Heavenly Star

Ka Cha...

The crisp breaking sound, the cold cliff's expression twisted, Chu's astonished heart jumped with it, just as he couldn't help wanting to rush past, flaming hands suddenly loosened.

The cold cliff that was enduring the pain of drilling suddenly couldn't stand to fall back, and when he had just returned to God, an appalling wave had struck his chest that made his five dirty hearts almost boil... After the flames were releasing, in the brief stunner of the cold cliff, his palms came close...

With this blow, the flame was using his full strength, and as the cold cliff was hit hard and the blood flowed far out, his mouth revealed a glimmer of gloom. It was a man he could not ignore, and everything he had shown was telling him that it was a man beyond his control… The best option, then, was to destroy him before he had fully grown into a great threat.

“Ice face! ”

Chu shouted and swept in the direction of the cold cliff, but under the impact of the pounding power, the cold cliff flew so fast, the bloody body rushed out of the sunset cliff in the wind. When Chu was forced to stop at the edge of the cliff, the body of the cold cliff had fallen like a leaf, fallen into the lake of the sunset beneath a hundred feet, splashed a flickering water flower, that water, for a while, rose a circle of red that began to diffuse. The wind blade of the cold cliff fell into the water almost at the same time, as he fell into Lake Chen.

Chu looked at the lake water below and was overwhelmed. Behind him, there was a scarlet line of blood, and you can imagine how terrible the cold cliff was traumatized by that simple blow.

Flaming Bow took his steps, but he was stopped by Flaming Tianwei raising his hand and lowering his voice: “Have you forgotten the master's account? ”

“But…”

“No, but whether the master is right or wrong, we should not have any reversal.” Tianwei's eyes were half closed and his expression was as usual, as if he had never lived in front of him.

“I understand.” Flaming bow, but tighter in the heart.

The atmosphere became strange and quiet, and they witnessed the emergence of an extinct god. It was only a matter of kung fu, and they watched him so ruined. The emotions in his heart were not necessarily complicated. Though not acquainted with cold-cliff vegetables, that deep sorrow begins to afflict them.

“You did it... it was too harsh.” Wu San Xin, originally sitting there breathing, suddenly stood up and looked extremely ugly.

“There is no need for mercy in battle, casualties are the norm, which is the rule of the Magic and Martial Conferences every day of the year.” The flames are not salty.

“Rules? That's right, it's just a rule! And he, just a younger generation, you can totally avoid it, why the poison? You are another elder of the Northern Emperor. It is too chilling to do so.” Another middle-aged man leaned back against the stone wall, coldly.

“Clean Riso, no need to ask why, no need to care about each other's history, male or female, always young, this is the style of my North Emperor Sect.” Lin Zheng's face also sank.

“Humph! Though there were occasional casualties in the Martial Arts Congress of Heavenly Chen, the casualties at that time were after a long battle between the two sides with a fierce enemy, or an even enemy, and he had no grudge against you. Second, he was far less than you. You beat him easily, why this fierce hand! Before today, I still aspired to you in the North Emperor Sect, and you acted like this without fail! ”

“No! ”

In a low drink that suppressed strong anger, Chu stood shocked from the edge of the cliff and slowly turned his back. He lowered his head, his teeth bit tightly, closed his eyes, and desperately suppressed tears that appeared from several desires. His whole body was slightly trembling.

When Chu was in a closed world, the pain was punished by Grandpa, who took the sword and cut it with what instrument... heartache? There, there's not much emotional involved he won't understand is true heartache.

The moment the cold cliff fell, he finally felt a heartbreaking pain. This pain was felt once when the news of the death of Ye Wucheng and the snow condensed, and it was a long way from there. Because of Ye Wuchen's death, he only heard his voice, but after three years with him, he watched as he was seriously injured before falling a hundred cliffs.

Something called resentment started to burn inside his chest, and he was eager to find something to leak, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes locked to the flames. His heart was too pure and he rarely had any resentment, and at this moment, in the face of flames, there was undoubtedly the strongest resentment he had ever had.

Chu shocked his breath completely at that moment, as if a wind burst suddenly, and a shocking gaze hit him suddenly, measuring him with incredible eyes. This, too, is a tall man who won't be 25 years old, and his momentum, which proves his strength, is still beyond the cold cliff just now, and more than one.

“Are you?” Yan carefully weighed Chu Zhuang, but couldn't remember any information about this person, and was even more suspicious in his mind.

Chu Zhuangtian did not answer him, his hands reached behind his back, gripping the handle of the sword, the sword chanted silently out of the sheath, a bright blue light flashed through everyone's eyes, and let their hearts follow a violent shock.

