Dragon-Marked War God

"The sword is pointing, there is no way forward!"

The Tianlong Sword re-emerged and swayed against Xuanyuan’s remnant sword. At that moment, the Guanghua Temple and the four seas were bright, and countless people were looking up to the sky. The Qinghe Zongzhi was a shocking battle.

On the top of the Tianlong sword, the dragon soul is stunned and deafening. The ancient dragon dragon technique combined with Jiang Chen makes the Tianlong sword more like a fish. At this moment, the Tianlong sword is like a broken butterfly, and the layer of the package is removed. Layers of glitz, revealing the most perfect side, the seal of the gods, at this moment, was completely broken, the original glory of the Tianlong sword, bloom nine miles.

"Roar--"

The sword spirit of Tianlongjian is like a dragon to the sea, breaking through the sky, and Xuanyuan’s remnant sword has only one residual sword. There is no sword soul at all, so the last impact of the sword spirit makes Xuan Jiejie instantly swallowed by Jiang Chen’s sword. Fanghua, destroyed and ruined, Xuanyuanjie was degraded by Jiang Chen.

Xuanyuan Jie whispered low, raging in the sky, blood spurting out, no **** face, falling into the altar, kneeling on one knee, completely lost the fighting power.

Jiang Chen’s hand gripped the Xuanyuan sword, and all of them were screaming with a terrible dragon power. The Tianlong sword and the Xuanyuan sword were constantly shaking, but it seems that no one is afraid of the other, Xuanyuan defeated The defeat is quite miserable. The most important thing is that Xuanyuan's remnant sword is powerful, but at the crucial moment, Tianlongjian breaks through the seal, perfectly showing the horror of the sword spirit.

"The waves of the Yangtze River push forward waves, and the generation is stronger than the first generation. Jiangshan has talented people, and each leader has been in the air for hundreds of years. I lost..."

Xuanyuan Jie smiled a bit, he was injured by Jiang Chen's sword soul, it is already lingering.

"Thank you for giving the sword, but Qinghe Zong, I want to kill it!"

"Give a sword? Oh, this sword, I am afraid that you can take it away."

Xuanyuan Jie smiled and shook his head, but his eyes became extremely hot, looking up to the east, a terrible huge sword shadow, shuttled thousands of miles.

Jiang Chen's pupils tightened, the sword did not arrive, Jianqi had approached his eyes, although still thousands of miles away, but this overbearing breath, but forced him back a few steps.

"It’s a terrible sword."

Jiang Chen's dark road, above the void, a tens of thousands of swords and shadows, seemingly illusory, above the sharp edge of the blade, the old man of a dark green robes, holding hands, bringing the entire Qinghe Zong, a huge oppressive force.

"You are still coming."

Xuanyuan Jie said faintly, it seems that there is some dissatisfaction, looking at the dark green robes of the old man above the void.

"If you die, you will stop, but the sword can't be lost."

The old man said coldly.

"Kids, swords and swords are brought, I can let you go."

"If I can't say it? This sword, I like it, this is my spoils, why should I give it to you?"

Jiang Chen said with a cold smile, this guy, afraid of it is extremely simple, even he has raised a sense of difficulty to compete, but the ducks that arrived, Jiang Chen will not let it fly.

"Young and promising, afterlife is awesome, but if you insist on not, I am afraid that it will be done. Hehe."

The old man smiled.

"Xuanyuan Coat, I have to look at it, who of you can be better. Haha."

Xuanyuanjie said with a big smile, looking at Xuanyuan's cloak, but full of hatred.

"Xuanyuan Furong? Is he? He is not the big brother of Xuanyuanjie? The one of the two rivers of the year, he is."

The look of the evil spirits is dignified, and it is extremely low.

"Yes, the oldest ancestor of the River is the title of Xuan Jiejie in the late period. At the peak of his time, there was a big brother named Xuanyuan Fur Coat. He is the boss of the Shuhe Xiong, and he was still alive."

Dan Feng also could not help but nod, this should be regarded as a big thing that shocked the entire river.

"The old ancestors of the river, Xuanjiejie, have already lost. I don't know now. Can Xuanyuan's cloaks smash the girders of the riverside world."

Dillon said with a wry smile, the success of the successive ones made them all incomparably suppressed. Jiang Chen’s strength is really terrible, and there is no way to win the battle. This is their evaluation of Jiang Chen at this time, like a The insurmountable mountain is general, and his real strength is only half a step to the king of the king.

"Reassure, I am not as useless as you are, even the things of my ancestors can be lost."

Xuanyuan's cloak said coldly, Xuan Jiejie's face changed greatly, but it was just a cold cry.

"There is no more nonsense, and I have to take back the Xuanyuan remnant sword beforehand."

Jiang Chen looked at these two guys, obviously it was a relationship, but he didn't want to let the other side get the Xuanyuan sword.

"I am not interested in the two of you, this Xuanyuan sword, I have to fix it, Qinghezong, I am also dead. If you leave now, I can also think that nothing has happened."

Jiang Chen from the channel.

"Ha ha ha, the newborn calf is not afraid of the tiger, compared to Xue Liang, you are even better, but unfortunately the genius of the brilliant guy. Good boy, then I don't tell you more, if you can beat me, Xuanyuan sword It is yours."

Xuanyuan's cloak was not angry and laughed, shaking his head and saying.

"Do you know Xue Liang?"

Jiang Chen brows a wrinkle, Xue Liang is one of his few friends, and it is a cherished, Xue Liang out of forgetting the sword, Jiang Chen is not willing to fight evil with the sword, so that will make Xue Liang very difficult.

"Forget the sword, this generation of guardian swordsman is me. Xue Liang, it is my teacher."

"Well, I won't kill you!"

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, forgetting the sword is the only one that didn't chase himself. It was largely because of Xue Liang, so Jiang Chen would not be willing to report.

"Boy, I really appreciate you, but appreciate it, this Xuanyuan sword, you can not take it. This is what I forgot to guard the sword for thousands of years."

Xuanyuan's eyes became hot, and the look was more and more dignified. He could defeat Xuanyuanjie, indicating that he was not simple. Xuanyuan's clothes would not ignore Jiang Chen.

"Okay, then see the Kung Fu under your hand."

Jiang Chen does not squint, this Xuanyuan cloak is not for the Qinghe sect, but for the Xuanyuan remnant sword, from the forgotten sword, it is not difficult to explain, but this Xuanyuan sword, he is also determined to win.

"Alright, to the war friends, so as not to hurt the gas, lose, I turned around and won, I will not kill you, take the Xuanyuan sword."

The tone of Xuanyuan's cloaked clothes made Jiang Chen quite surprised. It seems that Xuanyuan Jieming knows that it is Xuanyuan's cloak, but there is no joy. It turns out that there is a reason. The relationship between the two is really invisible.

"A word is fixed!"

Jiang Chen stepped back and crossed the knife. This battle is more difficult than it was just now.