Sword God

A star through the sword!

The slanting wind sword retreated hundreds of meters, the pale cyan blade trembles, buzzing, the hand holding the sword trembles, the tiger's mouth cracks, a trace of blood flows down, and a trace of blood hangs on the corner of the mouth, His face was slightly whitish.

At the moment when Xiefengjian intercepted, Mu Yu quickly took out the panacea and crushed it into powder to sprinkle on the chest wound, and then quickly took a few pills of panacea, running the power method to resolve the power of the panacea to treat the injury.

But the sword gas that invaded the body was very difficult to bind, so Mu Yu was difficult to disperse for a while.

"Stop it first." Xiefeng Jian immediately said.

But Chen Zong didn't seem to hear it, but another sword was killed, killing Mu Yu directly.

Fang Cai, fighting with Xiefeng Sword himself, Mu Yu's involvement is tantamount to breaking the rules of gambling, and that's all. That sword is more merciless, not disturbing.

If you don’t have a heart-imprinted treasure and protect your body, that sword, even if you haven’t killed yourself, will make you feel badly wounded. As a result, you may be besieged and killed by the two.

By then, everything will become the other party's possession. Of course, even if it is a victim, Chen Zong will be somewhat sure to get out.

But in any case, the practice of Xiyu Jianmuyu directly angered Chen Zong.

Inner heart, full of killing opportunities and killing intentions, when you are happy, kill Mu Yu.

Mu Yu's face changed a lot, and he immediately retreated. He didn't even plan to fight with Chen Zong, and broke out at full speed.

Xiefeng Jian forcibly adjusted the power, once again sent the sword to kill, intercepted Chen Zong, and bought time for Mu Yu's departure.

Under the murderous intent, Chen Zong once again exhibited the sword of Guan Xing.

Breaking pole second!

Guan Xing Yi Jian!

kill!

The sword light of the diagonal wind sword was crushed again, and the terrible sword strength instantly flew the sword in his hand and flew out of his hand. The whole person flew out again under the shock of the terrible sword strength, the tiger mouth completely cracked, blood The flow continued, and the sleeve of the robe on the arm of the sword shattered, like a butterfly flying.

What's more, a crack appeared on the arm, and blood flew out. The whole person flew out hundreds of meters. The right arm seemed to be abolished and fell down.

The injury was serious, but the oblique wind sword clenched the roots of his teeth, and his left hand grabbed the void. Immediately, the long sword that was flying far away in the air quickly flew back, fell into the hand, and obliquely stroked. Zong.

Just to stop Chen Zong for a while.

However, Chen Zong ignored him, turned into a sword light, and quickly chased the drizzle of the rain, Mu Yu.

The several encounters among the ring sword star Lin's family have already existed, but they have not broken out.

Not long ago, Mu Yu also fought for himself many times in the fight for the Wanhua Shenbing Division.

Now, it is even more attacked.

Damn it, damn it!

When the heart has the intention to kill, when there is no need to restrain, at this moment, when killing, kill.

"Stop, I admit defeat." Seeing Chen Zong quickly away, the look of the oblique wind sword changed greatly, chasing while shouting.

He could clearly feel the killing intention of the other party, and that kind of killing intention was like an immortal.

Although it is said that the third brother’s unauthorized action is tantamount to breaking the rules of gambling wars, this battle is lost on his own side. He is also very annoyed because he does not like others to intervene when dealing with people. His principles.

But no matter what, the three younger brothers cannot be killed.

In addition to having a good relationship with each other, it is not easy to explain back.

However, this person's speed is extremely fast, and he is full of murderous intentions. His current state is not very good. It is estimated that it is difficult to catch up. He can only say that he does his best.

"Brother San, this time you are miscalculated." Xie Fengjian sighed secretly while chasing.

Drizzle Muyu has always been known as the sword of fortune. He never takes it easy. He must first observe it. When he has some points in his heart, he will shoot. Try first and try to observe and analyze.

Therefore, from the past to the present, no major mistakes have occurred, and they are often able to win.

But this time, it was wrong, or very wrong, and it may cost life.

With such a thought, the heart of Xiefeng Sword is sinking, I just hope to have a chance.

Escape!

Mu Yu even felt the deep killer coming from behind. That killer, like the undercurrent of the deep sea, seemed calm, but in fact, it concealed the amazing destruction power and could destroy everything in an instant.

Mu Yu felt as if he had opened a door that should not be opened, releasing something terrible.

He regretted a little bit. The killing behind him was getting closer, and the sense of crisis was getting stronger. Under this situation, he was likely to be killed.

He didn't want to die.

Can live, why die.

For the first time, Mu Yu was suspicious of his sword of fortune.

There was no unfavorable plan in the past, but now it will be counted as dead.

Fleeing, there is a bit sloppy.

A figure came into view, a little far away, but very familiar and able to distinguish.

Mu Yu's face suddenly appeared with a relieved smile, and the speed also increased a little bit unconsciously.

"Brother." At the same time, Mu Yu's voice also spread.

