Chapter 3161

"Two kings in ancient China." Xiao Yi whispered in her heart.

Eight schools, almost gathered in this continent of the most top of all the strong, it can be said that the monarch gathered.

These ancient forces are profound and unpredictable.

And the two kings in ancient China are almost the most famous and the most formidable.

In the deeds known by Xiao Yi, it is said that even if many of the sword master's disciples under the throne of the supreme sword master joined hands, they were not able to defeat the strength of the two.

Hum

In the air, there was a sudden sound of Weng Ming.

An invisible impact directly shakes Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi suddenly changed her face and looked directly at the old man under the golden light.

The ancient emperor of Changming slowly opened his mouth, "a few years ago, even if the master of the general Hall of Shura came in person, he was only sent away by the two Dharma protectors."

"Today, the little friend makes such a noise, but it leads me two people to force out of the customs."

"Today, little friend, I'm afraid it's an honor to die."

The ancient king of Changming is elegant in blue, and his words are light as the wind.

But this one call "little friend", it is such a "cordial" cry out that death should be honored.

This tone is really chilling.

That kind of hair cold, seems to be from the heart.

"Hum." One night, the ancient monarch snorted coldly, "if you want to seal the door of my ancient boundary clan, do you want to attack me?"

"No one can save your life today."

One night, the tone of Gu Jun is the most direct, but that kind of murderous intention is not even comparable to Xiao Yi.

In his time, he was absolutely a murderous God.

"The later period of the two kingdoms." Xiao Yi squinted, "I'm afraid the strength is even stronger than I imagined."

"Well." Xiao Yi nodded slightly, the ferocity in her eyes soared to the extreme again.

"You're both dead enough to ease my anger."

As soon as the words come out.

The two ancient kings frowned at the same time.

This young man, crazy enough, and crazy to the extreme.

Not to mention the killing words, but to slow down the anger by one or two points is the arrogance of his words.

Can they slow down their anger by one or two minutes?

If the young man's anger was to be completely eliminated, wouldn't it be that he would be slaughtered from top to bottom?

"Thousand nights." The ancient emperor of Changming slightly spits out two words.

One night, Gu Jun nodded, "come on, I will be a corpse within three breaths."

Above the giant elephant, Xiao Yi ignores the two men and squats down slowly and pats the giant head of the giant elephant.

On the handsome face, slowly grinned.

Whoosh Bang

In a flash, the figure of the ancient king has disappeared in the distance.

When Xiao Yi raised her head, Gu Jun's figure was already at her side, and an old but full of breath palm had taken his head.

Clang

Xiao Yi holds the purple lightning in her hand and blocks it with a sword.

In the explosion of the sword and the palm, Gu Jun remained motionless overnight, and Xiao Yi was shocked to retreat ten steps on the giant elephant.

"Well?" One night, Gu Jun narrowed his eyes and said, "I can block my hand. I really have some skills..."

Clang Click, click, click

One night, before the ancient king's words were finished, a purple lightning came across the space.

One night, the ancient king burst out with one hand.

Boom This time, the fight between sword and palm was stalemate.

One night, Gu Jun's face changed slightly. In his feeling, the sword contained millions of thunder, which was incomparably thick.

His stroke was thick enough, but the sword was heavier and heavier than his one.

"What a heavy sword." One night, Gu Jun's face became dignified, and his intuition told him that if he held on, the sword would shatter his palm.

Whoosh

One night, Gu Jun's palm was winding, and he easily removed Wan Li. His hand came out with the sword body and took Xiao Yi's throat instead.

Clang

Xiao Yi's arm shakes, and the body of the sword trembles. The black cold Qi bursts out.

Black gas, on the contrary, sealed the winding hand of the ancient king.

On the body of the sword, it seems that there are layers of cold and overcast sword Qi of the Garro sword prison. In a flash, the palm of Gu Jun is already dripping with blood.

That old palm, was scraped off every trace of blood.

One night, Gu Jun's face suddenly changed and he quickly pulled out his hand.

"The soul is dead." It was the first time that Gujun drank too much.

A palm is reflected, and a destructive soul power devours Xiao Yi.

"Ice storm soul sword." Xiao Yi also drinks violently and blows out a sword.

When the sword comes out, a soul biting ice storm pours out in the posture of a sword storm.

One night, the ancient king's soul strength in his hands collapsed and retreated.

"Ancient prison." One night, Gu Jun suddenly stabilized his figure and came out with both hands.

A breath of ancient simplicity suddenly gathered around Xiao Yi.Before Xiao Yi reacts to it, this ancient and simple atmosphere has become a cage, trapping him firmly.

Within the breath, an amazing breath of repression seems to be able to instantly crush the earth into powder.

However, before the breath is blocked, Xiao Yi's sword has already fallen.

At the same time, a flame cage trapped Gu Jun for a whole night.

Within the flame, seven flame dragons wreak havoc, and countless flame breath boils around.

In the fire, countless white and heavy sword Qi was hanging and killing.

At the moment, Xiao Yi spits out a mouthful of bloody blood. The amazing pressure has already made his blood roll.

But within the flame cage, one night, the old gentleman had changed his face.

Seven powerful flames are compressed to a cage like size, and with the explosion of countless different kinds of flames, the cage is a terrible purgatory.

Even the body of his king's realm was burning with anxiety at the moment.

The sword spirit of the strangulation in it was even more crushing to his whole body.

If it goes on like this, Xiao Yi is not crushed to death by pressure, and he will be the first to be roasted to ashes overnight.

"What a terrible flame." One night, Gu Jun could no longer maintain the pressure cage and retreated.

Xiao Yi is also in an instant to close the sword, trying to break through the surrounding pressure cage.

Three rest time, has already passed, now is dozens of interest after.

One night, the ancient gentleman did not say to kill, but he was in a mess.

"One night palm." One night, the ancient king was furious.

This is his strongest.

Xiao Yi grinned grimly and came out with a sword Cut the stars. "

Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom

A long river of starlight suddenly condenses on the sword.

The first solid white one is mammoth Star River.

The second Wanjun thick, that is Qianjun Xinghe.

The third crazy idea has no match, that is crazy lion Star River.

……

There are more than 60 starlight rivers, all of which are different, but they burst out in an instant.

This is Xiao Yi's most powerful sword for cutting stars.

Boom

The whole sky and the sky are in full swing.

Starry River, all broken.

But one night, the palm of the ancient king was also constantly distorted.

The star light long river is broken for a moment, and the whole arm of the ancient king is bloody and fleshy.

After counting the rest, everything returned to calm.

Xiao Yi's mouth overflows with a trace of blood, and her face is covered with a grim smile.

In the distance, one night, Gu Junling stood high in the sky, but one arm had been completely abandoned.

"Thousand nights." Within the golden light, Changming Gu Jun's eyes were cold and looked directly at Xiao Yi, "what a cruel boy."

The words of the ancient king of Changming just fell.

A purple thunderbolt had suddenly appeared beside him.

"Cruel? Not enough. " A ferocious voice, a purple sword flashed by.

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