Dominating Sword Immortal

Chapter 134 Silver Light Bomb

The voice of the great elders fell, and there was a sound of breaking in the distance.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

The three shadows stand on top of the clouds, and the body fluctuates with the airflow.

"Hey, five, a lot." The three men all wore a black Phnom Penh blouse with a cloak on the back and a sinister pattern on the cloak. At this time, the middle-aged cold eyes of the black-headed gaze came over. There was a cruel laugh in his mouth.

The elders knew that the three men would be the ghost guards of the Ghost Mountain, but in order to make sure, they still drank: "Who are you?"

"Kill your people!"

On the left side of the black clothes, a long knife is taken out in the middle of the year, and a knife is thrown out!

Hey!

The clouds were torn, and the huge gray knives lasted for tens of meters. They flashed in the sky and appeared in front of the wind.

"Good thief"

The elders must fly and volley out.

Hey!

The knife gas was pinched and broken.

"burning the palm of your hand!"

The four elders saw each other's shots, and suddenly they couldn't stand it. The red palms, like the soldering iron, were empty and the clouds were evaporated.

"kill!"

In the middle of the black clothes, the middle-aged shot, his right hand vacant, a dozens of gray-black infuriating giant palms, not only defeated the four elders, but also toward the wind and leaves The dust was covered by a group of people, like a black cloud.

The elders are fighting against another person, seeing the sky is black, and immediately know what is going on. He is not in a hurry, stepping on the sky and stepping down to the clouds.

Almost rubbing the body of the wind, the infuriating giant palm shot the cloud of the range into nothingness, the shock wave radiated in all directions, and the sea of ​​clouds surged.

"Where to run!"

The black man who had never started rushed down the clouds and intercepted it in front of the wind.

The elders were gloomy and urged the wind to fly down. They wanted to fight with each other on the ground.

The wind whistling, and the mountain peaks that were originally small as ants were rapidly enlarged.

Just a kilometer away from the earth, an infuriating hand patted it at a faster speed, tearing the sound of the air like a thunder, such as a landslide.

The wind is not a five-level monster, the wings are one, the speed is increased again, and an arc is drawn in the air, which is dangerous and dangerous to avoid the oppression of the infuriating giant palm.

In the end, Tianfengyi successfully landed on a stable mountain.

"You three don't want to separate, Hanshan, the key moment, put silver bullets!" The elders stepped on the ground and told them.

Luo Hanshan nodded solemnly, against Ye Chen and Xu Jingdao: "Reassure, we are watching the battle, they can't help us."

Ye Chen was not too worried. Zongmen assured that they would go far away and definitely gave a lot of life-saving things. As for the silver light that the elders mentioned, he had never heard of it, but he could get the attention of the elders. Everything.

boom!

The peaks trembled, and the elders had already fought with the middle-aged black-shirts. Both of them were the best in the late Wuyuan martial arts. They all had the power of Lushan, and some of the alarmed monsters had no time to escape. If the two people's strength is shattered into meat.

On the other side, the four elders and the Tianfeng 大 and the other two black men fight in the middle ages.

Although the strength of the four elders is not as great as the elders, it is also the military in the late Yuan Dynasty. The martial arts used in the exhibition are the middle-level palms of the prefecture, and they are not burning, and they are not inferior to each other, but the strength of the wind is not strong. It is only equivalent to the mid-term warrior of the Yuanyuan, not comparable to the opponent, but it has a super speed, and there is no problem in entanglement with the other party.

There are five people and one beast, but there is no such thing as Ye Chen.

Luo Hanshan sighed: "The Ghost Mountain is so fast that it can't stand it. It seems that the time to recover from the Ghosts is getting closer and closer."

“Ghosts and ghosts?” Ye Chen and Xu Jing looked at Luo Hanshan at the same time.

Luo Hanshan explained: "Only, there was a giant sect of Nanzhuo, named Jiuyou, and there were 108 ghosts under the seat of Jiuyou. The ghetto was one of them. To teach the ambition of ambition, to unify the entire Nanzhuo domain, to enslave other sects. Under the shackles, all the sects joined together and began a war with the nine priests for several years, until twenty years ago, finally annihilated nine secluded Teach, teach the master to die and escape, the ghoul's injury should be left at that time."

There is such a thing!

Ye Chen has never heard of the nine secrets. Of course, this is related to his experience. Maybe many people on the rivers and lakes know.

However, these nine secrets are too strong, with a single force to fight against the entire Nanzhuo Zongmen, the grade is at least five products! The leaves are stunned.

Xu Jing asked: "How strong is the ghetto?"

Luo Hanshan smiled bitterly. "The peak period is the late stage of the star. Now it is estimated that there is also the strength of the early stage of the star. Otherwise, it is impossible to destroy the door overnight."

Wen Yan, Xu Jing and Ye Chen were secretly taking a breath.

The late extremes of the Stars!

