Liu Mie ranked eighth, and there were seven God killers behind him!
If white night wants to dominate this war, we must destroy them all!
Therefore, he can't waste too much energy on Liu Mie! Quick war and quick decision is the king's way. The best way is to destroy it with the dragon sword!
Liu Mie never thought that the power of the sword on his waist was so terrible. When the sword body came out of the sheath, he felt a kind of lingering fear, and he almost subconsciously retreated.
However, it's too late to escape again after the sword has come out...
chi!
The terrifying sword spirit, like the divine power of the vast, instantly penetrated his body and completely cut off his left shoulder to his right waist.
After the jump of the current out, retreat to a hundred meters to stop.
He didn't move any more, and the billions of streamers suddenly disappeared and turned into a body thin sword. After hovering in the air for a while, it cracked into two parts...
the sword was destroyed... And people died!
Shenwu people all breathe a stagnation, of course, there is no joy before.
Nine souls here instantly excited, countless people from the position to jump up, excited shouting.
But soon, the atmosphere cooled.
"Cough..."
Liu Mie covered his mouth and coughed twice, choking a lot of blood from his mouth...
"you are the first one."
The dragon sword is put into the scabbard.
The unknown old man, unaware of the distance, opened his eyes wide.
"This... This sword, what sword is it?" Liu Mie said with difficulty.
"Dead dragon."
The white night is light.
"Dead dragon sword?" Liu Mie's eyes twinkled with doubt, but he was soon replaced by shock: "is it the sword... The sword recorded by the ancestors... Impossible... Does this sword appear on the land of nine souls again?"
He retreated again, but his frightened eyes were covered with stillness, and the man was powerless.
But look at his head a skew, body split in two, heavy fall on the ground.
The Shenwu people were terrified.
Eighth in the list of killing gods... Killed by a sword in the night!
At this moment, Shenwu team was dead, and the eyes of countless people were filled with despair...
the God killers were so easily killed!
Who else can subdue white night?
Finally Yan raised his head and his hoarse voice fell out again.
"That sword..."
"dead dragon!"
Golden hand closed his eyes and read slowly.
"Dead dragon sword?"
Huang Quan's face changed slightly: "that legendary sword?"
"What? Is that a legendary sword
"This son actually has the legendary sword... How can this be possible?"
"No wonder he is confident that he will fight against my murderer. It turns out that he relies on me so much!"
Shenwu people boiling up, countless eyes tightly locked in the waist of the white night, one by one.
Obviously, Shenwu people have recognized the sword.
"It has been recorded in our historical records that the sword of the dead dragon is strong when it is strong! A strong man of any level is a level in front of this sword, and the physical strength is a strength! In front of this sword, on the contrary, the weaker the man is, the more he can live. "
Luocha girl's eyes twinkled with a different luster. The charming eyes were locked in the white night. Lilac tongue licked her red lips and said with a smile: "such a handsome person... It's really worth pitying..."
when this was said, a glance from the dark swept towards her.
"Well?" Luochanu squinted at a woman with a veil on her face.
"What? Does my sister like this sword? Or do you like this person? " Luocha girl smiles.
Women don't speak.
"The dragon sword is here. Even if you are the Lord Zhongyan, the boy is a threat to you. After all, others can't break your body. How about that sword? Mr. Zhong Yan, consider it? Why don't you just go up and end this boring duel? " Luocha female water Lingling eyes a turn, looking at the end Yan smile way.
Finally Yan did not pay attention to, slightly side head, swept the eye field and sit cross knee, is recovering the strength of the white night, light way: "gold hand hall Lord."
"Well?"
The golden hand looked up slightly.
"Can you... Borrow that?" In the end, there is a light way.
The golden hand frowned.
That thing?
The soul around him is in a fog.
What is that thing?
Only some seed killers and the existence on the list of killing gods changed their faces.
What it was, they had a vague guess.
"It's a sacred thing that the magistrate ordered me to keep. How can I borrow it?" Gold hand serious way.
"But if this Shenwu battle fails again, will the palace master think about the mood of the magistrate?" In the end, there is a light way.
The words fell, and the golden hand was silent.Xiao Li Yan stares at the gold hand tightly. He knows what Xiao Zhong Yan said.
It was almost the judge's personal belongings. However, the magistrate was not in the adjudication hall all the year round. He was worried that the golden hand could not suppress the chaotic situation in Shenwu land, so he handed it to the magistrate to suppress the powerful Shenwu people.
"Lord goldhand don't worry about not getting it back. I'll return it safely since it's borrowed by me." Finally Yan again, hoarse low voice has a kind of supreme deterrent.
"Since you have said that, well, we will take it out for the time being and help you win the decisive battle."
The golden hand finally made a decision. When he flipped his hand, a golden paper appeared in his palm.
"Master of the temple!"
Xiao Liyan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but was stopped by the gold hand.
