The Sword Dynasty

"Poof" sounded softly.

A master from Yanjing has appeared ghostly in front of Huang Zhenwei, and the purple sword in his hand directly penetrated Huang Zhenwei's chest and abdomen, revealing from behind him.

The Grand Master Yanjing saw that nearly 20,000 sergeants were killed by Yuanwu Yijian, and he had red eyes, and his heart was all about death, but this time he stayed for a while.

He didn't expect it to be so easy.

Huang Zhenwei is an ancestor of Moshou City, who guards the Changling Mausoleum. He has long been a master of the Seven Realms. Why is Xiujue so high, how could he be so easily sashimi with a sword?

Blood and Zhenyuan rushed out like a rainbow from behind Huang Zhenwei.

However, just when this Grand Master Yan Jing was stunned, these blood and Zhen Yuan suddenly stopped like living creatures, but contracted towards Huang Zhenwei's body.

Huang Zhenwei looked indifferent, and pointed his right hand as a sword, shooting a golden sword spirit directly.

The Yanjing Grandmaster's natal sword was pulled out sharply to block the golden sword. However, in a roar, the Yanjing Grandmaster could not stop the power of this sword, and half of his body was directly shocked into blood mist!

Huang Zhenwei did not stay. The blood holes pierced by the body were entangled with gold and gray mist. It was not like the blood of normal practitioners. It looked like a mysterious world was transforming, and the wound was at a speed visible to the naked eye recovery.

His figure disappeared directly next to the master Yan Jing who was killed by his sword, and appeared on the side of a master wearing a black robe.

It seems that just glancing at the master, the two golden vitalities in the air are like two waterfalls, hitting left and right, like two giant walls pressing against the master.

The black robe guru screamed in horror, his vitality skyrocketed, and countless black winds revolved around his body, but he couldn't rush out of the two giant walls.Countless sounds of violent impact sounded at the same time, and countless fragments of flesh flew out of the overflowing black wind.

This master was directly killed by Huang Zhenwei.

Everyone was shocked!

The rest of the masters, who were struggling with the heart of the decisive death, also stopped, trembling all over.

Huang Zhenwei's instantaneous killing of the Grand Master is completely like Yuan Wu's personal shot. Even the means of using Heaven and Earth's vitality are not just seven realms.

As for the body's vital point being penetrated in an instant, it was quickly recovered, and it did not even affect the shot. This is that even the practitioners of the Daqi dynasty can't do it.

Emperor Yuanwu stood still.

There are countless smoke and dust accompanied by the disorderly and violent energy, rising from the ground, like thick fog, gradually covering his figure.

On the bloody battlefield ahead, blood gathered in a river and spread towards him along the ground.

His face is confident and majestic, and his heart is full of joy and satisfaction.

This kind of pleasure and satisfaction can even be compared with that when he occupied Zheng Xiu in Changling.

He completely controlled Huang Zhenwei and deliberately received the master's sword.

The power of this immortal medicine in Zushan is no different from what he expected, it is so powerful.

On the battlefield where blood was flowing into the river, Huang Zhenwei shot again.

His feet fell heavily on the ground, splashing a layer of blood waves, ignoring the shock of these gurus, his entire body was wrapped in a layer of golden sword gas, and directly hit a guru in front of him.

The guru was frightened and did not dare to contend, and fled wildly to escape.

On the left and right sides, three masters joined forces, and three sword qi rushed towards Huang Zhenwei like three mountains.

Huang Zhenwei hard-wired!

With a loud bang, many sergeants in the back felt the darkness in front of them, their ears roared, and no other sound could be heard for a while.

Huang Zhenwei's intrusive figure was stiffly restrained, his sword was entangled, and there were bone wounds deep inside, and there was bleeding in his mouth and nose.

However, one of the three masters who made the sword with all his strength exclaimed with horror.

Because this injury did not affect Huang Zhenwei in the slightest, he stretched out his hand, and several flying swords condensed by holy light had already flown in front of this master.

And because of the attack of the genius, this guru was really turbulent and unable to condense.

Puff puff puff puff!

This guru couldn't do effective defense at all, and his body was torn apart by these swords.

"Yuan Wu! An Dan fights me alone!"

A master is crazy, regardless of this Huang Zhenwei, jumping straight into the air, like a meteorite rushing towards Yuanwu, Li Xiaozhengtian.

"presumptuous!"

"On you?"

Surrounded by smoke, Yuanwu came out with two cold drinks.

With these two cold drinks, two obvious holes appeared in the smoke, and the transparent sword light burst out.

The first sword light surged, the guru held his hands, and there were countless golden sparks blooming in front of him.

The second sword, the sword light rushed, the master screamed, his body was cut off from it, and fell down violently from the air.

At this time, the Great Qin Cavalry had rushed to Yuanwu not far behind. Seeing this picture, there was another wave of applause and shouting like a tsunami.

The three Yanqi vanguards in front of them were completely chilled.

Even these masters who had rushed out previously could not control their state of mind.

"what!"

There was a guru who could not suppress the fear in his heart first, and turned and fled.

"This undead body is too weird, and it is meaningless to fight to death."

Another guru said this sentence, and then quickly retreated. In addition to explaining to these guru who fought side by side, this sentence was more like persuading himself, so as not to lose his will forever in the future, and to cultivate for no entry. .

The remaining masters are still hesitating, Huang Zhenwei has continued to cover up.

A loud noise.

Huang Zhenwei broke a guru's giant sword with one hand, and with the sword light in his hand, the entire arm pierced the guru's chest, provoked the guru first, and then the arm shook, the guru's body was directly like The broken cats are generally torn apart and scattered.

"This man is definitely no longer Huang Zhenwei!"

The three-way Yanqi Vanguard couldn't rush forward anymore, and began to defeat. Some of these practitioners only had such a voice in their hearts.

Even if it was an enemy dynasty, they were very sure before that the Huang Sishou in the Changling Mausoleum was a polite young practitioner, even if he killed the enemy, there would be no such brutal way after the enemy died. remains.

This idea was quickly answered.

This response came from Huang Zhenwei himself.

The rest of the masters no longer wanted to deal with him, and they scattered and escaped.

Without these masters, Huang Zhenwei immediately killed the three-way vanguard.

Two golden sword lights swayed out of his hands, each of which was several tens of feet long. Each sway was a wave of blood, which was extremely cruel.