Marquis of Grand Xia

The Ziwei star field, the last robbery came, four emperor emperors appeared together, emperor Wei spread, destroying the world.

At the moment of crisis, in the starry sky, Wan Jian rushed by, striking the sword and approaching the emperor.

The four emperors felt, their expressions condensed at the same time.

"Amazing sword."

Scale Emperor stepped forward, the golden light around him, the golden scale manifested, blocking the Dao Daoguang from the broken sky.

The sword of the world is in the eyes of everyone. Among the thousands of swords, one comes from the sword. The black clothes are like ink, and the sword is cold.

Tianfu Jianzun, a hundred-year-old sword, was once unsheathed, stunning the world.

"Are you alone?"

Scale Emperor looked at the black sword sword in front of him, and said coldly, "You can't save this world with your sword alone."

"Plus old?"

In the voice, the starry sky stirred, an old figure walked out, the withered body did not have a trace of true energy fluctuation, but it gave people an indescribable pressure.

The human emperor!

Seeing the coming person, the four imperial emperors of the original magical realm flashed coldly in the eyes, and the Lord finally came.

"Four to two, boring."

Yu Luowu said lightly, with no intention of shooting behind his hands.

"Since you think your opponents are not enough, then add old-fashioned."

During the speech, in the starry sky, a Tsing Yi soldier walked out, holding a long stick, looking forty up and down, a body of imperial power, hidden without a hair.

"Four to three."

Yu Luowu glanced at the three peerless strong men in front of him, and said coldly, "It's still not enough!"

"enough."

In front of Tsing Yi, the Lord of the Realm looked deep into the starry sky and whispered.

The voice fell, the depth of the starry sky, Long Xiaozheng, the dazzling golden light, a five-clawed golden dragon galloped out, a powerful and unusual breath, approaching the top hundred aristocrats.

At the next moment, the golden dragon emerged, with familiar faces, white clothes like snow, and chic.

The descendant of the Dragon race, the son of Xiaobai, was reborn and reproduced the red dust.

"Dragon Race!"

The Seven Emperor Demon Emperor felt that his expression was cold, and after all he was still suffering from raising tigers. The descendants of the Dragon tribe have entered the emperor's path.

"Now it's four-to-four, can you be satisfied?"

The son Xiaobai appeared, looking at the Lord of the God Capital ahead, calmly said.

"interesting."

The descendants of the Dragon clan appeared, and Yuluowu's mouth curled up with an indifferent smile.

The three human emperors tried their best, and their last worries also disappeared. In Wanjian, Tianfu Jianzun no longer hesitated, and stepped out to start the battle.

The blazing sword light, dazzling and dazzling, directly broke the starry sky, glancing towards the scale clan emperor who was blocking in front.

The swordsman shot, the war broke out, not far away, the three emperors of the human race against the three demons, the powerful imperial power pervaded, shaking the anime stars.

Yu Luowu crossed his hands, a long moon sword appeared, the invincible imperial prestige, the fear of the gods.

In the front, the son Xiaobai's right hand was held falsely, and the Dragon Emperor artifact appeared, turned into a sword by the sword, and the golden light dazzled.

The emperor started the war, the artifacts competed, and the handover took place.

Just when the **** of the capital and the son Xiaobai started the war, not far away, the **** of the realm and the prince of Tsing Yi stepped forward to block the seven emperors and the master of the Western sanctuary.

"Have you ever done anything?"

Aristocrat Tsing Yi looked at the holy Lord of the Golden Lion Clan in front and smiled.

"can."

The Golden Lion clan nodded, his right fist condensed, and the golden light rose.

The servant in Tsing Yi also traversed the long stick, the blue light filled, and Emperor Wei appeared.

The two imperial powerhouses who didn't work hard, handed over the palms, exquisite moves, but the strength was restrained 30%, more brilliant, less intense.

On the other side, the Emperor Qi Yao and the Lord of God Realm confronted each other. Emperor Wei appeared, and no one shot first.

"Human race, let the emperor take a look at each other."

Seven Emperor Demon looked at the three battles in the distance, and looked cold.

"There are still many unexpected things that the human race made you unexpected, and it is still too early to be surprised." The Lord of God Realm said lightly.

Seven Emperor Demon Emperor sneered and said, "Unfortunately, no one can change the ending of the human race, just like the swordsman in front of him, no matter how amazing, it is only the last glory before the defeat."

In the voice, in the starry sky, Wan Jian was vertical and horizontal, and the shocking pressure of the sword shattered one star after another.

Beyond the limitations of the flesh, the sword will climb infinitely, the body and blood of the animal husbandry song will continue to burn, everything will be done, and the sword will be surpassed.

Sword supremacy, absolute defense, constant confrontation, before the shocking sword, as strong as the scale clan emperor did not dare to carelessly, the gold scale possessed, blocking the sword attacker one after another.

"Swordsman, is it worth it!"

Scale Emperor turned his palms and threw a thousand sword lights before his eyes, looking at the man in front, and said in a deep voice.

Knowing the battle of death, they can stand in front of them without looking back. Where did this courage and determination come from?

"worth it!"

After Qian Zhongjian's light, Tianfu Jianzun's figure swept to the ground. The Excalibur heard Tian Que's sheath, the sword opened to Kyushu, and the sky changed color.

After a sudden shock, the Excalibur shook the Golden Scales, a violent collision sounded, the Excalibur and the Golden Armor confronted each other, and Mars splashed.

"drink!"

The sword was blocked, the shepherd song sang long, and the sword spirit around him rose again, the blood and blood burned violently, and the blood flame dazzled.

