Chapter 163

Is the understatement of throwing the sword not afraid of death?

Look at this.

Emperor Nandu narrowed his eyes, the long ears of biyou palace, the heart of the elders of dingguang palace suddenly trembled, and the literary ministers of the Qin Dynasty trembled

They stared at the mysterious realm and peeped into the heaven and earth.

The dryland sword is thrown out and flies to the big array.

At this time, the holy arrow came. The golden and black sunshine broke the mountains and rivers. All evils had to retreat and dare not appear in the world. The two magic weapons were used to overcome demons and monsters.

Fang Xuan had nothing else to use.

In the face of this saint's peerless arrow.

A white and flawless hand stretched out like a peerless warm jade, with a faint halo on the fingertips, like the dawn

This is the real female.

"It's no longer a fierce sword. Isn't that a big array..."

Prince Hai's pupils contracted.

On the other side.

Ning Yuxuan suddenly appeared in the imperial palace of the southern dipper Dynasty. He stood in front of the xuanjing, and his eyes were deep to the extreme.

All princes salute when they see it, including emperor Nandu and empress.

However.

Ning Yuxuan ignored it and stared at the xuanjing without blinking.

"What kind of power does that mean?" he opened his mouth, as if to ask himself or to the people in the palace.

Wen Yan, everyone looked at each other.

Everyone looks at each other in the same way and is puzzled.

They also don't know what power it is and what means it is displayed.

Another amazing means.

More mysterious than ever, too much.

Ning Yuxuan's eyes narrowed and his cold flash flashed. The power of that finger made him palpitate through the mysterious realm. He couldn't imagine what kind of power it was.

The only thing I can be sure of is that it's not a dry sword, let alone a resentful dark stone.

Four eyes, ancient gods, Taoist dust

Those great people in the past, the strong in the holy land, all had thoughts.

"What kind of magic power is this?" Zhang chengshuang held the bow and stood in front of the south gate, staring at Fang Xuan.

"Flowers bloom."

Fang Xuan held the dryland sword, his mouth was slightly raised, and his conversation was as warm as jade.

Flowers bloom?

The world is pondering.

This finger is just like its name. At the fingertip, everything blooms, and the holy arrow becomes a star spot, like a blooming beautiful light flower.

An invincible potential, a kind of hegemony after flowers bloom!

The name of flowers is soft, but no one dares to belittle it, and no one can despise it.

"Have you ever heard of a supernatural power before?"

Zhang chengshuang's eyes were as deep as ink, and the Jade Emperor's robe was ringing in the cold wind of nine days.

"This is the first time it has appeared in the world."

Fang Xuan's soft voice swings in the heaven and earth.

The young master in white turned his head slightly and looked down at the mountains and rivers. He raised the pointed Xianyu palm.

"It was born by me and naturally appeared by me."

Language closure.

All the brilliance between heaven and earth is gone, leaving only a wisp of soft brilliance.

This means more.

Heaven and earth turned upside down, heaven and earth faded, emptiness broke, nothingness appeared. The fingertips were thousands of miles away from Zhang chengshuang, but they directly pointed to him.

Zhang chengshuang's eyes burst into fine light, and there was a white fairy fog all over his body, which seemed like the fairy gas in the legend, ethereal and dusty.

Feixian emperor Sutra works!

Boom!

The void collapses, and the order and rules are chaotic. The world enters the great collapse, as if it has come to all the end. In the silence, only the ethereal meaning is revealed in the space.

Through the ages, only immortality and immortality!

The holy heavenly bow is transformed into a golden golden golden black knife. The blade clangs, and the nine golden black wings spread, flying in the ethereal space of the fairyland.

Zhang chengshuang cut a knife.

The four directions of heaven and earth, Six Harmonies and eight wastelands, nine days and ten places solidified at this moment, and passed at this moment.

"Flying immortal knife, ten thousand years in a flash."

The world recognized the knife.

The divine power of emperor Tao created by Emperor Feixian, which is recorded in emperor Feixian's Sutra.

The nine golden crows roared and roared. They spread their wings and soared upward, like nine big suns. They suddenly fell on Fang Xuan to kill him.

It refers to touching Jinwu.

The world is quiet, and everyone has raised it.

The slender and flawless white hands did not stop at all. The fingertips pointed to nine golden crows. The golden crows whined and the sad sound shook the world.

Like poking through the paper, the golden black festooned, and nine golden flame flowers opened in nine days. It was beautiful and frightening.

This hand stretched out to castrate, still leisurely and leisurely towards Zhang chengshuang.

Here comes the flying immortal blade

The broken space and the silent scene are like a painting solidification and clicking. This world-wide painting is like a mirror broken and torn.

One pointed directly at Zhang chengshuang.

Dong!!

A heavy sound spread all over the world, as if the Buddha had struck a hundred thousand wake-up bell, and as if there was a great sound of all nations sacrificing the heaven.

