Heir To All

"boom!"

The airship of the northern fighter plane, shuttled rapidly, and the laser gunboat, approaching from a distance.

Various advanced weapons.

A martial arts monk, leading the way.

Inspired by the relics of civilization, the human powerhouse who evolved into a genetic warrior left the Dragon Soul base.

He was riding an airship warship and rushed to the forbidden area.

Over the outside of the restricted area.

A member of Team One carrying a parachute, descended from the sky under the cover of the northern army, armed with advanced weapons, and slammed into the demon army.

A monk with great swordsmanship.

Holding a full moon scimitar, carrying a wounded on his back, the great master's strength, **** battle, from the devil soldier, smashed a **** road, handed the wounded compatriots to the medical staff, licked the blood, and held the full moon again The scimitar rushed into the army of the demon god.

This time, he never came out again.

"boom!"

The laser cannonballs galloped, rumbling endlessly, and continuously shot into the army of the demon gods. The flames swept the earth, and the army of countless demon gods struggled in the fire and turned into ashes.

"Whizzing!"

The laser cannon ship fired a series of bright lasers, like a giant dragon, rushing into the demon army, taking away hundreds of members of the demon army in an instant.

"Howl!"

The bright sword light shuttled in the distance.

Is a strong sword immortal.

It was a thin old man.

The old man wears a security suit.

The strength has reached the holy level.

There is no hope for the immortal, and he wants to finish his life safely in the world.

Feel the invasion of the demon army.

He was charging in the security booth, his figure broke through the security booth in an instant, and the moment he soared into the sky, he quickly escaped.

One move.

The dust-covered ancient sword leaped out of the riverbed in front of the secluded door.

Across a hundred miles.

Come to his hands as if he was called by him.

Cut out with a single sword.

Sword Qi rushed towards Xiao Han.

The powerful sword light, accompanied by the supreme killing intent, rushed to the army of the demon gods, ten miles apart, but he insisted on cutting down a demon **** of the sanctified level.

Just one sword.

The destructive power of the old sword immortal had already reached the sword mastery, he understood the sword intent, and even controlled the sword spirit.

Compared with Chu Linguang, at this level, the Xiaoqian swordsmanship he used was nothing less than surrender.

"senior!"

Zhou Yubo was shocked.

For many years, he has never seen such a kendo master, the other party is in a security uniform, simple, clean, and unknown. Between his hands, it is ruining the world and devouring the void.

Just one sword.

Even if he had been urged by Chu Linguang and his strength had greatly increased, Zhou Yubo would think he couldn't handle it.

Old Jianxian was speechless.

Holding a simple long sword, swish, rushed into the army of the demon god.

Cut out again with a sword.

The Demon God Power, who was separated by him ten miles, slashed down with a sword, his head flew up, his soul flew away, although the strength was the same level, the combat lethality was not the same level at all.

He was instantly killed by him.

Old Sword Immortal, with a calm expression, rushed straight towards the demon **** army, a demon **** who could control the heaven and earth essence, cause visions, and reach the level of land gods.

Failed to achieve earth immortal in this life.

That death will also die in the hands of the earth immortal.

Old Jianxian moved forward.

With only a long sword, fighting fiercely with the demon **** in the large forbidden area, the battle situation was tragic, and the movement was so loud that the nearby demon army and human powers did not dare to approach easily.

"senior."

Zhou Yubo was moved and his eyes were moist.

The old sword immortal is not afraid of life and death, but only seeks to make a battle with the earth immortal. This kind of mind and thought is a well-deserved sword immortal power.

Many people have noticed Old Jianxian.

Seeing him deep into the danger, Bai Xi wanted to help him, but was stopped by Old Gu.

"For Old Jianxian, this may be a Nirvana, don't influence him."

"Hey!"

Bai Xi whimpered and sighed, and only hoped that the old sword immortal could prove Dao and become immortal, and bring boundless hope to the human monks.

The demon army is mighty.

Storms emerged in the large restricted area.

The Yaozu backed down and kept retreating to the depths of the large forbidden area.

Located in the Kunlun Mountains.

Chu Linguang, who has reached the ultimate strength of the earth, had already felt the anomaly in the large forbidden area before that.

At this moment, he is standing on the highest peak of the Kunlun Mountains.

A pair of fiery eyes, swiftly looking into the distance.

Clearly see the turbulence outside the big restricted area.

The world's Taoism is open.

The sword shadow is suspended outside the Dao Yun.

Chu Linguang saw the old sword fairy who longed to be reborn in a desperate nirvana. At this time, the old sword fairy, his blood burned out, his body was damaged, supported by a single thought and huge vitality.

Holding a sword in one arm, conflicting left and right, then fight fiercely with the Demon God to the end.

It seems that Old Jianxian has no hope of breaking through, and will fall today.

For this reason, Lao Jianxian's resolute and unrepentant eyes also flashed a trace of unwillingness. He joined the world to practice and work as a security guard in a large shopping mall. He did not see through the falsehood, but wanted to learn from it and raise himself to the next level.

Become a true sword fairy.

The result is hopeless.

Even if you die today.

He will also leave with regret.

He aspires to be immortal.

Fighting against the world alone.

Unfortunately, this will eventually be an extravagant hope.

"Humble man, sacrifice your soul!"

The demon **** is powerful, holding a fierce bone knife, under the seat of a jackal tiger and leopard, he is five or six feet tall, and he carries the power to destroy the world and destroy the earth with any blow.

There are already countless human monks who died in his hands.

Bone knife cut down at this moment.

The wolves, tigers and leopards under the seat roared into the sky, and the momentum was as strong as the sky, surging extremely.

Although the old Jianxian had decided to die and was not afraid of everything, he still sighed in the face of this sword. At the last moment, he held the sword with one arm, and at the last moment, he tried his last bit of strength, afraid that he could only block that four-point strength.

There is no bones, and the soul is scattered, just at this moment.

But even so, Old Jianxian still held his sword to block, and continued to rush forward.

Go forward courageously, not afraid of death.

"Howl!"

Only at this moment.

In the sky above Kunlun Mountain, a sword light shot quickly.

Behind Old Jianxian, a sword shadow formed.

Jian Ying sank into the old Jianxian's long sword, and with the old Jianxian's sword, it collided with the demon god's bone knife.

Crunch.

The Demon God's bone knives shattered in an instant.

The strong sword aura erupted from the old sword fairy sword body, and in the blink of an eye, it shattered the body of the demon god's power, and sat down to kill the wolves, tigers and leopards.

The infinite sword intent, accompanied by the infinite kendo perception, seemed to envelop the whole body of the old Jianxian.

The turbid eyes of the old Jianxian who had made the decision to die burst out with dazzling golden light.

As if seeing the sword fairy descend.

In an instant, get enlightenment.

The vitality permeated, moisturizing the whole body, making his dry flesh full of all at once.

At this moment, Old Jianxian realized.

Finally entered a critical step.

Hundred feet continued to go further and left an indelible mark on the sword.

At this time, a sword shadow shot out from the old sword fairy's long sword, shot towards the Kunlun Mountains, and finally turned into countless sword lights, falling like raindrops, and slammed into the army of the demon god.

"Sword Immortal is here, this is polite."

The old sword fairy bowed, raised one arm on his forehead, and saluted respectfully towards the Kunlun Mountains.

At this moment, the Kunlun Mountains, the sky is full of glow, and there seems to be a figure, evolving in the scorching sun, the supreme divine light spreads across the land of China, terrifying sword aura, filling the world.