The Strongest Sect of All Times
Chapter 1032: Bring You To Heaven!
Outside Ling Yuan mainland stronghold.
Thunderbolt haunted Li Qingyang is killing with dozens of yellow battlefield ghosts.
Though besieged, he had dedicated samurai in his hands, not only without any danger, but also with counter-killings in due course.
So are the stars of the night and Xiao Xin and others.
However, as many as 5,000 battlefield ghosts have come to punish the Spiritual Yuan mainland this time, there are only forty and fifty antiquarian relics, and on average, one man is nearly a hundred!
“Boom! Boom! ”
At high altitude, King Chang smiled and manipulated the robotic armed wing to fight a heavenly battlefield ghost. Sometimes the soul spreads beneath, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled: “Too many battlefield ghosts to punish the Spiritual Yuan continent? ”
The number of battlefield ghosts attacked as many as a few hundred on a planetary meteorite that has been disciplined N times is completely incomparable with these thousands.
“Or say it. ”
Gun Chang smiled and said: "I didn't perform enough to die, so didn't it really attract the attention of the world? ”
“…” system silence.
For an egg to unlock the hard knife, kill tens of thousands of fighters, and then steal the edge, so much so that the hierarchy is stolen.
Pick one of the two, it's the ultimate!
"In fact, I've always wondered," said the system, "why is the punishment from the upper realm so light when the host is so waved to death on the battlefield? ”
“Something wrong with this?” Gun Chang asked with a smile.
The system said, "The host planned the killing of Shura Yard. If you want to punish, you have to punish the meteorite mainland. How can you punish the Ling Yuan mainland first? ”
“Boom!”
King often smiled and broke the light of the flying sickle. “Probably blind. ”
“Yes!”
“It's kind of blind. ”
“But punishing the spiritual Yuan mainland sends so many battlefield ghosts, it's a hell of a model," the system said. "Why punishing only a few hundred people on the spiritual Yuan mainland is simpler than simple models? ”
“This…”
King Chang laughed at the stall and said: "When something cannot be explained scientifically, it can only be attributed to… I am too handsome. ”
“Come on, I'm talking business! ”
“Please, I'm just talking business! ”
“ …… ”
“Brush! Brush! Brush!”
The ghost of the heavenly battlefield, which had been struck out, rushed again, and the sickle cut out the light of the tearing space in his hand.
King Chang laughed and took his mind back immediately. His eyes were cold: "I have to get rid of this guy as soon as possible so that the disciples are not in danger. ”
So far, Vancouver hasn't fallen into the wind, but sooner or later it will be suppressed by thousands of battlefield ghosts, so all he has to do is fix the heavenly script and then share more for his disciples.
Don't say that.
Ding Lao and Jiang Lao are a little overwhelmed.
After all, there are four or five hundred two-level battlefield ghosts. It would have been cold if they hadn't been alone!
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
Without paying attention, the fiercely battling Grandson Hao Hai was bombarded by dozens of Xuanji battlefield ghosts.
“Shit!”
Jun Chang smiled and put on the true mask, then held the true sword in his left hand and the blade of Dragon Tooth in his right hand, the sword together perfectly!
“Hoo-hoo --”
Suits, weapons, powerful waves!
“Shh!”
King Chang burst out laughing, the true sun sword and dragon tooth blade tear space, suddenly towards the coming light!
“Break! Break! Break!”
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
Both forces burst at high altitude, suddenly causing rolling mist and power.
“Sex ——————————”
King Chang smiled and came out of it, then instantly approached him, with a sword and angrily chopped to the ghost on the Tianzi battlefield. A fight all growled with a roar: "Die! ”
“Whoo!”
“Whoo!”
The light of the sword glistened into the heavens and cut it on a thick armor in a cross pattern.
“Nutrition! ”
“Sex ————————”
Swordlight knife light, splashed out.
Gun Chang smiled and flashed. He appeared behind the ghost on the battlefield several times. The sword in his grip was naturally sagging.
His head was slightly lower and his dark hair danced with the wind.
This is not an artificial wind, it is a natural wind brought about by a spiritual uprising.
The fighters who were watching the battle of the Van Gong disciples rose their heads after hearing the movement.
What's going on?
That guy and the battlefield ghost can't move.
