Jun Changqing didn't know what was tender hearted and soft hearted. As soon as he bound up the white night, he immediately started to erase it.
This sword carries the extraordinary terror of the golden age of the abandoned God sword, as if to destroy everything.
But just as soon as the sword came.
Whoosh!
The sword of the dead dragon suddenly flew out by itself and ran into the abandoned sword.
Dang!
The blade of the abandoned sword is broken.
Jun Changqing frowned and raised her head abruptly.
I saw a group of Hongbing soldiers, such as Yeyao sword, Lihuang sword and split spear, falling from the sky and killing Jun Changqing directly.
"Well?"
Jun Changqing was a little surprised, and her eyebrows were also tightly wrinkled, and she suddenly buckled the sword to defend herself.
After drinking, he suddenly burst out several branches behind him. Each of them held the abandoned magic sword and kept attacking the fallen Hongbing.
He waved the sword one after another small black waves, each of which would flick Hongbing to Shengsheng.
However, after these Hongbing were smashed, they would not give up and harass Jun Changqing crazily.
Seven Hongbing soldiers were frantically besieged.
It's sword fighting!
Jun Changqing can see it.
But this kind of sword control ordinary flying sword is enough to control Hongbing... Isn't that a joke?
How can Hongbing be controlled by this technique?
Jun Changqing was puzzled by all his thoughts.
But this is not the time to chat.
"Maybe I don't understand Hong Bing as well as you, but I have to tell you! What you are facing now is not just a Hongbing, but eight! It's eight pieces of dead dragon sword! Do you think you can handle these people? "
Drink in the white night, and then control the dead dragon sword and chop to the king Changqing.
Jun Changqing's face became tight, and a stand in darted out.
The sword in the white night cuts the sky.
But the pressure released by this sword is to shake Jun Changqing out.
He fell back to the top of the mountain and watched the white night again.
Bai Ye didn't control Hongbing to pursue Jun Changqing. After all, the energy consumed by such a close-up imperial sword was huge, which he could not afford.
Jun Changqing didn't launch any more attacks, and he untied his body with the breath of dead dragon.
He fell to the ground again, raised his hand, and the sword of the dead dragon fell on his wrist.
The white night looks at Jun Changqing and walks towards it step by step.
"It's interesting. I have to look at you again! Although you exist in the period of Jin emperor, your eyes and temperament make me feel excited! No one has been able to fight with me for many years! Today, you and I will have a good war song Jun Changqing laughed and then killed him with his sword.
This time, he did not have any scruples and directly held the sword to chop.
several dozens of meters of sword Qi broke out from the abandoned sword and flew to the white night.
Drink in the white night, and the black ice fan comes.
He grabbed the fan and waved it towards the air.
In an instant, the cold wind covered the scene.
The terrible sword spirit was dispelled by the cold wind.
By the time I reach the white night, I don't have any feeling of destroying the dead and decaying...
it's just a slight strong wind.
People watched in silence, everyone's face was full of complexity.
I'm afraid we can't deal with the white night just by abandoning the magic sword.
But Jun Changqing didn't give up. She didn't even get angry. Instead, she raised a smile.
Again, he wielded his sword, inserted the ground, or pointed to the sky.
Boom! Boom! Boom...
the body of the sword of abandoning God is flashing with energy, either injected into the ground or poured into the sky.
After a while, the earth trembled wildly, and the sky became dark and dark, just like the end of the world.
"Die!"
White night will not give Jun Changqing too much time to prepare. With a drink in a low voice, seven Hongbing fly shuttle again and kill Jun Changqing.
It's very close now.
Long Qing is chopping his sword.
Jun Changqing didn't dare to take the power of dead dragon sword!
Although the power of abandoning the divine sword is equally powerful, no one dares to confront the dead dragon sword, even Jun Changqing, who is very familiar with Hongbing.
He can not help but retreat, avoid the edge of the white night.
But white night understood that the more this time, the more can not give each other a chance to breathe.
He leapt forward again and galloped past.
The black ice fan fanned to Jun Changqing. The frightful cold wind blew wildly. A layer of frost immediately formed on Jun Changqing's clothes, and even an ice wall was formed on the road he retreated.
The split spear fell down again, and directly penetrated Jun Changqing's defense magic weapon and even Qi.
Then there are Lihuang sword, Yeyao sword, jingmie sword, batian swordAt the moment, each of the Hongbing soldiers shows great power.
Jun Changqing was particularly embarrassed, either hiding or dodging, or avoiding or escaping.
After a while, he was killed by several Hongbing soldiers.
The white night seizes the opportunity, suddenly in the mouth a record God's true word skill.
"Definitely!"
The voice falls to the ground, Jun Changqing's body immediately freezes in place, can't move any more.
The white night seized the opportunity and gave him a sharp chop.
Roar!!!
The roar of fury rose from the dead dragon sword.
In an instant, the terrible Dragon Sword power directly engulfed Jun Changqing's body.
Jun Changqing disappeared on the spot.
The world breathes.
The white night also coldly stares at.
This time Jun Changqing should have died without a burial place, right?
Sure enough!
After the sword power of the dead dragon dissipated, the person who should have been standing there is no trace now. Not to mention the body, there is not even a fragment left.
Only to see a sword slanting on the ground over there.
That sword is just the abandoned sword!
"Dead?"
"No... isn't it?"
"Is this how your Lord Changqing died?"
"I don't believe it! It must be fake! It must be fake! "
Those great powers trembled one after another, all returned to God, and fled madly.
"Where are you going?"
White night eyes show ferocious, a low drink is to pursue these people.
If Jun Changqing is dead, what he wants to do is to kill all.
But he was just going after those people..
Whoa!
A strange voice spread.
The white night a Zheng, side head and look, suddenly!
His pupils contracted.
When he came back to God, he found that his arms were cut open with a sword.
Pooh!
Blood gushed out.
But I can't feel any pain at night...
what a fast sword!!
He looked back, but he couldn't see who had cut his arms!
However, without waiting for the white night to return to God, there was another terrible killing opportunity.
Breathing shivering at night, looking into the air.
At this moment, a large number of black and blood red red amulets appeared on the sky.
At the same time, the earth also appeared a terrible huge array.
And the energy of this array and the talisman... Is completely formed by the power of abandoning God sword.
In the daytime, my pupils tremble, and I am busy raising my eyes.
"Jun Changqing?"
"You can't kill me. Now, let me refine you with my own hands."
A calm voice came down from the sky.
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