v17 Chapter 481： Life and death

During the speech, the handcuffs of the high priest of the remnant sword changed, and his eyes were cold and cold: "Blood sword! Holland!"

The **** flying sword pierced Zifeng's face. At the moment of Zifeng, the flying sword opened like a crack and turned into a **** flood.

This piece of blood was swept away by the purple wind.

Zifeng's face was shocked, because he saw him on the **** sea and countless **** flying swords.

In other words, as long as this piece of blood touches Zifeng, the sword shadow hidden in the blood sea will instantly kill Zifeng!

"not good!"

Zifeng's heart screamed, and a life-and-death crisis appeared in Zifeng's heart at this time.

At this moment, the demon sword quickly returned to the scabbard, and then Zifeng looked so hot, his right hand suddenly grasped the hilt, the scorpion pulled out, a sword that fell in the sky, will be in front of this **** face The sea is swept!

"Slashing dragons and swordsmanship!"

Zifeng's heart snorted.

The sea of ​​blood split open, and countless blood water flew out. The sword shadow in the sea of ​​blood was broken, leaving only a red sword flying in the air.

At this time, Zifeng's face was extremely fierce, and his great pursuit of the sun rushed out. Zifeng held the magic sword and stabbed the high priest of the remnant sword.

Just as Zifeng's sword stabbed in front of the high priest of Remnant Sword, the blood-colored sword suddenly appeared in front of the remnant sword's high priest, blocking Zifeng's sword.

The High Priest of Remnant Sword sneered and said, "Funny, do you want to hurt me because of your swordsmanship?"

Dangdang's sound is very crisp.

Zifeng stabbed a sword in the throat of the high priest of Remnant Sword. The blade had just been stabbed in front of the high priest of Remnant Sword. The scarlet sword appeared in front of the high priest of Remnant Sword.

The Scarlet Sword blocked the tip of the Zifeng Sword with its body!

At the same time, the high priest Cangjian sneered: "Funny, just because you want to kill me too?"

Zifeng didn't miss any shots, but there was no frustration on his face. On the contrary, after hearing the words of the high priest with the broken sword, a sneer appeared in his mouth: "Who said I want to kill you with this sword?"

"I want to kill you, use this sword!"

At this moment, Zifeng suddenly raised his left hand, and the heavy black iron sword in his hand suddenly rushed over Zifeng's head, and the force that crushed the sky crashed.

The high priest of the remaining sword flashed his eyes and saw the color of horror.

Zifeng's measuring ruler and magic sword smashed at the Can Sword's Gao Sword together. The power of the two swords was extremely terrifying. The wizard of Gao Sword was thrown directly, and the wolf fell to a kilometer away.

Especially the blood robe of the high priest of the sword of sword is now torn to pieces by the sword of Zifeng.

"hateful!"

Gao Jian of the remaining sword gnawed his teeth and screamed.

The high priest saw that the high priest of the sword was shot by Zifeng, and immediately smiled: "The high priest of the sword, it seems that you can't kill Zifeng alone!"

"That's it, let's rest, let me come!"

The knife said with a smile.

When I heard the voice of the high priest, Zifeng's back suddenly rushed, giving off a chill. Zifeng turned around, smiled and saw the high priest, then rushed towards him.

In the hands of the high priest of the knife, I didn't know that I had a silver-white steel knife at the moment, emitting white light and a terrible atmosphere!

"Zifeng Xiaoyao, provide your mind." The High Priest of Heaven said to Zifeng with a smile.

On this day, the high priest was very strange. Even when he was fighting a soldier, or when he was killing, his face seemed to be smiling forever.

A knife violently hit Zifeng's spine, and the burst of power from the steel knife in the high priest's hand suddenly smashed the cavity and crushed everything.

Zifeng gritted his teeth.

In an instant, Zi Feng He Dao and the high priest hit hundreds of rounds in mid-air.

The high priest of the blade sneered at the moment: "Shanhe Knife! Broken Shanhe!"

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The violent shock came.

Zifeng only felt that the whole world was shaking violently at this moment.

You raise your eyes and watch, from the hands of the high priest of the sword, you see a terrible knife and knife sweeping the world, breaking the sun and the moon, breaking the void, tearing the mountains and rivers, and lifting up the dust.

In the smoke, the horrible knife is as horrible as God!

"Damn it!" Zifeng's heart screamed again and again, dragging and running to chase the sun, sword formation, Qingmu Shenlei, to fight back!

Although Zifeng is now wearing a blood **** robe, he has the power to ask the peak of the world, but he can't stand the temptation of these old monsters!

First of all, don't ask God, then the high priest of the sword is now the priest of the sword!

They are all about the power of the world's mountains, they are still a hegemon, and the power is self-evident.

They took turns shooting Zifeng, although Zifeng is a hard piece of iron, it should be crushed now!

Very noisy noise!

As the high priest's sword fell, Zifeng flew out suddenly, vomiting blood, his expression trance, and a trace of sadness and indifference appeared on his face.

"It seems that you have been poor all the time, and then you will die." The high priest of the knife saw Zifeng's body smell, his face was pale, and the wounds on his body were bloody, obviously he was not far from death.

Here, the high priest of the sword did not waste time. The smile on his face rose again, dragging a long knife, rushing towards Zifeng, one step away, three steps to Zifeng.

The knife rose from the sky and landed on top of Zifeng's head.

"No! Brother Lin is very careful!" Far from wanting to see this scene, Li couldn't help but shouted to Zifeng.

Zifeng took a picture and found that the high priest's knife had fallen off and adopted his determination.

At this moment, Zifeng's mouth was full of sneers.

I only heard Zifeng's mouth and said something softly.

"Kill the mood, the rainstorm mood, the aurora mood, three meanings, fairies!"

Just as the high priest's sword was about to kill Zifeng, Zifeng's body suddenly burst into a burst of swordsmanship, and a sword that rushed into the sky flew out of the high priest.

"What's the power of this?" When the knife flew out, the face showed an incredible appearance.

At this moment, the chasing sun wrapped around Zifeng's body and rushed towards the high priest's sword.

"Not good!" The high priest of the knife saw Zi Fengchong, and the shadow of death made him panic.

"Death!" At this moment, Zi Fengyi's sword fell, extremely fast. It seemed to cross the void and stabbed the high priest in the throat.

The sword is displayed between the electric and flint, so the high priest of the sword can't make any response.

If there is no accident, the sword will fall, and it will inevitably shatter the high priest's head.

But for now, this is still an accident.