Limitless Sword God

Although the sword is very low in character, but under the blessing of the gods, the surface of the sword is surrounded by several kinds of spirits, and the sharpness is amazing. This moment is like a deadly artifact.

However, this grandson of the sun is not a general generation. When the sword is about to be pulled away, his glove quickly grabs a pile of gold powder from the storage ring that is not in his waist and directly scatters to Su Yun. !

At the moment of throwing at Su Yun, the gold powder shines.

铛铛铛铛铛

After the flood of gold powder, a grain actually weighs a thousand pounds, and it is extremely hard. The swords of the past are directly blocked by these gold powders, and the remaining gold powder falls on Su Yun’s body, just like a hill covered in him. The body, the weight is amazing, Su Yun whole person was instantly bombed to the ground.

"How? I have a good taste of this magic weapon ‘dusty dust’?”

Sun Zhimei’s mouth smirked and smiled. He lifted his breath and did not land. Instead, he continued to ascend into the air. At a height of several kilometers, then the man fell again. After approaching the ground, he slammed his fists and mad at Su Yun. bombardment.

"Da Tian Shen Quan!!"

Sun Zhimiao yelled, and the iron fist punched a huge punch and blasted to the ground.

The land that has just experienced the stormy waves has once again fallen into a storm, the ground of crazy punches is fragmented, and the audience around the audience are all retreating. Even the notary and the referee have to retreat from the fight area, only the fourth The guardians of Qinchuan, who are stationed in the four directions of Fujian and Taiwan, are still like statues. They are still motionless. From the beginning to the end, they are suffering from the attack of two contestants.

Tianweimen’s name is not to be considered in the southern region. Even in the northern continent, no one dares to ignore it. In recent years, Tianweimen has been low-key, and most of the people are living in a simple and rarely active place on the mainland. This is slowly being diluted. , can be faded does not mean dare to look down. Tianweimen is not like other sects. It is mainly based on a kind of spiritual property. They have the power of various attributes, and even many people have never heard of the spiritual attributes they have seen. The masters in the door are like clouds. There are many magic weapons, and the strength is extremely strong.

Although Su Yun does not know much about Tianweimen, he understands that it is much more difficult to solve the threat of Tianweimen than to solve the threat of the Sujia.

It is useless to think about it now.

Su Yun cold eyes, lifted the double sword to the top of the head, began to frantically rotate, the double sword swiftly turned like a fan, forming a circular sword shield, resisting the iron fist of this kneeling down.

Sun Zhimiao fell from the air and punched the sword shield.

This fist, I do not know how much power, the fist is not close to the sword shield, the invisible pressure has approached, the entire ground subsided more than one meter deep, showing a huge fist shape.

"Dead! No cloud!" Sun Zhimiao drinks low.

But just in the blink of an eye, the sword shield suddenly disappeared.

At first glance, Su Yun instantly removed the double sword! The defense was stopped.

"what?"

Sun Zhimiao looked at each other and was taken aback.

Do not say that he is surrounded by countless audiences, and some people stand up directly and watch this scene incredibly.

Give up the defensive stance? Looking for death?

What is Su Yun going to do?

This strange problem arises in the minds of countless people.

But soon, people have the answer.

Just watching Su Yun suddenly dropped the double sword, directly extended his hands and grabbed the iron fist of Sun Zhimiao.

When Sun Zhimiao saw it, he was very angry: "Do you think you took my fist?"

The sound fell and the power increased.

However, Su Yun was disregarded, and he hardly put his hands on the iron fist. At that moment, the powerful force on the iron fist that was almost impossible to describe with words, like the current, spread throughout Su Yun’s body.

"Look at me tearing you!!!!!" Sun Zhimiao screamed, this moment is completely spelled.

At this time, the side of the side suddenly came up with a sharp blade.

Sun Zhimiao looked side by side, and it was actually the sword that was unsold by Su Yun before it. The sword front turned toward this head and flew directly.

"what?"

Sun Zhimiao stayed.

The stage is awesome!

"Yu Jianshu? Is this the sword of the Shenjian School?"

"What happened? Why is it that the sword is not a sword? Is he a Shenjian faction?"

"Who said that the sword is a sword-sword? When many of the disciples' disciples are sent out, they will never be able to pass on their own friends and friends. Cloudless may be a sword-sword. But it is not necessarily the Shenjian faction, let alone the Tianwu mainland is so big, the swordsmanship is not unique to the Shenjian faction! Only their size is relatively large, and Yujian is also stronger than other factions."

"It turned out to be."

Some viewers looked at the head of the dragon fairy glass and seemed to want to see the reaction of Long Xianli, but they were disappointed. The dragon-stained glass wearing the veil did not have much movement, as if they did not see Su Yun’s move. .

On the stage, the flying sword was so sudden that Sun Zhimiao didn't even think of it. Perhaps it was impossible to think that Su Yun would actually make Yu Jian.

Hey.

He ate a sword on his back and the whole person fell to the ground.

Su Yun, who is still holding his iron fist, smashed the sun on the ground, and the fierce one fell to the ground.

Boom! ! ! !

