thousands of feet, but two wounds on his body sent out hot pain.

Even though sun Bing still relies on Nirvana secret method to gradually repair his injury, but that kind of pain not only does not reduce, even more deeply into the bone marrow, and even with his own recovery speed, has slowed down dozens of times.

On the other side, there are three saints standing in the void, and there are one killer after another. The bloody killing is intended to permeate the sky.

In contrast, sun Bing is too miserable, in the face of that majestic intention to kill, even without any resistance.

"It seems that Kyushu has not known for a long time. Today, I will use your blood to warn Kyushu. Even if the first day pride of all ages can cut saints against the current, it is just an ant in front of us."

Cold voice slowly spread out, along with the three saints are gradually toward sun Bing, the situation suddenly came to the most dangerous time.

In the face of such a situation, sun Bing thought out all kinds of methods, but the Kyushu Ding is still in a stalemate, unable to use it, and has suffered a heavy blow to its own strength, which seems to have nothing to do.

In the last time, sun Bing can only turn his attention to the sword box behind his back. With this treasure, sun Bing has survived countless crises. At the moment, he can only place all his hopes on the sword case.

Immediately, sun Bing did not have any hesitation, and his mind moved. The sharp sword that had been hidden in the sword box was immediately sacrificed.

For such a long time, sun Bing has wiped out all the powerful enemies, and how much wealth he has gained. As for the long sword trees hidden in them, they are unimaginable. Any one of them is a weapon that ordinary people dream of.

However, in that short period of time, except for the Chixiao sword sun Bing had obtained, all of them were sacrificed, but there was still any movement in the sword box, as if the previous actions were useless.

This situation undoubtedly made sun Bing's face extremely ugly, but seeing the enemy getting closer and closer, he could only clench his teeth, and the sword array shrouded in all directions was disbanded. His flying swords fell into the sword box and were sacrificed directly.

The quality of the flying sword that can let Sun Bing arrange the sword array is quite high, but even so, there is still no movement. In an instant, sun Bing's heart is extremely cold, and even he will be completely desperate.

But also at this time, sun Bing can detect that there is a powerful force emerging from the sword box. After careful investigation, it is the eternal sword.

At this time, sun Bing seemed to see the Savior in general, the mental power in his mind was instilled into the sword box, and he tried his best to sacrifice the immortal sword.

After all, although the longevity sword is a supreme weapon, it can't be controlled by sun Bing at all times. Holding each other is like carrying a time bomb. It may be dangerous at any time. So it's better to sacrifice to get your own magic weapon.

As a supreme weapon, Changsheng sword has even produced its own wisdom. Naturally, it can sense the sense of crisis that has enveloped it. It makes every effort to resist in an instant. The majestic supreme breath permeates the sword case and seems to want to break free.

However, what kind of treasure is the sword case? Even at this time, sun Bing did not know how to make Changsheng sword escape successfully.

With a shock, sun Bing can clearly perceive that the resistance in the sword case has disappeared completely. It seems that it has been successfully sacrificed, and a terrible breath gradually comes from the deepest part of the sword box.It was as if some great beast was gradually waking up. Even sun Bing himself could feel a terrible breath, so that the three saints in front of him stopped their own steps and fixed their eyes on Sun Bing.

Then, sun Bing's sword box was directly opened without deliberate control. For a time, the more terrible breath appeared directly, and the atmosphere of vicissitudes was filled with. Even in this breath, the piercing and murderous spirit was more obvious.

"Well, it's still a treasure with such a strong smell of killing. It seems that you have a lot of secrets hidden in you, but after today, these things are all ours."

The hoarse voice came out directly. Even though it was extremely cold, we could also hear that kind of excitement. After all, in front of them, sun Bing can only be regarded as a lamb to be slaughtered, without any resistance at all.

As for sun Bing, he was also very excited at this time, because he could feel that the terrible power that was about to emerge from the sword case would definitely enable him to avoid this crisis.

After all, the smell of dust gradually diffused out, and a sword gradually flew out of the sword box. I didn't know what it was made of. It seemed that the murderous spirit around it was extremely strong. The horse's eyes could detect a stabbing pain in his skin.

Sun Bing can see the very primitive Taoist script on the handle of the sword, with two big characters carved: "Zhu Xian"

suddenly, the name completely boiled in sun Bing's mind. When he looked at the sword in front of him, he seemed to have a kind of inexplicable news in his heart:

it was not copper, not iron or steel, it had been hidden under Xumi mountain;

No With Yin and Yang reversed, is there no water and fire to quench the edge?

Killing the gods and killing the immortals, trapping the immortals everywhere with red light;

Jue Xian changes infinitely, and the blood of Dalao immortal is stained with blood.

When sun Bing realized this, all the momentum on Zhuxian sword broke out completely. It was the real supreme weapon. The murderous spirit was extremely strong in an instant. The scenery in front of him even turned blood red.

If the original killing intention of those Tianshang killers can only be regarded as a pool of water, then the murderous spirit contained in the sword of killing immortals is as vast as an endless sea, with no source at all, and the two sides are not on the same level.

Although sun Bing has never seen with his own eyes all the power of Changsheng sword, he can be sure that no matter how terrible the Changsheng sword is, it is far less than the Zhuxian sword in front of sun Bing.

In that pair of shocked eyes, sun Bing took a deep breath, slowly stretched out his hands, and finally heavily grasped the sword handle.