Thunder Martial

In the vast canyon, the wind blows through, seemingly calm, but there is a supreme killing line, and a killing is under way.

At this time, Purple had four scars on his body, a long flow of blood, a constant supply of energy in his heart, and he was temporarily not in danger of his life.

Thousand Fantasy Swords Formation, an attacking Yuan Formation, is very powerful, famous in Yunxia City Hehe, it is said that this Formation is set out, there are no more survivors who enter the Formation.

It is obvious that the dome of the kingdom is set out. The other party possesses the power of the true Yuan Realm, which is arguably extraordinarily powerful. Therefore, in this time, Big Beard and others have no room to attack the Yuan Array at all, and can only be passively defended.

As Yuanfu moves, it becomes more powerful, and the swordlight becomes sharper and sharper, until all life crashes, but it also consumes heavily, consuming its stones every moment of every day.

This is the inevitable fate. Purple hearts live in despair, but still persist. He will not give up until the last moment.

“You're not fucking dead? ”

Zixuan was dying, and the other three were dying. One of them saw that Zixuan was only injured. After he was still alive, he couldn't stand it. He shouted angrily, but this was the distraction, and instantly several swordlight holes penetrated him.

Another dead person.

“Don't talk!” Another powerful man was angry and drunk, his figure burst, boundless energy surged wildly, trying to break the swordlight around him, but before his attack fell, there were dozens of swordlights flying in, breaking his defense one step at a time.

“Pfft!” “Pfft!” “Pfft! ”

Countless swordlights come and go through the hole, and the other side is no longer human.

With fewer and fewer people, you will face more and more swordlight.

At this time, there are two people left, purple screaming bitterness, more and more wounds on his body, feeling at the end of his life, if he had not had a special heart, he would have died several times already.

At this moment, he was still holding on to his big beard, suddenly turning his head, a pair of ice-cold eyes looking at the purple.

“I can't believe I killed the elder chief in heaven. I'm going to be planted here. A calculated battle is over. But it's you, son. Before I saw it, I actually died of so many people. I'm a genius, but I'm going to die with you!” In the eyes of the beard, there was a sudden rush to purple.

“Boom!”

The bright swordlight, covered in heaven and earth, with infinite intent to kill, covered the entire Yuan Formation, there is no ventilation, like the sky and earth network, the Yuan Formation is full, countless swordlights rushed towards the two of them.

Between the tremors, it was over, and the purple and the bearded fell.

In the Yuan Dynasty, a silence, a direct stream of blood, almost formed a stream, with no more living life.

“Pong!” “Pong!” “Pong! ”

Outside the Yuan Array, one of the inferior stones exploded successively, already consuming all the yuan power.

Spatial distortion, everything back to normal, in the canyon, dead bodies, bloody, broken arms everywhere, outside the canyon, walking slowly.

Headed by a young man with dark hair like a falls, eyes like sunlight and a very brilliant temperament, he is the first genius of Yunxia City, the dome, the proud son of the sky of Yunxia City, wearing green armor, brilliant rays of light, raising his hands and feet to show the spirit of English martial arts.

It was so extraordinary that the people behind him became companions.

He looked up at the canyon in front of him, his eyes as deep as the ocean, and said: "God, killing the palace is so vicious and so despicable now that it strikes at mortals. Wherever it meets, killing is unforgiving. ”

His voice was cold, like nine days of cold ice, and Mori killed pervasively, and he could see the jealous sex.

“Yes!” Everyone answered behind him, very respectfully.

“Puff!”

At this moment, among the many corpses, a human figure suddenly appeared, filled with blood, plucked from the pile of dead people, a little under his feet, silver bright, like an electric light, flying at great speed towards the distance.

“This!”

Suddenly, the scene made everyone a surprise, even the dome, with an unexpected black eye.

“Blind my eyes. Am I wrong? Did I just run away from a little guy with a real temper? ”

“You didn't see it wrong, I saw it too. ”

“Blind your puppy eyes, you really didn't get it wrong, the guy is really in a real mood and not very old. ”

Thousand phantom swords, powerful, even the true Yuan realm strong people died, but a small true atmosphere, it is still alive, who can believe this, it is too amazing to say.

“Chase, one stay!” The dome, jealous as vengeance, cold speech, appeared in pitch-black eyes.

Behind him, many men dressed in armor, quickly followed, among them there was a real realm.

In the blink of an eye, people disappeared at the end of the canyon.

There's only the dome left, and there's a middle-aged man.

They looked at the bodies on the ground with cold eyes, very indifferent and without any emotional colour.

The massacre of a villager, they already know and have reliable information, deliberately wait here, a Thousand Fantasy Swords array, consuming 8864 inferior stones, destroying four true realms of existence, fifteen innate beings, the power of this yuan formation, is terrible.

They stood in front of the body, silently awaiting their return.

The horse fell and died, the cargo scattered all over the place, the last carriage infected with blood, had been scattered, the wood fragmented all over the place, forming a heap of wood and piling up there.

“Puff!”

