Dragon-Marked War God

The battle between Xue Liang and Xuanlan is destined to be a spectacle, and they are both the best of the younger generation. However, Xue Liang has a better reputation at the critical river boundary, but Xuanlan is a little worse, but in this secret environment, the two are now evenly divided into autumn colors.

“I have always heard that you are Junjie of the younger generation of the critical river boundary, at least the first three are not a problem, today I would like to see whether you are famous or not. ”

Xuanlan smiled and said, the corner of the mouth is a playful color. Now two people can say that they are on the same starting line, so Xuanlan is not worried, he will lose. On the contrary, Xue Liang, the white sword god, had some expectations in his heart. After all, his fame was quite loud, except that there was more than 20 years of difference between the two people, and Xue Liang had long been a strong man in the heavenly realm. After all these years, he had become a progressing god, quite scary.

The strong and the genius are narrow-minded, because there is only one true genius in their eyes, that is themselves, which no one can ever change, so the strong is alone, because he is going to fight all the strong who rank with him, and he is going to be the most visible of them.

Therefore, Xuan Lan wants to challenge Xue Liang, and Xue Liang is also very confident. After all, he is a strong man in the realm of the real gods. The lean and dead camel is bigger than the horse. Even if he forcibly suppresses his strength in the realm of the gods, but his experience and control over the divine power are beyond Xuan Lan's reach.

He's a genius, but why not? Failure to enter the most glorious of moments is the regret of Xue Liang's life, but at this moment, if he can defeat Xuanlan in the half-step heavenly realm, it is also a dream of his own.

Jiang Dunmei is not oblivious, the battle between the two is quite beneficial to him. If he can understand these two at this moment, he will have more certainty once the battle is fought, but at this moment, Xuanlan and Xue Liang, the white sword god, are not in a hurry to do it.

The eyes of Jiangdu, slightly squinting up, the strength of both men, he is not sure, because these two people, although the strength of the half-step heavenly realm, are able to defeat the unusual demonic beast of the heavenly realm, this is the battle of glory of the strongest genius, also their true strength, Jiangdu believes that they have this strength. A superior battle is not impossible, even in the realm of the gods, depending on who wins the battle.

“It would be better if the two of you were able to defeat each other. ”

Jiang Dun shrugged, but this is obviously unlikely. After all, no one can understand the state of Mount Soul right now. If the cards are exhausted, who is the real fool? But Jiangdu knew that they were now completely at a disadvantage. Whether it was Xue Liang, the white sword god, they surely knew something about the Mount of Burial, but they knew nothing about it.

At least, the blood line above the void, the shape of the horrible demonic beast, is disturbing, and it is not known whether it is a horrible demonic beast.

If the enemy doesn't move, if the enemy moves, I will move first, and whoever goes first may show a blossom, but whoever goes first may lose the opportunity, and both are waiting for each other to do it.

“If you want to know, do it yourself and see if you can escape it in my hands. ”

Xue Liangfangdao, the divine color is calm, immobile as the mountain, can be so bullied in the face of Xuanlan, even with a kind of contempt, only Xue Liang can do it.

“Well, today I give you this opportunity, the power of the Qing River Sect, inviolable, and I, after this battle, will be the only one to survive the entire secret realm. ”

Xue Run's words gave Xue a slight surprise and his face grew heavier. Is this guy brewing some kind of amazing conspiracy? Tens of thousands of talented talents have entered the secret realm, but after all, there are still 1,800 people able to get out of here alive, one will become a legend of the river, and this time, Xuanlan wants to be alone and kill others?

Though it was just speculation, Xue Liang remembered it in his heart. He looked up and looked. The distant bloody skeleton had gradually shaped. During the hurricane, the bloody river gradually rose by dozens of meters. It was constantly spilled over the void, and the bloodstain was raging and shocking.

Bloody smells are everywhere in the air, creating an indescribable sense of repression.

“Roll over the clouds and thunderbolt the 3,000! ”

Xuanlan's hand was thunderous, deafening, the palm wind whizzed, laid heaven and earth, Qi Xingxing River, some like the palm of God, oppressed down, Xue Liangyi's sword festival, the glow flowed, the sharp light was not strong, but the swimming blade still blocked this palm.

Xuanlan strikes again, the thunder not only flattens the sky, turns between hands, the blood cloud fog spreads open, forming a blood palm, covering the day, this horrible smell, like a landslide crack, one hand falls, still fails to hit Xue Liang, Xue Liang advances with retreat, strides as a battalion, sword fight turns star shifting, transforms into an attack, long drive straight in.

The sword god's power, the sword, the wind wave, the void tear, even the river and dust have to nod sincerely. This Xue Shang's sword is truly terrible, everyone is exposed to fear, even the half-step heavenly realm, is also unusually worried about this sword.

“If you hit me with this sword, you'll have to peel it off if you're not going to die. ”

Liu Quan laughed bitterly.

“I can't stop this sword. ”

Yu Rongyin whispered, acknowledging that failure is not so terrible. What is scary is that you cannot face failure. Yu Rongyin only realizes at this moment that the gap between the realms of half-step celestial gods is huge. He thought that even if he could not do it, he could beat two defeats with one enemy, but now it seems that Xue Liang's arrogance also makes sense. So many people, he may not really be able to keep this eye above the top of the sword god.

Xue Liang's sword was always like a flying fairy outside the sky. He never landed. The sword sword swept around. Between his hands, by the side of his applause, the sword was relentless, and the sky chased him for thousands of miles.

Jiangdu god is strictly handsome, Xue Liang's heavenly outer flying fairy, has already brought the sword itself to the extreme, can be called the sword god, to name only.