Ultimate Martial Divine King

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The floating slaughter glances at the peak, Shura blood is soaring ...

The battle between Mu Xiongcai and Lian Ye was darkened and the sky turned discolored. The sky's sword shadow and thick blood stalks wantonly intersect, covering the sky, covering the sky of Tongtian Sword Pavilion.

The floating sword in the former palm and the blood blades growing from the palms of his refining continually intersected and collided, causing light rays to splash, thousands of stars, and air waves crossing the river.

In a series of fierce battles, the two are comparable, and they are inextricably linked.

In the eyes of everyone, Mu Xiongcai and Lian Ye were mostly evenly matched.

Of course, there are still a small number of people who slowly discover that Mu Xiongcai's stamina seems to be getting weaker and weaker, and the breath emitted is slightly different from the original time ...

"What's going on? The sword of the master seems to be weakening?" An apprentice of Tongtian Jiange asked anxiously.

Several high-level elders of Tongtian Sword Pavilion were frowning like two dead silkworms, their expressions were full of solemnity.

...

"boom!"

The sharp blood blade slammed against its floating sword, but the fierce turbulence caused was comparable to the confrontation of two mountains.

A circle of red and blue light patterns interspersed like ripples on the scattered water surface, spreading out quickly.

Mu Xiongcai held the sword handle with both hands, the tower-type magic sword flashed blue, and the sword was amazing.

The floating slaughter sword and Shura blood blade were carried together in a cross shape, and the refining urn covered with blood mist, and a strange smile appeared on the pale face.

"Hey, can't you hold on? It looks like you're badly hurt! Lord Mu Ge, hey hey hey ..."

The words of scorn were full of pride.

Mu Xiong's complexion was slightly dimmed, and the sparks between the magic sword and the blood blades sputtered sparks of fire. It originated from the endless blood of the refining urn and launched a rapid occupation and counterattack.

"Humph!"

Mu Xiongcai groaned in his mouth, and then yelled, "You look down on me too much, refining ..."

"Boom!"

The voice didn't fall, and an extremely agitated majestic power suddenly permeated from Mu Xiongcai's body. This was a dark true light, and it contained a cold and cold fierce evil spirit.

what?

Lian Pu pupil tremor.

Mu Xiongcai's sword re-emerged, the huge power of Ruoshan exploded, and the surging dark brilliance was like a water balloon that exploded.

"Don't forget, my ancestor of Tongtian Sword Pavilion was ... the sword demon ..."

The thunderous sound of the eardrums all buzzed.

Mu Xiong held up the sword of floating slaughter, the sword pointed to the sky, a dark blue light bloomed like a star, the sky was overwhelming with clouds, and a huge blue sword fell from the sky like a dragon. After winding a circle around the floating sword, he rolled up the fierce might and attacked Lian Ye.

"Shocking Sword!"

"Whum ..."

Together with the terrifying space trembling sounds, the mountains tremble, the wind howls, and the dark blue sword 罡 turns into a kilometer sword shadow across the air, chopped to each other.

The appearance of this sword seemed to stunning the whole world.

Where the sword shadow goes, the space is distorted.

Lian Ye's face finally changed a little, and at the same time, the monstrous blood mist gathered in front of him sharply, and then a hundreds of feet of red ghostly shadow stood in the sky and the sky was over the heads of everyone.

The red imagination covers the power of heaven and earth, and gathers the power of Shura.

In the face of Mu Xiongcai's striking attack, the red virtual shadow raised his arm and lifted the weight as lightly as a horrible punch like a mountain ...

"Dark Blood Shura!"

"Oh!"

The blood-colored ghost lay a fist in front of the shocking sword shadow, and the unprecedented turbulence exploded in the sky above Tongtian Sword Pavilion.

The sky was shaking endlessly, and the cascading and powerful Yu Wei shouted loudly, and the gusty air flow was blowing on the face, such as a knife cut, and many people were not even standing steadily.

Along with the blood-colored ghost and the shocking sword-mang shattered at the same time, a huge cloud of powerful mushroom rose in the void.

The terrible power caused Lian Ye to be forced back hundreds of meters, while Mu Xiongcai was still standing proudly in one place, his clothes dancing, his sword soaring ...

"Huh!" Lian Ye, who was holding her body in one hand, looked slightly ugly.

He did not expect that Mu Xiong was able to erupt such a powerful blow at the moment. If he did not respond quickly, the sword just now would be enough to make it hit hard.

...

"rumble!"

Just then, the sky suddenly became darker.

The thick clouds are crowded together, covering the sky and wanting to top down. Lightning crisscrossed like a silver snake converging over Mu Xiongcai's head.

"Illusion, thunderous thief!"

what?

Illusion?

The hearts of the people shuddered, looking at each other, only to see that the Helian Zhong, the master of the phantom door located in the north, was already shining with dense silver ray.

Similarly, Xuefei Palace, the lord of the different spirits above the south, has risen from the outside with a strong true power, and the vast coercion spreads out.

After all, wait until this moment!

"mean!"

"Shameless!"

"One enemy, three ~ www.readwn.com ~ aren't you afraid that the world will laugh at you?"

...

Everyone in the Tongtian Sword Pavilion yelled.

"Smile?" Lian Ye sneered, **** Muxiong Cai, "Several people have the same result, it's just a matter of speed."

Mu Xiongcai's magic sword rose horizontally, the spirit in his body rose, and the exhaled breath gradually became cold.

"The one who committed me swordsman cabinet, how about it!"

"Well a 诛 诛", today I will show you with my own eyes how the thousand-year history of your Tongtian Sword Pavilion was ruined ... everyone in Shurazong obeyed ... "

"in!"

Many law enforcement elders and their disciples agreed with Yu Shuzong and his disciples.

"The Tongtian Sword Pavilion will be leveled, let alone kill, the chickens and dogs will not stay."

"Yes!"

Lian Ye ordered that everyone in Shuluo Zong, who had been waiting for a long time, started to rise, such as wolves and hungry tigers, setting off an endless killing rush to everyone in Tongtian Sword Pavilion.

Everyone in the Tongtian Sword Pavilion was angry, and the killing intentions were stacked.

"Huh, a Shura Zong also wanted to swallow me into the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, and it will depend on who died today."

"kill!"

"Swear to guard the sword court!"

...

"Boom!"

In that moment, the melee between Shura Zong and Tongtian Sword Pavilion broke out first.

The two groups of people immediately fought together, the sword of swords and swords, the sky overwhelming, the war will rise, detonating the audience. All kinds of bright and chaotic waves of vitality set off a serious uproar.

Jingjian Peak, which was already chaotic, became even more turbulent at this moment. Sword ceremony grand, unpredictable. But no one expected that things would turn out like this.

No one managed a few more sons, nor did they notice Chu marks ... and no one paid much attention to the other geniuses of the major gate forces.

Because the more chaotic is still behind ...

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