All of a sudden, many pieces of wood fly, reaching halfway into the sky, like a sharp sword with a handle, floating in the sky, glowing brightly.

“Shh!” “Shh!” “Shh!” “Shh! ”

The sound of the broken sky sounded, and countless pieces of wood turned into swords, like Thousand Imaginary Swords Formation, towards the dome of kings.

“How dare you. There's one more.” The color of the dome remained unchanged and still faint. The corner of the mouth even hung with a faint smile. The surrounding green light emitted, the aura fluctuated, stirring the space in all directions. He couldn't move. Those very fast flying wood chips stopped at three meters in front of him.

The wood chips glowed and fell immediately after the rally.

“Whoosh!”

At this moment, a sword sang, a sharp long sword broke into the sky, with a mortal intent to kill, the power of the heavens, pointing directly to the frown heart of the dome.

The dome is full of armor and stomach, the green light is shining, facing the sharp sword, the divine color remains unchanged, the light between the fingers fluctuates, towards the point of the long sword.

“When!”

And it refers to the sword, the glorious sky, dotted on the long sword, the voice of Jingo, the shape of the dome quickly retracted, the surrounding green light constantly flashed, the color changed, still English martial arts.

In the front, an elderly man in grey clothes appeared, and the other party stood empty-handed, breathing heavily and shapelessly. He was a strong man able to defend the sky.

“What a dome, it is the first genius of Yunxia City, we have not wasted any calculations to kill the pavilion.” The eyes of the old man in grey coat are as electric as electricity, and the sword is cold, yet soft as autumn water, it is constantly shaking.

“Kaka! ”

The king's dome was unchanged, his expression was calm, and his body's green nail and stomach made a clicking noise, and the cracks in the lane spread like a cobweb.

“Goddamn old ghost, die! ”

Suddenly, a burst of drinking sounded, followed by a fierce aura, like a flame, the heavens and the earth were red, the red light of the lane fell, each red light, like a sharp sword.

Heaven and earth mutated, the old man in grey clothes looked heavy, very unexpected, the sword in his hand shined bright light, like autumn water, millions of glow, towards the red light.

“Pong!” “Pong!” “Pong! ”

Sound blasts from heaven and earth, autumn water colliding with red light, rendering the entire sky, boundless energy raging in the air, and space arrays twisting.

These are two truly strong men fighting each other.

“Shh!”

The old man in grey clothes suddenly fell in shape, the sword glittered in the middle of the sky, and the long sword folded back. At this time, a number of small holes had appeared in his grey clothes, like the long sword cut out, and the blood of silk flowed along his skin.

And where the old man in gray clothes stood before, a middle-aged man stood there, like a mountain, breathing like a great shore, like a giant in heaven and earth, hegemonic and tense, looking down at the old man, like a king looking down at an ant.

“It's you, Wang Zhenwei.” The gray old man's face has changed dramatically.

Wang Zhenwei, the president of Yunxia City, is said to be the second most powerful person in Yunxia City, after the owner of Yunxia City.

The dome stood in the distance, and there was a crack in the tunnel on the green nail stomach, like a spider web, but the whole person was unusually calm, with a play on the corner of his mouth.

“I want to play tricks in Yunxia City. God damn it, I'll make you a goddamn ghost today.” Wang Zhenwei's voice was cold and the intent to kill was diffuse. It was like thunder was pouring and it was abnormally bright.

The sky and earth once again flashed red light, like a burning cloud in the evening, dyeing much of the sky into a bright glow, like a thousand rain swords.

“Damn, so tight a plan has been sabotaged, did we fucking kill the Cabinet out of the mole?” The old man in grey clothes was constantly changing in color, and the long sword in his hand flew again, blooming like autumn water, rushing towards the rain sword.

The red light flashed in the rainfall sword, as if the water fire had melted, the power was perfect, the autumn water glow in the sky had dissipated, and immediately after the thousands of rainfall swords condensed in the air, turning into an Optimus sword, the sword light was all like fire, but it emitted a water-like light, pressing toward the elderly.

The Autumn Water Sword is brilliant, trying to resist, but in the sound of a click, the physical sword broke and broke into pieces.

The old man in grey clothes spit blood, his face changed dramatically, and the hand refined pharmacopoeia was so broken, so crisp, Wang Zhenwei's powerful, it is true that his name is not false.

The sword rays past, a truncated sleeve is cut off, the old man in grey clothes is very wolfish. Although this sword dodges, the sharp sword intent injures his inner abdomen and needs to be carefully tuned.

“The mountain doesn't spin, Wang Zhenwei, you wait, today's shame on me, I will return it ten times.” The old man in grey clothes left a harsh message, suddenly emptied, and fled to a distance.

“Want to run, do I agree?” Wang Zhenweiling stood empty-handed, motionless from beginning to end, the smell was like a mountain, the cold light flashed in his eyes, a large sword of energy appeared, and the light of water and fire emitted, rushing towards the front of him at great speed.

“Ah!”

The screams of the elderly in grey clothes rang in the distance, spitting a few bites of blood, the latter faster and disappearing blinking.