Chapter 1168

“You, don’t know the sword at all!” Xiao Fan’s words, let the purple clothed old man be an instant smash, the whole person suddenly became surprised and angry, expression is mad. ?

After cultivating the kendo of a lifetime, the result is now judged as not knowing the sword at all. This kind of humiliation is extremely deadly for the purple clothed old man.

What’s more, the purple clothed old man can’t refute anything at the moment, because the Xiao Fan sword has just explained everything.

Xiao Fan’s kendo level is far above him, and the mystery contained in it is beyond his life, so Xiao Fan has absolute qualifications and ability to evaluate him.

“Do not understand kendo!” Xiao Fan’s words, not only let the purple clothed old man is smashing, the black clothed old man in the sky, the same expression surprised and angry, is also want to mad.

They and the purple clothed old man, for the same life, are pursuing the highest realm of Kendo, and now they all think that they are standing at the peak of one of the swords, overlooking and pointing out all the descendants.

But I didn’t expect them to be proud of them. The most proud place was to be completely more than Xiao Fan, but they were also commented that they didn’t understand the kendo they had pursued for a lifetime. So, how can they calm down?

“kill!”

Black clothed old man The three men all gave up Xuan Luo at this time, then furiously shouted in the mouth, with the amazing killing intent and crushing the momentum, and the purple clothed old man joined hands to Xiao Fan to kill the sword. .

For this, Xuan Luo did not catch up, but took up the black gold sticks without hesitation, and then watched the movie leisurely, watching the purple clothed old man in the eyes, completely looking at the dead. .

Xiao Fan’s strength can be completely ignored by Xuan Luo. It is said that purple clothed old man is besieging Xiao Fan. I am afraid that even if there are four more, Xiao Fan will be able to smash together, already know the result of the battle, and it will have no effect on going up. So Xuan ** is crisp and watching, too lazy to intervene.

“Wan Jian is a sigh, the tenth is heavy, the sword is screaming!” Purple clothed old man is now open, the word is stopped, the voice is very low, the face of the surprised and angry and the sorrowful color, is Completely transformed into a sturdy killing intent.

With the sound of the purple clothed old man, a faint dragon’s shape on his sword in the hand suddenly came out of the sword, and then flew out in the air, and the deafening dragon whistling in the mouth sound.

Myriad Swords Sect’s King’s Sword once killed a half dragon with a certain Dragon Race bloodline, and after the half dragon was killed by the King’s sword, its residual dragon soul was passed by some of Myriad Swords Sect’s tyrannical Some means, sealed into the sword of the king, became a major force of the sword of the king.

Nowadays, the sword of the king is completely activated by the purple clothed old man. The half dragon that is sealed in the sword of the king is also immediately taken off the sword and fights with the sword of the king.

In an instant, one gold, one green, one black, one white and four roads, if you can smash all the word glow, like the four rounds of the sun and the moon, erected in the air, and then fall together, but has not really fallen, below The earth has already begun to crack a huge crack, and a strong sense of shock is constantly forming, oscillating in all directions.

but!

“Wan Jian is a glimpse, the 11 layers, the swordsman!” Faced with the purple clothed old man, the four men joined the anger, the mountains and rivers collapsed instantly, the sky and the earth were separated, and the Xiao Fan expression was still calm. Then I said, and at the same time, the blood color long sword in my hand was thrown out and played this sword!

Suddenly, the void is collapsing, everything is being swallowed, everything is plunged into death, and in the destruction and death, a blood color long sword tears the destruction and death, will purple clothed old man four The half dragon that rushed out of the man and the sword of the king was completely shrouded in it!

“bang!”

Xiao Fan’s blood color long sword and purple clothed old man were bombarded together. After a short period of stalemate between the two sides, the three green, one-white, three-word sword glow screamed first. Then in the air, the inch of the inch collapsed and turned into a little bit of star.

The golden golden glow of the purple clothed old man insisted on the three-pointedness, but it suddenly became a whine. There were countless dense cracks on it. After the sound of ‘铿锵’, the golden sword glow was broken and broken. A little bit of starburst.

Finally, the half dragon, at this time Xiao Fan’s long sword has been consumed almost, so the half dragon opened the bloody mouth wide open like a sacrificial bowl, biting Xiao Fan’s blood color long sword, paused After seven height breaths, this was ‘ka-cha’, which broke the shape of Xiao Fan’s blood color sword glow.

“Roar!”

After biting Xiao Fan’s blood color sword glow, the half dragon’s face roared, like a victory, can’t be a lifetime, then it was a roar again, then opened the bloody mouth wide open like a sacrificial bowl, toward Xiao Fan came to the head and killed him.

