"This is The breath of a high king? "

On the square of Sheshen temple, Tianjiao, a group of strange people's mansion, felt the surging power of ruthless people, and couldn't help a moment of turbulence.

How long has it been? The cruel man has taken this crucial step, from the six changes of legend to the seven changes of legend.

If others break through, they won't be too surprised, but with the ruthless inside information, continuous breakthrough seems very terrible, people can't believe it.

"This is the accumulation. Before Nanling Marquis, he took every step very solidly. When he reached the sixth change in the legendary realm, it came naturally and all the swords broke out one after another. We can't compare this accumulation."

Chen beixuan said with a shock in his eyes that the soul of the four gates and four levels sword was a terrible achievement. Even the Supreme Lord might not have such an achievement, but the cruel man just broke through to a high-level king.

This is the road of heavenly pride. We can't copy it. We can only look up to it. Before coming to the holy city, many holy heavenly pride boasted of their talent. Until then, they really felt the gap between them and cruel people.

Xie Xiaonan also felt great pressure at the moment when the ruthless man broke through. Under the ruthless man's imperial sword field, even the sword in his hand was out of control, and he had to bow down.

"Blade storm!"

All helpless, Xie Xiaonan eyes flashed a touch of determination, to urge the elixir in the Dantian, burst out a strong blow.

In a flash, the sharp gold sword spirit and the fierce wind sword spirit swept out at the same time, crossed together, and turned into a terrible sword wind storm, thousands of feet high, and roared to the cruel man like a raging wave.

At this time, the cruel man is still immersed in the feeling of breakthrough, feeling the strong fluctuation of the outside world, suddenly opens his eyes, and an unparalleled murderous spirit flashes away from his pupils.

Shua!

The quadrupole sword field, which revolves around the cruel man, stops abruptly and turns into four magic swords, each holding one side. The magic sword standing in front of the cruel man is as black as ink. The sword is seven feet long and exudes profound destructive power. Even the surrounding void is slightly distorted and can't bear its erosion.

The cruel man glanced at the storm of the sword blade, raised his hand, grasped the soul of the destruction sword in front of her, and burst out from her with an air of arrogance, and suddenly split forward.

"Boom! Boom

When the sword light arrived, the void was engulfed one after another, forming a black hole passage. It rolled all the way and came to the front of the sword blade storm, which immediately opened a huge hole in the storm.

This is the supremacy of the superior sword meaning. The destruction of the sword meaning is born in the destruction, which is not comparable to the ordinary sword meaning.

However, a few moments later, the terrible blade storm was completely engulfed by the soul of the destruction sword, and continued to chop Xie Xiaonan.

"No, no!"

Xie Xiaonan screams desperately, offering the picture of ten thousand swords of stars. The stars appear everywhere, ready to make the last fight.

"You are defeated."

The cruel voice suddenly appears behind Xie Xiaonan. She has mastered the void way, and combined with the sword light flying technique, her body method is almost unimaginable.

At the moment when the voice fell, the cruel man raised his hand once. The three sword spirits of fire, ice and water responded to the call at the same time and gathered together to form a three color magic sword, reflecting the world.

"Bang!"

There was a huge roar. Under the attack of two powerful attacks, Xie Xiaonan's defense was smashed even though he was protected by Xingchen wanjiantu, and his whole body was strangled by the sword.

Tianjiao and Tiangang guard of Dali temple were shocked at the same time. Xie Xiaonan, the God of sword, died in the hands of a Tianjiao. The news of this event can shake the world.

In the eyes of ruthless people, there is no happiness or sorrow. Xie Xiaonan is an excellent sharpening stone, which makes her accumulation of hard learning sword break out. If it is not for Xie Xiaonan's pressure, it will take her at least a year and a half to break through to the realm of high-level king.

With the wind blowing, she rolled up the cruel three feet of green silk. She slightly raised her left hand and caught the star ten thousand sword picture falling from the sky. There were countless stars on display, two of which were shining. She could feel the vigorous sword spirit.

As long as the ruthless person merges this star ten thousand sword picture, he can improve the quality of his ten thousand sword picture, and obtain Xie Xiaonan's sharp gold sword soul and fast wind sword soul.

This is a trial set by the ancient sword king. All the swordsmen who have the star ten thousand sword pictures are opponents. The winner devours the soul of the loser until the last one is left. He has the all embracing sword spirit and creates a new era of kendo.

But now the cruel man has no time to refine this picture of stars and swords. Instead, he puts it away and looks up at the battle in the air.

Li ling'er, who was attached to the emperor of the early Dynasty, and Cao Zhengming, who was the peak of the quasi emperor, were also in a white battle. All the powerful people gathered around to marvel at the earth shaking power.

With the power of the early emperor, even if it was just a ghost, it was not Cao Zhengming's enemy. The key was that Li ling'er's body was too weak to carry the divine power. It was like a baby waving a sledgehammer. It had no power but power. Cao Zhengming often avoided it. On the contrary, the holy city was devastated by the hegemonic power and was full of ruins.After watching a little, Cao Zhengming got the upper hand. A cold color appeared in the cruel eyes. A golden light burst out from her body. It was a golden bell without a beginning, and it was thrown into the black and white Taiji picture in the sky.

Intuition tells her that this mysterious Taiji diagram is one of the sources of Cao Zhengming's strength.

"You're looking for death!"

Seeing the cruel man's action, Cao Zhengming was really in a hurry. He put aside Li linger and pressed the cruel man with one palm.

This palm is close to the power of the Immortal Emperor, which makes the world pale.

"Boom!"

At the critical moment, Li ling'er flew in front of her and took the palm for her. The purple light in her eyes was dim and fell from the sky like a weak willow.

The cruel man rushed to catch Li ling'er's body, but he didn't want to change suddenly at this time.

"Hand over the real spirit of the early emperor!"

In Mount Taihuang, the eternal imperial mausoleum erupts with unparalleled imperial power. The emperor Zhenling of the past dynasties, who has been sleeping in it, takes the opportunity to show that dozens of ancient imperial seals bombard Li ling'er, in order to take back Li ling'er's early emperor Zhenling.

How can a cruel man agree? Li ling'er is now suffering a heavy blow. She has to hang her life by the power of the early emperor. If she gives up the real spirit now, she will die.

Thinking of this, the cruel man takes Li ling'er behind him, takes off the ice Spirit Necklace and bravely greets the dozens of ancient imperial seals.

The city's attention is focused on this! 、、.。

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