Supreme Uprising

This is how a sword is, no one can describe it, but all the gods and gods are all face-changing.

They can't stop it. Under this sword, almost everyone has only one feeling, that is, they are ants.

A small, ant that can be killed by a sword at any time!

Ning Shenxiu, for his strength, the people present have long been overrated, but did not expect that his strength is far more than everyone's accident.

Lu Bingyue’s eyes, a burst of pain, she is very clear, the reason for this pain is her cultivation, it is difficult to withstand the power of this Jianguang.

If you let Ning Shenxiu walk to the Blue Dragon Houfu, and then take out this sword, then the Blue Dragon Houfu...

I am afraid there will be no more blue dragons in the world!

Lu Bingyue, who was full of confidence in his cousin, was filled with worries at this moment. Her confidence had collapsed with the arrival of this sword.

Not a cousin is weak, but this sword is really too strong.

All the disciples of Tianjianmen, their eyes are tightly closed, and most of them are not as good as Lu Bingyue, but they are also able to see this road because they share the same roots as Ning Shen’s practice. Jianguang.

Many of them have already had a self-satisfaction with their cultivation, but now they are only ashamed in their hearts.

Too big, their gap is really too big. If you compare the sword of Ning Shenxiu to the heavens and the earth, then they feel like themselves, just like the little ants in the world.

Within the temple of the Tianyun dynasty, a mirror hanging high in the void, shattered, sharp swords, and rushed out of the mirror, straight to the emperor sitting on the throne Fallen past.

"Guarding!"

The sound of giant cymbals came out from all directions, and hundreds of masters rushed in from all directions, but their speed was fast, but the sword light was faster than them.

It is also an instant, the Emperor is afraid to die under the Jianguang. At this time, even the eyes of the Emperor are filled with the color of fear.

"Breaking!" Sinked and screamed in the hall. With this sinking, there was an old man in the void who wore a high crown and a face that was illusory.

The power in him is not as strong as the Emperor. He stood in the void, and the emperor against the ant was like an ant.

"Seeing my ancestors!" The emperor, who had been scared and frightened, was obedient and respectful when he saw the old man.

"Oh, the strength is not good, see what the strong showdown, if it is not for me to leave a self-defense jade, you are now dead."

The man’s voice was full of reprimands. Even so, the Emperor still does not dare to sing.

Because in front of the old man, he is too far away.

"My ancestors, the child is wrong, just don't know that Ning Shenxiu is so strong." The Emperor said here, the voice with a trace of sorrow: "This time, my grandfather felt that Ning Shenxiu is a win. lose?"

The old man glanced at the Emperor, indifferent: "Do you still ask?"

The five words spit out from the mouth of the ancestors, and suddenly the people present were calmed down. They knew that the words of the ancestors actually represented the ending of the matter.

Needless to ask, it must be Ning Shenxiu win!

"I originally thought that Ning Shenxiu was proud because of it, so it is always difficult to cross the hurdle. Seeing that he really wants to thank Luo Yuanchu." In the words of the old man in the void, with a hint of emotion, three-point envy, Six points of bitterness.

This bitterness is obviously because he did not reach this point.

Also, when the Emperor was trembled, in a small study, the man who was looking at the book seemed to have sensed something.

He looked up at the sky, and the color of the haze flashed in his eyes.

"Ning Shenxiu, is it really better than reading?" His words fell on his own books.

However, after looking at it a few times, the book was not ignited by the wind, and instantly burned between the heavens and the earth.

The man who looked at the book reflected the flames, and the plain, middle-aged face gave birth to a heavy weight.

He waved his sleeves, and in the void, a picture appeared out of thin air. This is the scene of the sword that Ning Shen rests.

Looking at the sword of Sensen, the feelings on the face of the scholar became more and more, and finally his eyes flashed a trace of the same look as the old man who appeared in front of the Emperor.

"I can't do it too!"

However, when the scholar was in a state of utter disappointment, his eyes suddenly flashed a glimmer of light, and then the object he watched had already moved from Ning Shenxiu to Luo Yunyang.

Luo Yunyang, the performance of this moment, made him feel incredible.

In the picture, under the Jianguang of the broken heaven and earth, Luo Yunyang's figure looks so small, but when the heaven and earth are discolored, the smile on his face still remains the same, still so calm.

Perhaps, in the eyes of most people, Luo Yunyang's current situation is already a stunned coagulation, but only the existence of the scholar can understand what Luo Yunyang's performance is at this time.

