Immemorial Sword Venerable

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"Listen to my password and attack."

With the order of Blood Drops, more than ten people ordered the ancient gods and thunders.

The power of the bright and colorful blood veins jumped out and merged in the void, turning into a spooky monster beast, slamming into the Dongxi Mountain.

Tear!

Fang Chen walked out of it without waiting for the fierce monster to approach.

He stepped on the Dongshang Mountain, his momentum was like a rainbow.

boom!

With a light punch, the men were cracked together with a single blow, and the fierce monster was instantly broken.

"Ok?"

After seeing Fang Chen, the faces of Bing Wushuang and Xuezi changed, and his eyes were filled with hot colors.

"Boy, after hiding for thirty thousand years, is he finally willing to come out?" Bing Wushuang stood up and said lightly.

The blood drop on the side was even ridiculous: "Shrinked turtle, if you had been hiding here for 30,000 years, you would have died in my hands."

Fang Chen's eyes swept across everyone, and finally fell on the body of Blood Drops and Bing Wushuang.

Although facing the enemy, he was calm.

Because, in his view, today's Bing Wushuang and blood drops are nothing more than ants.

Why do you need to be angry when facing ants?

"Very well, it seems that you have not forgotten the crimes committed 30,000 years ago?" Fang Chen asked.

"It's just a flame tribe, it's gone, it's gone. You are hard to protect yourself now, and you want to avenge yourself?" Blood Dizi sneered.

Fang Chen shook his head gently and said to himself: "No one is the same."

Bing Wushuang raised his eyebrows, "It seems that your cultivation has improved over the past 30,000 years, giving you a lot of self-confidence. Do you think you already have strength against us?"

"Correct one point, not against your strength, but to crush your strength." Fang Chen said.

Suddenly, it caused a big laugh.

"Huh, it's really ridiculous, a **** in Xinggujing, dare to be so crazy in front of Minggujing?"

"Boy, I think the more you practice, the more confused you are."

"To deal with you, there is no need for blood drops and ice to match you, I can easily crush you."

Fang Chen was too lazy to ignore these ignorant idiots. He looked up at the many people on the mountain.

"Ok?"

He was a little surprised, why did all the tribes in the bloodline come here?

But soon, he understood that Xiaohuo passed on to him, saying that the meeting of the ancestors once every 100,000 years was held on Wansheng Mountain.

Fang Chen's eyes rolled and smiled: "So, all the tribes in the bloodline have gathered together?"

After the pseudo-black hole bloodline evolved into a black hole bloodline, Fang Chen's only goal was to absorb all bloodlines.

Now is the perfect opportunity, and he has run around everywhere.

"Brother Blood, you don't need to deal with this kind of garbage. I'm willing to work for you."

The person speaking is the ancient **** of the ancient ancient life of the Yanlei tribe, but his cultivation is only the early stage of the ancient ancient life.

drink!

With a low drink, the figure flickered, and immediately approached Fang Chen, carrying a punch of Yan Thunder's bloodline, and exploded into the vastness.

I saw that Fang Chen gently raised his palm, and quickly shook the man's fist with lightning.

No matter how hard his fists are, he can't break the shackles of Fang Chen.

And the power of the thunder bloodline above the fist was also quickly drawn into the body by Fang Chen.

"not good."

The ancient **** of the Yanlei tribe screamed badly, but it was too late.

"No one tells you, can I resist the early stage of the ancient realm 30,000 years ago?"

Fang Chen's voice passed into his ears.

Click!

His palm was torn apart, blood was sprayed into the sky, and then Fang Chen was kicked.

"what!"

A miserable cry came from his mouth.

Around, everyone shook.

In the early days of the Ancient Realm, the warrior was easily abolished and repaired by him. After 30,000 years have passed, how strong is his strength?

"Let me meet him."

Thunder strikes a warrior in the middle of the ancient realm who has no relationship with the ancient **** of the Yanlei tribe.

Click!

With a clear sound, Fang Chenjian punched it through a single punch, and at the same time absorbed the power of the blood in his body.

Thump!

The ancient **** in the middle of the ancient life was killed instantly.

If it was a previous scene that just surprised many tribes, then the scene in front of them is enough to stir up a storm in their hearts.

