Thunder Martial

Looking at the baptismal edge of the second layer, Purple once again handed out the stick and shield.

No, no, no, no!

Just like the last time, both returned again, obviously this layer of baptism does not look the same.

It made the purple tinkle, and then he shook his head, a little helpless.

But that's a good thing.

And the last two layers, he's not worried at all.

Just as he retracted the two Saint Soul soldiers, the whole Saint Mountain suddenly shook up, and the stick and shield in his hand began to tremble, releasing the air of solemn killing.

So much so that the purple look was slight, somewhat unknown, so.

Because he felt a strong sense of war from the stick and the shield.

With doubt, he entered the third floor.

Just after coming to this floor, the ground wobbled harder, and all the appearing saint soldiers, the tip was trembling in one direction, constantly.

Or worship.

It's like worshipping a monarch!

Wuthering!

The war will released on the shield stick in Zixuan's hand is even stronger.

Subconsciously, the purple gaze is looking in the direction pointed at the tip, eyes slightly narrowed.

Cloud Rain Sword, at the end of the Hundred Soldiers list.

Just the 100th.

But it still sparked tremendous movement, because none of the weapons that made it to the 100 ranks, none of which belonged to any good, were unruly kings on Mount Saint Soldier.

His momentum had changed at the moment Saint Len held the Rain Sword in his hand.

She felt a strong threat from the sword as the mountains she was pursuing stopped.

The mountain does not know the Rain Sword, but Saint Lun naturally knows the origin of this soldier. At this moment, he can't help but smile coldly: “Not only do you have to die today, but your weapon belongs to me! ”

A sword is cut off, with infinite intent to kill.

The stone of miracles flew up, blocked in front of the mountain, and its surface flowed with a mysterious light, which was also the first time it had been attacked as a guardian.

Swordlight fell on the stone of miracles, and infinite light erupted, such as flames, and the air waves rolled.

Powerful air waves fluctuate, spreading and striking the sky.

The mountain quickly retreated, and the stone of miracles followed, facing the blow of the rain sword, it was intact.

Saint Len's expression remained unchanged, one sword fell again.

With such divine weapons in hand, most battles can be solved without any need for soul technique.

At this time, the mountains are constantly failing.

St. Lund's steps were tight, sword slashed after sword slash slash slash slash.

The face of the mountain grew paler and paler, and if the stone of miracles had not been of exceptional quality, she would have lost.

“The Last Sword, Death! ”

Ice-cold sounds rang, and Saint Lund stepped forward again, the whole sky trembled, and countless clouds and rain swept over his sword.

At this moment, suddenly there was a sword coming from afar and headed straight for Saint Lund.

This sword light is extremely fast, it's kind of a sneak attack, but of course it's also to save people.

Saint Lund snorted coldly and turned to his sword.

There is an additional sword mark in the sky.

Boom!

The flying sword light immediately went away.

Looking at that distant sword light, Saint Lun frowned with dissatisfaction. His rainstorm sword was one of a hundred soldiers, extremely sharp. Not only was there no strange weapon in the mountains at the moment, but even this weapon of sneak attack could not hurt at all.

You know, his previous weapon, extremely high quality, is still shattered.

The sword light went away and a man appeared in the sky. It was Blue Lonely Dream.

After seeing Blue Lonely Dream, Saint Lun's face became colder. He naturally knew that the other party was on the purple side of the party. He said indifferently: “I thought I could only kill one this time. Since you were so anxious to die, it would be better for both of you! ”

As the stick and shield sensed, Purple also sensed more from the ghost.

Blue orphan dreams, for example, are on this floor.

Because the ghost feels the aura of the Blue Dragon Beast, there can be a special exchange between the two.

So he squeezed an extra chill in his eyes, because the Blue Dragon Beast told him that Blue Lonely Dream was currently in danger.

“Go, look who's dead and alive! ”

Just as Purple Pearl walked deep, Purple Pearl's plate opened again, this time about whether Purple Pearl could defeat Saint Lun.

The odds on both sides are now one-on-one, which is clearly just the beginning.

The situation is still precarious, but no one is anxious to bet, because the purple side, with three men, is not weak and has an absolute advantage in numbers.

At the same time, there is another message coming out of Holy Mountain's big gambling archives, which is another confrontation between martial arts.

This reminds many older generations of the battle many years ago.

At that time, the bequeather of shock fighting defeated, and the Holy Mountain Gambling House lost a large amount of blue crystal coins, which led to a huge loss, and the owner of Easy.

Years later, the martial arts heirs are reproduced, obviously another confrontation.

Looking forward in the picture, Ole's mood became more complicated. He didn't care about the discussion around him. After all, after all so many years, there was no point in pursuing what was then.

At the moment, Purple is his hope and all he has to offer.

“It's up to you if I can shame you before the snow blows. ”

Ole whispered, "Hope you get the final glory. ”

In the image, the purple flies at extreme speeds and the target is very clear.

In his past, countless holy soldiers who were supposed to be stopped were evading, a situation that had occurred on the first two levels and was now re-emerging, which was no longer so strange.

As he approached his destination, he felt strong shock fluctuations from which he felt familiar.

“Saint Lund! ”

Thus, far apart, the purple clap shouted, such as the Nine Heavenly Thunderclap exploded, spreading towards the distance.

The energy fluctuations ahead spread and the battle paused.

Noah stood with Blue Lonely Dream, both very pale in their faces, not weak in combat, but too horrible a weapon for Saint Lund.

Holding a rain sword in his hand, Shengren stood in the air and heard a purple voice. He turned around and looked at the distance, with a glimmer of irony appearing at the corner of his mouth, "Looks like this is yet another one sent to die. ”

With the Rain Sword in his hand, he has absolute confidence in his own power.

It can be said that in this Saint Soldier's Mountain, he is invincible!

Purple appeared in the sight of Saint Len and stepped forward.

He saw Saint Len and naturally Noah and Blue Lonely Dream.

"Go to the next level first," said Purple. ”

Naturally, they don't want to.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine," said Purple. Besides, this is the battle between the two of us, a battle that belongs to the fighting technique! ”

This is also the battle of the mission of fighting technique.

Purple also promised Ole that he would defeat Saint Lun with a fighting technique hall.