Thousand Blades of Death

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The unscrupulous monk read a Buddha's number, it is golden, and the treasure is solemn. For example, Buddha's reincarnation, golden palm print, mace, and bang, actually blocked the attack of the top stone, and the two started a war.

On the other hand, Yang broke this day and killed Ma Yuan.

In Fang Tian's paintings, the space directly broke, and even became the power of space, wrapped in the top of the square painting, making Fang Tian's painting more destructive.

The five-color artistic conception of Ma Yuan is surrounded by the strength of the seven dragons, the blood flying, the third blood sword in the hand has changed for a while, but it has also become a trench, a **** red ditch.

The third drop of blood is a drop of blood, which can be changed at will, whether it is a sword, gun, knife, dragonfly, etc., it can be changed freely, and there is no stereotype. When!

Ma Yuan held his **** hand and slammed Fang Tiantian's Fang Tianhua.

When!

The terrible shock came out, and the two shook slightly, and then fought together.

prosperity! prosperity! prosperity! prosperity!

In the lobby, four men competed during the peak period, which was difficult to distinguish for some time.

"The soul of the two peaks!"

Ma Yuan found that Yang Shuotian's cultivation was the top of the spirit god. He is not much taller than him, but his strength is terrible.

Ma Yuan has always been the strongest young master ever.

These four people were fighting in the hall, and they made dozens of moves in the blink of an eye.

The four people flashed their eyes and abandoned their opponents almost at the same time, rushing to the shelves on both sides.

They understand that for a while, they were unable to help their opponents. They will continue to fight. When people become more, the scene becomes more chaotic. Therefore, four people began to search for treasures on the shelves.

Ma Yuan's hand waved, white light filled, covered with jade bottles, jade boxes, metal boxes, etc., all of which were collected into the mountains and rivers.

I don't have time to see what it is now, let's put it away first.

The four men scraped wildly, and several things on the shelf were swept away.

In particular, the unscrupulous monk actually put a shelf into the storage ring, which made people silent for a while, but then Ma Yuan and several people learned the same, and they also collected the shelf.

At this time, a few figures appeared in the corridor, looking at the empty halls on both sides, burst.

Hey! Hey!

At this moment, Ma Yuan had rushed deep into the hall, where there was a door.

"Rush!"

The next few masters, including the emperor, rushed forward, followed by Ma Yuan.

After passing through the gate, this is another hall, but this large, empty, nothing.

Opposite the main hall, there is another door with a faint light.

Some people's eyes lit up and rushed in.

It is still a hall, but this hall is very wide. In the air of the hall, there are four sets of light, bright light.

These are four kinds of weapons, suspended in the air, with different colors, but with a lot of pressure.

"This is...the imperial spirit!"

Yang broke the sky and hit one of them.

Ma Yuan's eyes also banged. The so-called emperor spirit, the emperor of the soul, like the emperor of the warrior, stands at the pinnacle of many spiritual soldiers.

The Emperor's Spirit Brigade is a class nine elite soldier. Even some emperors may not have it, because the spirit of the emperor has areas that can help the emperor fight.

Even if the emperor comes here, they must be hot, not to mention them.

They immediately rushed to the hands of a royal soldier.

Ma Yuan rushed to a small red hot tower. Like fire and jade, the small tower is full of amazing heat.

"Emperor spirit!"

Later, several other masters also came. When they saw the spirit of the emperor, they suddenly became jealous, full of greed, and rushed to four weapons.

Among them, another person rushed to Ma Yuan. One of them is a strong man in his forties. He has four spiritual accomplishments, and the other is an emperor.

However, Ma Yuan walked faster, and if he was by the creek, he appeared in front of the tower and grabbed it towards the tower. But when Ma Yuan wanted to catch it, the tower was filled with light. Ma Yuan caught it, but didn't.

"Comments"!

Ma Yuan's eyes moved. This little tower, with the guardians of the inscription formation, but Ma Yuan felt that it could still be broken as long as it took a while.

thump!

Ma Yuan replaced the claws with palms, and there was a palm on the palm.

thump!

The aperture vibrates, but it still blocks.

At this time, the emperor and the strongman also rushed over.

"The spirit of the emperor is mine!"

The strong man's eyes turned red and he slammed towards the tower.

The emperor took out a sword and crouched on the aperture. He touched two sounds, and the aperture was still intact.

"roll!"

Ma Yuan cold drinks, sweeping the ground bloody, while attacking the strongman and the emperor, both were shocked and resisted at the same time.

With terrifying murderousness, rolling in the tide, suppressing everything, slamming the two with a bang, screaming, both bodies stunned and swept away by Ma Yuan.

"kill!"

Ma Yuan stared at the emperor and killed him.

He intends to resolve the emperor here. The emperor is the most outstanding descendant of the emperor. As long as he killed the emperor, I am afraid the emperor will be heartbroken!

call!

Bloody, pressed against the emperor's head.

The emperor's face is very dignified, and around his body, the space is like a wave of water.

"There is a lot of space!"

A dignified voice came out of the emperor's mouth. He held the sword with both hands, the sword was smashed, the space rolled, and a terrible crack spread to Ma Yuan.

This crack has the ability to cut space and can cut everything.

Of course, this is also relative. Ma Yuan's **** hands changed for a while, and he recovered the blood sword again. The sword light flashed through, and the space was cut, including the cracking of the space.

This is the terrible thing about killing the five styles, no matter what weapons are used, they can exert their power.

Because of the five styles of killing, it is not primarily a move, emphasizing "meaning", intent, and any weapon can exert its power.

The emperor's face became crazy, and his body flinched.

kill!

Ma Yuan's blood flew, killing the tide, moving forward, and killing the emperor.

Hey!

The emperor tried his best to resist, but he was not defeated at all. He vomited blood and retired. His face is very pale.

I have to say that the emperor is very powerful, the space is art, the artistic conception of swords, and the fusion of golden flames, especially after the artistic conception of space enters the fourth floor, it is more mysterious and terrifying, and has great power. His combat effectiveness is better than Wu Chengkong. powerful.

But compared with Ma Yuan, there is still a distance, there is no.

Ma Yuan's eyes were cold and forced to emperor.

The emperor was helpless, showing a momentary pace, his body constantly flashing.

Hey! Hey!

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