Heavenly God Mnemonic

As soon as this idea appeared in my mind, I felt extremely absurd, just a sword spirit, wouldn't it be so silly?

Immediately I heard my companions yell desperately: "Be careful! Be careful!"

He turned around abruptly, and saw Wan Jian approaching, and he was immediately in front of him.

After Wan Jian, there was no panic on that white sword spirit's face, a ridicule of sarcasm, and a sense of contentment.

"You MLGB, dare to play me! I won't let you go if I die!"

Before Sun San died, the final roar erupted, and then he rushed forward, and was immediately pierced into a sieve by Wan Jian, bursting into mash.

"Hey!"

The remaining sixteen people all took a breath.

Is this sword spirit still conspiring?

Qian Er was frightened and said, "Are you too shameless?!"

Sword Spirit looked at him mockingly. Although he didn't speak, his eyes revealed a strong message, as if he was saying: It's not what you learned.

Everyone immediately understood that for hundreds of millions of years, countless people had come here to look for Frost Sword Intent, and sword spirit saw all the various gestures in them, so they had nothing to learn.

Yang Qingxuan clasped his fists and arched his hands and said: "Adults have enough to play, and two of our companions also died tragically under the sword of the adults. Even if they offend, the price should be enough. Now if we are to let us go, please let the adults give you more Count. If you don’t let it go, it’s a big deal. Even if you are the eternal supreme, we can beat him to death. I don’t believe that adults can have supreme power."

Sword Ling's expression changed instantly, and a trace of alertness passed through his eyes.

Everyone knew that Yang Qingxuan was frightening each other, and each one held their heads high, showing extreme confidence and combat power, and could not help nodding.

Yang Qingxuan said again: "If we give way, we will turn our heads and leave. From now on, we won't bother adults or be friends. We can also drink tea or eat a bowl of wontons every other time."

The sword spirit stared at Yang Qingxuan for a while, and suddenly his body became extremely swollen. He grabbed his hands around, making a sharp sound in his mouth and pushing his hands forward.

Those ten thousand swords shot down instantly, densely packed, countless.

The valley was filled with sword aura again, and there was lore and slashing power everywhere, as if everything in the sword sea was about to disappear, leaving only the only spiritual sense.

"grass!"

Yang Qingxuan yelled, turned around and ran, and dropped a word: "Escape!"

Someone is playing clever, leaving the crowd directly and fleeing in another direction.

Suddenly, a dense shower of sword rain over the man's head struck him down.

In panic, the man directly raised a shield.

After forcibly blocking for a while, suddenly a white light flashed on his side, and the sword spirit appeared, harvesting his life.

Qian Er shouted: "Don't get separated! This space can't get out, work together to kill the sword spirit!"

Where did the remaining people dare to flee, they hurriedly stayed with everyone to resist the sword qi torrent together, but in the torrent, the figure of the sword spirit continued to flicker, slowly approaching everyone.

Yang Qingxuan said in surprise: "This sword spirit is one with him, and it can travel seamlessly!"

It's like a fish in the water.

A member of the Dongli tribe who was struggling to resist the sword qi suddenly flashed the sword qi around him and turned into a sword spirit, and the sword slashed down.

The Dongli tribe dodged in horror, but the sword spirit disappeared in an instant. The next moment it appeared from the surge of sword energy behind the Dongli tribe, and a sword easily cut off his head.

Yang Qingxuan was frightened and said, "Zhuzier dare!"

Although he said "slave" in his mouth, he did not really regard the five people as slaves, but as partners, at least as subordinates.

Seeing a tragic death at this moment, he was suddenly furious.

Sword Spirit glanced over with cold eyes and stared at him.

Yang Qingxuan immediately got cold all over, aware of the huge danger, and hurriedly summoned the ghost hiding in the war halberd, and instantly he merged.

The danger came extremely quickly, almost the moment after he finished cursing the sword spirit.

This is a sword spirit that Javier will repay.

Yang Xuanzang shouted, no longer caring about concealing anything, the halberd immediately came out and swept into the torrent of swords.

The sword spirit lurking within was taken aback, wondering how the other party found out about him, but Yang Qingxuan had always been the peak strength of the nine-star thousand realms, giving him the illusion of a soft persimmon.

Subconsciously, it is just accidental.

Seeing Yang Qingxuan hacking over without his own strength, he sneered and slashed with his sword.

The halberd drawn a white light in the air, straight into the surge of sword energy.

On Friday and Wu Liu's face changed drastically at the same time, and they cried out, "You are!"

This halberd is unparalleled in the world, there can be no fakes, unless Yang Qingxuan died and fell into the hands of other people.

But the mellow power on the halberd, and the terrifying knowledge of the seven-cutting style that day, could not be the second person.

Both of them were in a trance for a moment.

"boom!"

The halberd flicked with the sword in the sword spirit's hand, bursting out bright and white light.

Yang Xuanzang's body shook and found that the sky was covered by a layer of frost, but in an instant, the frost melted a little bit. It did not evaporate, but was sucked into the halberd.

Sword Spirit's originally arrogant and mocking face showed a touch of astonishment, and then it turned into shock, then panic.

He desperately grabbed the sword, trying to extract it, but found that it was completely absorbed.

His sword is part of the sword qi, and at this moment it is broken down into the root of the sword qi and sucked into the halberd.

The sword spirit was horrified, feeling like a disaster, and hurriedly let go of the sword, and then fled out.

If he stayed a little longer, he was afraid that he and the sword would be sucked into the opponent's weapon.

Friday exulted: "Can you restrain it with this halberd?"

Yang Xuanzang received the halberd, his gaze swept away from Friday and Wu Liu: "Van Qing Fanyi, don't come here unharmed."

When the two of them were shocked, Fanyi suddenly smiled and said, "Hey, it seems that you have recognized me a long time ago."

Yang Xuanzang said: "It's weird if you don't recognize it."

Fan Yijiao smiled and said, "I haven't seen me for so long, and I can recognize me for the first time. It seems that you didn't want to be less."

Yang Xuanzang said coldly: "Yeah, I think you are not dead yet."

Fanyi smiled and said, "A bad guy with duplicity."

Yang Xuanzang didn't bother to care about her again. Although there was hatred before, the catastrophe of the world was over. Everyone was reconciled under the mediation of the mysterious enemy. After arriving at the upper realm, there was no reason for hostility.

At this moment, they are in the same boat again, and the relationship with the two brahmas is much closer than others.

Fan Qing was a little jealous: "I didn't expect your strength to increase so fast."

Fanyi said: "You have always had a lot of ghost ideas, what should you do now?"

Yang Xuanzang said solemnly: "There is no other way but to defend. As long as we defend for long enough, I don't believe that his energy is endless."