This is a kind of self-confidence, a kind of great self-confidence, and a confidence in winning.

Sure enough, just before the Jianguang wanted to reach the peak of Luo Yunyang, Luo Yunyang moved. He set his hand as a knife and waved gently toward the void.

This wave is very simple and simple and makes people feel incredible. Even in the eyes of many people, this is simply a joke of children.

The knives are smashed out, there is no slight change in the void, there is no slight response around, and there is no slightest harmony between heaven and earth.

It’s like this is just an ordinary child. In the void, there is a little mischief.

However, when the knife was pulled out, two drops of tears were dropped from the eyes of the scholar. This was two drops of blood red tears.

He suddenly stood up. At this time, the scholar, stood up in a madness, his hands waving, his voice with fear; "How is it possible? How is this possible?"

Accompanied by his words, the scrolls that were originally spread in the void, together with the sword light in the scrolls, together with Ning Shenxiu in the scrolls, were turned into powder.

The breeze blew, everything seems to be absent.

The scholar can't believe it is true, but that is the **** he has cultivated for many years but tells him that this scene is happening in the endless distance.

As the scholar guessed, in the area where Luo Yunyang and Ning Shenxiu are in opposition, this scene is being staged in front of countless people.

There is no half-wire ripple, no half-silk sound, and no half-point sound. It is like a sword light that breaks the heavens and the earth. Those who motivate this sword light are silent and broken in the heavens and the earth.

Ning Shenxiu’s last look, someone saw it, it was a look that could not be believed, but it really admired.

White hair and white clothes, walking the world of Ning Shenxiu, so death and death!

The people watching the battles at this moment have widened their mouths. They can't believe what they saw is true.

However, their eyes have told him that in front of them, there is no peak that makes them feel insurmountable, and there is no strong man who gathers three thousand six hundred swords!

There is no more rest in the world!

"Oh!" A burst of swords sounded in the ears of the people watching the battle. In this sound, a sword rushed out from the disciple of Tianjianmen, who watched the battle. It trembled in the void. .

On this sword, the people present felt sad, a sorrow for a genius with a sword.

More and more long swords flew out of the swords, and they stagnated in the void, and they made a sigh of screams.

This sorrow, people feel sad from the heart, this sorrow, people feel a kind of grief from the heart.

This is a kind of sorrow that belongs to the sword!

From the desert to the Bohai Sea, from the mountains to the abyss, countless swords, at this moment, have sent a silent sorrow!

Tianjianshan, countless holy places in the hearts of swordsmen, countless long swords in the shaking, countless swords, in the shout! However, with these sorrows, countless disciples of Tianjianshan have bowed their heads.

Some of them did not see the battle that was earth-shattering. Among them, although some people did not even know the earth-shattering war, they knew the result from Jianming.

Ning Shen is defeated, and there is no rest in the world.

A sword like a crystal, in the void, turned into a broken powder!

Sword broken!

The long sword of a handle is broken into a broken powder in the silent and silent. There are countless disciples of Tianjianshan. In the whole Tianyun dynasty, countless people with swords have raised a great difficulty. The feeling of coming.

And just as this sword and sorrow, a sigh, across time and space, resounded between heaven and earth.

Along with this sigh, a sword light rises up in Tianjian Mountain. When the Jianguang began, it was only a little, but it was only an instant effort. This Jianguang has turned into a long-range rainbow, covering half of the world.

Endless sky, there is only one sword at this time!

"A good trick is that there is no such thing as a sword. You can die under this trick. Ning Shen is not defeated."

"After three years, on Tianzun, I am waiting for you!" The faint voice, with an unquestionable sharpness, echoed in the void.

With the sound of this sound, the long swords that would have been broken, the quick self-repair, that is, the momentary effort, the long swords, they gave a sound of swords, this is a happy sword, also a A sword that is full of war.

Swords and whistles, unlimited swords and sorrows!

Luo Yunyang’s eyes are also extremely bright, and his heart is a big excitement.

An excitement full of fighting desires.

"Good!" Luo Yunyang only said one word, but this word, but fixed the boundless sword, let the crazy swords of the screaming, each quickly flew into their own sheath.

"I didn't get it wrong, then...the one who spoke is the ancestor!" The disciple of Tianjianmen, shouting wildly.

Compared with Ning Shenxiu, the real sword of Tianjianmen is white and shocking!

And just now, the same is true!