Sword God

With a flash of light, Liu Ming fell off the road of Jian Qi, his footsteps staggered back and forth, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, his face was stunned, and a pair had not yet recovered.

"How can it be?"

"How could I fail." After returning to his mind, Liu Ming was stunned, unable to believe that he had failed.

Three hundred meters!

The total 300 meters that Liu Ming has advanced is the farthest distance so far, far better than the second, but it is useless.

Failure means failure.

One meter and nine hundred and ninety meters are also failures.

The failures of those people before did not actually cause much disturbance, but the impact of Liu Ming’s failure was obvious.

The 130th place in the second town's second god list, the proper second-level sword repair master of the second god level, can only advance 300 meters.

The path of Jianqi, is so difficult?

Kendo asked three questions, what kind of mystery is there?

Liu Ming was a bit frustrated and lost his spirit, which was completely the same as his previous spirit.

Hit hard!

Even if you can't enter the Dongting Sword Garden, who else is eligible?

Top 100 in the second god list?

Maybe, but not necessarily.

You know, the road of sword gas of thousands of kilometers, Liu Ming only advances to 300 meters, and there are only 700 meters left.

Among them, even the first question of the three questions of Kendo failed to pass the sword body, not to mention the follow-up questions of Jianyi and Jianxin.

The failure of Liu Ming made everyone pay more attention.

"This is the level under the monism." On the void spaceship of the Fengling Gate, a disciple of the Fengling Gate laughed, and immediately, his body seemed to have lost all weight, as if it was lightly carried by a gust of wind. The Road of Sword Qi.

His voice didn't seem to be loud, but it seemed to spread into everyone's ears with an invisible wind.

The people in the Heavenly Criminal Army sneered, but everyone under the unitary education was unhappy and faintly angry.

Clearly despised.

Then look at your skills.

"Sister Yang's ostentatious temperament still hasn't converged." Disciple Feng Lingmen in a blue robe smiled slightly on the void spaceship.

But his tone did not hear any blame.

"Brother Master, Brother Yang's sword is like his temperament. If he changes his temperament, then it is not him." The female disciple on the side laughed.

The disciple of Fengling Gate fluttered down lightly, his toes seemed to be a little softer, and the whole person flew forward, and a blue-gold robe fluttered. The whole person had a kind of free and easy to return by the wind, very conspicuous.

enter!

The disciples of Fenglingmen kept moving forward, and their speed was much faster than that of Liu Ming, who is known for his speed and light swords. He also had more leisurely, wind-like freedom that Liu Ming did not have.

"Feng Lingmen, good at wind, his disciples majored in swords." Su Ran opened his mouth, and the sound came into the ears of Chen Zong and Lin Weiyin: "In the sword of the wind, the sword is one, and the sword is all his body. With the wind."

"Huh, what's the use of fast speed," Liu Ming said indignantly.

Not long after that, the disciples of Fenglingmen crossed the 300 meters and exceeded Liu Ming's distance. Suddenly, Liu Ming's face was gray and he could not say anything.

In front of the facts, everything is sophistry, pale and powerless.

At 333 meters, the disciple of Fengling Gate paused slightly, thinking that when he was about to stop, he only saw him step out, as if he had a feeling of stepping into a new world, and he continued to move forward, and soon surpassed Four hundred meters.

Five hundred meters!

Six hundred meters!

At the time of six hundred and sixty-six meters, this disciple of Yanglingmen's surname Yang once again had a meal, and as if breaking through the shackles, he continued to move forward.

go ahead!

go ahead!

go ahead!

A figure touched everyone's eyes.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine meters!

The disciple of the surname Yang of Fengling Gate was already standing in front of the gate of Dongting Sword Garden. He looked back and showed a smile, which seemed to be somewhat proud, and seemed to be somewhat provocative.

Immediately turned around, stepped out, stepped out the last meter, and entered the Dongting Sword Garden.

As soon as he entered the sword garden, he disappeared directly in front of everyone.

First!

After eliminating nearly a thousand people, it was the first to enter the Dongting Sword Garden.

"Wang Jun, you go." On the sky ship of the Sky Criminal, a young man in a dark-blooded robe and half-faced bloody mask sat across the bow of the ship. His eyes were as dark as jewels. Resting on his shoulders, the whole person seemed to be a little idle, showing a temperament that seemed a bit decadent.

However, no one dared to underestimate him, because he was clearly the leader of the punishment sergeant on this empty spaceship.

"Yes, I am handsome." The young man with a somewhat powerful figure, wearing a bloody armor and a bloody sword, immediately stood up, standing straight like a sword, and responded with a low voice.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Jun stepped out, and the whole person burst out a bloody vigor in an instant, as if the flames were burning like flames, and the power exaggerated was amazing.

With a loud bang, Wang Jun turned into a bloody mane, and rushed out of the void spaceship in an instant, like a bloody meteor, carrying an unparalleled blood-blooded killing breath.

