Limitless Sword God

The courtmaster of Xianting does not seem to feel angry, nor feels joy and sorrow. Like a god, he uses a high-up attitude to overlook these creatures that are like ants in his eyes.

I don’t think there are millions of people in Su Yun’s side, but in front of this person, it’s like powder.

Su Yun knows that this will be an arduous battle. All the people standing here will not be spared. Regardless of the outcome of this battle, the pattern of the fairy world will be broken and the fairyland will last for hundreds of thousands of years. Will break today.

From today, Wanjie will not be peaceful.

Fairy Ting is not a person who likes nonsense. Perhaps in his opinion, these guys in front of him will not take up a lot of his time.

"Okay, let's end this boring farce!"

Xian Tingchang faintly opened his mouth, then raised his arm, as if to cast a magical power.

Su Yun saw it, his eyes were cold, and he immediately rushed over. He held the double-month sword in one hand and held the sword in one hand. The sword was lifted and directly hit the fairy, and the people who were on the scene were not aware of it.

"The descendant of the Promise Swordsman, the Promise Swordsmanship is also a superb sword art, but I see that your sword is frivolous, innocent and innocent, without spirit and rhyme, I believe this Promise swordsmanship, but also the sword ancestors, etc. How can you dare to be an enemy?"

The president was indifferent.

However, he obviously does not know the characteristics of the sword. After the brilliance of the sword, a strong space of air is injected, directly covering all the space around the fairy, he wants to dodge, but it is no longer, this space is like It was a net, dragging him all in, and his people immediately disappeared into the sword.

These scenes have stunned two hundred million people.

Where is the president going?

What did this guy do?

People are jaw-dropping.

Xiangyang and others are aware of Su Yun’s means, and understand all this, but Su Yunjian’s sake. I immediately seized this opportunity and launched an attack on the Xianting Army.

The president was dragged by Su Yun, and that was their only chance. If the president is there, he will never give them the opportunity to attack, and the Xian Tingjun, under the leadership of Xian Tingjun, has a strong morale and soaring power, but now it is different. In fact, they are extremely worried about whether Su Yun can hold on to Xian Tingchang. Because this time, the key is in this person. If it can be successfully restrained, the coalition forces will win the game.

"Rush!!!!"

Under the command of Qin Qianlong and others, the coalition forces began to formally attack this group of Xianting elite troops.

The scene was instantly lit.

The two sides made a burst of shouting, and the colorful sensation dyed the sky.

After Su Yun was dragged into the sword, he jumped into it. If he didn't go in and restrain the president, with his strength, he was afraid that it would take a few seconds to break the barriers of the sword and force it out. .

Su Yun did not hesitate to hesitate and took the lead, but when he first entered the sword, he stopped.

Then look at the inside of the sword, the light and shadow that he was forcibly dragged into it, that is, the fairy long, floating in the air at this moment, looking into the distance, he can see through the glare that the person in the light is now The sluggish face seems to be attracted by what is incredible. The line of sight is completely stared at the distance. In the face of the coming Su Yun, there is no attention at all.

Su Yun is not a gentleman, not to mention the face of such a powerful enemy, he is not likely to give up what, swearing that the courtmaster did not notice that he entered, immediately carrying the double-month sword, the emperor of the court smashed the past.

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Although Xian Tingchang did not look back, he did not even notice that he did not pay attention to Su Yun, but in the past, when the two months of swordsmanship passed, the void behind him suddenly burst into a shackle, followed by a big hand in the void, directly Grabbing the two-month sword that came from the shackles, the big hand clasped the sword body, and the five fingers moved. The fairy scent on the sword of the two months immediately evaporated, disappearing without a trace.

Seeing this scene, Su Yun stunned and immediately pressed the sword down, aiming to destroy this inexplicable big hand, but he was surprised to find that his strength is completely inferior to this hand.

Hey! Hey! Hey!啾啾

At this time, a large number of cockroaches were pulled out in all directions, and only one big hand came out directly from the scorpion, grabbed Su Yun's limbs and neck, and completely suppressed him.

Su Yun struggled and found that these hands are endless, and they want to break away from the extreme difficulties.

At this time, Xian Tingchang slowly turned around, can see that his surface faint dim a lot, inside is a naked man with bronze skin, the appearance is still very vague.

He stared at Su Yun with unquestionable majesty, and a serious voice came out.

"Answer me, 蝼 ant! The center of this space! Is it the seal of the legendary sword??"

"The legendary sword? Every sword here is a legend, which one do you mean?" Su Yun stopped struggling and snorted.

"Nature is the sword that creates the world and creates the universe! The breath here! It is it! This sword is it, right??"