In the high altitude, a young man with a dull look on his face and gray eyes was quickly collecting a foreign god soldier. He suddenly heard a familiar voice and looked back. .

Also, it is his three younger brothers.

It seems that the injury is not light, and there is some embarrassment.

Who is it?

There was a slight ripple in the gloomy eyes of Sword.

Who caused the three teachers to be hit so far, so embarrassed.

The figure flashed, and the non-returning sword immediately flew in the direction of Mu Yu, his eyes swept away, staring towards Mu Yu's back.

Chen Zong!

When the gloomy eyes of the non-returning sword came, suddenly, Chen Zong raised a chill, and the chill came with a bit of death and silence, as if spreading from the void, invading the whole body, Let yourself grow a little creepy feeling from the inside out.

"Do not return to the sword." Chen Zong, without fear, approached quickly, and had a meal at a distance of one thousand kilometers, facing each other.

The gloomy eyes condensed a trace of death and silence, staring at Chen Zong, but did not directly draw the sword, but this pair of eyes only brought great pressure to people.

Mu Yu paused, staying a few hundred meters behind the non-returning sword.

Since the master did not return to the sword here, he did not have to continue to escape.

The two confronted each other, and the slightest sword intended to quietly unite and slowly improve.

Rivals!

At a glance, you can judge.

Rivals!

Not long afterwards, Xiefeng Sword quickly pursued him, and he was relieved to see Master Brother not returning to the sword, and also see Brother Mu Yu.

"Is this the style of Yiyuanjiao Jian Gong's true biography?" Chen Zong could feel that the oblique wind sword approached. Suddenly, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be a bit mocking.

Both Xiefeng Jian and Xiyu Jian look more ugly.

"You won the gambling battle, this is all of my foreign soldiers." The voice of Xiefeng Sword fell, and immediately waved, a stream of streamers shot out, with a total of more than thirty.

That's alien warriors, a total of 30 or so warriors.

Without hesitation, Chen Zong waved and immediately collected the foreign god soldier.

A trace of ripples appeared in the gray eyes of the non-returning sword, but he did not shoot.

"What about the famous Xiujian?" Chen Zong looked at Xiyujian and asked with a sneer.

To tell the truth, Xiyujian is not intended to give.

But when it came to this, the oblique wind sword was given, and he had to give it.

Waves of light streamed out, but each streamer carried an astonishing sword spirit, as if not reconciled.

Such a grace is obviously not as good as the oblique wind sword.

When Chen Zong waved his hand, he easily disintegrated the sword spirit, and nearly 30 pieces of foreign god soldiers were included in the Jiuzhong Tianhuan.

No Return Sword still hasn't shot.

Because, Xiefeng Jian has told the master brother and sister not to return to the sword.

"You have won the gambling war with my two younger brothers. You won. My three younger brothers attacked without permission. You violated the rules of the gambling war. You chased him, and you were reasonable." Then, the words suddenly turned, and with a bit of a silent voice again, his eyes grew darker and stared: "But, in front of me, you can't kill him."

"You can try it." Chen Zong replied with no Xu Buji, his tone was sharp, his eyes were like Jian Feng, Mu Yu's heart shook suddenly, as if being penetrated by Jian Feng.

"You and I are going to bet on a game, I win, I don't kill you, this matter is exposed, I lose, and I will give you fifty foreign soldiers." said No Return Sword. Doubtful and determined.

The words fell, without giving Chen Zong any chance to refute. His right hand trembled, and the long sword in his waist came out.

The sword light was gray and gray, and there was a white mass, filled with a strong silence, and flew across the sky to kill Chen Zong.

That kind of strong breath of death and silence came first in a flash, as if rushing directly into the sea of ​​gods, directly attacking the spiritual will.

Chen Zong only felt that he seemed to have fallen into a deadly pale, he could not hear any sound, could not see any scene, only the dead and dead road, only forward, unable to retreat, do not know where to go.

That seems to be a path of no return.

Chen Zong couldn't help but be surprised that the powerful sword technique would directly affect his spiritual will.

Be aware that your spiritual will is very strong, and it is extremely difficult to influence.

This does not belong to the sword, and it really has an outstanding ability, which inspired Chen Zong's inner fighting intention.

Sword of Heart!

Outside evil does not invade!

In an instant, everything subsided, and I saw a pale sword light shining through the deadly silence.

A trace of off-white swordman's fluctuated on the sword, as if the snake was vomiting its core, which was horrifying.

Chen Zong's body moved, the sword came out of the sheath, and the volley was killed. The sword light was invisible, colorless, and silent.

Xiefeng Jian retreated to one side without shooting, but stared with a solemn face.

Among the disciples of the Yiyuan religion, the strength of the master brother to return to the sword is the strongest. Even the master sister Bai Mei of the Yuan Palace can only barely stay flat.

Each sword carries the impact of the will of death, as if to set people on a path of no return.

The road to no return under the sword is a dead end. Going down is a dead end.

If even the elder brother can’t defeat this person, then the whole Yiyuan disciples will be their opponents for a lifetime.