The Hardest Opening System in History

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read2();　　In ancient times, the legendary **** who created the rules of the whole world can raise his hand to pick the stars, capture the sun and the moon, move mountains and fill the sea, and open up the world.

　　 But when the real scene of falling stars happened before his eyes, every witness realized that his heart was so shocking.

　　 Tonight's Gwangju Metropolitan City, heavy rain enveloped the night sky, originally there was no trace of starlight, but as the young emperor moved the law of stars suspended high above the nine sky, the night sky changed suddenly.

　　 One star after another lit up, forming one piece, and then the bright stars fell crazily, tracing a gorgeous silver trail above the sky.

　　 is beautiful, but there is an indescribable bleakness.

　　 There is a saying in the spiritual world among monks in the vast land of China, Dadao is a woman who likes beautiful things, so the more charming things are, the more dangerous.

The same is true of magical powers, such as the combined destruction of the magical powers of the Great Xia Group, the blazing sun, the arrival of the cold country, etc., are all beautiful, and at this time, they are filled with the storm of stars in everyone’s eyes. Coerce the entire Metropolitan City.

　　 "The stars are smashed down, they are stars outside the territory!"

　　 With a loud shout, it sounded from outside the wide area city, and then one after another star fell to the top of Wanjian Mountain, dyeing the entire western sky with a dazzling starlight.

　　 Right below the falling stars are Zhao Yu and Murong who are still fighting personally on Wanjian Lake, or it can be described as the young emperor using violent punches to unilaterally bombard Murong and the King of Ten Thousand Swords.

　　 That piercing metal tremor did not stop for a moment, every time Zhao Yu hits it firmly, Murong He's mouth will shed a ray of blood, and at the same time, the laws of kendo and the power of the kingdom lingering around him are getting less and less.

　　 The purpose of the young Daxia Lord is very clear, which is to disperse and destroy Murong and this sharpest sword in the world.

Murong He is a purely sharp sword, so he only cultivates, and only one kind of Dao, that is pure sharp swordsmanship, but this sacred battle, from beginning to end, this swordsman master can not enjoy it. Stabbed even a sword.

　　 After one step, after each step, this is the fight between major practitioners. The so-called post-delivery to people is simply a joke for the top major repairs with great ideas!

At this moment, Murong and Murong are like a beast in a cage. There is nothing to tear everything apart, but it is difficult to use it. No matter who it is, the anger in his heart can be imagined in this situation, but At this moment Murong He, who was under the bombardment of a mountain whistling and a tsunami, bit his lips, and under the dizzy impact of the infinite spirit, he forcibly placed himself in the mysterious and mysterious realm.

Falling down quickly, the mighty stars of the stars are on the top of the head, the bursting fists and the power of the law in front of the chest, at a speed visible to the naked eye, consumes the essential edge of the great master and the realm of the capital. In this case, no more than ten breaths, Murong He would lose all his sharpness and completely become an ordinary sword.

　　 He needs to break free, he must break free, and he needs a sword, he wants to show his true edge in the whole world!

　　 "I Murong He, vowed to make a sword, even if I only make a sword, that's enough!"

　　 A sound with a strong sharp aura on the Burial Sword Lake, the stars shrouded like thunder, and it resounded across the fields in a blink of an eye, and even rolled out, the entire Metropolitan City was clearly audible.

　　 This roar seems to be longing, unwilling, or some kind of calling!

In the next instant, at the side of Wanjian Mountain, the guarding sword, which was the gate of Wanjian Pavilion, suddenly began to tremble violently. The three scarlet characters of Wanjian Pavilion on it suddenly shone brightly, and at the same time, a particularly piercing line came The sound of the sword has responded.

　　 Then this huge mountain gate trembling directly rose into the sky, turned into a black light, merged into the night, and flew straight to the buried sword lake.

The whole body of this great sword is made up of stones, and there is no sharp aura, but it has an unimaginable power. It comes directly behind, and after a falling star, it directly blasts the former. The starlight burst into the sky in an instant.

As the stars flew, whether it was the great masters above the cranes, the heavens above the black dragon, the taboos of the night dire, their complexions suddenly changed, and among the towers of the capital city, standing behind Yanzhi Li Chunfeng directly placed one hand on the giant bronze coffin beside him, and then let out a solemn voice:

　　 "Not good!"

Before Li Chunfeng’s voice fell, the sword that turned into black light continued to descend again, smashing the stars in front of him again, like fireworks after fireworks exploding, covering the whole Over the buried sword lake.

　　 Then the rock sword pierced directly at Zhao Yu and Murong and the two below. At the same time, on the sword body, under the power of countless stars bursting, there appeared dense cracks extending outward.

　　 This sword that has been standing on the side of Wanjian Mountain for countless years is using his last waste heat to become Murong He's sword!

On the Sword Burying Lake, Zhao Yu looked up. In his black eyes, the huge stone sword that was continuously enlarged was reflected in the reflection. The tail of the stone sword had begun to shatter, but in the feeling of the young emperor, its Wei Neng is even more palpitating than the Qinglian sword in Murong He's hands.

　　 "Stone sword creatures, interesting!"

When the emperor faintly sounded, Zhao Yu’s forward bombarded fists changed, changed their fists into palms, and slapped Muronghe’s chest directly. The whole body, which was continuously stepping forward, had the same pause. The two in one place separated instantly.

　　 Ancient taboo magical powers. Reflection!

This came from the deepest part of the Wild Xie region, the most mysterious magical power of the Terror Blade Demon King, possessing a reflection that was as powerful as the enemy, so even if Zhao Yu stopped advancing, another Muronghe appeared in front of Muronghe. Follow closely like a tarsal maggot.

　　 This reflection holds a Qinglian sword in each hand, although it is vague, it has the same pure kendo edge as Murong and He!

The reflection holding the sword and the two swords cut from top to bottom, while Murong He stabs from bottom to top at the same angle. The strength, angle, and sharpness of the sword are exactly the same, but Zhao stays in place. Yu but still held his right hand, and the black eyes above the handsome Wushuang face were filled with silver aura for a moment, as if there were endless stars circulating in the period, and then shook his hand at Murong He.

　　 Ancient taboo magical powers. Charm!

In the next moment, Murong He’s Sea of ​​Consciousness received the greatest impact since his birth. The immense spiritual power of the young emperor formed a tsunami that rushed ashore violently, and directly destroyed the dam on the shore, drove straight in, and tried to The entire sea of ​​consciousness was completely occupied, but a sword lotus bloomed from the depths of Murong He's sea of ​​consciousness, and the enchanting tsunami was blocked to the outside.

　　 At the same time, the outside world's critical fight is also going on. Murong and the left-handed Qinglian sword that prevented the reflection from reflecting, paused just one percent of the breath, and the two Qinglian swords crossed in an instant.

　　 Murong He's sword pierced the eyebrows of Reflection, and the Qinglian sword in Reflection's hand struck the former's left arm.

　　 Incomparably bright red blood shining on the entire Burial Sword Lake, after an instant, the mountain gate stone sword above the sky completely pierced into the Burial Sword Lake, and the target was Zhao Yu who stood firmly on the lake!

　　 The stone sword enters the lake.

　　 The top of Wanjian Mountain seemed to have detonated a nuclear bomb.