Spirit Sword Sovereign

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Chapter 785: Massacre

Between the speeches, Liu Wentian showed helplessness.

As he just said, Fan Wuxian holds the legendary ancient sword, and his strength is unmatched. No one is his opponent, but with Fan Wuxian alone, he can't change the situation at all.

The reason why Xingchen Guzong evacuated was that he was unwilling to lose both sides and fall into a complete predicament. Unexpectedly, Brahma's killing thoughts were too heavy, and he must continue to pursue them at all costs.

"This war was provoked by the ancient guru of the stars, and the retreating fleeers are also the ancient guru of the stars. At this moment, it doesn't matter if you say victory or defeat, don't you think these words and deeds are stupid?"

Fan Wujie held the legendary ancient sword, with a negative light, but his face was **** and cruel, his eyes glanced forward, and the sound of mockery continued.

He slowly lifted the legendary ancient sword, the sword pointed straight ahead, and said: "Moreover, it is not up to you to win or lose. It is not up to you to decide. Since I dare to chase down, then the final winner, too It must belong to Wanjian Pavilion! "

When this word fell, the body of Brahma Wuluo rose into the sky, and the ancient sword town came out like a stream of streamer, ignoring thousands of meteorites, and directly killed the large formation.

But seeing him wield the ancient sword, the light of the sword flickered, covered the sky and sun, and cut straight to the front. The sword was destroyed and there was no power to resist its ruthless attack. In just a moment, more than a thousand warriors in front of him, Stop dead.

"Unbearable!" Fan Wujie made a cold voice. He turned into a light, rushed into the crowd, and directly disrupted the star array of the ancient stars of the stars. The sword light flashed over, and there would be wailing all over again. More than a thousand people were exterminated.

It should be noted that the prestige of the legendary ancient sword and its horror, even Nirvana strongmen like Liu Wentian, cannot be forcibly received. How difficult is it to kill these martial artists?

At the moment, Brahma is not robbed, wrapped in the light of ancient swords, and it travels like a fish in a large array of twenty-eight stars. As if this killing array is utterly invisible, it is impossible to stop half a point, even if there is starlight Continue to bombard, but unable to shake a trace of sword light.

Infinite Sword Prestige blooms from the legendary ancient sword, coupled with Brahma's nirvana gas, the power of a sword, easily kills more than a thousand people, under the continuous sword light, he simply turned into a slaughter and killing God, killing all existence .

Just under the three entrances and three exits of Brahma, the vast dazzling array of 28 stars gradually became dim and dull. The people who died under the sword were even more massive, with more than 7,000 people. .

"Gather the shadow of the stars and stop the Brahma!"

Gu Fanxing almost roared loudly, after all, he still underestimated the power of the legendary ancient sword. At the moment, there is only one person in Brahma, but the threat it brings is far better than the 20,000 in the Wanjian Pavilion. More people.

However, this also makes Gu Fanxing no longer confused.

As long as Brahma is killed, this chaotic war will end.

"Fan Wujie's death, Wanjian Pavilion is bound to perish, and the rest of the people don't care too much." The Yin and Yang powerhouses of a star ancient clan roared loudly, and the light of martial spirit bloomed on their bodies, and they directly integrated into the large formation. in.

All of a sudden, there were buzzing around, and 28 stars of constellations appeared, each of which was extremely solid. The starlight gathered in the void, like a storm rolling up, and like a hurricane sweeping, making the space begin to crack. .

However, in the face of such a terrible offensive, Fan Wujie didn't see the slightest fear on his face, and a bitter and ridiculous laughter suddenly sounded from his mouth.

At this instant, he slowly raised his head, and those eyes filled with sword light seemed to be able to penetrate the body of the strong ancient stars of the stars, stab their hearts straight, and make their hearts tremble violently.

Such a strange feeling, Gu Fanxing and Liu Wentian also felt, an ominous symptom filled their hearts at the same time.

"dead!"

Fan Wujie made a low growl, his figure suddenly appeared under a burst of eyes, and the legendary ancient sword wrapped in a dazzling sword light protruded out, and killed towards the three strong Yin and Yang strongmen in front.

The three Yin and Yang strong men looked terrified, and hurriedly urged the shadow of the stars, wanting to stop the brave offensive, but in the face of the legendary ancient sword, they did not have the power to fight back.

Puff!

The monstrous sword light came, the bodies of the three powerful men were penetrated at the same time, Brahma's arm shuddered, and the blade of the sword flashed madly, directly strangling the three corpses into a **** sky.