Sun Zhimiao’s body was heavily squatting on the ground, and the scattered land once again raised the dust, saying that the land under Sun Zhimiao was shattered.

"Well"

Sun Zhimiao spit a blood, and Wan did not expect that this person's strength is so great.

嗖

The singer-swords attacked again, and he turned to Sun Zhimiao to see his power. He seemed to take the life of Sun Zhimiao!

"You kid, a little strength!!"

Sun Zhimiao didn't dare to have a slight contempt, and tried his best to force all of his potential. He screamed and slammed Su Yun with savageness, then rushed to dodge, and the sword was stabbed on the ground.

"Spikes!"

Sun Zhimiao's double fists continue to hammer the ground.

At the foot of Su Yun, the earth trembled, then suddenly split, and a sharp, slender hedgehog came out and hit his sole.

Su Yun’s heart slammed and immediately flew up.

The ground is constantly emerging with sharp ground thorns, one root is more than two meters long, very sharp, and the effort between the blinks, the entire fight area has been covered by spikes.

Su Yun took a breath and swept the dead sword down.

Hey!

The sword blasted open and swayed past, flattening the ground spikes.

People finally landed safely.

It’s just that for a while, Sun Zhimiao has also spurred the killing.

Then he saw a dark yellow key in the storage ring, held it in his hand, held it high above his head, and closed his eyes to quickly recite what mouth.

This sputum seems very cumbersome and long. Seeing Sun Zhimiao's move, Su Yun also instantly understood that the ‘spike of the gods’ he had launched before was just to fight for time.

"Won!"

The people in the audience who were called the brothers by Sun Zhimiao saw this scene and said faintly.

"Wined? What won?"

The next person heard his whisper, and it was full of fog.

But looking at this time, Sun Zhimiao's eyes suddenly burst into yellow light, and the key in his hand turned into a golden color. He raised his key and cast it in the air, and the key was thrown into the air immediately.

"No cloud, you have lost."

Sun Zhimiao blinked and smiled.

"lose?"

Hey!

The key didn't go into the sky, disappeared, but almost at the moment when it disappeared, the sky and white clouds suddenly opened, and a violent halo fell from the sky and hit the body of Su Yun directly.

At the same time, a huge light key with a height of more than ten feet fell, and behind the cloud of Su Yun, he looked at the key of light and gently turned.

Hey.

At that moment, Su Yun felt that his entire body was fixed, and no matter how he acted, he could not break free.

"The key to heaven!!"

Someone stood up under the stage and was shocked.

"The fate of the destiny of the old man! Once you show it, you can completely lock your opponent, so that the other party can't do anything!! Heaven, how can this thing fall into the hands of Sun Zhimiao??"

"How can he have such a magic weapon??"

"so horrible!!"

The snoring sounded non-stop, and this quiet scene was completely ignited by Sun Zhimiao, and it was boiling.

"Ha ha ha ha" Sun Zhimiao laughed openly, he glanced around and looked around, proudly said: "You don't know it? The old man is my grandfather!! This thing is his kiss to me. !!"

The sound fell, he turned his eyes, looked at Su Yun, step by step.

The pair is still full of yellow light and the narrowness of the eyes.

"No cloud, what did I say? I said, I will let you die!"

Sun Zhimiao smiled softly, and there was a hint of disdain and ridicule in the depths of his eyes: "Now, let me fulfill my promise."

When the voice falls, Sun Zhimiao will have to kill.

"Do you really lock me?" At this moment, a whisper popped up.

Sun Zhimiao's action is a stiff: "What? Can you still move? In front of the key to the destiny, it is the spirit of the spirit, even if the master of Ling Xuanyang is only locked down!"

But Sun Zhimiao’s words just fell, and Su Yun’s arms shook a little.

The muscles of his arms clapped up, and his chest was full of rhythm, as if something had been spurred.

Hey.

At this time, Su Yun's arm suddenly opened, directly breaking away from the trap of the key to the destiny, almost at the moment of his movement, cracked a crack in the key to the destiny.

"What? This is impossible!"

Sun Zhimiao’s smile suddenly froze, replaced by full fear and incredible.

"Ok?"

The same is true of the brothers in the audience. Countless people are stunned and staring at this scene.

How can this be? A spiritual soul exists, and actually forcibly broke the trap of the key to the destiny?

People’s hearts are full of surprises, but no one knows that Su Yun, under the blessing of Jun Shenli, has not been completely locked by the key to this life.

He broke the trap and walked toward the grandson of the sun step by step, his eyes murderous.

"This is not true!!"

Sun Zhimiao is pale, and people can't help but take a step back. The face is very ugly and the expression is very exciting.

Su Yun is not polite, and a punch has already come.

Sun Zhimiao raised his hand subconsciously and took the fist from Su Yun. His brain is incomprehensible and he has not considered much at all, but if he is fighting for strength, he is not a virtual cloud.

It was just that this hand had just been lifted, and the eaves of the brothers immediately sounded.

"Wonderful! Be careful!!!"

A look at Sun Zhimiao: "What?"

Hey!

A cold light suddenly came from the side, like a lightning through the arm of Sun Zhimiao

Hey.

Blood is strewn over the platform.

It’s the sword