Although his words are low, the excitement and excitement in his speech is very obvious.

However, the voice fell, waiting for Su Yun’s answer, but the sharp double-month sword.

It turned out that when the president was not prepared, Su Yun suddenly spurred the sacred robes, dispelled these big hands, and then directly attacked.

Hey!

The sword of the two-month sword sharply penetrated into the halo, and it was accidentally attached to the head of the bronze figure. It was only that the double-month sword did not penetrate the half point. The skin of the other side seemed to be the hardest in the world. Something, even if Su Yun will push the scent of the whole body, there is still no effect.

"Your means, too bad!"

Xian Ting grows a light road, then reaches out and gently pushes Su Yun

Hey! ! ! ! !

Su Yun’s chest immediately sag, and his body was directly dispelled. People were like bullets and flew backwards. They hit more than ten swords and eventually slammed to the edge of the world of swords, the solid iron wall. It fell, and when he stood up, the man was already in a state of sorrow, and his mouth was filled with blood.

With a casual palm, there is such power. How strong is this fairy courtmaster? Compared with him, is there still such a big gap?

He can't imagine it.

However, at this moment, the interest of Xian Tingchang does not seem to be in the life of Su Yun, but has a strong interest in the fierce sword stored in the center of the sword.

If he wants to come, he also heard of the fierce sword. He may even send someone to look for the whereabouts of the fierce sword. Like the fairy god, he pursues the existence of the supreme power. In the face of the fierce sword, the demon capable of destroying the world, he can not be tempted. ?

However, how can Su Yun let him go to the fierce sword? If the fierce sword seal is lifted by him, then the heavens and the real world can really be cleaned.

He secretly gritted his teeth and carried the double-monthly sword and rushed to the side of the court.

It seems that Su Tingchang also feels that Su Yun is annoyed. He takes out the square crystal at any time and throws it at Su Yun.

The crystal melted into a liquid, and then quickly became an adult shape, and then solidified. Soon, an ice-carved person appeared in front of Su Yun. He held the ice sword with one hand and smashed it at Su Yunxiao.

Su Yun's backhand sword resisted the past, and the crystal once again stormed the sword. This seems to be a magic weapon, and from the breath of the crystal to judge, its strength is also the existence of the peak of the spirit.

If it is just like this, it can consume Su Yun all day.

Su Yun took a strong wave and blasted the crystal man back. Then his body moved into a thick smoke. When it appeared again, it was already a terrifying and horrible posture. He opened his mouth and bit the crystal man directly. The waist, then madly torn.

The crystal man mentioned the ice sword and smashed it toward his brain. However, the strength of Su Yun turned into a dragon was greatly increased, and the defensive ability was even more terrifying. The soul of the soul of the gods was the anti-dragon, and the strength of the dragon was also The increase, the present, has already surpassed the peak of Ling Xuan, it is not difficult to tear this crystal.

When he finally solved the crystal man, Su Yun himself was exhausted and his breath was very weak. Before the war, he was injured. Now he is forced to incarnate the dragon, but he is exhausting his own strength. I am afraid that it is catching up now. The immortal president, but also can not help him.

His body regained his form, but at the moment he was barely able to fly forward. He gasped and went to the location of the fierce sword. The sky that can see the world of this sword has already darkened, and the air seems to have been heavily polluted. However, in Su Yun’s view, these breaths must be related to the fierce sword.

He continued to move forward, and the swords on both sides appeared abnormal at this time. Then the sword on the sword platform suddenly trembled fiercely and seemed to fly out of the sword at any time.

Su Yun brows his head, does not dare to scorn, and immediately accelerates toward the forward.

But he did not fly forward for a long time, and a strong ray of light broke out from the direction of the fierce sword in the distance.

Su Yun lost this eye, and quickly stopped, his eyes narrowed.

The light lasted for a while and then gradually weakened. He re-throws his sight, but sees the farthest, a gloomy figure floating in front of a giant sword.

But in the middle of this giant sword and light and shadow, there is still a figure.

It is a figure of a delicate allure, a beautiful figure in white wins the snow.

"Rainstorm"

Su Yun whispered.

The snowy and soft face, only the firm and Shen Su at the moment.

The breath has changed. In this huge sword-stricken world, the momentum of Xian Tingchang was instantly suppressed and could not be exhausted.

"Get back!"

She rushed to the high-ranking fairy-tale lord, and made such a disgusting discourse.

"Who are you?" Xian Ting asked.

"I don't repeat the second time!"

She opened her mouth again.

This moment, murderous!

Such a murderous, Su Yun never felt, he raised his eyes, staring at Ling Qingyu.

In the midst of it, he seems to feel a little familiar from the murderous thing. ? Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotian.net