Refers to being blocked by the large array.

The vast heaven and earth, the fairy mountain collapsed and collapsed, and the fairyland was quiet. This is a stone flower, a flower with the mountain as the body.

One finger blossoms.

After the flowers bloom, a hundred flowers kill.

The world is dull. This flower is destined to be recorded in the annals of history like Fang Xuan, leaving a thick page.

Everyone was shocked beyond measure.

"Is this the magic power he created?" the soul of the Holy Son of the sword God trembled. He heard Fang Xuan's words and knew that this was his magic power.

A peer created such a magic power.

The son of the sword God clenched his hands and trembled. He was frightened and felt that he was too different from him.

"I've been looking forward to fighting with you, and this war really didn't disappoint me." Zhang chengshuang opened his mouth and he walked out of the South Tianmen gate.

Boom!

This cold and heartless person of the emperor took a step to shake the thirty-three heaven.

He came for Fang Xuan. Today, naturally, there must be a victory or defeat and an end, and this war is inevitable.

He went up to heaven and set foot in the starry sky. The battlefield outside the sky belongs to the monks. If he fought in the nine days, tianxianguan, Feixian Daqin battlefield and the border of Feixian shenchao would be destroyed and completely destroyed. No living creature would survive and everything would be silent.

The buzzing sound of heaven and earth.

The large array of Shangqing Dynasty also flew out of the sky. It became infinite, as if a piece of heaven and earth rushed out of the world and entered the starry sky. The collapsed Fairy Island seemed to go back in time, and it was restored to its original state during this period.

The magic weapon refined from heaven is naturally not bad. If Fairy Island is not broken, it means it will repair itself.

The world looks up, there is more heaven and earth in the starry sky, mountains and rivers, fairy islands, clouds and fog, the Milky way falls for nine days, water waterfalls are fast and the sound of water is gurgling.

Fang Xuan holds the sword.

He didn't have any killing spirit. He didn't look like an invincible strong man. He stepped into the sky, and his steps were still like that. He was careless, and there was no smell of fireworks. He was detached from the common world.

Seemingly slow steps, but in the blink of an eye, disappeared into the Jiuchong sky.

Boom!

At this moment, the two most powerful and holy figures disappeared in the moment of the battlefield of heaven and earth, and the vision that existed because of them slowly dissipated.

The vision of heaven's revelation was hazy.

It seems to hide into nothingness and become a legend in the monastic world again, but it is not seen like the golden ripples in the Jiuchong sky.

The first golden ripples, the starting point of an Ran's appearance, also disappeared. The golden ripples are Fang Xuan's footprints. Because of his existence, heaven and earth have become golden. Now he has disappeared and disappeared.

The strange, slowing time vision disappeared.

Heaven and earth vibrate and hum

Boom!

The arrow feather stopped because of Zhang Cheng's double air engine moved again.

"No!"

"Why do saints give up on us?!"

The friars of the flying fairy God roared, unwilling and frightened.

"It's all Fang Xuan." Leshan Wang roared.

The arrival of this man changed the whole situation of the war.

Zhang chengshuang's original Qi machine locked the holy arrow. The holy arrow did not fall, but Fang Xuan appeared and fought with Zhang chengshuang in a short time, so that Zhang chengshuang had no chance to get rid of the holy arrow. In the end, Zhang chengshuang completely gave up the holy arrow and chose to fight with Fang Xuan tianwai.

He is a cold-blooded emperor.

After making the decision, he didn't procrastinate. He stepped out of the sky and didn't look at the flying immortal army from beginning to end.

Leshan King started, he wanted to fly the holy arrow to block its whereabouts.

So did the other four princes.

There's still a chance!

The holy arrow has been suppressed by Zhang Cheng's double Qi machine, and its strength has long been weakened. It is far worse than before. Their joint efforts can absolutely defeat it.

"Want to go!!" Kuang Chengsi's voice came.

"Boom!"

The yin-yang bronze tripod turned upside down in the air. Kuang Chengsi broke free and bullied the five kings of Leshan without giving them a chance.

"You want to die."

The princes of Tianluo palace were extremely angry.

However, Kuang Chengsi responded to him with a knife, which was as bright as a river of stars, and the Qi of the brilliant knife shook the world.

"Sacrifice the magic weapon!"

The flying immortal army roared at the strong.

They don't want to wait to die. They want to resist. Maybe they have a chance

Everyone broke out together.

At this moment.

Boom!!

The holy arrow fell to the ground and destroyed the resistance.

A terrible holy power exploded between heaven and earth. Chaos drowned the flying immortal army like a big wave, and the sound of panic was covered up.

The Runes of rules and order surged, the mountains collapsed, the water flowed back, the void became a mirror and was completely broken, and the smell of terrible destruction filled the whole battlefield.

