Master of Unlimited Luck

My daughter is about to be born.

It was the first time that I looked directly into my heart and realized that family affection and love are so precious.

Working under the sun, when I think of someone waiting for me to go home, my mood is so peaceful.

I want to survive and protect them.

Otherwise, the aliens will invade. As their wives and daughters, they will be the most important targets of aliens.

Only I can protect them.

"No, Chu Nan, Su Jing, I can't help you alone."

The fierce battle caused Qin Zheng's heart to calm down. He coldly said, "But since I'm sorry, I'm sorry to the end, Su Jing, today, please die here!"

He took hold of the devastated Tai'a sword.

In an instant, calm down.

All the unhappiness, all the anger, all the killing thoughts were all calmed down at the moment when I thought of my unborn child.

Su Jing also calmed down. He stood quietly on the corpse mountain. No, the corpse mountain collapsed and it became a sea of ​​corpses.

He stood in the sea of ​​corpses.

Everyone is cheering for themselves.

I heard Xianghuan’s warning

At this point, a golden opportunity of a lifetime.

But the more rare it is, the less careless it is.

The darkness before dawn is the deepest.

Never careless.

He took a deep breath and stared at Qin Zheng.

He said: "Fair, if you let me, I will be unhappy!"

"That's good."

Qin Zheng fixedly looked at Su Jing, and said: "I have been in power for decades, using the power of the emperor to comprehend the emperor's stunning tactics, creating the three styles of the city, and claiming that I have reached the pinnacle of the human race to eliminate my father in the world. Apart from that, no one can match me. However, in the past two years, after I got married with Qingyan, men and women worked hard every day. I didn’t think about the techniques, martial arts, or anything. However, when I held Tai'a Sword again, I realized that I had already unconsciously realized a sword move that was stronger than One Sword."

His eyes suddenly flashed out, and he shouted: "Su Jing, take my sword and not die, I am willing to be killed!"

He no longer calls himself lonely. Obviously, he truly respects the enemy for Su Jing!

"come!!!"

Su Jing burst into tears, and suddenly there was a boundless murderous aura around him.

Countless stern bones, all burst into sharp sword aura

The Ziying Sword appeared in his left hand!

Holding swords in both hands, sword spirit burst out!

All things, heaven and earth are swords, gods, ghosts and evil spirits are swords, and the universe is full of swords!

The wind and the clouds are the sword, the yellow sand is the sword, the heaven is the sword, the nine places are the sword, wherever you look, everything is a sword!

The most high-level sword thirteen of the ethereal swordsmanship!!!

The fourth style of the three-style pantheon!!!

Double swords together!

Rolling across the sky, nine heavens and ten earths!

The Ziying Sword and Mo Wangjian blend perfectly at this moment, just like the perfect blend of Sword Thirteen and the Fourth Type of Myriad Tribulation.

Boundless sword energy sweeps across, wherever you look at, wherever your mind goes, boundless, endless, endless, endless

Afang Palace and Xianyang City were all surrounded by Su Jing's sword intent.

With Su Jing's heart moved.

The boundless sword intent fell violently, like the meteor shower that destroyed the Ming tens of thousands of years ago, like in the universe, that from point to surface, then spread to the opening of the entire world!

Su Jing was already immersed in the sword rain, gathering all the power he could gather towards Qin Zheng.

Facing these endless swords, Qin Zheng just stood still slowly.

The dark light in the eyes converges, and the true meaning of Tao converges.

Everything has converged.

He is like an ordinary farmer who has reduced all his strengths.

"Yijian loves!!!"

Give a low voice.

He shoots the sword

Just like when you are farming, you gently throw the seeds in your hands into the dug pit.

It's not that the seed is the source of life.

It is the budding state of the birth of all things.

Like love, like family affection.

Like the first time he and Qingxin met, the girl who fell from the sky looked like a silly smile.

If he and Mu Qingyan worshipped at the church, the strong woman cried like a child, happy and at a loss not knowing where to put her hands.

As he was expecting, the moving posture that the little life has not yet been born.

Because it was never born, it has unlimited possibilities.

Who can say that the seed will grow food or a world?

No one knows.

Because this is different from Xianghuan, it belongs to Qin Zheng alone