At the same time, there were dozens of sword repairs of the two galaxies under the rule of the Unitarians flying up, and rushed towards the path of the sword gas, intending to break through.

The disciple of Fengling Gate broke into the Dongting Sword Garden and inspired them again.

Without personally breaking through, it is always unclear what are the mysteries and difficulties.

"Go!" Wang Jun snarled, and at once, the blood-blooded breath exploded in a flash, hitting the dozens of people like a storm.

Dozens of sword repairers shuddered and changed their faces, only to feel as if they had entered the battlefield of Shura in the bloody sea of ​​corpses.

asphyxia!

One by one, a suffocating sensation, a pale complexion, unconsciously backed away, and his whole body was soft.

Seeing how they looked, it was obvious that they were not hurt instantly.

"So domineering!" Someone immediately frowned.

"It is said that the people of the Heavenly Criminal Army are of this nature, and it is said that the killing and decisive iron will will be very overbearing and very domineering."

"They are a group of lunatics." Others mumbled, their faces seemed ugly, and they seemed to have suffered the losses of the Celestial Army.

Heavenly Penalty Army!

Named after the army, it is not ordinary.

Wang Jun is so overbearing, of course, no one will touch his brow for a while.

Therefore, like the disciple of Fenglingmen, Wang Jun is also alone on the road of sword qi.

His body is not as light and elegant as the disciples of Fenglingmen, but there is a steady step by step. The calm is like a mountain, unshakable, and it is like a raging wave, carrying forward the amazing power.

In that calmness, there is a hint of machine front, which belongs to the sharpness of the sword.

Chen Zong stared carefully, and Wang Jun's progress was very stable, neither accelerated nor slowed down.

But at about 333 meters, there was an obvious pause, but the pause time was shorter than that of the disciples of Fengling Gate, and then he made another step forward and paused again at 666 meters. ,Keep going.

At nine hundred and ninety meters, Wang Jun did not look back, but stepped out, stepped into the gate of the sword garden and disappeared.

the second!

Another one entered the sword garden.

"I'm going." Xie Yang immediately got up and couldn't sit still.

How can the people of Fenglingmen and the Sky Criminal be in the limelight, but here is the territory of the unitary religion.

The sword flashed, and Xie Yanghua flew out like a gust of wind.

Chen Zong recognized Xie Yang at a glance. After all, he had fought side by side on Huanglongxing. He could see that Xieyang's strength seemed to be several percent stronger than Huanglongxing.

The true story of the galaxy-level forces may not be as strong as some old-time sub-gods, but their talents must be overcome. As long as they are given some time and opportunity, they can grow quickly and surpass those old-time sub-gods. level.

The wild dragon blood on the wild dragon star is not bad, it is naturally strong, and it is also a good chance.

If it weren't for Huang Long's mind, he couldn't be compared with the cultivator, and he was afraid that he would become a strong clan in the void.

To become a powerful race, a good mind is necessary, or even if the extraordinary blood talent is very high, but the stunned lack of wisdom, and ultimately only become the object of hunting by others.

If you think about the human race, you know that the individual is inherently inferior to many races in the void, but it can dominate the void, precisely because of its superb wisdom, which is not available to most void races.

Chen Zong thought of the barren dragon on the barren dragon star who was not afraid of death and was buried for the king.

Xie Yang landed instantaneously and immediately stepped into the Jianqi Road. At the beginning, his speed of movement was very fast, but after 333 meters, his speed began to decline. people.

After six hundred and sixty-six meters, Xie Yang's speed dropped again, and his progress began to become very difficult.

At this scene, the disciples of Yiyuan Church were immediately frowned, and they felt a little bad.

Nine hundred meters!

At nine hundred meters, Xie Yang stopped and could no longer move forward. He lifted his foot in the air and seemed to have a hard time trying to fall, but it seemed that something was blocking his feet. fall.

A force bounced back, and in an instant, Xie Yang was irresistible, the whole person was ejected, but in a flash, he ejected out of the way of Jian Qi.

On the ground, Xie Yang seemed to hear a burst of laughter, and his complexion suddenly changed, and he couldn't help spitting out a spit of blood, his breath languished.

He was ejected, but only slightly injured, but it felt like he was mocked, and his strong self-esteem could not bear it all at once.

"Is that a disciple of the unitary religion?" On the void spaceship of Fengling Gate, the laughter was like the wind, not loud, but it clearly entered everyone's ears.

One person on the Yiyuanjiao spaceship looks very ugly.

At the same time, it's also a dark heart, that even Brother Xie Yang couldn't enter the sword garden. The swordsmanship on the road of Jianqi asked three times the test, what kind of mystery is there.

You know, Xie Yang is ranked fifth in the true biography of the generation of Yiyuan Sword Palace.

"Let's go." A young man who seemed to be older got up without seeing a gesture. In a flash, he crossed the void and landed on the road of Jianqi.

This is a true disciple of the last generation of Yiyuan Sword Palace.