The light is dazzling.

Everyone subconsciously closes their eyes.

When they open their eyes, their pupils contract suddenly.

The strongmen of Daqin were silent. They saw the tragedy of the world!

A huge pit emerged, and the earth formed a huge basin, which was full of blood, meat foam, blood mud, broken armor and iron.

"Ah!!"

There was a great army of flying immortals. The strong screamed and cut through the sky. His arm was broken and blood was like a column.

Some of them are still alive, not all of them are dead.

After all, this arrow was suppressed and consumed most of its strength. Rao was so. Still, 700000 people died.

The army of the flying immortal Dynasty was killed and injured countless times.

The army of the Qin Dynasty trembled. This is the arrow of the holy soldier. If there is no peace, if there is no Fang Xuan, they will receive the arrow of the holy heavenly bow in their heyday. How much can they survive?

"Damn it!"

Zhenshen, the strong man of the flying immortal Dynasty, was cold all over and his hair stood up.

They are very angry and have a splitting heart!

The forces waiting to see all this are also timid. This arrow completely lost the advantage of the flying immortal army, and one arrow swallowed 800000 lives

Hong Ying, a disciple of the empress palace, trembled.

This is a terrible meat grinder. The war between the imperial and divine Dynasties was more tragic than she could imagine.

Some young female disciples have vomited.

Not only in the female emperor's palace, many young disciples of biyou palace, Jin family, sword god holy land, Bajing palace, Qingxuan ancient sect and other forces trembled and vomited.

They are still young, not determined, and have never seen such a picture. They live a comfortable life and don't know what cruelty is.

Look at the disciples.

The high-level officials of emperor and Taoism are silent.

This is why they let their disciples watch the war at a huge cost.

"Ease is the most terrible devil." Gu Sanmo whispered.

He looked at the sea of blood.

Gu Sanmo's heart trembles.

"Kill!"

"Kill all the enemies!!"

The children of the Qin Dynasty moved. They roared hysterically. They did not sympathize with the tragedy of the flying immortal Dynasty, but were deeply angry.

For hundreds of years, the great Qin Dynasty has been under various pressures, and the flying immortal Dynasty is one of the biggest oppressors. How can they sympathize with them? If there is no existence of Mr. An'an, Ran Ran Ran and Fang Xuan, this tragedy happened to them.

"Rush!"

"Kill me, kill them, keep a good formation and protect their companions!"

"Kill it."

The cry of killing spread all over the world. At the moment when the holy arrow fell and bloomed, the army of Daqin rushed over. They were brave and fearless. At this time, they should rush over while the enemy didn't respond.

Boom!

Millions of troops collided with everything in an instant.

When the blood was spilled, the beast opened its big mouth, bit the warrior, shook its head, tore out a large amount of blood, and the meat flew everywhere.

Swords and swords hit each other, sparks splashed everywhere, golden goblins and iron horses, banners were strong, and the sound of killing and cutting turned into an epic war song.

"Dead!!"

Tu Sinan roared. He took an axe and swallowed mountains and rivers with great momentum.

He was stained with the enemy's blood and split the friar of Tianhuo sect who took in the mountain. His blood splashed and his spirit was dim and screamed endlessly.

"Kill!"

The sound of fighting spread between the two armies.

The flying immortal god Dynasty collided with the army of the Qin Dynasty. The fierce war animals trampled the earth and vomited hot white gas.

The killing Qi swept the universe, which was completely different from the previous method.

This is the killing of the flesh, the exchange of knives and halberds, the struggle between life and death, and never die.

"Poof..."

In the sky, a powerful monk coughed up blood and staggered backward.

In a moment, a shot pierced his chest, and a black wolf bit the monk's head into the air, pulling out even the spirit.

This is the friar. He is the army of the flying immortal god Dynasty. He belongs to the Tianluo palace and immediately fell on the battlefield.

Li Ding fought.

He fought with a practitioner and slapped him with the sound of wind and thunder.

The practitioners were forced back after the collision, but this did not mean victory. There was a sword behind Li Ding.

Hiss

Blood splashed out and Li Ding staggered forward.

Li Dinggen couldn't cry in pain. He raised his knife and swung it back.

There was a crash.

The sky became dim, and rain fell on everyone's faces.

It's not rain, it's blood.

It was a huge war bird belonging to the Qin Dynasty. It was cut off. The blood was red and touched people's hearts. The smell of blood was diffuse.

The blood fell on the soldiers of the Qin Dynasty. There was no time to wipe it.

They fought hard, and their eyes turned red in the end. Life has become the most worthless thing here.

In this terrible battlefield, Xiaodou's figure also appeared in it.

He was afraid, but he had to spread his legs to kill the enemy.

He nearly died several times. He experienced transformation from fear to numbness at the beginning to anger at the end.

He is really lucky that he is still alive

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