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Those young disciples are the future of the holy palace. If the future of the holy palace is killed here, what kind of scene will it be.

"I'll challenge you, black swordsman."

"You are too weak."

"Wuchongtian, the king of talent, ha ha..."

"I'll cut your head with a sword."

"The killing has begun. Oh, black swordsman, you should be careful!"

There are more and more voices in my ears. The powerful breath is fluctuating. The power of Arts, martial arts and even magic weapons are revived at this moment.

Li Yi raised his head slowly, and her cold look calmed a lot. The black sword was looming, and the sound of the sword was rippling from time to time.

There are nine sword moves in Jiutian sword technique, each of which can produce different power.

The eighth sword is dead, then the ninth sword

He has been in the imprinted world to observe the Mo, very serious evolution, how, power is not enough, charm is not enough, always feel the lack of something.

The ninth sword.

Hum!

Black sword shakes again, and seems to notice something.

But soon, that thought was suppressed by Li Yi. After all, he was unable to use such a sword. What about the magic power in Changsheng wood?

In the past, he has evolved countless times.

Whoa!

He took out the cloak and put it on silently. At this moment, he clearly perceived every change between heaven and earth, every wave in the void, and the flowing power fluctuation.

That magic power, it should be.

With his present state and the power of Tianbei, he can surely exert it.

He calmed down and calmed down. The black swordsman disappeared. It seemed that he was the only one left in the world. He was lonely, vicissitudes and inaction. He saw what ordinary people could not see and thought of many things.

At this moment, his heart more a kind of belief, that is invincible faith.

Boom!

The whole sky attacked and submerged here, people showed a startled look, his friends also worried, even ready to move.

But he stood there as always, very calm and calm. This kind of calm is like the breeze, and also like the lake without waves. It seems that there is no killing in his place.

"Ha ha! Black swordsman, have you given up resistance

"Go to hell!" Wanton laughter, arrogant words, cold eyes, all come together at this moment, pouring into here.

Magic power, all things are dead.

In Li Yi's heart, he thought of these words. He slowly raised his head and opened his eyes. His clothes were hunting and his hair was flying. All the breath, powerful power, aura, and the power of heaven and earth, laws and so on were all gathered at this moment.

Pen!

Above Li Yi's head, there is a black void gap, which is getting bigger and bigger. It extends from tens of meters to 100 meters, kilometers

Soon, soon, the crack covered his whole body.

People are awe stricken.

On top of the metal spaceship, the man in charge also frowned and felt uneasy in his heart.

"Is this?" Finally, someone noticed something was wrong. The void crack was swallowing their attack power. Moreover, the swallowing power was getting stronger and stronger.

Whoa!

The cracks covered the whole battlefield, and the vast sky was only black. All the disciples of the holy palace who came down from the splint were submerged in it.

TISS frowned.

The sky was dignified.

In the void, the powerful emperor narrowed his sight.

Click!

Boom

In such a terrible noise, the first scream came out of it.

On the splint, the old man finally moved. His face changed greatly, and his pupils shrank: "this is the magic power of Mingdu. Damn it, this is the magic power of Mingdu. Quickly, quickly stop him."

In the covered battlefield, there are at least 50 young disciples. They are the most excellent disciples in the inner door. The younger ones step into the realm of God King. As long as you give time to grow up, your future achievements will be limitless!

It can also be understood that that is the future of the holy palace.

But now, the future of their holy palace is covered by a magic power of the black swordsman.

There is no doubt that this is a terrible thing.

The powerful emperor also realized that, with a cold hum, he clapped his hands down and wanted to disintegrate the magic power.

However, what is moving is that his attack was also devoured by supernatural powers.

The old man strode forward, and a big bell flew out of his body. He zoomed in quickly. He wanted to suppress the magic power exerted by the black swordsman. But The clock fell, but there was no movement, and the connection with the clock was cut off.

The supernatural powers are still expanding. From several kilometers to tens of miles now, a series of ferocious and terrifying virtual images emerge from them. From a distance, it seems that the fierce ghosts in the depths of hell are trying to break free.Ah ah!

The shrill screams and desperation reverberate in the sky one after another.

There is no one who does not suffocate.

All the strong men and their disciples in the holy palace were frightened. The emperor and the old man had been fighting with anger and roaring, but it didn't help. They couldn't break the magic power.

After a long time, the magic power began to dissipate slowly, and the void became calm. However, there was no disciple of the holy palace. Only Li Yi was still, just like before.

Are you dead?

Are they dead?

It was the magic power of Hades. It was terrible.

Is the black swordsman going against the sky?

The only man who can subvert theocracy.

People suffocate, dazed, open their eyes, staring at the figure in the sky.

Without waiting for the strong man in the holy palace to react, he suddenly raised his head and watched the black fire which was about to fall down. With a buzz, the black sword burst out of itself, and then quickly enlarged.

"My sword is called the Tu Xing."

"My sword, it's not sharp."

"My sword, it's good."

"I am the black swordsman..." A bright and deep, but also with the vicissitudes of time words, reverberating in this piece of sky.

The black sword was cut against the burning flag. It was such a sword that it broke the killing of the divine soldiers of heaven and the plot planned by the holy palace for a long time.

This sword subverts heaven and earth.

At this moment, his Dharma, his people and his sword are all in one. His eyes are calm and terrifying, and his heart is extremely empty. There is only the black sword in his hand.

The release of the power of Tianbei has almost come to an end.

Boom

The sky collapsed, the black fire began to dissipate, and the whole Daming Lake returned to a clear sky.

After a long time, the dust disappeared. There was only one person, a sword. His figure looked extremely lonely. He was the man who could subvert the divine power in the legend.

When a thousand years later, the swordsman opened his eyes again. Who can remember his name?

When the years come, he returns again, whether his sword is as lonely as ever.

His name is black swordsman. He frightens ancient and modern swordsmen. But some people say that they are demons