The city of Monkey King

Half-city wind thunder, drum noise humming.

The name of Emperor Zhongyun really is not to talk about it. It is with such an incarnation and the power of a single sword. It is already in such a powerful position, and it is no less than the general quasi-Saints.

In the face of this sword, even if the Emperor Nanchu personally shot, it would have to take some trouble to calm down.

Above the walls of the Nanchu Palace, Chu and his father and son are all looking at each other with a fierce look.

"Cloud Su!"

Almost biting his teeth, Chu smoke looked at the half that was covered by the sword and the wind and thunder, anger and heart attack, a pair of eyelids almost burst of bleeding, but nevertheless... he still did not move.

At the moment of the moment, there is only a time left for tea.

"Father... It seems that it is not quite right."

At this time, Chu Chu, the son of Nanchu, suddenly said, "There is a trace of doubt in the eyes of Lingxiu Pavilion. When I heard this sentence from a son, Chu smoke is also a glimpse of the heart, and there is a repair in the eyes. For the light to pass.

really…

When I saw the half-city under the cover of the sword and the wind, the face was even more shocked.

The noise of the sword and the wind and thunder continued, but the effort of the three-four interest was completely calmed down.

However, the scene shown in front of us is hard to believe.

Sword City, half of the city... After a devastating sword.

Mo said that the mortal monks in the city are dead and wounded, and there is no way to damage them. It seems that the sword of Yunsu is just an amazing fart. The wind is loud and the rain is not at all.

Even Yunsu, the emperor of Zhongyun, is also a fierce glimpse. Looking at everything in front of him, I can’t believe it.

He is the clearest about how strong the sword he has just pulled out.

With his power of incarnation, plus the long cloud sword, a sword can be smashed out, at least the lives of millions of people in the half city can be destroyed. How could there be no damage to one grass or one tree?

"The sword is good, but the people who use it are a fool."

When Yun Su was shocked, in front of him, the long and messy Qin Feng, a faint phrase, the word "stupid" almost did not blow the Zhongyun emperor.

The eight guardian pillars behind Qin Feng are also one-on-one. I don’t know what happened. Just now... What happened? !

How to have a stunned sword and wind thunder, so suddenly disappeared.

And just at this time...

What happened in the next moment made their eyes almost drop out.

I saw Qin Feng raise his hand and grab it at Yunsu. The time, the cloud of Susu’s long cloud sword surrounded by white wind thunder, was suddenly detached from Yunsu’s hand and flew in the hands of Qin Feng. .

Everything is like a cloud, just like... Qin Feng just retrieves his own things.

"How, how is it possible!"

"I rely on! This won the sword of the Emperor Zhongyun!"

"Then his mother is not saying good Zhongyun dynasty sword?! Just got rid of it?"

"Yeah... I heard that this sword was sacrificed by the blood of the Zhongyun dynasty for generations. Except for the sectarians of the Zhongyun royal family, others could not be motivated."

"This, this, this is too outrageous!"

"It’s going against the sky..."

"..."

The millions of people who watched this scene from afar, have not recovered from the fear of death, but they were shocked by the hand revealed by Qin Feng.

Of course... the most horrified person is the Emperor Zhongyun.

His own sword, of course, is the clearest in his own heart.

It is because of clarity, more and more horror!

Subconsciously looked at his hand, the sword... has disappeared, and then looked up again, Chang Yunjian has already fallen into the hands of Qin Feng, Qin Feng also tried to wave a few times.

Yunsu is completely paralyzed...

This is the ancestral sword of his Zhongyun dynasty. It has been passed down from generation to generation, and it may have been taken away.

And still being such a small and insignificant little monk!

"Sword is coming!"

After Yunyi’s glimpse, it was violent and screaming, and the momentum was extremely amazing. However, the long cloud sword in the hands of Qin Feng was like if he didn’t hear the general, the silk did not move, let the Zhongyun Emperor shout useless.

"Sword is coming!"

"Give it...!"

Just as Yunsu was preparing to shout out the third sound, suddenly... the pupils shrank and the look changed fiercely. The figure was actually in the same place, and there was blood... a sign that slipped from the corner of the mouth without any warning.

Looking up at Qin Feng, the eyes are full of unbelievable colors, just now...

He was surprised to find that the connection between himself and Chang Yunjian was completely cut off.

It is branded with the imprint of the Emperor of the Nine-Year Dynasty in the Ninth Dynasty, and the Yunyun, which has been nourished by the soul blood for countless years. This moment is so easily become a thing of others!

'how is this possible! ’

The heart of Yunsu has already been shocked to the extreme.

At the moment, Qin Feng is holding a long cloud sword. He just used one of the remaining three scorpions of Dan Tian’s relics, and used the power of the former Yun Su sword to force the sword of Yun Su to be taken. In his own hands, he erased the mark of the gods in his hands and branded himself.

Since then... this is the innate Lingbao Changyun sword, it is the surname Qin.

The reason why Qin Feng is considered, the golden hoop can no longer be used freely. Once it is used, it is too easy to expose the identity, and you can't have the right implement without it. Great choice.

Feel the power of the wind and thunder in the sword, and I am quite satisfied with this sword and Qin Feng.

Then...

Slightly raised his eyes and looked at the Emperor of the Clouds in front of him.

In Dantian, there is a force of three scorpions, one of which is used by one, and this holy force that flows in the meridians is already about to dissipate.

Dealing with this guy in front of him, Qin Feng doesn't want to waste another second.

"you!"

At the moment when Qin Feng looked up, the Emperor of Zhongyun felt a suffocating breath from Qin Feng. Even though he was a quasi-saint, he could not resist the breath.

"As an exchange of this sword, Ben teaches you how to use a sword once."

"You are optimistic."

Qin Feng faintly opened, and the long cloud sword in his hand slowly lifted up, but there was no whitish vision, just random... a sword was thrown forward.

This time...

He used the power of the comparable to the Holy Spirit to infuse all the residual power in the meridians, and made a ‘the heaven and earth sword.’

Seemingly a bland sword, even the strength of the wind and thunder in the long cloud sword is not motivated, but in the cloud before the Qin Feng, the cloud has not yet felt the horror of Qin Feng’s breath. In response, the pupil is a fierce contraction.

boom!

The whole incarnation was ruined.

The body of Yunyi’s three emperors, Yunyi, fell to the ground, and the two round eyes were still looking at the sky with no gods.

The strongest sword, when it is not exposed, condensed and not scattered, as fast as the wind, Ling Ruo.

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