The Strongest Sect of All Times
Chapter 1030: Am I Proud That I Take Medicine?
Farsighted warriors are also lost.
Like Ke Jinmao, they didn't expect King Chang's smile to suddenly kill them, not to mention the first punch to fly the Ghost of Heavenly Character Battlefield, and to understate the broken sickle light!
He's a heavenly man?
Everyone is thinking about it.
The King who has a difficult knife laughs. In the eyes of all the warriors, he is the reaper out of hell. But he has no divine weapon. The heavens are just words. How can he be so fierce today?
“Brush!”
“Brush!”
It was at this time that two toponymic battlefield ghosts circled from left to right, and the spear in their hands sparkled.
”" Monarch, Xiao...
“Brush!”
“Brush!”
Gun Chang laughed and lifted his hands, the thick sword force erupted, instantly turned into a big hand on the spear, then pulled it over hard.
Because of their excessive power, the weapons of the two battlefield ghosts not only came out of hand, but also moved forward with inertia.
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
King Chang smiled and grabbed his hands on the snatched spear. The Hegemonic Spirit could fill it and sweep through it, smashing the heads of the two ghosts together with the battle helmets directly and cleanly.
The nearest Ko Jin Man saw his eyeballs coming out of his orbit.
Two toponymous battlefield ghosts, although not at a high level, are second only to their own strength. The monarch can't believe how easy it is to kill them. This is horrible!
Heavenly word!
It must be heavenly!
All face-to-face warriors, including Ko Jin Man, have come to their senses with certainty.
Dozens of Xuanhuang Phantoms of the battlefield took the opportunity to rush over!
“Brush! Brush! Brush!”
A splendid, gorgeous burst of energy.
Mr. Ke Jin did not warn that he could easily erase the hierarchy. I'm afraid these people are not enough monarchs to stab a finger.
But all kinds of energy is about to blow up, and the guy is always standing there, without any defense or attack.
Brother!
Give me a response!
I'm panicking behind you!
“Boom! Boom! ”
Energy explosion, excessive volatility.
Because of his injuries, Ko Jin Man was unable to resist so much power. Not only did he close his eyes, but his undersea consciousness raised his arms.
However, when all the sounds dissipated and I found myself still safe, I hurried to open it again and found that there was one more in front of me...
No, no, no!
A pot!
Big one!
“Pot?”
All face-to-face martial artists are also foolish.
“Brush!”
The large pot standing in front of Kojin suddenly spins and drags the light out.
“Boom, boom! ”
On the path, any yellow spirit touched by the battlefield is swept off his head. It's even sharper than the Blade!
“Bang!”
The large pan spins extremely fast and rushes to hundreds of lengths and is held steadily by one hand.
“Brush!”
Xiao Sin lifted his arms gently and hid Yunman in front of him. His eyes swept away from the ghost on the battlefield. He said proudly: "Wanguzong disciple, Xiao Sinheng, fight! ”
“ …… ”
The fighters almost fell collectively.
In the hundreds of wars of the old river and lake, what kind of weapon have you never seen, but this is the first time you've seen someone actually cook pot! And from the standpoint, it seems to be a shield!
However, they were even more shocked by the apparent strength of the 10,000 ancient disciples than the elementary yellow script, how could it be so easy to kill battlefield ghosts at the same level?
There is only one possibility, the pot is absolutely extraordinary!
“Brush!”
“Brush!”
Hundreds of battlefield ghosts in the distance have been ridiculed by Xiao Sin, and the blinking red flashes prevail.
“Huh!”
Suddenly, the sound of sword pulling came.
Everyone looked in a hurry in the direction of sound.
The man with the pot hung a slightly muddy man, his right hand resting on a half-shielded blade handle, the cold wind blowing black hair, revealing a cold sword-faced eye.
“Swordland? ”
“To the sword level? ”
All face-to-face warriors shouted.
They say different names, but translate them at the level of the Meteorological Continental boundary, which is the Sword Emperor level!
“Brother Xiao. ”
Zhou Hung pressed the handle of the sword, "For a moment, it will be the moment when they break open. Next, be sure to hold on to their attack. ”
Xiao Sin had laid his hands on Yunman Hidden, "No problem. ”
“ …… ”
The corners of everyone's mouth twitched.
A yellow word is naturally fine, but it can come to at least a few hundred people. One person gathers a force to bombard it, and it can't even be handled at the Xuan level!
“Brush! Brush! Brush!”
At this point, hundreds of battlefield ghosts overwhelmed with energy.
They either cut out the sword, or they cut out the knife, and all kinds of energy came down from high, hollow, low-altitude undead corners, and the images were spectacular.
“Come on! ”
Xiao Sin's eyes sparkled with excitement and his feet stepped out in the void.
“Brush!”
Standing in front of him, Yunman took off in secret and saw him wrapping his arms around him. He drank loudly: "Up! ”
“Sex ————”
The golden light flashes and the light flickers.
“Shit! ”
All face-to-face martial artists are unculturally rough on the spot.
Because in the field of view, the flow of light gradually expands, forming a clock-like defense pattern and covering the Wanguzong disciples.
“Buddhist martial arts?” Some people were surprised to guess.
This is not Buddhist martial arts, but another function of cloud dreamer hiding. Although it is not comparable to the imperative to kill the Tactician, it can instantly provide a defensive junction for itself, called - Golden Hotpot Cover!
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
At this point, all kinds of attacks from hundreds of battlefield ghosts have been bombarded and then blocked by the golden pot cover.
Standing up, Xiao Sin's face is a little ugly, but he always holds a large pot with a golden border, and growls: “Brother Zhou, I can't hold on...”
“Sex ————————”
Suddenly, an eye-catching light descends from the sky, as if it were a glimmer of light rising in the darkness. Though seemingly insignificant, it can illuminate the mountain river Wanchuan!
Zhou Hung made a move.
This sword is stunning!
Face to face, the warriors stared at each other, their eyes floating, only a sword falling from the sky, and then ruthlessly swept through hundreds of battlefield ghosts.
“Huh!”
Zhou Hong harvested the sword into the sheath.
Once again, the cold wind blew his dark hair, revealing a muddy face that only swordsmen had.
Out of the sheath.
A sword.
Sheath tightening.
At the end of the three steps, you will only see the ghost head and body of the battlefield torn apart by the sword and then fall like a fly.
“Pfft! Putong!”
Battle helmets, armor and weapons of all kinds fell to the ground.
All face-to-face martial artists stare at each other.
The strong swordsman of this level, they've seen more or less, can kill hundreds of Yellow Phantoms in one sword second, too strong!
And.
From the way that guy started to pull the sheath, it still seemed like a casual sword!
“Tsk. ”
Gun Chang smiled and exclaimed: “My disciple just cut out a sword. The sword is so powerful that it seems invisible. After breaking through, he has gained a deeper understanding of the second mode of Ling Jian Shen. ”
“Bullshit. ”
The system said: “After all, they are genuine sword repairs. Every day they are either enlightened sword or on the path of enlightened sword. It doesn't look like the host has never been enlightened. They are raised solely by taking medicines. ”
King Chang asked with a smile: "Am I proud to take my medicine? ”