When the world was shocked, the sword pressure was unparalleled, and it continued to spread. Hearing Tian Que felt the decisiveness in the master's heart.

"Click!"

Above the sword body, a crack appeared, and Tian Que set himself on fire, also betting everything on this last battle.

People and swords share the same heart and soul, and the boundless swords shake the earth and earth. Under the impact of terror, Scale Emperor only feels that his chest sinks, and his feet can't help stepping back.

"Retreat!"

The emperor withdrew his head and raised his eyebrows with rage.

The surging palm power was slammed on the swordsman's body. I saw the vermilion splash, and the figure of the shepherd's song flew out of the sky, hitting a body.

"Sword Ten"

Outside Baizhang, the figure of the shepherd song paused, the blood flow had not stopped, and the sword had not stopped.

The sword ten appeared in the world, Zhu Xian cut the devil, and in the dazzling sword light, a dazzling ancient sword appeared, slamming the world.

The sword of Zhuxian fell, and the scale emperor turned his palm to condense the element, blocking the ancient sword forward.

"boom!"

Sword qi and palm strength touched each other, the aftermath screamed, and the heavy sword qi broke the emperor's palm strength, once again approaching.

Burning life, forcibly enhancing the realm of Tianfu Sword Sovereign, climbed to a point where the sword's intention was unreachable.

"Keng!"

The sword gas and the gold scale collided, and the stalemate froze for a moment. In the front, the figure of the shepherd song passed, a sword broke into the sky, and the world was vast.

Rumble, the Peerless Divine Soldier shook the emperor's scale armor again, and the huge impact passed through. The emperor scale only felt a violent turbulence in his body, and he stepped back three steps.

Once again forced to retreat by a king of the human race, Scale Emperor's eyes became more and more angry, Ti Yuan satisfied, and punched hard.

In a moment of crisis, the animal husbandry song was all around, and Wan Jian protected the Lord. After a while, Huang Wei broke the Wan Jian and fell relentlessly on the sword.

"Uh!"

Huang Wei added his body, the figure of the shepherd's song flew out again, his whole body cracked, and his body reached the limit of support.

"Sword, eleven!"

Shenjian Qingtian, Wan Jian rises to the sky, the perfect sword in the world, reproduces the red dust.

The sword has no beginning, the sword has no end, the sword flows past, the starry sky is broken, and collapsed.

"Useless trick!"

Scale Emperor raised his hand, the golden light spread, and turned into a barrier in front of him. After a short while, Wan Jian swooped to it, constantly hitting the barrier formed by the rule of Emperor Dao.

The rumbling trembled, deafening, before the golden light barrier, Wan Jian collapsed, and it was difficult to break the laws of imperialism.

"Sword, twelve!"

There is no limit to the extreme of the sword, only the complete sword of mind, the battle is hot, the shepherd song sighs, the blood waterfall around it, the blood turns the sword, and it is magnificent and dazzling.

The sword that transcends the boundaries of the human world is coiled out by the swordsman.

In the distance, the magical energy surging, a black figure of black hair in black appeared, looking at the war ahead, the eyes of the condensed abyss flashed through the waves.

The graciousness of teaching is not to be forgotten, but the devil is weak, but not stupid.

In front, the sword was born in twelve, the swordman moved, the sword followed, and the sword was shocked, slashing through the body shield in front of the scale emperor.

Just a few minutes away, I heard the violent collision sound again, listening to Tian Que's third cut on the golden scale on the emperor's chest. At the same position, the power was more than several times more powerful.

Colliding again and again, listening to the sky, the cracks became more and more obvious. In the battle of breaking the pot and Shenfu, the spirit on the sword was rapidly consumed, and it also reached the edge of collapse.

"Click!"

The sound of cracking sounded again, but this time it was a bit different.

On the emperor's chest, on the golden scale armor, an undetectable crack appeared, although it was very small ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ However, everyone on the scene was clearly aware of it.

At this moment, in the other three battlefields, the eyes of the Lord of the Western Sanctuary, the Emperor of Seven Obsidian and the Lord of the Gods flashed different colors, and no one thought that this would happen.

The absolute defense of the scales is well-known in the world.

The scale emperor is the strongest of the scale clan. It can be said that under the universal world, if only the defense power is concerned, the scale emperor is definitely the first in the world.

Now, right in front of them, the absolute defense of the scale emperor is broken by a king swordsman of a human race, which is really incredible.

"Mr. Zhiming, you are optimistic, this is the last sword of this deity."

The emperor's body appeared flawed. In the void, the shepherd song screamed loudly, and the whole body exploded with blood, and endless blood flames rose into the sky.

"sword"

"thirteen!"

A sword thirteen, the sword did not come out, the entire Ziwei star field has begun to tremble violently.

The sword of the world shone, the sky changed color, the sky above the battlefield was full of thunder, covering all the stars.

At the next moment, the Tianfu swordsman quickly ashed all over his body, his blood was burned out, and all the power was poured into the last sword.

"Entry swordsman!"

In the starry sky, Qi Yao Yao Emperor looked at the only visible sword in front of him, and his eyes were shocked and hard to hide. This scene was so familiar.

The swordsman enters the Tao, the flesh disappears, and the flesh's limits are lost. The sword's intention is ascended as far as possible. The stars are the swords, the dust is the swords, and the world is the swords.

"Click!"

Listening to the sky, the sound of the blade shattered again. After an instant, the Excalibur broke out of the sky, and the universe was blessed.

In the shocked eyes of the emperors, the fiery meteor hit the scale emperor, the earth-shattering explosion exploded, and the aftermath screamed, engulfing everything around.