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"Chop, chop!"

Cangjianfeng's face is twisted and roaring. His hands on his back depict strange and difficult runes. Like the tattoos of ancient powerful people, these runes are too old. Even Qin Sheng refined the inheritance and memory of the emperor of Wanjie, which can't be seen for a moment.

The ancient arm, which does not contain a trace of blood force, has a knife in one hand and a sword in the other hand, which does not shine any light. The arm is surging, like a snake in the dark, which regards nimbus as prey, and launches the most deadly attack between lightning and flint.

One sword is cut at the life gate of ningzhou. Another sword appears in the back of ningzhou's head. If it doesn't move, it will be already. If it moves, it will be shocking.

However, Ning Xuan's reaction was even faster. The scales of his eyebrows were shining, and he shot out the magic light. He hissed at the ancient sword and blocked it with his bare hands.

With a click, Ning Xuan broke the ancient sword.

"Ah ~ ~"

the soul of the war is broken. Cangjianfeng coughs up blood with a big mouth. His face is like white paper, and his face is unbelievable. Because he is sure that the ningzhao is still staying in the cave, but he didn't expect that both of them are the same cave, and they are the same big realm. He even hid Jianfeng so completely white.

Ningzhao is a beast. His hidden sword peak is not even exposed.

Obviously, Ning Yi still has a lot to spare.

Ning Zhao stepped out with one foot. He wanted to step on the Tibetan sword peak and frighten everyone.

"Enough!"

In the deepest part of the sky, there was a blast of drinking. It was horrible and frightening. Qin Sheng felt his pores were standing up. He didn't even dare to look up, because he felt that once he looked up, he might be stung by the momentum, prostrate on the ground and make a good appearance.

Ning Zhao looks to the end of the sky, where the purple light is rising to the sky, which is the area of Ziyang peak. A huge figure seems to be coming out, and his face shows two dignified colors. But he sneers again soon, saying: "purple sky, I can't beat a small one, you are the old generation going to fight?"

There was no figure in the sky. The voice of the old man rang out and said, "it's enough. You are also the forerunner of the sword."

"Hum, senior? I dare not! " Ning Yi said indifferently, "today's matter, you zixingtian should have points in your heart, right?"

"Although there are not many people in my prison peak, they are never afraid of anything!"

Smell speech, the direction of Ziyang peak fell into a short silence.

"Once in a thousand years of genius, how many years have not appeared? Today's business, in the final analysis, is everyone's love. " The ancient voice resounds through the world.

"Little man, make a choice."

Zixingtian, the leader of Ziyang peak, has a life span of more than 500 years. He is usually closed and never asks about the world. Therefore, all the affairs of Ziyang peak are assigned to Tibetan Jianfeng.

Now if it wasn't for Qin Sheng to activate the six colors of shenmang and ring the ancient clock day by day, zixingtian could not wake up from the deep sleep.

Ning Xuan fell into silence and said nothing more, though he was not afraid of purple sky.

Qin Sheng thought for a moment and said, "I choose Wan Gaofeng."

"Ha ha, good boy, you make a good choice." Ning Yi's hearty laughter rang all over the world. With a Shua, he fell beside Qin Sheng and slapped him heavily on the shoulder. "I'm worthy of your once-in-a-thousand-year talent."

Tibetan Jianfeng's face is gloomy to the extreme. He lost face to the extreme today when he fought with ningzhao. Because this time, many of the most powerful elders of dairi holy palace woke up and saw his humiliation absolutely.

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