After this sword passed, the crowd in the battle appeared to be momentarily distracted. They looked at Brahma Wuji, who was like a slaughter and killing god, and he was in a trance. Now that Brahma Wharf, the strength is too horrible, not only ignore the 28-star constellation, but also Killing three Yin-Yang strong men with one sword, it is no wonder that he dared to speak out repeatedly.

"Now, do you still think that I am looking for my own way of death?" Fan Wuluo's posture was high, looking up at the stars of the ancient ancestors. He gently waved his sword, but the sword light rose from the sky, and the seven above his head Venerable star phantom obliterates.

For a moment, the crowd was speechless.

The stars of the ancient ancestors felt their breath suffocated, and there was a sense of powerlessness in their hearts. For Fan Wujie, the twenty-eight star formations were all useless, and every time they wielded swords, it was like death, and they could easily harvest countless lives.

Even the strong man of Yin and Yang, in the face of his sword light, is still unable to resist. As soon as the sword falls, all three are dead, just like chopping melons and vegetables, just increasing the number of casualties.

Unlike those of the ancient stars of the stars, those of the Wanjian Pavilion are ecstatic, and their eyes looking at Brahma are full of fanaticism and worship, and the fighting spirit is flaming and enduring.

"Shoot, kill the ancient stars!"

At this time, I don't know who made a roar and let the people of Wanjian Pavilion react. They directly rushed towards the ancient stars of the stars. Everyone's killing intention was stronger, even with a bit of madness. To destroy everything ahead.

As the disciples of the Wanjian Pavilion entered the constellation of stars, the scene was once chaotic. There, either the starburst broke the sky, or the swordburst spun, collided with each other, the strong wind swept, and it turned into a horror hurricane, which was covered by the hurricane. No one will die.

In just a short time, more and more corpses are stacked on the ground, and the two cases have lost each other, but the more tragic the battle situation, the more crazy the two sides will fight.

No one wants to lose, let alone die on the spot.

In view of this, only a desperate battle.

When the two sides were immersed in fighting, there were three figures standing on a lonely peak not far from here, looking far away, and the entire chaotic battle situation was taken into account.

These three people are impressively Lin Tianchong, Wu Jingxue and Chu Xingyun.

"The Wanjian Pavilion and the Ancient Star Sect have huge disparities, but after the emergence of the legendary ancient sword, Wan Jian Pavilion reversed the situation and vaguely gained the upper hand. It is worthy of being a Godless soldier, and it is indeed strong and powerful." Lin Tianchong's eyes focused on Brahma Wu Wu's body frowned, his voice slightly dignified.

"so what?"

Wu Jingxue snorted and then said: "The closer the strength of the two sides is, the more chaotic the battle will be. The number of Wanjiange and Xingchenzong will continue to drop sharply, leaving only 40,000 people in total. The number of yin and yang powerhouses is even smaller, only ten, most of them died in the hands of Brahma. "

"Judging from the current results, the two cases have become exhausted and the fighting power has gradually faded. As long as there is a moment, we can take advantage of the situation and kill them by surprise!"

After saying this, Wu Jingxue turned his head to look at Chu Xingyun, but he saw that Chu Xingyun looked like an old god, and waved his hand. He said in a hurry: "The timing is not yet mature. Excessive rush. "

"Two melee battles, every minute and every second, will die countless people, and the death of these people will continue to accumulate hatred and killing intentions of both sides, the more chaotic, the more terrifying the fight, and this result is obviously our pleasure. have witnessed."

"After countless people die, they will be able to enhance the strength of Jing Tianjun, and the souls of those warriors will be absorbed by sword slaves and become the purest nutrients. This is the reason why the enemy is weak and the strong is strong."

"In this case, why don't we rush to take a good look at this big show?"

Chu Xingyun's remarks were very calm, but the cold meaning exuded made Wu Jingxue and Lin Tian shudder, the two people's eyes solidified, and a trace of fear rose in their hearts, and some kind of Chu could not be recognized. Xingyun's feelings come.

But for the gaze of the two, Chu Xingyun did not care, the **** pupils filled with magic light, still staring at the chaotic battlefield in front of him, the indifference of the magic was everywhere.

However, at this moment, in the eyes of Chu Xingyun, a flash of crystal shimmer suddenly flashed.

The shimmering light, like water, flashed through his eyes, and finally turned into a teardrop, which penetrated from the corner of the eye and slowly crossed his cheek.

Chu Xingyun, he, weeping?