Thunderbolt of the End of the World

Chapter [-] I'm Your Grandpa

The Legend of Doom is under siege.

Su Xianqing waved his palms and attacked urgently, wanting to fight a bloody path. He has rich fighting experience, but he has few swords in black clothes, and although the young Ziyan Demon is young, he has a very keen sense of fighting.

Although Su Xianqing's victory is based on a deep foundation, it is still difficult to win against one enemy and two. According to the current situation, the chance of breaking through is slim.

"Hahaha, with a hat, you can't think of yourself today! Magic Flame Qianqiu!"

In the contemptuous laughter, Ziyan Demon Fire appeared, and the arrogant attitude swept over.

"Die, Jian Jiuxiao!"

With a shout, the black-clothed swordsman was as fast as a flying shuttle, the "Yaksha Sword" and "Flame Slayer Sword" shot out at the same time.

"I. Destroy the illusion!"

The black-clothed swordsman and the Ziyan Demons cooperated seamlessly. Su Xianqing took a deep breath and swirled in the air. His palms were like rain, dotted with stars, and he slammed into the black-clothed and Ziyan juniors.

Shuang Shao was awe-inspiring, and the swords were combined, although they were not thick, they were very sharp, and they could shake, move, block or lead, and dissolved Su Xianqing's offensive invisible.

The three rapidly changing figures are intertwined, and within the reach of their strength, the surrounding mountains and rocks have collapsed, and the earth has become devastated.

"hateful!"

Anxious for her husband's safety, she has no choice but to face the little red and evil, and Yi Ziniang is too busy to take care of herself and has no time to separate herself.

the other side.

At the beginning of the Jingcang Lang meeting, the black nineteen, the battle between the top swordsmen, was very fierce, the sword power was boundless, just like the mad waves washed the dust, the end of the world covered the sky, and the two sides were inextricably fighting.

In contrast, Yidengchan and Xuanhuzi fell into a hard battle, and were besieged by the ignorant dharma and annihilation evil spirits who had withdrawn. In just a short time, they were already scarred and ruined.

Seeing that his comrade-in-arms were injured, Qinghai was extremely angry, and he was no longer fighting with Duan Junheng.

"Walk."

Seizing the opportunity, Qinghai Tide, Jingcanglang, Xuanhuzi, Yidengchan Saint Fang retreated, Huaguang evacuated.

Losing the containment of Qing Haichao and others, Tianyan Mocheng pulled out the manpower, and it was even more difficult for the Doomsday Saint Biography to support.

And above the distant peak of Tianyan Mocheng.

"I've been tired of writing books for three years, and now I don't know my aspirations when I read books. If I'm tired of books and regret my future, it's not as good as when the fishing woodcutter didn't know it."

Yin Huaguang, the unclothed teacher, fell away, watching the battle with cold eyes, letting go of mercy behind him, and Yi Yu gave orders to stand on both sides.

The cold wind is cold, the air waves are like waves, and the great situation is under control.

"Shoot!"

With a single word from Yin Lengran, the unclothed teacher, Yi Yu stepped forward with his life, his eyes were sharp, he locked onto the battlefield, and raised his bow and arrow.

"Fei Tian Yi Yu, Destroying God and Destroying the Battle!"

One arrow and ten shadows devoured the sky and the moon, and the wind galloped in a flash, burning thousands of streams of fire, and instantly the waning moon vomited red, and Yunguan wept blood.

"The Divine Bow of Stealing Li", a thunder feather, splitting the sky and piercing the sky, the wind moved thousands of miles in an instant, and the target is the chief priest of the doomsday - Su Xianqing!

"Whoosh~"

There was an arrow from the sky, and in a blink of an eye, Su Xianqing had just forced back the attack by the black-clothed swordsman and the purple flame demon. He felt that the danger was imminent, but he couldn't dodge. Then drop the dust!

Not far away, Yinyufeng rarely sees this amazing arrow. He pushed his glasses and looked at the distant peak. He is also an archer. Yinyufeng can't help but have a higher and lower idea, but now he still focuses on the people of the apocalypse. , While pulling the bow, three arrows are fired at once, and the arrows are fatally damaged, and none of them are in vain.

"Sir!"

Seeing that Su Xianqing was injured, Yi Ziniang was in a state of urgency, and quickly shot in a row.

"ended!"

Young Red Liuxie kills with cold eyes, he picks the "Blood Drinking Evil Blade" in his hand, and a sharp aura shoots out.

Yi Ziniang froze in her heart, and in front of her, there was a crisis of death.

"Blood and evil pervade the sun!"

The Red Liuxie Young Master's movement skills are superb, and in the blink of an eye, he is in front of Yi Ziniang. The evil blade stabs coldly, and the fire wave bursts out. The two people pass by by mistake, and the evil blade is red. A little bit, bewitchingly terrifying.

"Ah~"

The fireworks devoured her body, Yi Ziniang screamed and died, her sins were engulfed in the flames, and the flying ashes were annihilated!

"Yi Ziniang... ah~"

Su Xianqing was devastated by the tragic death of his beloved wife, but the battlefield was ruthless, and the moment of distraction, the sword penetrated.

"Go to hell to accompany her!"

The black-clothed swordsman and the purple flame demon were drawn at the same time, and Su Xianqing flew out with one blow.

"Crack~"

Su Xianqing was in the air, and he could hear the sound of bone cracks, and the blood was pouring from his mouth. After landing, it was difficult to stand up again.

After the number of breaths, the people of the apocalyptic legend, except for the God of Extermination and the Heavenly Poverty, were all wiped out.

Seeing that the battle situation has been decided, the unclothed teacher Yin left with mercy and Yi Yu's life-giving Huaguang.