Fang Chen stepped out, standing on the edge of Dongxiu Mountain, standing with his hands down, proud of the heroes.

"I said that year, one day, I will wipe out your ethnic group and avenge the flame tribe."

Fang Chenkang said forcefully: "Now, I'm back, it's time to honor my promise."

At this moment, he was so powerful, like a dragon and a rainbow, he was overbearing.

The body is surrounded by invincible sword qi, and the whole person is like a great sword, which is extremely visually striking.

Blood drops and Bing Wushuang narrowed their eyes and stared at Fang Chen.

"I have to say that your strength has improved a lot in the past 30,000 years." Blood Dizi said: "However, after all, you are just a loose cultivation, how to fight with our bloodline to join the clan?"

"It doesn't even need me to deal with you."

The voice of Blood Dizi has just fallen, and more than a dozen strong men of ancient realm will take action together.

"kill."

Loud sounds, terrifying breath, filled out.

The small fire in Dongxia Mountain was very worried about Fang Chen, and he prayed in secret.

With Xingyin sword in hand, Fang Chen's invincible sword spirit is even more intense.

"Break a sword."

The wrist trembles, and the Xingyin sword traverses a beautiful track in the sky.

Invincible Kendo's first move, destroy a sword, and show it.

The mighty sword light burst into the crowd and then exploded.

At the same time, Fang Chen wielded a second sword, a sword from heaven and earth.

Thump!

Everyone also struggled with the explosion of the first sword, and had no time to care for the second sword.

The sword of heaven and earth, like entering the unmanned state, carrying incredible power, continuously piercing through the heads of many people, and finally rushing towards the blood drops.

"roll."

Blooddrops was furious and took out the Zhenzu Treasure, which could smash Jianguang.

Throughout the Halloween Mountains, there was deathly silence.

Everyone stared at Fang Chen in front of Dongqi Mountain dumbfounded. He was like a demon **** of hell, so frightening.

Just two swords, beheaded dozens of powerful ancient realm, is this too exaggerated?

Looking at the corpses falling in the pool of blood, all their blood was sucked up, and it was terrible.

"What did I see? Is this true?"

"What does he want to do? With his own strength, suppress the blood-bound enclaves?"

"God, his strength is too strong? I have seen him shot 30,000 years ago. At that time, he could not resist the joint attack of Blood Drops and Bing Mushuang, but now, he can kill a sword Jingu God. "

"It's too strong to be imagined."

Every warrior has an unbelievable idea in his heart.

Boom!

Fang Chen held the hilt of the Xingyin sword with both hands, and inserted it fiercely on the Dongxi Mountain.

Buzz!

The sound of Jianming resounded through the sky.

Invincible sword gas, filled the void, will destroy the ice and snow covering the surface of Donggong Mountain.

The fighting spirit was so high and the momentum was so high, Fang Chen returned with a strong attitude and shocked everyone!

"I, come back." Fang Chen said: "Revenge, from now on!"

In Fang Chen's mind, there was a shadow of Dao. There were elderly patriarchs and many tribes.

They cheered and seemed to applaud themselves.

"Can your spirit in the sky see that I am revenge for you?" Fang Chen murmured.

A sword picked down dozens of ancient gods and ancient gods, completely shocking everyone on the Wansheng Mountain.

Many tribes were timid and withdrew from the encirclement and suppression.

In the blink of an eye, in front of Dongxi Mountain, only two solitary tribes remained.

Ice tribe and blood snake tribe.

Blood Drops and Bing Wushuang looked at each other, and they understood what the other person was thinking.

If this battle is won, then from now on, their two tribes will become the dominant tribe of blood.

And if it fails, then the two tribes will be in a state of utter annihilation, and even ... may be completely destroyed.

Buzz!

The breath of terror spread out from the body of Bing Wushuang and the blood drops.

The two of them stood side by side, and the treasure of the Zhen tribe released a bright light.

The eyes of both of them were filled with firmness.

In this battle, they must win.

"Your strength is beyond our imagination. However, here is after all the blood boundary, our territory, you an outsider would not like to dominate." Bing Wushuang said.

The blood drip face was hideous: "How can you imagine our means? Today, with your head, pay tribute to the many dead people!"

Finished.