“Click ———————”
Suddenly, the cracking sound came.
The ghost armor on the heavenly battlefield, whose back was smiling at King Chang, suddenly collapsed, revealing the marks of a skewed cross sword.
Everyone's eyes were wide open.
“Click-click! ”
The armor collapsed faster and eventually completely split countless tiny pieces in front of everyone before scattering them over the earth.
“Dead!”
“The Phantom of Heavenly Battlefield was wiped out by King Chang's smile! ”
“Oh, my God, this is so fast! ”
At a time when people were shocked, King Chang smiled and turned into a flowing light and flew fast. Between the knives and the falls, he wiped out the dozens of Xuanzi battlefield ghosts who besieged Jiangevil!
“Death to this seat! ”
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
The lights of the sword are scattered halfway through the sky, and the ghosts of the Yellow-word battlefield are all unloaded!
The warriors poured in the air.
This crushing massacre instantly reminds a lot of people of previous opportunities, and the guy starts a heartbreaking killing scene with a letterhead weapon!
Coming!
The demon who slaughtered 20,000 is back!
At this time, if he is a martial arts fighter, he will surely be frightened by the laughter of the king.
However, it is the ghosts of the battlefield who are fighting with Wanguzong. They have no heart. As long as the upper realm does not issue an evacuation order, they will continue to fight to the end, even to the death!
“Brush!”
“Brush!”
Seems to realize that Gun Chang smiled super powerful, and the ghosts around him gave up attacking Li Qingyang and others, with weapons gathering forces to kill them.
At one time, thousands of battlefield ghosts fell from all sides.
Junxiang stood there laughing and did not choose to hide. Instead, he retrieved the blade of Dragon Tooth.
“Whoo-hoo! ”
Surrounded by powerful swords, they spread to the surrounding area.
After Zhou Hong felt the momentum, his eyes became stunned.
“What a powerful sword! ”
“This guy... is he a sword repairer too?! ”
“Hoo-hoo --”
At this point, the sword swept away, and scattered pieces of armor, stones, dust and even branches of leaves were touched on the ground, as if covered by some force, then slowly floated.
“What's going on! ”
“Why is everything on the ground floating? ”
“What does this have to do with Kendo? ”
The face of the warrior is desperate.
Sword repair is a sword, why does a sharp sword interfere with every tree!
“Brush!”
King Chang smiled and raised his true sun sword gently. Floating debris, stones and other objects flew in, forming a bright light in the air like a cloth!
Zhou Hong shouted: “All swords belong to the second type, all things are swords! ”
There are not many powerful sword techniques in Wanguzong. There are only two types of practice. One is the Sword of the Sword and the second is the return of the Sword of the Ten Thousand.
Zhou Hong has always been quietly enlightened by Ling Jian divine trick, rarely enlightened by Wan Jian, because it is very difficult to cultivate the ultimate in a deep sword technique alone, what is the mind to cultivate both.
“Brush!”
“Brush!”
The blade of dense numbness flies like a locust.
Though far enough away, the warriors saw the light covered by swords and stood up without sweat.
This quantity, this strength!
If you attack yourself, you'll be stabbed in the sieve!
“Brush!”
“Brush!”
Battlefield ghosts do not realize how horrible the dense, numb swordlight is and still gather all kinds of energy to kill them.
Gun Chang smiled coldly: “This is the first time this throne has cast everything as a sword. Today we bring you to the heavens! ”
“Shh, shh! ”
“Sex, sex, sex...”
Thousands of streams of light burst into the air, leaving a slight sword mark in space!
“Tink, tick, tick! ”
In an instant, countless swordlights are shining, and crisp sounds sound like wonderful sounds.
Face to face martial artists gradually opened their mouths as they witnessed how nearly a thousand armored battlefield ghosts were stabbed to the sieve!
The images are gorgeous and spectacular!
“Pfft! ”
“Pfft! ”
A battlefield ghost has fallen to the ground.
“ …… ”
The expression on the face of the warrior remains stuck.
Earlier, Zhou Hung's sword wiped out hundreds of people, which has already shocked them. Today, the King smiles and wipes out thousands of people. It must have deeply shocked the mind and soul again!
Shit!
Terrible!
In order to be an audience later, you must have a medicine to protect your heart!