Dragon-Marked War God

“The sword means nothing! ”

The heavenly dragon sword rose again, and met with a pair of Xuan's handicapped swords. At that moment, the light was brilliant, the four seas were clear, countless people looked up to the sky, the top of the Qinghe sect, it was called World War I.

On the heavenly dragon sword, the dragon's soul roars, deafening ears, the fusion of the river and dust of the upper cologne tense, makes the heavenly dragon sword more like fish water, at this moment, the heavenly dragon sword, like a cocoon into a butterfly, retreats to one layer of packaging, one layer of flourishing, reveals the most perfect side, the seal of the craftsman god, also at this moment, completely broken, the original glow of the heavenly dragon sword, blossoming the nine oxen.

“Roar--”

The sword soul of the heavenly dragon sword is like a dragon out of the sea, breaking the heavenly dome, while the sharp remnant sword has only one broken sword, there is no sword soul at all, so the final impact of the sword soul made Xuanjie instantly swallowed by the sword power of the river and dust, the fragrance, destroying and decaying, Xuanjie was chopped down by the sword of the river and dust.

Xuanjie shouted, raging the sky, blood erupted, no blood on his face, fell to the altar, kneeling on one knee, completely losing his fighting power.

Jiangdu held that truncated sword, all covered with the power of a terrible dragon. The heavenly dragon sword and the brimstone sword were constantly trembling, but as if no one feared each other, Xuanjie lost, and the defeat was quite tragic. Most importantly, the brimstone sword was strong, but victorious at a critical moment, the Tianlong sword broke through the seal, perfectly demonstrating the horror of the sword's soul.

“The Yangtze River rear wave pushes forward, generations are stronger than generations. There are talents in the Jiangshan Dynasty, leading the wind for centuries. I lost...”

Xuanjie smiled bitterly. He was injured by Jiangdu's sword and soul. He was already asthmatic.

“Thanks for the sword, but Qinghe Zong, I want to destroy it too! ”

“Sword gift? Oh, this sword, I'm afraid you can't take it. ”

Xuanjie shook her head with a smile, but her eyes became incredibly hot, looking up to the East, a terrible giant sword shadow, traveling thousands of miles.

Jiangdu's pupils were tightened, the sword had not reached, and the sword qi had approached his eyes. Though still a thousand miles away, this hegemonic scent pushed him back a few steps.

“What a terrible sword. ”

Jiangdu Dark Road, above the void, a 10,000-strong sword shadow, like a fantasy, on a blade of unmatched blade, an old man in an ink-green robe, stood by his hand, bringing to the whole Qinghe sect, a great oppressive force.

“You're finally here. ”

Xuanjie said faintly, seemingly unhappy, looking at the old man in the dark green robe above the void.

“You die, you die, but the sword, you can't throw it away. ”

The old man said coldly.

“Kid, bring me the sword and I'll let you go. ”

“What if I say no? This broken sword, I love it. It's my trophy. Why should I give it to you? ”

Jiang Dun smiled coldly and said that this guy, fearing that it was extremely simple, even raised a slight feeling of irresistibility, but the duck that got it, Jiang Dun would not let it fly away.

“Young for a living, the afterlife is frightening, but if you refuse, I'm afraid you'll have to. Huh.”

The old man smiled lightly.

“Xuanxuan underwear, I'd like to see which one of you can beat the other. Ha ha.”

Xuanjie laughed and said, looking to Xuanjie underwear, but full of hatred.

“Xuanxuan underwear? Isn't he Xuanjie's big brother? He was one of the two men in the Plough River. ”

The powerful and evil gods were so thick and so low that they said.

“Not bad, the ancestor of the Pluto River is the late title of Xuanjie. At his peak, he had a big brother called Xuanjie Pluto, the boss of Shuangxiong the Pluto River. Turns out he is still alive. ”

Dan Feng also had to nod his head, which should be a big enough thing to shock the entire critical river boundary.

“Old Ancestor Xuanjie of the Underworld River has been defeated, I don't even know if Xuanjie can carry the great beam of the river. ”

Dillon smiled bitterly and said, successive successive successes of failures made them incredibly depressed. The strength of Jiangdu was so terrible, it was their assessment of Jiangdu at this time, like an insurmountable mountain, and his real strength was only half a step in the kingdom of God.

“Don't worry, I'm not as useless as you, I can throw away even the things of my ancestors. ”

Xuanjie said coldly that Xuanjie's face had changed dramatically, but he was just snorting.

“Cut the crap, have the ability to take back the sword before talking. ”

Jiang Dun looked at the two guys, obviously in a great relationship, but didn't want the other side to get the sword.

“I'm not interested in the two of you. I'm going to kill this wretched sword. I'm going to kill Qinghe Zong, too. If you leave now, I can pretend that nothing happened. ”

Jiangdu is confident.

“Hahaha, the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, you are better than Xue Liang, unfortunately that genius brilliant guy. Good boy, I won't tell you much, if you can defeat me, the sword will be yours. ”

Xuanxuan underwear did not laugh angrily, shook his head and said.

“Do you know Xue Liang? ”

Jiangdu frowned. Xue Liang was one of his few friends, and he took care of each other. Xue Liang emerged from the forgetting sword grave. Jiangdu was unwilling to engage in evil with the forgetting sword grave. That would make Xue Liang very difficult.

“Forget the sword mound, this generation of sword mound guardians is me. Xue Liang, kind of my nephew. ”

“Well, I won't kill you! ”

Jiangdu smiled slightly, forgetting that Jiangdu was the only major gateway that didn't chase him. Much of it was because Xue Liang, so Jiangdu would not be bent on revenge.

“I admire you, son, but admire you. You can't take this sword with you. This is something I forgot to guard for thousands of years. ”

Xuanxuan's eyes became hot and the divine color grew heavier, which defeated Xuanjie, indicating that he was not simple, Xuanxuan would not ignore the river dust.

“Well, see Kung Fu under your hands. ”

Jiang Dunmei does not oblique, this Xuanxuan underwear does not come for the sake of Qinghe sect, but for the sake of Xuanxuan residual sword, from the forgetting sword grave, it is not difficult to explain, but this Xuanxuan residual sword, he likewise aspires to obtain.

“Fine, I won't kill you, I won't kill you, I'll take the sword straight. ”

The tone of Xuanxuan underwear is quite surprising. It seems that Xuanxuan Jieming knows that it is Xuanxuan underwear, but does not have any joy. Turns out there is a reason. The relationship between the two is really hard to see.

“Deal! ”

Jiangdu took a step back, the sword immediately, this battle, I fear, will be more difficult than just now.