Sword Master of All Dao

Chapter 367, the final reality!

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The sword is bright, and it contains a pound murder.

Four days is still in the burst, in the face of the sword of the sword, there is no abilities at all.

Sword is ruthlessly brushed from the four days, and the four days of honor is full of uncomfortable, but the sound begins to dissipate.

"Four brothers!" Strongly shocked a day.

The sword has no double shape is like a ghost again, this occurs in front of the cold woman.

This cloudless woman saw the four days of the four days, the sword did not have a double rut, and the sword was seen in front of her, and the face suddenly became white, but it was a madness with its eyes.

"dead!"

The cold woman is tight, and it is painted in the hand, and it has turned into a dark streamer. The hole wears the void diameter straight, this knife, the cold woman has reached its strength.

This is her top peak, the strongest one.

And the sword is unparalleled is just a sword.

The sword is hit by the black dagger, and the two power will break out at the same time.

Hey!

A low criticism sounded, and the cold woman became a sharp change. She only felt a terrible force that made her completely unable to compete, and her black dagger shocked out in the first time, and then The sword light is not reduced, along her arm swept.

" The horrible stranded power broke out.

The cold woman's arm is directly killed by the burst, but the sword is continued to sweep in his chest along the arm. In an instant, she will wear her chest hole, a lot of flesh and blood, and the sound of the cold woman is instantaneous.

"Three sisters!" The day of seeing this scene is even more likely.

The sword is unparalleled, but it is a smile, but the figure is again ghost.

"Second brother, retreat, return!" Differently roaring a day.

He is not afraid that the sword is unparalleled to him. Although he knows that he is not a sword unparalleled opponent, but in the face of swords, there is no one, but the other three days are not good, this moment is unparalled by swords. Two, the second day is the last one, he will never hope that the second day is also dying in the hands of the sword.

The second day is also really awkward.

As early as the sword, there was no one to kill the four days. He had already perceived nothing, so he fled in the morning. When the sword was unparalleled, he would kill him for three days. When he wanted to kill him, he was already Escape from the edge of the blood river.

Without the oppression limit of the blood river, his speed has not been affected, and it is faster, and the sword is unparalleled, and he can't kill him in the first time.

The second day escaped to the side of the day, the two faces were ugly to the extreme, staring at the sword.

The sword is unparalleled to hold the three kids standing in the middle of the blood river, it is like a distant singer.

Those who are watching around, there are also those young militors who come to the palace to pick up the palace. It has already been shaken.

When they saw the sword, there was no double suddenly broke out, and the sword defeated four days, and then even the two days of sacrifice, the whole holy land is completely boiling.

Tianzun!

The four major days of the Holy Palace, in the eyes of the power of the Nanyang mainland, have always been highly unable to climb, almost invincible.

But now they see, swords are unparalleled with an enemy four, confronted four days, but in short films, they have killed two Tianzun, this proud, called unbelievable record, so people are The shock.

Those young militors are a hot blood, and the worship of swords is unprecedented.

It is a side of the Holy Palace, but it is a dead ash.

"Haha, the Holy Palace, it is over!"

Wang Yuan in many strong people gathered in Danmen, at this moment, the face also shouted with a smile on his face.

Wang Yuan, Wang Yuan, heard this, but shake his head, "not necessarily."

"Don't you?" Wang Yuan frowned, even looked at the past, "Father, the strongest four days of the Holy Palace even were directly defeated by the third three, and killed two, what to stop, the old three? Three will definitely pull the Holy Palace! "

"You are too small to see the Holy Palace." Wang Yu glanced at Wang Yuan, the voice is low, "If the Holy Palace is simple, I will not be so taboo."

"What?" Wang Yuan sink.

"Look," Wang Wei did not explain too much, "But your brother's strength is indeed, and the mind is also very persistent, he should know that the Holy Palace is not as simple as the surface, so from one Start until now, his strength has been reserved. "

"The third thing is not all made up?" Wang Yuanyi, but he continued to see it.

In front of the Holy Palace Gongmen, many strong people in the Holy Palace gathered there, but it was difficult to see the extreme, but the sword they were watching was unparalleled, the face is indifferent, after him, the two swords It is still incomparable, spreading the sky.

Suddenly, the sword has no steps, and the pace begins slowly.

Step by step and slowly stepped into the Holy Palace.

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The low footsteps are like drumping, and the hearts of the Holy Palace are rings, so that the heart of the Holy Palace is gradually sinking into the bottom.

"How to do?"

"Tianzun adult, what should we do?"

There is a long old man, and the sky is heard.

One day, I respect the two days, I'm sinking, and I have no hand.

That day, there was a thousand thousands of people, but they also understood, just with him, it could not block the sword.

Just then ... The sword that slowed down the Holy Palace, but suddenly stopped, lifted his head, but his eyes were the depths of the pilgrimage palace, the end of the line of sight.

There, there is a shape that is slow and slow.

His pace is very slow, can be cashed, but can cross the distant distance, obviously the end of the line, can just pass the hard work of the Holy Palace, have passed the two days , Appears in the front of the sword, unparalleled, is unparalleled from the sword, just less than ten feet.

This person, handsome, very young, gold robe, Wen Wenya.

The most eye-catching is that in his eyebrow, there is a shameful mark, and the mark is a sword.

This golden robe is calm and standing in front of the sword, and there is no breathing. It is then looking at the sword. There is also a smile of playing.

Seeing people, the sword is unparalleled, but it is slair.

"This person, is it the final reality of the Holy Palace?"

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