Martial God Conqueror

The ninth thirty-nine chapter: Wuba Kendo.

"Hey!"

The nameless look finally dignified to a certain extent, and the energy sword in the hands turned into three swords.

The three swords are neatly arranged, and the wind and thunder are masterpieces, just like three long rainbows.

"A sword is smashing, two swords are cracked, three swords are broken, three swords are all together, killing God!"

The nameless light drink, at this moment the cold momentum of the body is more fierce, the three energy long swords and the shadows are all smashed out, and the surrounding sky trembles, then smothered against Du Shaoqi.

The three-handed energy swordsman passed along the way, accompanied by lightning and thunder, the mysterious rune was born, like three thunders.

The three swords are terrible, and it seems to be able to make the earth rush and to move the mountains.

These three swords, like Wan Jian Qi Ming, with a terrible sword, instantly spread to Du Shaoqi.

The terrible sword collapses the space, enveloping all the space, so that it is difficult to avoid the fascination of the gods at this moment.

"This is the three-sword sword that the unnamed brothers comprehend themselves. The three swords are in the same position. The unnamed brothers used the strongest kendo!"

Below the Lei Lei, many of the disciples of Hui Jianmen trembled.

The last form of the Three-Sword Sword that can be used by the unnamed brothers is only the elders who are extremely qualified in Huijianmen.

Unexpectedly, Du Shaoqi, at this time, actually let the unnamed brothers use the last form of the Three Excaliburs.

"I understand, it turns out that this is nothing to worry about."

At this moment, Du Shaozhen seems to suddenly wake up from the extremely mysterious state, facing the terrible three swords and smashing and spreading, and the inside of the two eyes suddenly shines!

"boom!"

An overbearing and imposing manner, suddenly emerged from the tall and straight body, like a peerless beast and poultry, fluttering wings and sweeping the sky.

"laugh!"

Du Shaoxuan once again condensed the illusory energy sword that is like a purple gold scorpion, facing the three energy swords, and squatting three times.

These three swords are like a mountain, simple and overbearing, sharp and sharp, without any fancy, it is so simple to pull out.

The three swords smashed out, and the surrounding space suddenly trembled violently. A chilling and overbearing atmosphere spread out, and powerful energy pressures permeated them. This space was violently shocked and it was only in countless In the eyes, where Du Shao’s three swords passed, the space seemed to collapse directly, revealing three vacuum traces.

With the glare of the runes appearing, the invisible arrogance, the vibration of the space space ripples.

Swordsman collided, like a thunder, suddenly like a thunder.

At this moment, the three swords collided, no longer calm, and the horrible energy turned into a rune, like a tsunami. At this moment, the third **** thunder suddenly vanished.

The energy of the sky burst out in an instant, and a terrible energy storm suddenly swept out like a light arc. It was filled with empty air, just like countless swordsmanship was broken, so that everyone at the moment was shocked. The color!

Seen by the naked eye, the three unknown swords were subsequently broken.

Du Shaoqi’s three swords were emptied, destroying the ruins and destroying the former three swords, and then being close to the nameless!

These three swords are overbearing!

At this moment, the kendo of these two people has reached the final stage of determining the outcome.

There is no name, and the eyes are at this moment, as if they are sluggish.

In the next moment, when the nameless feeling that he was still in danger, it was already a slow step. The three swords were illusory, although he quickly avoided the chest, but pierced his shoulder.

At this moment, he is not willing to accept all of this, but can not help but accept.

Three energy swords, the energy is not big, more is the sword.

Energy hurts, but the sword hurts the sword heart.

The sword of Nahadao pierced the nameless shoulder. He could even feel the swordsmanship sweeping, and the overbearing sword might destroy his sword heart.

"Hey!"

After the nameless body receded, the blood in the mouth overflowed.

Under the sword, the nameless feeling that his heart can be stabbed.

That kind of pain is very different. It is totally different from the pain of the body. It is like seeing your most beloved thing hurt in front of your own eyes.

This kind of pain, like the ability to destroy his beliefs, ends all of his life in an instant.

"Thank you..."

Du Shaozhen's figure was suspended in the air, and all the energy around him disappeared.

Looking at the nameless, Du Shaozhen knew very well that if he was not anonymous, he could not get the benefits.

The only benefits that have just been achieved are that Du Shaoqi himself knows best what he is getting.

Surrounded by quiet, standing in the nameless, cold face, it seems as if the purple arc is filled all around, there is a kind of unclear mystery and mystery.

On the nameless clothes, a drop of blood under the corner of his mouth, looking up at Du Shaozhen slightly, surrounded by high altitude, he has a feeling of indescribable.

He has been seeking a defeat, that kind of defeat, and the elders in the door are not the same, he wants a real defeat.

He is very clear that only if he is truly defeated once will he be able to go higher and further in the future, and he will be able to recognize himself more clearly. This is what Master and he have said.

But now he is defeated, defeated in this occasion, or lost to the disciple of the disciple, this is not the nameless he wants.

"What have you just realized?"

After a while, the nameless Du Shaozhen, wiped the blood of the corner of his mouth.

"Follow the heart, do not leave the intention, do not forget this thought." Du Shaozhen did not hide.

"What kind of kendo did you just understand?" asked no name.

"I don't know what to call, just call it Kendo!" Du Shaozhen replied.

"Hey kendo."

Anonymous, looking up, slightly smiled, said: "Good name, good hegemony!"

"You still have the power to fight again. Can you still fight, really fight?"

Du Shaozhen asked, just two people just played kendo, there was no real war, this name is unfathomable, perhaps there is a card battle.

"The most proud kendo has been lost. Why do you have a face to fight again? After this time, if you don't understand my kendo, you will never go out of Huijianmen."

There was no such thing as Du Shaozhen, and then the toes were on the ground, and the figure went straight from the third **** thunder to the fourth forged **** thunder.

"Eight, this is eight. It seems that there are few temple owners. This is to pick one ten!"

On the tenth peak of the Shenlei Mountain Range, the seven-star temple lineup, the elders of the comet, the elders of the cloud leopard and so on are excited and unbearable.

"Win, hahahaha, Shaosheng wins, the old guy of Huijianmen, in front of Laozi, afraid that he will never dare to pull the sword again."

On the sixth peak of the Shenlei Mountain Range, the incomparable laughter of the ancient Qingyang elders echoed the peaks of the Quartet, and some mountain peaks, there were a lot of disdain.

In particular, the bright peak of the third peak, the big round of teaching, and the lineup of Hui Jianmen on the other mountain peaks, many eyes of deliberate hatred have gone to the ancient Qing elders.

"Haha, you see no, even on the kendo, I am a singer who is directly named."

The elders of Qing Qingyang did not care about the contemptuous eyes around them. They kept patted the shoulders of Elder Ming and Hu Sankun, and they danced with excitement.

"You have a good apprentice!"

Elder Hu Sankun couldn’t help himself, and glanced at the exuberant Gu Qingyang elders, but his heart was also excited and excited.

"That is of course, that is my good apprentice, my baby apprentice, the entire Zhongzhou peer, who can be its rival!"

The elders of Qing Qingyang did not care about the eyes of Elder Hu Sankun, and they did not deliberately scream and scream, and the sound was heard all around.

"Ancient Qingyang, don't talk too early, be careful and windy your tongue!" There was a sneer and sorrowful voice echoing around the peaks.