“The sword!” The flames are whispering, “What an interesting way to go... the first opponent of the old man is the son of the illusion god, the second opponent is the son of the god of war, and now even the descendants of the sword god are here...”

“Sword Divine Art - Flying Dragon Wrath Roll! ”

Chu's astonishing eyes showed an unprecedented shadow. He, no longer interested in the old man, whether his eyes or his sword strength at this time, was a cold killing intent, even the blue light glittering sword, appeared hidden in the aura of a bone cold.

With his cold drink, the sword in his hand suddenly flew out, spurting straight into flames in extreme rotation. Yan is daring to defend himself with the power of the flaming soul to take a hard thought, but he will not be foolish enough to touch the sword, his body suddenly retreats, his hands reach forward, a thick flaming soul power gushes out, slowing the sword's impulse. He was shocked by the waves of chaotic swordsmanship brought about by the swordsmanship, such as the countless uninterrupted cuts of the sharp knife on his face and body. And what made him even more shocked was that he had almost exhausted all his efforts to stop the sword from approaching, but that terrible feeling still showed no signs of diminishing!

The sword has left, but Chu Zhuangtian still stands in place, his right palm holding forward movement, trembling violently. The Flying Dragon Wrath Roll of the Sword God is the sword-style starting method of the Sword God. It is also the most difficult type. It can strike the weak, it can be deadly, against the strong, it can push them away. At this point, the flames have been pushed 50 meters away by this "dragon wrath roll”.

“The sword? Grandpa, is this the sword you raised back then... this big fool can't believe he has a sword!” The flaming bow shouted out. Because Yan Tianwei lived with them, it was not difficult to become a master of swords, but to be a master of swords was as difficult as climbing heaven. Most swordmasters will be poor for life and will not understand the true nature of the sword.

“Yes, it is the sword of the throne… not only know the sword of the throne, but only one hand can see that his creation on the sword of the throne has become a generation of priests!” Flaming Tianwei Head Way.

After defeating Wu San Xin, easily defeating the cold cliff flame Zheng, under Chu's astonishment, has been overwhelmed. Almost all the masters present are violently moved, it is difficult to believe their eyes. These people, however, do not include Heaven and Light. By the time they saw Chu, they had roughly seen how powerful he was under his somewhat thick appearance. Nevertheless, the first move by Chu by surprise surprised them. The sword will always be the hardest part of the sword path. It is harder to know the geometry than the sword and sword, and those who are comfortable with the sword will reach the so-called "human sword in one” realm and step onto the true sword peak. Reaching this situation requires not only years of painstaking, but also years of awareness and understanding.

Chu Zhuangtian entered the kingdom of the sword so quickly, even when the Sword God only practiced to the heavenly middle class, he could complete the "Light Sword Shadow" that Chu Cang could carry out when he reached the divine level, mainly thanks to his obsession with the sword too much. Because when no one can play with him, the sword can be his only treasure, his only partner. In the face of Chu's astonishment, Chu Cang has been calm as water, but his speed of entry has shocked his heart, and his ability to understand above the sword path has caused him to fail several degrees. Chu Zhuangtian's power is above the heavenly middle class, but his sword cultivation, has already peered the path of the Divine Path.

And he's, like, 23 this year. It's an irrevocable sword maniac, genius. How strong all his strength unfolded... Cold Cliff doesn't know, because he doesn't have the ability to force Chu Zhuang to do all he can, and even Chu Zhuang doesn't know himself.

Fifty meters, already close to the incredible limit of distance. His original extended right hand was fierce and then retracted three inches, his wrist turned, his mouth lowered: “Sword God - Heavenly Path is uncertain! ”

The sword with its horrible wind blade finally stopped spinning and fell. The flame was also temporarily caught in the handle of the sword, but his hand had just touched the handle. The sword in the original fall suddenly lashed upwards like a blue lightning bolt. Although the flame was very quick to stop, three fingers were still drawn. Although the strength of the flaming soul was to protect him without being cut off, the flame was brilliant, and the pain of a drill came through, and his right hand was already bleeding like a bet. The flames are retreating sharply, covering the three fingers of the bloodshed, and the heart is horrified: so far away, but it can allow the sword to reach such a degree in an instant, I'm afraid it is the sword god himself, so be it!

However, he was still shocked. At a distance of fifty meters, the sword was not far from his limit. His shady face, his wrist sinked again in resentment. The sword that shot up the sky was reduced to zero in the instant, and in the instant, it reached an astonishing degree of flame backfired. The goal was his neck... For the first time, Chu Amazing struck a man with a killing heart.