“Wan Jian is one, the twelfth is heavy, and Wan Jian is disillusioned!” Looking at the half dragon that rushed over, Xiao Fan scorned in his mouth, and the blood color long sword in his hand crossed a strange semicircle in the air, and then Filled with endless mystery, it is like a blood color sword glow from the hands of Xiao Fan.

Blood color sword glow all around, countless strange scenes appear constantly, and then countless scenes have been shattered and smashed, at first glance, your mind will be involuntarily brought into it, and then completely lost, the whole person is like Walking dead, can no longer be awake, back to the real world.

“Roar!”

The first half of the dragon suddenly screamed, but this time the big cockroach was full of horror, as if it saw the most terrifying things, the whole body immediately shrank, the huge dragon’s eye was filled with Desperate, watching the ruination of a sword coming!

“Wan Jian is one, the twelfth heavy!” Purple clothed old man Four people are completely in the same place, even the heavy hits on the stone are not aware of them!

For many years, Wan Jian returned to the ancestors of Myriad Swords Sect, no one has reached it. Now, although Xiao Fan’s sword is the twelfth and the ancestors of Myriad Swords Sect The next sword is a bit different from the twelfth, but there are many similar places. Obviously, Wan Jian is the twelfth heavy!

Wan Jian is a glimpse, the twelfth weight, this is the realm they want to reach in their dreams, they can’t get it all their lives, but now, they are reborn in the hands of their enemies!

“bang!”

When the long sword fell, the half dragon immediately screamed, and then disappeared little by little in the rays of light of the blood color. The sound of wailing was full of pain, the sound was sharp, and the eardrum almost wanted Pierced!

After about three interest rates, the half dragon disappeared completely under Xiao Fan’s blood color sword glow, and it completely disappeared. The sword of the king in the hands of purple clothed old man is also a cry, the blade is shaking vigorously, golden glow A faint glimpse, for a moment, like all the rays of light and color.

The sword of the king and the remnant of the half dragon have been together. I don’t know how many years, the two can almost be said to have been united. Now the half dragon is suddenly destroyed, and the sword of the king is inevitably receiving certain damage.

“Send you on the road!” After standing out of the first half of the dragon, Xiao Fan looked at the purple clothed old man, the expression was calm, and the calm face was only indifferent and ruthless. He raised his blood color long again. Sword, the mouth of the plain voice said: “Also let you die a little bit, Wan Jian is a glimpse, the tenth 3rd-layer, Wan Jian one!”

When the voice falls, one can’t see any form at all, but the long sword that can clearly perceive its existence stands out. This invisible sword is vast, and it contains the heavens and the earth, and there are endless stars. And countless creatures are constantly reborn, growing, and destroyed.

This is a sword that represents the truth, and a sword that cannot be resisted at all. When it falls, everything under it is crushed!

“Wan Jian is a glimpse, the tenth 3rd-layer!” purple clothed old man The four people completely lost their words at this moment, the whole soul disappeared, leaving only the flesh still staying in place, looking at it all, The face is full of the deepest fear and ecstasy.

Once the ancestors of Myriad Swords Sect killed the sword, recreated the world, and purple clothed old man, there is an illusion that Xiao Fan’s sword is far better than the sword of Myriad Swords Sect ancestor!

Unspeakable sword!

In this sword, the purple clothed old man is finally seeing his own small and poor, and his own arrogance and ignorance, one of the swords, it is really you only understand geometry, and you are true I don’t know the sword at all!

Xiao Fan, did not say anything wrong!

“Hawk, kendo, kendo!” white clothed old man suddenly exhausted all his strength, yelling three, the eyes are full of despair and collapse, then the whole person first broke under the sword of Xiao Fan Open.

“Since then, there is no Myriad Swords Sect in the world!” The same is true of the black clothed old man. The eyes are filled with the deepest bitterness and despair. The mouth is trying to scream and the whole person is also in Xiao Fan. The sword was completely destroyed.

“Why, why should we provoke this person?” Tsing Yi old man is full of regrets at this time, he muttered to himself, even Xiao Fan’s long sword fell unrecognized, after a bitter smile, the figure Suddenly collapsed, and then died on the spot, no longer exist.

“Hahaha, our Myriad Swords Sect will never die, the ages will last forever, no one can!” purple clothed old man has been smashed, body and mind collapse, the whole person is like a madman, impudent laughter, laughter, but he The laughter was eventually drowned in Xiao Fan’s long sword, then slowly disappeared and could no longer be heard.

Myriad Swords Sect four old people, all killed by Xiao Fan!

And Xiao Fan, who killed Myriad Swords Sect four old people, walked into the air, standing in the air, like the twelve rounds of the sky can not compete with it, the world seems to be only one person, silent! 8