The warriors at this level can completely destroy the mountains and the mountains, and the martial artists can only destroy some mountains hundreds of meters high. The two are not at one level. If the other side restores its full strength, let alone a single large door. Even if the five major sects are on the same page, I am afraid that it is difficult to escape the result of the door. The strength gap is too big to be compensated by the number of people.

"Heavenly ghosts!"

"Purple light means!"

Above the sky, the gray-black infuriating big as a hill collided with a slender purple light, and the air suddenly disjointed like a wave, and the aftermath could shake the ordinary Wu Yuan’s early warrior. Go up, come to a hundred and die one hundred.

At this moment, Ye Chen felt that there was a subtle sound of breaking through from all directions.

"Someone is coming."

The three stood on the mountain peak and looked down. In a short while, they saw dozens of hundreds of black spots gathering at this mountain, which was extremely fast.

"Be war!"

Luo Hanshan looked very calm.

About ten times of blinking, the first black man appeared on the mountain, and the infuriating volatility was strong, but it was an early warrior in the Yuanyuan.

"kill!"

He snorted and rushed to the three without hesitation.

Luo Hanshan shook his head and threw his hand and threw a silver iron bullet, which crashed into the black body of the black man.

Bang!

The blazing silver lightning broke out, and the black man was instantly bombarded with no bones. He left a deep pit ten meters deep and burnt black.

The eyes of the leaf dust are awkward, and the power of the silver bullet is too big! In the early days of a martial art, there was no chance for the warrior to rebel, and it was blown up and crushed. In other words, there were a few silver-light bullets on the body, and the early warriors could almost kill the enemy.

Luo Hanshan is cold and stern: "There are not many silver bullets, so kill the powerful black people, and the rest will be solved."

"I can't ask for it." Xu Jing has been eager to try.

Soon, two black men rushed up, and they were also the early warriors in the Yuan Dynasty. After all, the high-level talents flew to the front, and the low-level ones were behind.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The explosion of silver-light bullets came one after another, except for a black man who saw the machine fast and hid away. The other black people were generally in the end, and there was no dead body, and the black man who was hiding was also silver. The explosion of the light bullet hit the broken wave, broke a leg, and was badly injured.

"The monument to the king of heaven!"

Luo Hanshan stared at the light and slammed a punch.

The huge infuriating fist held a purple stone tablet and killed the seriously injured black man, and the blood was filled with blood.

this moment.

The murderousness of Luo Hanshan was completely released. Wherever there was a gentle temperament, it was a god.

The people in the back rushed to the top of the hill.

Hey, hey!

Xu Jing had two rings of flames in the back, and the soles of the feet shook the ground, punching one by one, killing two black men who were later repaired.

The leaf dust is not slow. The sword and the sword are combined with the sword. The thick sword is almost a cutting machine. Where is it, where the black man is broken by a sword, the intestines are visceral, and the sword is left behind. Sweep into a blood fog.

"Kid, look for death."

The two black men in the late peaks of the real world are surrounded by leaf dust, which is much more powerful than ordinary black people. The strength is no less than the first disciple of the emerald valley.

Of course, Ye Chen, who was promoted to the late stage of condensed reality, has not treated these people as a dish. In a word, the stunned swordsmanship is in harmony with the cranes, and the whole person is like a cloud of emptiness, shuttle between the two. Swords are vertical and horizontal, killing and decisive.

Hey!

Hey!

The heads of the two men suddenly flew up, and the blood at the neck was like a spring.

"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!"...

More and more black people appear on the spacious mountain peaks, including ordinary black people, black men with strength and Cheng Jun, and even one or two black people in the quasi-class level. The only thing to be thankful for. The black man who has been cultivated in the Yuan Yuan seems to have been killed by the silver bullets of Luo Hanshan. Otherwise, even if the three can compete for a while, it is difficult to survive.

"Day of Heaven!" In the face of pressure, Xu Jing finally broke out the hidden strength, the ninth heavy urging of the Golden Brake in three days, and a blazing flame halo behind the head, half-size, Jin Guang Zhan Zhan, Sheng Sheng Hui, as if a female warrior in ancient times, was vigorous and vigorous.

The three black men who wanted to sneak attack had not had time to react, and they were killed by Xu Jing’s overbearing punches, and the backs were blown up.

The ninth hegemony of the three-day Golden Brake is unimaginable.

Luo Hanshan also urged Zijigong to the ninth realm. There was a purple gas behind it, which extended like a bridge to the void, adding infinite fighting power to himself. At this moment, the monumental Tianwang boxing was displayed, almost invincible. Wherever it went, the black man was shocked to death, without any resistance, even a black man in the quasi-class level was also boxed back.

Ye Chen’s true qigong method is not comparable to two people, but he has quenched jade and strong body. As early as half a month ago, he cultivated to the fifth 诀金玉玉 body, relying solely on physical defense, quasi-public level black. The clothing man can't hurt him. He is not too safe, and he is also urging the pure and sturdy body protection. It is equivalent to having two layers of defense, one inside and one outside.