Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

The edge of the ancient fairy sword shines throughout Xishan.

The sword intent over the sky seemed to be transformed into substance, and there were illusory sword shadows in the world.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Qian Chongyao, holding the ancient fairy sword in both hands, Jian Mang instantly wrapped Qian Chongyao.

"Pull out the ancient fairy sword." Qian Mubai stood in the distance, completely holding his breath. At this moment, he couldn't help but shouted hoarsely.

This time, it must be successful.

King Beichang stared at the ancient fairy sword with his eyes.

The sound of Jie Lei rang in his ears, and the Seven Colors Linxian Jie fell on Luo Feng.

At this moment, the nerves of the great sword immortals were also tense and tense to the extreme.

A moment related to the fate of the Ten Thousand Sword Region...

The light of the ancient fairy sword is dazzling, shining in the sky.

After a while, the edge of the ancient fairy sword gradually retracted.

boom!

Qian Chongyao also encountered a counter-shock force, staggered back a few steps, and spouted blood.

His face was instantly pale, and he fell to the ground.

Failed.

Qian Mubai's brain also seemed to be struck by thunder, completely petrified, motionless.

"No, it must be possible." Qian Mubai rushed madly, leaped up, rushed to the huge boulder, strode away, and came to the ancient fairy sword. "Yes, Mu Bai, try it quickly." Qian Chongyao roared, "Seven stars are connected, and the king is coming. The Ten Thousand Sword Region is the world of swords. Today, the king of swords must be born. That person must be in the Xishan. Live, this is Bandai City, our Qian’s

The site, the king of swords, is also destined to be Qian. "

boom! boom! boom!

When everyone's attention was focused on the ancient fairy sword, Luo Feng's immortal calamity was already in progress.

A series of seven-color robbery thunder came, Luo Feng's eyes were lightly closed, and the seven-colored robbery thunder that faced the immortal robbery formed the seven-star immortal body.

Even Luo Feng didn't even know that the ancient fairy sword had appeared. "Boy Qian, hurry up." At this moment, King Beichang also roared loudly. In his mind, a sentence that the man said ten thousand years ago suddenly appeared, "Someday, someone will pull out This sword, that person, will be the master of the fairy sword, the seven stars

protector. "

The lord of the fairy sword, guardian of the seven stars.

King Beichang suddenly looked up at the sky.

Seven stars in a row!

At this moment, it completely accorded with the sentence that the person left behind.

Then, the lord of the fairy sword will be born today.

King Beichang looked at Qian Mubai expectantly with his eyes.

There are not many people on Xishan now, and Qian Mubai still has a certain chance to become the lord of the fairy sword.

Qian Mubai walked to the ancient fairy sword, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth abruptly, and held the ancient fairy sword with both hands.

same.

The ancient fairy sword burst out with a bright edge instantly.

However, after a few seconds, the sword light disappeared and Qian Mubai's body was shaken out.

Still failed.

The eyes of King Beichang showed complete despair.

That means that the lord of the fairy sword will be in the opponent's camp.

King Beichang raised his head and looked at Luo Feng who was going through the catastrophe, "There is such a wicked youth in the human race, if you add a master of the fairy sword..." King Beichang looked desolate, "An alien race in the north, there will never be a day of turning over. ."

"Perhaps..." King Beichang suddenly widened his eyes to the extreme, looking at the white-clothed young man whose body was baptized by the seven-color robbery thunder, "Could it be that he is the person waiting for the ancient fairy sword?"

The body of King Beichang couldn't help being shaken strongly.

Today, on the West Mountain, only this Human Race youth has this qualification.

"Why can a human race be so blessed by God?" King Beichang's eyes flashed unwillingly, "the most powerful race in the universe is obviously not a human race..."

boom!

Another seven-color immortal thunder fell on Luo Feng's body.

The Seven Color Jie Lei turned around Luo Feng's body and disappeared without a trace.

Luo Feng always sat cross-legged, his expression calm and calm, without a trace of ups and downs, as if the person who was going through the catastrophe was not him at all.

"Linxian Jie, isn't it also called, nine deaths and one calamity?" Liufeng Jianxian has been counted, and today he was shocked how many times by that guy.

He thought that when he crossed the Immortal Tribulation, it was a true life of nine deaths, and tried all means to resist the Tribulation Thunder.

In the history of Ten Thousand Sword Region, there were many people who fell on Linxian Tribulation.

One step away from immortality, there is no immortal in one lifetime.

"Is he crossing the robbery or sucking thunder." Sword Immortal Songhe couldn't help but said, "The seven-color immortal robbery thunder, all fell directly on him."

"It's not a waste at all." Dingyang Jianxian had a black face.

They are all subconsciously comparing their Immortal Tribulation.

The contrast is too big.

"Where is Luo Feng? He is on vacation at all." Liu Mei laughed and let out a sigh of relief.

Qian Chongyao and his sons couldn't draw out the ancient fairy sword, and King Beichang couldn't get away. Luo Feng's Immortal Tribulation was so smooth, everything was moving in a good direction.

They never dreamed that they would be the one who had the last laugh in the Xishan Massacre Assembly today.

"Old dog Qian wants to run!" Tang Dal's voice suddenly shouted.

Mo Zhongxing and the others looked.

At this moment, Qian Chongyao took Qian Mubai and rushed away in one direction.

The trend is over.

They have no hope.

All I can think about now is to save my life.

"Stop them."

A few great sword immortals rushed to chase subconsciously.

However, someone is faster.

The faint green arrows pierced through the air suddenly.

The fierce light in King Beichang's eyes flashed.

"You guys, don't want to abandon this king and run away."

call out! call out! call out!

Qian Chongyao's face changed drastically.

The place where he and Qian Mubai were, was too close to King Beichang.

It's close.

Qian Chongyao's body guard gleamed with fairy light, blocking the attack of the green arrow.

However, at this time, a screaming scream came from behind him.

Qian Chongyao's body was shaken strongly, and he turned back suddenly.

Qian Mubai was pierced by the dark green sword and three arrows.

Blood splattered, and vitality disappeared.

"Mu Bai!" Qian Chongyao's voice screamed, and he roared frantically, completely unaware that King Beichang's attack came once again.

Thousand arrows penetrate the heart.

Qian Chongyao didn't even have time to react, so he fell directly not far from Qian Mubai.

His eyes kept widening.

Until the moment he died, he couldn't believe that the two of them, father and son, would die in the hands of King Beichang.

At this moment, King Beichang is completely mad and is still attacking the corpses of Qian Zhongyao and his son. "It's all you waste, ruining the seven-star Lianzhu that hasn't been seen for thousands of years. Now you want to abandon this king and escape by yourself. You... dead!"

The figures of the Five Great Sword Immortals paused, and they couldn't help but feel a little shock as they watched the scene below.

For a long while.

Guo Xinyu sighed softly, "Associating with the devil, he will eventually play with fire and self-immolate, and suffer retribution." Mo Zhongxing looked at King Beichang coldly, "This demon, his life has also entered the countdown."