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Chapter 387 Inheritance Sword Code (Five)

"Who are you?" Wen Tiancheng asked with a loud voice, and the simple confrontation realized that the woman was powerful. He unambiguously shot and mobilized the wooden properties to send out Xeon critical strikes. "The sky is ruthless, but I win the spirit!"

Both palms are constantly pushing, palm strength seems to glow with wonderful vitality, linking himself with the lush forest, converging into a monstrous green wave, magnificent, unstoppable, majestic, and dazzling green.

Wen Tiancheng was surrounded by countless green vines, and was lifted to the sky, looking tall and mighty, and imposing.

Wu Qingzhong felt that the entire rain forest was controlled by Wen Tiancheng, countless old trees were swaying, and all the flowers were blooming wildly. This feeling was very strange, as if his life and death were to be controlled, even the courage to fight was gone. Want to confess and sleep?

"Qing Shi Jian Dian, second style, everybody fusi!"

Qi Qing's eyes glowed brightly, and then she showed her sword power again. Thousands of sword spirits suddenly formed, dancing in all directions, sweeping the world, bombarding indiscriminately, tearing the overwhelming green space stiffly, she rose into the sky and rushed out Blocked the space, kept back and flew away. It is indeed the top man of the dynasty. Even Qin Ming reminded him to be careful. Bai Xiaochun could only hunt him by ambush.

Don't delay!

Fighting attrition with a freak with three angry seas is definitely a mistake.

"Want to leave? Have you left! Little girls, no matter who you are, you are mine today." Wen Tiancheng made another strong move, holding his palms up and taking control. Suddenly, in the air, countless water waves appeared, converging into the Pentium River tide, pressing above the Qing River, as if the torrential ocean water was drawn in, covering the rain forest, filled with immense coercion, carefully observe, inside It seems that there are countless beasts in the form of water walking, and the threat is even more dangerous.

"Tian Xin Jian Dian, second style, Tian Ling Sword Fantasy!"

Wu Qing started the queen's strongest swordsmanship, Tianxin Sword Code, once prestigious swordsmanship of an era.

For a moment, a group of sword arrays emerged around Wu Qing, not the real sword body, but the sword awns gathered by the sword spirit. The sword is bright, the sword array is huge, and the sword is thin, making Dongsheng's rising sun overshadowed.

There are eight sword-hand spirits, like eight ancient saints, holding their hands down, as if sleeping, but permeated with the power of terror, each of them like an ancient man who came across time and space.

Once the sword array came out, the mountains and rivers were forever.

"Go!" Wu Qingqingxiao, the eight-handed sword spirit, like eight swordsman rivers, blasted upward, easily crushed the high-altitude water tide. The seemingly mighty coercion was in front of the sword spirit. As fast as lightning, they dived down from the sky and ran to Wentiancheng. The old trees and rolling hills were like tofu, and they were split into many pieces.

Wen Tiancheng finally changed his face. Who is this woman?

Fan Chen opened her mouth slightly, and looked at the eight sword-mansions in an incredible way. The terrible sword potential can be truly felt across hundreds of meters. Like countless small knives cutting her body, she can feel the real tingling sensation. .

"You can't help me!" Wen Tiancheng drank. His left hand controlled Shui Yuanli, he controlled the surging water vapor, and his right hand controlled the Yuan Yuanli. The gray rustic was tumultuous. Fists in both hands, hit each other in the air, and roared loudly: "Mountain cover!"

The confrontation between the two forces has detonated the space. A violent air wave has swept the air in all directions, and even more air waves have risen to the sky. It is vigorous and imposing. There is water, the mountains rise and fall, and the river tides. Compared to the battle where Qin Ming was fought in the execution ground at this time, this realm has risen to the Eighth Heaven. The real high-level basalt realm shows more mighty power and a wider range.

"With the power of mountains and rivers, turn the momentum of mountains and rivers."

Wen Tiancheng shouted again, solemnly and solemnly. The mountains and rivers with a radius of more than ten miles are rising from the mist and converging towards it, as if to compress the mountains and rivers into this space of hundreds of meters.

Wen Tiancheng roared in his heart, come on, come on, the blend of double strength, ask Wanjiashan, who can resist.

A sword spirit came across the space, the sword was fiery, and the power of terror was surging. At the moment of the impact, the sword spirit inside suddenly opened his eyes, and the sword power rose suddenly, even the rising sun in the east. All overshadowed. The rumbling and big collision caused the violent turbulence of the ‘mountain and river cover’, and the shadows of the mountains and rivers in it suddenly shattered and almost broke.

Wen Tiancheng spurted blood against his mouth, and took two steps back, his heart was shocked.

However, it is not over yet. At the same time, the other seven Feijian swords have been slicing one after another. Jianguang turned into a terrible wave like a stormy wave.

Wen Tiancheng was shocked and scared, and finally scared. After the first sword was issued, the second sword struck, and the sword light was strong, and then the third sword was split, and the sword light was pulled up again. By analogy, a sword is more powerful than a sword. It is a true sword after sword. It is bright and dazzling.

He didn't dare to neglect anymore, and madly released Shui Yuanli and Tu Yuan force. He could not wait to release the two air and sea in his body in an instant. Mountain river cover.

The power of the sword is superimposing and constantly increasing. When the eighth sword splits, it seems like a sea of ​​swords is coming, terrifying!

The whole mountain forest was boiling, and the scene was shocking.

Fan Chen's stone wall and green vine were destroyed by horrible energy waves and shattered into dust. She was also ruthlessly lifted off and landed on a mountainside hundreds of meters away. Climbing up, anxiously watching the front scene.

The old people in the Temple of Heaven were silent, and several old men exchanged their eyes. I never expected that Qiu Qing would be so powerful. This seems not to be martial arts, but some ancient mystery. With their eyesight, they can predict the future achievements of this sword array. To a certain extent, the sword's 'potential' has exceeded the limit that the Xuanwu Realm can exert, and it can only be felt in the Diwu Realm.

"This baby is not easy." An old man took a deep breath.

At this time, a disciple came over in a hurry: "The newspaper! King Canglan and King Kongming are here."

The old men moved in unison, and they all showed joy. These are two of the sixteen existing kings in the Temple of Heaven. They travel outside all the year round. Why did you come back suddenly? And come back together. But it happened to be that this year's battle of the King of Kings was more exciting than ever, just for them to evaluate together.

"Everyone, don't come here."

"I haven't come to see you for a long time.

Two hearty laughter came from outside the hall, majestic, ear-shocking like metal, showing the mighty power of the ocean. Two men, one from the left and the other from the right, strode into the palace, holding salute and saluting successively, kneeling on one knee respectfully and worshiping the teacher.

The old people welcomed forward, a warm greeting, full of sincerity.

The princes selected by their Temple of Heaven are all loyal and righteous. Not only are they talented, they are impeccable. Even after many years, they have advanced from the former Xuanwu Realm to the Holy Martial Art, even Tianwu, the mighty party, but they will bow down when they see the Master of the Temple of Heaven.

A dignified old man with a rare smile smiled: "It just happened that this year's battle for the kingship will begin in a few days. Let's take a look at the children of this generation."

Another old man also smiled, "You missed a few wonderful battles, but there is a good one in front of you. Let's take a look together."

The two kings exchanged their sights without a trace, and temporarily suppressed their intentions, accepting them lightly.

"Is something wrong?" An old man noticed the eyes of King Cang Lan and King Kong Ming.

"Nothing, look first."

(Five more! Five more!)