"No need to say more! I believe in the end
Gold hand light way, hand a lift, golden paper piece flew out.
There was a scream around.
"That's... Magic paper?"
Someone recognized the baby.
"Oh, my God, the holy paper of your honor!"
"It's said that this thing can achieve everything... It's a real God!"
Countless people are eager to see through, but they dare not have the heart of greed. This is the property of the judge. Who dares to plan it?
God paper flies out and falls in front of the final Yan.
Finally Yan raised a hand with a black glove, dragged the God paper, spin son murmur what.
A strange and obstinate formula came out of his mouth, like a divine seal, and hit it on the divine paper. Then, as soon as the man waved his hand, the divine paper rose into the sky.
"The spring of death!"
Finally Yan lightly read a sentence.
Huang Quan, who killed God, immediately got up and clasped his fist at Zhongyan: "Lord Zhongyan, what's your command?"
"Do you dare to fight the white night with this thing?" Finally, he asked.
Huang Quan's eyes trembled, and his expression was a little excited: "my Lord, do you really trust to give this thing to me?"
"I only ask if you dare to fight!" At the end of the day.
"Why not?"
Huang Quan was so happy that he clapped his hands and said: "if you would like to borrow this from huangquan, huangquan will kill the white night!"
"Good!"
Finally Yan nodded and waved again, the paper flew toward the yellow spring.
"Then I will order you to take off the white night's head and take back the dead dragon sword!"
"Yes
Huang Quan is so happy that he grabs the magic paper and rushes to the duel field.
The two continents broke out again.
"Huangquan, No.5 in the list of killing gods!"
Someone called out to remind the white night.
Sixth, seventh, simply not send, directly send the fifth strong?
Open your eyes at night, stand up and stare at the visitors.
It was a man full of dead breath. He had a bone knife hanging around his waist, but he held a piece of golden paper in his hand, which was amazing.
You can't just throw away the paper.
The paper trembled twice, and immediately turned into a transparent curtain around the yellow spring.
What is this?
"White night, how do you want to die?"
Huang Quan mouth corner smile way.
"The people who asked me how I died are dead." The white night is light.
"Ha ha, crazy enough, but soon you can't get mad!"
Huang Quan rushed over with a bone knife.
With a knife, the mountains and rivers are still.
The white night raises the sword to throw, the sword Jue spreads.
The shadow of the sword in the sky is like a big wave. It blows on the bone knife, which makes the blade in disorder.
Huang Quan was frightened, but he was not flustered. He turned over and waved his hand, and a soul method was offered.
"Death to bury!"
Come on!
At that time, the whole body of the white night was filled with a breath of death, and began to erode his body madly.
This dead air ignores the physical defense and directly corrupts the body and gnaws at life. The flesh and blood of the white night is withering at the speed visible to the naked eye.
"The secret of green emperor's eternal life!" Drink in the daytime.
The withered flesh and blood began to recover immediately.
"Cut hell with a knife!"
If you drink it again, it will fall.
"Sky Sword array!"
In the white night, he stabbed his sword into the ground. The shadow of the sword exploded and turned into a huge sword circle. He surrounded huangquan and began to assassinate crazily.
Huang Quan threw it in a hurry. The sword resisted him, but he couldn't resist it. His sword spirit, speed and soul skill in the white night were too much.
It's enough to be on the list!
"Forget it! Don't waste time! Use the magic paper directly
Huang Quan's eyes showed a wisp of madness. He suddenly lifted the bone knife and quickly waved it to the transparent golden curtain in front of him. It was like writing something with a knife instead of a pen.White night eyebrows slightly wrinkled.
Before he had time to see what he was writing, suddenly, his chest was hit hard, and a strong force filled the whole body of the white night, and people instantly flew out and hit the barrier severely.
Bang!
White night landing, difficult to climb up, but the corner of the mouth is bleeding.
Whoa!
There was an uproar on the mainland of nine souls...
the invincible white night... Was injured!
"What's going on?"
Yan Di frowned and stood up to question.
"That thing... It's magic paper
The wine emperor cried out.
"Holy paper? Isn't that the judge's stuff? How could it be in this man! "
"It's a legend! The power of internal sealing is the ultimate truth... "
" it's hard! "
The faces of the great emperors were deep.
"Elder martial sister, what is divine paper?" Bai xiaorou nervously asks Mu Lian behind her.
Mu Lian shook her head. She didn't know.
That kind of thing can only be known by the high-level of Shenwu continent.
Countless people worry about it.
Shenwu mainland people really do not break the means, even take out this kind of thing.
The white night wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the yellow spring. However, he wrote a huge character on the golden curtain with a knife as his pen. The font was slowly disappearing. Huangquan looked at it quietly, and his mouth was smiling.
When the typeface disappears completely, he picks up the knife again quickly.
This time, it's a dead word!
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