Realms In The Firmament

Ice moon screamed, his whole body was like a broken kite, and he fell out floating and looked amazing.

The other four people saw the cheap, Qi yelled, the fierce god evil swept up, each mustering his full strength, and killed to the dying ice moon.

At this time, however, a long whistling gust suddenly appeared in the long air, and this sudden long whistle made the whole heavens and earth tremble and appear powerless.

“Who dares! ”

Just as King's Landing, everything in the heavens and the earth dares not disobey.

Even Tan Qingfeng, who had won the ninth grade of Yuan Yuan Yuan, after hearing the long tsunami, felt the heart shake, an unprecedented oil of consciousness of fear suddenly rose.

These feelings of fear have never existed before, when the Ice Moon suddenly appeared powerful, and when there was an extraordinary fire!

Who are the comers and how can they be mighty?

The long whistling voice in the sky has not yet completely fallen, a figure suddenly appeared in the scene like a ghost charm.

This figure had just appeared on the scene, and at first glance saw a dying icy moon, his pupils contracted sharply, an angry spirit, instantly filled with heaven, and he drank angrily: “Son of a bitch! ”

As soon as his body flashed, he was in front of the ice moon, facing the four bright swords that had fallen.

Someone hold one hand against the body of the icy moon about to fall, the other hand against the other hand, regardless of the strength of the split! A magnificent sword of immortality appeared in his hands in nothing, sharply drawn in the air!

bang bang!

The long sword attacked by the four men was simultaneously shocked out of hand, and more in the air because of the inability to load the sword Qi Yuwei was shook into pieces and broken apart.

Four people's bodies were like electric shocks, and the whole person trembled, looking up, “Wow," and spraying a colorful mist of blood, even as soft as noodles fell down.

At this moment Ye laughs and strikes angrily, that powerful enough to flatten a hill, can't these people resist!

Far away, Tan Qingfeng was astonished by the scene's direct breakdown of heart and soul.

This man... is horrible!

Tan Qingfeng is an intermediate master of Nine Pins in Daoyuan Realm. He saw the natural phenomenon. Especially when he was just outside the Bureau, but it was clearly seen that this young man who came here, when he first arrived, was to turn his back on his side and wait for others. One hand was holding the woman, his eyes were also looking at the situation of the woman, which could be said to focus all his attention on the woman, and he didn't even look at himself and wait for others.

But the other hand just reaches behind the hand and waves, and then a perfectly sharp sword emerges; defeating the enemy, the whole process is like running clouds and flowing water, unspeakable and handsome.

And a sword light, in the eyes of Tan Qingfeng, that is the high mountain running water, from the top of the mountain, the top-down impulse of the torrents, can already predict that everyone on our side will be impacted by the upside down like a horse...

With this in mind, Tan Qingfeng's legs trembled directly.

There was no reason, but he had seen the move.

Laughing at the monarch's sign.

“High Mountain Stream Stream River Laugh Out Loud! ”

Tan Qingfeng shouted, his face was straight white, and he flew back quickly. There was only a little bit more Yuan Jiu Pin mighty style. Even the rolling belt climbed almost with his hands and feet. He looked at Ye smiling like a ghost: “You, you... this laughing monarch's famous trick, where are you from...”

Tan Qingfeng's own strength is still above Zhuan Yunfei and Zhu Jiutian. In that year, he was also involved in the role of surrounding the laughing monarch. Although there is still a considerable gap between his real strength and the laughing monarch of the past, it can be counted as the same level, but the nightmare effect of laughing monarch on the three great gates is really amazing. Immediately today, the three great gates up and down are still reluctant to mention this person regardless of who is idle!

Ye snorted coldly, "It's hard to remember laughing at the monarch for you. ”

Still, he didn't look at each other. The long sword was thrown out of his hand. It turned into a silver dragon from the sky. He shook his head to the tail and rushed towards Tan Qingfeng.

Ye laughed, but after throwing the sword, he no longer cared about the subsequent development. He simply put his grand spiritual power into the body of the Ice Moon with a rich and endless momentum. “How are you? ”

Ice Heart Moon's pupils have begun to dissipate at this time, and there is no word and a half to respond...

At this time, the situation of the Ice Heart Moon is extremely critical. Whether the unknown fire support in the body has gradually disappeared, the vices of many previous overdrafts of life have been exposed, and several traumas have erupted on the body. Most importantly, and most importantly, she is completely unwilling to do business. If not for the last insistence, the Ice Heart Moon would have vanished!

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Over there, long sword illusion silver dragon, death chase Tan Qingfeng, between the shadows, has reached behind it, Tan Qingfeng saw the soul scattered, frightened and almost instinctive flying to the left, but the sword light, like spirituality, first cut off the space on the left side, Tan Qingfeng barely turned, then flashed to the right, the sword light first, then cut off the right side; the eyes are inevitable, there is no way to wave the sword block, with the crisp sound of “when”, only half a truncated sword in the hand instantly becomes crushed silver bright iron scrap.

Although Tan Qingfeng was prepared at heart, he saw his long sword broken at first sight, still surprised that both eyes almost burst out, his mouth gasped, but his hands drummed up lifelong cultivation, harshly toward this sword capture to take over, intending to make a final effort.

Unfortunately, before absolute strength, all attempts are futile and can only be suicidal!

When the sword light flashed, he managed to escape from Tan Qingfeng's hands and grab it, and went smoothly when it was not available.

“Ah!”

Tan Qingfeng shouted a tremendous scream and broke his wrists together. The so-called drums were cultivated for life. At this time, they have no effect at all!

Tan Qingfeng, whose hands were exhausted, was all spasmodically sore and shouted back. He felt his legs cool for a while and looked down, but saw that his legs had flown out and blood sprayed like a bet.

What a fast sword!

The next moment, Tan Qingfeng's broken half body fell on the ground with inertia. The sword's movement was still unfinished, as if it had fallen from the air, and plunged it from his left shoulder.

Into a stump beneath him.

Like a sharpest nail, Tan Qingfeng's limbs were depleted and the residue was severely wedged to this tree pile.

Tan Qingfeng did not die for a while. Only a few moments of convulsion remained, a howl, the pain died and lived, a tragic state of affairs.

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[Sweat death, the previous chapter was uploaded a long time ago, forgot to publish a little...]