Storm of Kings

The first thousand one hundred and ninety-nine chapters

Jingquan is in the lower third rank. She has accumulated a lot of accumulation to reach today's level. It can be said that the gold content is very high.

If the cultivators of the heavens fight swords with her, it should not be a problem to win three or four sword repairs of the same rank, and sword repairs are notoriously difficult among the monks, and they also have the power to suppress the same rank monks!

Therefore, she can be regarded as a third rank middle-class monk.

Besides Zhou Lie, he is even more extraordinary as Demon Lord. He not only cultivates magic way and sword way, but also possesses two ancestor spirits, and has developed a very strong fighting quality.

The evil Taoist has rich combat experience, right?But what was the result was that Zhou Lie was still tortured to death, showing its fierceness.

Zhou Lie's Qiang was not fancy or fluke. It was made with real swords and spears. He was a monk who had survived a hundred battles. He was the most resolute in judging in battle. The stronger the enemy, the stronger he is, as if there is no upper limit.

Of course, after cultivating to this level, the importance of rank gradually became apparent. The Tianchan monk in front of him is definitely not inferior to Baopuhan in his heyday. He is half-footed into the second-rank existence, facing this kind of enemy. A slight error will be overwhelming.

Baopu Hanrong is a special case. He went through the life and death battle to find Zhou Lie, and he is in the critical period to meet the catastrophe of enlightenment!Zhou Lie is his calamity, and here he needs to make a very important life choice.

In fact, Baopu Hanrong is equivalent to having survived the Dao Tribulation, and will surely become a second-rank ancestral monk in time.

However, he was born to be restrained by Zhou Lie as an evil demon. If Zhou Lie did not take that step, he would not be able to take that step in his life. Standing in the subordinate position of Zuo Fu You Bi was equivalent to giving his life to the other party. How can Zhou Lie be assured of inviting him to "board"?

Let's not mention this for now, let's talk about the Heavenly Chan clan wizard Lu Fanxing.

At this level of cultivation at his age, he is indeed a prodigy within the territory of the Tianchan clan. When he saw Zhou Lie demonize his body into a magic sword, he immediately realized that the next blow was not easy. This judgment comes from combat training, not innate.

Jing Quan yelled, and temporarily broke through the lower third rank in the step position.Regardless of the strength of the true power or the inherent state of her mind, she reached the best state, and continued to advance on the basis of the best state, showing signs of demonization on her body, but it was not serious, just right.

The next moment, Jianguang burst with a whistling!

Yin and Yang are rotating at this moment. Jingquan and Zhou Lie are righteous and one evil, one yin and one yang, moving and static, cold and hot, you are in you, and you are in me. It is not as simple as one plus one equals two. It has produced a very incredible fission, showing the ultimate realm of breaking all laws with one sword.

"Kacha..." This sword is too powerful. It's fit, intent, mind, yin and yang, and righteous. It's hard to see Jing Quan and Zhou Lie as two people.

Zhou Lie and Jingquan are both husband and wife and comrades-in-arms. The spirituality between them is beyond the comprehension of outsiders. The degree of tacit understanding has surpassed all tangible and intangible limitations!

What is even more rare is that one is willing to sacrifice, the other is willing to work hard!

Husband and wife are of the same heart, and their profit is not a slogan. This is not a slogan, but a real highlight, to abuse the single dog of the Vatican!

The Heavenly Chan clan wizard gave a weird cry, no matter what, he couldn't believe that the combination of this demon monk and sword repairman could reach such a realm.

Although he was prepared, the murderous intent that suddenly flashed was too terrifying. If you don't play like this, the human race likes to cheat. This is cheating!

It was too late to say, just in a hurry, hundreds of groups of brilliance lifted into the sky, and instantly exploded into dust all over the sky, causing Lu Fanxing to throw out a skull in fright.

These hundreds of brilliances were obtained from human masters, among them there were a hundred third-rank treasures. According to the truth, no matter how bad they were, they could be intercepted for a few seconds, but the sword light was all destroyed together!

Had it not been for Lu Fanxing who had a unique "hand of god", I am afraid that he would not even have the chance to throw a skull to save his life. This sword would be too cruel!

The moment the skull appeared turned into a wave of light, generating a huge suction, making it impossible to become possible, and restraining the sword light for a third of a second.

In such a short interval, if Lu Fanxing's reaction was a little slow, then even if he was lucky enough to survive, he would lose half his life, because one sword broke the ten thousand magic with awe-inspiring murderous aura, and the killing thought was already strong enough to obsession.

In this very short gap, Lu Fanxing took out six silver-gray broadswords, entrained strange power to collide, and immediately formed mysterious ripples, almost setting the sword light in place.

"Boom..." Not only did the sword light not weaken, but it became stronger when it encountered obstacles. Lu Fanxing almost stared out his eyes. When the sword in his hand broke one after another, he opened his mouth and exhaled a circle of red light, causing a more mysterious Shock.

"Rumble..."

The wizard's complexion turned pale, and there were signs of instability after the sword light shattered the red light, but Jing Quan gritted his teeth and continued to move forward.

Another series of deafening loud noises, Jingquan rolled back, squirting blood!

Zhou Lie was in a coma, and the demon sword that was condensed by the demon body suddenly collapsed, and the part related to the Kunpeng clan turned to the Chen Xujian, and the breath fell to the bottom!

Looking at Lu Fanxing again, he stood firmly on the spot, his eyes horribly bright.Just as he lifted his foot to move forward, he heard a very small, crisp sound.

"what happened?"

Suddenly, the three-way armor he valued very much appeared cracked, and then it shattered like a glassware, and at the same time, bleeding arrows sprayed from his chest, making his expression almost stagnant.

"Damn it!" He would never have thought of it in his dreams. After all his defenses, the opponent still pierced the three-way armor and caused him damage.

What kind of sword is this?

I had never heard of such monks in the human race before.

They are magic cultivators, sword cultivators, and dead men and desperadoes. They can't see the slightest tenderness, the heroic women, the cruel men, the most terrible thing is that these two get together.

"Ah..." Zhou Lie stood up a little bit, Jing Quan narrowed the corner of his eyes and asked, "Shao Zu?"

"No, it's me! Shao Yong can't help at this time."

Zhou Lie had a huge domineering burst in his body, like a flying dragon in the sky, attracting Lu Fanxing's attention, but at this moment something happened.

"Om..." There was an extra figure behind Lu Fanxing.

Tang Qiqi was holding a big gold wire knife, and nine magic pests floating around him, drove howl to attack Lu Fanxing.

"It's you?"

Lu Fanxing was stunned. This celebrity female cultivator had a lowly cultivation level. Together with the war, she thought she had run away. Who knew that not only did she not run, but she also didn't know when she would come behind.

"kill!"

Jing Quan and Zhou Lie moved at the same time, squeezing all the power in their bodies, and then killed them in a flash.

Although I don't know how the cultivators of the heavens fight, Jing Quan and Zhou Lie have always been fighting like this. Once they reach out, they will either beat the enemy to the ground or tire themselves down. What's more, the opponent is a foreigner?

The dead foreign monks are good monks, so what about wizards?On the battlefield, only life and death, regardless of origin!

This is the vigor of the monks in the human ancestral land. Under the edge, who will fight for the edge?