Legend of the Great Saint

The sword is blue as a long sky, as if cutting down the heavenly dome, almost merging with the void, has not yet completely fallen, the hot wind hell began to break apart, showing the flowers to praise the shape.

When the white shadow flashed, Gu Yanshadow came to him, the jade fracture fan facing the sword, her eyebrows slightly raised. Even if she wanted to block the sword, it would be difficult to protect it from damage, and the aftermath alone would be enough to put the flower praise to the death.

A dark cloud swept over their heads, blocking their reclining sword, turning out to be a big black hand.

Boom!

Chu Wang Jinjin stamped down, Li Qingshan kneeled on one knee, the ground collapsed and cracked. He was all muscled up, biting his teeth off. One hand held the gold stamp against his entire shoulder, holding on tightly to the sword, his palms were bloody. If a storm poured, they all turned into flames in the middle of the air.

The swordman collides with the tiger bone if a dark thunder rolls.

“Aoyama!” The flower praised and looked back, only to see Li Qingshan's huge demon face, revealing a smile, “I'm not dead yet!” 'Take him away,' said Gu Yan. ”

Kim Fugui's heart sighed, a demon has such a moral temper, can do whatever it takes to save his friends, and can go anywhere. It is not unreasonable that a monk should protect him without anger. In contrast, the means of Hidden Sword Palace Master do not seem very sharp.

Yet in such a state, he is surely dead!

With this in mind, Yue Wuyang also took up his gun and stood up. From the moment he was pressed under the gold seal and the master of the Tibetan Sword Palace took his hand, there was no suspension in this battle. No matter how moody he was, he was only watching his fall.

“Don't die. ”

An eagle shouted, Gu Yanshadow grabbed the flower praise, turned into a raging wind, flying to the blue sky, fast speed.

“Elder Hana, do you want to betray the gate?” The voice of the Lord of the Tibetan Sword Palace went after him and fell into the flower praise ear. His face changed and his long sword trembled behind him. He suddenly drew his sword and cut it to the shadow of Gu Yan. He growled vaguely: “Sword destroyed! ”

Gu Yan Shadow's right hand slender five-finger curved change, Eagle claw claw clasp sword, the wind collided with sword, spark splash, table sound, sword sharpening into debris, scattered towards the earth.

The flower praised a breath of blood, looked back, passed out completely, and still grabbed the handle of the sword.

Once the heart of Li Qingshan was loose, the natural sword was destroyed, which would surely cause him great harm, but with the eyes of the geese shadow, his life should not be in danger.

“Destroy yourself! ”

The cold and indifferent gaze of the Lord of the Tibetan Sword Palace turned back to Li Qingshan. Although there were many accidents, it was time to remove the chess pieces, and the sword in his hand snapped, several huge fingers took off, and heavily landed on the ground.

He walked forward from Yongrong, relying on the heavenly sword to wipe Li Qingshan's arms, chopped him down on his mountainous body, blood splashed, a fierce sword marks stretched straight from his left shoulder to his waist, blood flowed into a river and burned into flames.

The wind whistled, the tiger tail wrapped the last razor knife to the master of the Tibetan Sword Palace. The master of the Tibetan Sword Palace's eyes slanted and his head did not go back to the opposite sword.

Boo!

Relying on the heavenly sword to collide with the rave knife, a round of sharp energy swept away, tearing down the Great Foshan, the ruins left by the Daxiong treasure palace were completely destroyed.

In an instant, the sword fiercely exchanged thousands of times, showing the world's most advanced knife and sword method. Although Li Qingshan had only one tiger tail, he participated in the "Heaven and Earth Sword Hidden". The sword method of the master of the Tibetan Sword Palace fell into his chest, and at one time he fought like no other. The Great Foshan layer is short.

“Huh!”

With a flash of electricity, the Taoist master flew in. Behind him, Thunderbolt held a wedge with his hands and a cone with his hands. He slammed Li Qingshan's head hard.

Boom!

Li Qingshan's head strayed. He was blown out of a hole in his head. His body also rocked a little. Chu Wang Jin stamped down ten positions. His body bent deeply.

“Cut!”

The Lord of the Tibetan Sword Palace took the opportunity to chop down a sword, broke the tiger's tail, and the last razor knife flew up.

“Ju Bao Pon, take it! ”

The miscellaneous master, who had always been very low profile, suddenly caught a glimmer in his eyes and jumped out, throwing an iron pot of blue and shadow, spreading a green light, covering the end of the razor knife, into the pot.

This pot is one of the most famous miscellaneous of all, and it is designed to collect enemy magic treasures. Whatever magic treasure falls into his pot, it will be difficult to get it back.

He already saw the value of the end of the razor knife, but he also knew it. He didn't dare to mess with Li Qingshan easily. If he was afraid of the end of Ming Fei and Zhufu, it would be greatly worthless. Now he finally has the opportunity, and he will never let go.

“Sword trick!” The master of the Tibetan Sword Palace pinched the sword, one finger Li Qingshan, leaning on the heavenly sword one in two, two in four, four in eight, ten million swordlights, formed a sword light long river, drowned Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan's skeleton trembled. He was covered with sword blades, covered with sword marks. Where he had not been cut off, he also split a path of wounds, revealing a frayed skeleton. Blood flowed down like a stream.

The tiger demon rage has reached its limit, his body is crumbling, and the madman is at the end of the line!

“The demon is dead!” King Chu Li drank, pressed with one hand, and the gold imprint was reprinted.

Boom! Big Foshan violently shook, Li Qingshan shook his head with a smile: "You killed me!” The body of the god of the mountains was pressed under the gold imprint, and in an instant, the fierce demonic air was extinguished.

The North Moon is falling!

The men were different in colour, and the great masters were relieved as if they were some unbelievers, and this vicious battle was finally over.

In front of the Town Demon Palace, the non-angry monk turned up, looking away at the top of the mountain, his face was angry, and he slapped the stone beside him.

The Lord of the Tibetan Sword Palace returned to the sword into the sheath. Even though he had great strength, if he did not know how to move in and out, he only acted with his own breath, and eventually he could not escape.

King Chu Li retrieved the gold seal, Da Foshan was shorter than ten husbands, Da Xiong Bao Palace even the ruins were completely wiped out, leaving only the “Seal of King Chu” four large words.

Mountain roar continued, a tall tower fell down, Xiao 'an wandered in Tallinn, avoiding the Big Buddha's pursuit, while removing a sherry, the skeletons gathered in Tallinn, like a group of hardworking farmers, constantly harvested, seemed unaffected.

““ Xuan Yue, Li Qingshan is dead, "said King Chu.“ I can still give you a chance. Now... ”

The voice went down, a familiar voice rang, interrupting his words: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, it's just the first one, the second one has just begun, but this time, I won't give you another chance. ”

Immediately afterwards, a bright phoenix sounded all over the heavens and the earth, and the vibrant flame and bears burned straight into the sky and turned into a flying phoenix with wings.

Everyone is staring at each other, can you still do this? Killing him once is so hard, I can't wait to put my life in it, this has to be done again?!