Chapter 174： God's sword

Above the iron sword, a faint faint shadow appeared, and its appearance was vaguely like the Xiaoshan River. In this shadow, just like the general pressure of the overwhelming pressure, filled the entire space of Xiaoqianyan, in front of him, the square line is like a weak and poor lamb, and it seems to be the power of the force. He must bend his knees that are oppressed and kneel on the ground.

Xiao Jianming is covered in blood and screams: "The little devil, isn't he still dying in my hands?"

At this time, he is mixed with fear and anger, and madness and excitement coexist!

In just a short time, he really felt the strong killing of Fang Xing. Even if he didn’t want to be 10,000, he would admit that he was afraid at that moment because he found that the party was true. Want to kill him, and have the ability to kill him, the horrible and weird secret law, so that he is under the pressure of terrible horror, in the shadow of the sky, will die at any time.

The Jianguang of the road is different from the swordsmanship of the Qingyun Jiujian, which he displayed, and it is as solid as a real sword...

Xiao Jianming had to confess, and he had to admit that the fighting power of Fang Xing had already surpassed him at that time.

Fortunately, he still has a trick.

His uncle Xiao Shanhe did not hesitate to squander his blood, and he hit a base in his sword.

This is the skill that his uncle gave him when he left Qingyun Zong five years ago. After all, he was the only practitioner in the generation of Xiao Shi, and his uncle could not give him a little protection. However, even he did not expect that he had traveled for four years and did not know how many dangers he had encountered. He did not solve this seal, but he used it at this time...

Crazy pressure. Surging and covering the square.

this moment. The square skin is red. It seems to be bleeding.

Below the skin, it is faint and clear, and it seems that there is a bright flame burning above his skin.

He was not suppressed and supported his body.

First, because he cultivated a hundred thousand and eight thousand swords, he was against the giant waterfall and was extremely resistant to strong pressure.

Then, after three years of real fire training, his body is strong. It has gone far beyond the ordinary spiritual monk, and even the mid-term pressure of the Xiaoshan River is still not enough for him to kneel.

"Today, even if you move your grandfather out, Xiaoye will kill you!"

The square line was smashed, and the golden swords and wings were rolled up. It was like a human figure, Jinpeng, rushing toward Xiao Jianming.

In the face of the pressure of the monks in the foundation period, he chose to take the initiative.

Xiao Jianming did not seem to think that the party was so embarrassed, and was shocked when he arrived. I hurriedly waved the iron sword out.

"boom……"

The power of madness and unmatched power poured out over the sword. Unmatched.

The golden swords and wings behind the party line were intertwined in front of him, resisting the attack of this powerful force for him. The screaming sound continued, and the illusory sword shadow was annihilated by the violent force. The sword light was broken and the golden wings gradually disappeared.

Finally, when he rushed to Xiao Jianming's front distance, his wings disappeared, and he was defeated by the violent force.

"Hey..."

Fang line single palm support, the body shape on the ground slipped out nearly ten feet, pale, lip line blush.

Still too strong!

The strength of the foundation period is not something that can be resisted during the agility period.

In addition, at this time, his 100,000 swords only cultivated thirty-six well-behaved Jianguang, even Xiaocheng could not count.

In the end, it is still impossible to successfully defeat Xiao Jianming!

Today, he is broken, the aura is depleted, and the golden wings can no longer be condensed in a short time.

Although his aura is pure, but after all, it is only a matter of spirituality, so the amount of aura is far less than that of Xiao Jianming. This is why he used his various methods to irritate Xiao Jianming and insist on using ten thousand and eight thousand swords under his attack. He is consuming Xiao Jianming's aura, and he is also looking for a flaw, so that he can kill the opponent with a hit of 100,000 swords.

Because he understands that if they fight each other with the strongest means of attack, they will not be able to stand for too long.

Originally, this strategy was going to work, but I didn't expect Xiao Jianming to stay like this.

"Hey, this little devil consumes almost the same, see what else you have!"

Xiaoshan River has a sullen face and suddenly screams: "Swords, break their limbs, destroy their meridians... Leave a life!"

The iron next to him was furious and jumped up and shouted: "Xiaoshan River, just inside the door, why is it so vicious?"

Xiaoshan River looked at him coldly, cold channel: "This little devil has not admit defeat, Jianming no matter how to do it, they are in line!"

If the iron screams like a violent scream, and there is a sledgehammer in the palm, it is necessary to bow to the Xiaoshan River.

However, next to Chen Xuanhua suddenly shot, against the sledgehammer, helplessly shook his head to the iron.

This is the end of the matter, that is, iron is like a mad war with Xiaoshan River, and it does not help.

On the contrary, it will make the iron like the madness and the Xiaoshan River's beam deep, and later he will break through Jindan, and he will definitely find trouble with iron.

"Break your limbs, destroy the meridians, and leave a life?"

