Chapter 907

Cold hum, a disciple of Tianhui's seat, said: "I have said that for a long time, my teacher has a high status. Let him ask Ye Chen to come to see you, but he won't come. Now, in the face of this, my teacher will never take care of it. "

Several Tianhui disciples all said that they would not interfere.

The other stars of the Yuan Ying Tian Jun, also stand by. For them, the Guangming clan is a front line. The earth belongs to the stars which are divided by them. Naturally, they don't want to see such prickly heads as leaf dust coming out.

The world is in turmoil, time passes like water

One night, a big bright palm with the size of Mu appeared in the sky over Northern Jiangsu and pressed against Henglan mountain. When the giant palm was still ten thousand meters away from the ground, the terrifying power was overwhelming, making the river of canglan river turbulent. Many ordinary people or low-level monks even knelt down to the ground with a thump, unable to bear the terrible pressure.

"It's Yuanying! The ancestors of the Guangming clan have done it. " Someone exclaimed.

"Chop!"

On the top of the Henglan mountain, Qingchuan Ying holds a broken sword and stands at the top of frost leaf Pavilion. With a cold face, she cuts into the void with a sharp sword. She cuts it out of thin air and makes a sharp sword, leaving a deep mark on the bright palm.

"Pooh Hoo!"

Countless God's blood, shining with pale gold, came down from the sky like the next blood rain.

"Ah!"

In the void, there was a heavy howl, and an angry voice came from the clouds: "frost leaf sect, we Guangming people will never die with you."

Qingchuan Ying's response to him is another sword.

"Shua Shua!"

The silvery sword spirit, chasing away from the sky, gathered hundreds of flying swords. Like the bright stars in the starry sky, they instantly entered the void and chased into the heaven and earth. Dozens of miles away from northern Jiangsu, they suddenly cut off a large amount of flesh and blood. In addition, half of the arms formed by light condensation were cut off from the void. They were tens of meters long and hit the ground, making a huge pit.

The ancestors of the Guangming clan screamed and fled eastward.

That night, the first World War, almost at the speed of light throughout the world, earth shaking. The ancestor of the Guangming clan attacked the frost leaf sect and was defeated?

In particular, some people learned from foreign friars that it was really an ancestor of Guangming people, and he was injured indistinctly, and even his arm was cut off.

"It turns out that the sword array of the frost leaf sect is so powerful. Ye Chen is not there. It falls into the hands of a little girl. It has infinite power and can kill Yuanying!" Some people sigh.

At first, many foreign hostile forces and many aristocratic families of the chaebols were suddenly quiet and did not dare to say a word. Even many foreign disciples look ugly.

"Some people look down on the frost leaf sect. With only these two swords, this array can be included in the peak sky array. Maybe it is more than that, and it can be classified into the level of semi divine array."

Luofan Tianjun spoke lightly.

"It's just a sword array. Can you protect one area at most? Can you get away from Henglan mountain?" The rest of us snorted.

Sure enough, someone soon tried to destroy a frost leaf sect stronghold in Southeast Asia. Although the frost leaf shrinks in an all-round way, the time is not enough. There are still a large number of people staying abroad, and they are suddenly suffering from disaster.

"Boom!"

With a full blow from the peak Zhenjun, like a small nuclear weapon, leveled off a mountain. Hundreds of disciples and deacons of the frost leaf sect died on the spot.

"What kind of shit frost leaf sect, just like ants, next." A foreign monk, who was shrouded in the dark fog and could not see his face, coldly hummed.

In all parts of the world, strongholds have been destroyed.

The frost leaf sect has spent more than half a year spreading its influence all over the world, and now it has become a soft spot for the enemy to attack. Almost every moment, countless frost leaf sect disciples and innocent human beings die.

Those foreign monks, whether they are frost leaf sect or not, can wipe out a town or village with one blow, killing and injuring hundreds or thousands of people. People all over the world, seeing this, clenched their fists and filled their eyes with hatred. Especially the people of the frost leaf sect, their eyes were dripping with blood and tears.

Haicheng.

"Bang!"

A strong man covered in the golden light, ruthlessly and mercilessly, turned into a hundred Zhang giant palm, one palm to smash the frost leaf building in the center of the city.

"Ants, if you want to blame, blame that bullshit Ye Chen. It's a death penalty for daring to provoke my Guangming people!"

He was shouting, his face was cold, and he was about to clap his hand on the frost leaf building.

"Shua --!"

There was a sharp sword between heaven and earth, which appeared out of thin air. In an instant, he penetrated through the golden light and cut him into two parts from the beginning to the end. The spirit and the golden elixir in the body were all hanged by the sword spirit.

"Flying sword?" There was a faint exclamation in the void.

The flying sword flashed away. It's not just in Haicheng. At the same time in China, all the foreign friars who dared to fight against the frost leaf sect were killed by a flying sword at the same time. There is a hidden Yuanying, who takes advantage of the situation to arrest the flying sword. Suddenly, hundreds of flying swords appear in the void. Under the leadership of a Tianbao flying sword, the strong one of Yuanying is almost killed.Xingxie sword array is suppressed by nine Tianbao level swords. It can be released with all one's strength and can kill nine Yuanying at the same time! Where the sword spirit reaches, the whole of China is covered by the sword array.

At that moment, the earth vibrated.

All of them were shocked by the power of Xingxie sword array.

It's no wonder that ye Chen dares to leave safely. The general Yuanying can't block the Xingxie sword array. When the monks abroad were depressed and the Guangming people were afraid. Tian Hui, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said:

"the frost leaf sect's array is very similar to that of an old friend of mine. I don't know if ye Tianjun got it from my old friend, or used other means to ask the frost leaf sect to solve his doubts. "

"What?"

The whole world was in a state of uproar. Tianhui Tianjun's words mean that ye Chen stole his old friend's star shaped sword array?

Qingchuan Ying and others were even more angry. Their faces were red. They opened their mouths and cursed angrily: "this is made by my master himself. It's a secret legend of our school. It's called Xingxie sword array. It's not the same as the bullshit star shaped sword array."

"Yes, Tianhui, you are bloody! You say it's similar. Take out the star sword array and show it to everyone. "

Tian Hui didn't answer, but he still said calmly: "Since ye Tianjun doesn't answer, I have to go to frost leaf in person. It's related to the inheritance of old friends' orthodoxy, so I have to do it."

With that, he really set out to control the bronze boat, which turned into a long rainbow and went down to the top of Henglan mountain to suppress the frost leaf sect.

Tianhui is extremely prosperous. Three young babies follow and dozens of golden elixirs are listed all over the body. The ancient boat was hundreds of feet long, shining with metal light, like the arrival of the God of war in the nine days.

Tianhui is close to him. No one knows how powerful this so-called first person in the galaxy is.

Even Qingchuan Yingdu is full of confidence in Ye Chen, but he is slightly shaken about whether the Xingxie sword array is his opponent.

"Since ye Tianjun is no longer here, I would like to ask the leader of Qingchuan yingdai to hand over this array diagram, so that I can distinguish whether it is an old friend's star sword array."

At the moment, Tian Hui is still kind-hearted, with white hair and whiskers floating, and says faintly.

Qingchuan Ying returns to him with only one sword.

"Shameless old thief, you dream!"