Xiao Jianming in Xiaoqianyan heard the uncle's instructions, and there was a sneer on his face. He stared at the sidewalk: "I really like this arrangement of my uncle, the devil, I want to make you a stick, and torture you day and night... ”

Before Xiao Jianming, he did not intend to stay in the line, he only wanted to kill him immediately.

However, at this time, the victory is in the grip, and suddenly I learned that Fang Xing is the tenth thief who escaped from the ghost smoke valley. This made his mind’s obsessions difficult to take off and he must seize the side. Forced to ask about the whereabouts of the nine treasures.

With a wave of iron swords, the power of building foundations is poured out, and it is turned into a phantom of the general chain of chains. The square line is firmly bound. In the face of the binding of this chain, there is no ability to hide. The power of building a foundation is even a force that he does not understand at all. It is different from the nature of the power of the agility, and cannot be dodged or resisted.

Xiao Jianming walked over with the iron sword, and he sneered at the face and raised the sword. The left arm of the straight line smashed down.

Outside the Xiao Qianyan. Forged true valley disciples, Qin Xiner, Liu Hehu and others. Can't help but don't overdo it.

I can't bear to see the scene of the next flesh and blood splash.

At this time, the anger was like the sea, and the bite of the teeth slammed.

At the time when Xiao Jianming’s sword fell, a crisis of life and death emerged in the blink of an eye. At the time of life and death, his eyes suddenly passed a strange awn, and the whole person could not help. There was a glimmer of blood, and there was a noise in the ear. That is an indelible projection that a picture once left in the heart of Fang Xing.

"The first picture..."

The party whispers, the blessing to the soul...

In his body, in the sea, the golden-winged Dapeng Wang is horrified at the fire in front of him.

He did not know why, suddenly in the sea of ​​knowledge, the raging fires of the three raging fires were angry.

In desperation, he can only hide under the real spirit altar of the square, in order to avoid the end of his refining.

This kind of horror of the three real fires that are not human is hard to describe in words.

What makes him feel terrified is that he is deep in the sea of ​​fire. There is actually a sword light.

Just a sword light, looming. It made him feel a sense of horror that was difficult to speculate.

I can't see through, I don't understand, but I know the horror.

It must be known that the Dapeng evil king was the demon king of the Jindan period. Although he lost his demon body, he did not repair it, but his knowledge is still there, but even with such insights, he could not speculate on the depth of the sword light. And mysterious...

That feeling is like God!

The sword of God, unpredictable depth!

"Hey..."

On the occasion of Xiao Jianming’s sword falling down, the side of the square line bound by the force of the foundation, suddenly a strange trembling sound rang. This sound is clear and distant, just like someone is holding a sword and flicking, very It is pleasing to the ear, but it contains the power of incomparable horror. When it rings, the force of building the foundation bound to the square is suddenly broken, like tearing paper.

Even Xiao Jianming, who fell down with a sword, changed his face. He took a few steps back and looked at the line incredulously.

He felt that there was a vague and unpredictable horror in the party.

It was just this breath that made him very scared and even had the urge to kneel.

It’s like facing God’s will!

There is no trace of it, but it is unpredictable!

God's will, it is higher than the existence of the fairy!

What about the power of building a foundation?

In the face of God, small as mustard!

Outside Xiaoqianyan, Xiaoshanhe and other people's faces have gradually changed.

The higher the cultivation, the more you can feel the strange horror of the square.

Although Xiaoshanhe couldn't tell what kind of breath it was, the crisis that emerged from his heart told him that it was dangerous!

"No, Xiao Jianming is going back..."

Xiaoshan River suddenly yelled, desperate, let Xiao Jianming escape from Xiaojinyan inside.

Although this means that Xiao Jianming lost, but this does not care.

But what he couldn't think of was that Xiao Jianming's mind was stunned at this time, and he could not hear his words.

"Quick and fast...Open Xiaoqianyan..."

The Xiaoshan River smashed and flew up, and came outside Xiaoqianyan to open Xiaoqianyan from the outside.

He didn't dare to be scornful. For the next second, the only inheritor of Shaw's generation would lose his life. As he plunged, a red shadow followed, and he shot with him, and another Qingyi plucked. It was the Elder Bird and the Essay Valley Elder Chen Baozhen. Three people went to Xiao Qianyan, and the spirits said. Desperately crack the circle of Xiao Qianyan.

However, Xiao Qianyan's legal system is incomparably complicated, and it is very difficult to open from the outside. Even three people can't crack it in a short time.

Xiaoshan River turned his head in anger and said: "Do you two people want to see death?"

In the stands, Chen Xuanhua sighed softly and slowly walked over. The speed was not much faster than the 80-year-old lady.

And iron as crazy, simply turned his head, sneered, said: "The test is not over, what is urgent?" (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!

Ps: I am a avatar, the old ghost body sees the subscription slip, has been crying in the toilet...

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