Chapter 441

Eight big men, completely angered.

His eyes also turned red and began to open and close.

He wants to tell Ming Xingjian Zun with his own performance.

You are not the only one among so many immortals in the world!

You are a master, and so am I.

You are Jianxiu, and so am I.

You should be a desperate Saburo, and I should be a desperate Saburo.

You are absolutely no stronger than me!

It's better to say it's chi or epiphany.

In the bombardment of eight great men, Ming xingjianzun finally showed his decline and could no longer stand.

Even though the eight big men were also scarred at this time, they were unspeakably happy in their hearts.

Come on!

Happy!

Sword cultivation in the realm of two masters.

Now it looks more like two uncivilized beasts.

Keep crashing together.

Make a loud bang.

The whole forest was in turmoil because of them.

Of course, at this time, it can't be called a dense forest, but a flat land. It's not that they changed places, but the impact caused by the collision between them, which completely razed the dense forest to the ground.

Don't underestimate their destructive power when fighting.

If not, we won't hide far when we watch the war.

After fighting for a moment, Ming Xingjian Zun's body was already tottering.

Although the eight big men are also black and blue, we can see that he is better than Mingxing sword in terms of energy and spirit. I don't know how much.

In fact, the gap between their strength is not as exaggerated as expected.

The reason why Ming Xingjian Zun fell into this state is just like what the eight great men said before.

When they started, they thought completely different.

One thought is how to survive.

Another thought is how to kill your opponent.

The slightest mistake is a thousand miles away.

When their ideas are completely different, they have actually decided the direction of the fighting situation.

Holding the long sword in his hand, the eight big men walked towards mingxingjianzun.

Mingxing jianzun's body trembled again.

He's really scared.

No one is afraid of death.

It is said that the richer a man is, the more he cherishes his life.

The same is true for those who cultivate immortals in the realm of masters.

It's not easy to have the current cultivation and status.

Even if they are told that there is an afterlife, they don't want to die like this. Of course, it doesn't matter if they can live a lifetime with their current cultivation.

"You lost." Eight big men looked at Ming Xingjian Zun and said.

Ming Xingjian Zun smiled.

Singing, I'm so angry to see here.

What time is it.

You're still talking about some of these.

Don't you know the villain died of talking too much?

Of course, you are all villains.

If you can kill with one sword, you have to say a few more words in a victor's posture. Some don't.

Look at you.

It's really like love!

"Come again!" Ming Xingjian Zun forced down the surging fear and shouted angrily, but he felt a sense of pride.

He waved his long sword again and killed the eight big men.

The sword is as powerful as a rainbow.

With a power to destroy the city and shake the mountain, I want to press thousands of forces.

The eight men looked awe inspiring.

This is the last blow of Ming Xingjian Zun.

If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent.

It can be seen how determined he was at this time. Even if you die, you won't make your opponent feel better today.

Is this the pattern of masters and immortals?

The eight men sighed.

Although I was unwilling, I had to resist the blow.

If he is timid at this time, he will make the same mistake as his opponent.

Someone who took advantage of it.

How could such a mistake be made?

No, No.

So, after an angry drink, he also rushed towards the sword of Ming Xingjian Zun.

The momentum is soaring.

The sword wind swept across his face like a knife, and the image of ragged clothes was inexplicably aggravated.

He walked so fast that he left only residual shadows, which was frightening.

No one expected that the eight big men who have reached this point still have such a powerful explosive power in their bodies.

Like a

A runaway wild dog.

The onlookers around, including Shao Shuai and others, stared wide.

For fear of missing any detail.

This is the real moment of life and death.

Whoever can stand at last is the final winner.

Before, although the star jianzun was always under pressure.

But even then, these onlookers dare not make a rash assertion.

This is the battle of the master realm.

Perhaps, the one who has been at a disadvantage is an amazing hand to win the final victory.

"The sword technique of Xiaoshan sword sect is really unusual!" Shao San couldn't help sighing, "no wonder he can become a first-class sect."

Shao Shuai looked at him, smiled and said, "in this case, it's inappropriate for us to say it?"

Shao San smiled.

"If Shao Er is here, do you think he can be the opponent of Ming Xingjian Zun?" Shao Shuai asked again.

Shao San thought for a moment and said, "although the second brother is also an immortal in the master's realm, he is strong and has opened up 32 martial veins before. If he were, mingxingjianzun is definitely not an opponent."

Shao Shuai nodded with satisfaction.

"It's a pity that the master had an idea to recruit some experts from Xiaoshan sword sect. Now it seems that this idea is impossible to realize."

"Hum, Xiaoshan sword sect deserves to be seen by us?" Shao Shuai sneered.

not to regard it as right.

A loud noise came from a distance.

A cloud of smoke filled the air.

The sword light was emitted from the smoke. It looked more like a bag with holes, and things leaked out of those holes.

"Be careful, young master." Shao sanlike took a step forward, and at the same time, he carried the strength of his body. An air wall appeared in front of him, blocking the billowing air waves.

Those immortals with lower accomplishments saw the excitement they shouldn't have seen, but there were still most of them. They were shocked by the storm and bled from the seven holes.

Not a few people died here.

It can be seen that the strength of Ming Xingjian Zun and the eight men is strong.

When the smoke gradually dispersed, Shao Shuai hurriedly asked, "how, who won?"

"There was no accident." Shao Sanping said.

Although I didn't say it bluntly, the meaning inside and outside the words has been very clear.

There were no accidents.

That is, at the last moment, Ming Xingjian was still unable to turn over.

The original flat land has now become potholes.

Devastated and shocking.

The long swords in the hands of the eight big men were still firmly held and stood there like sculptures, with no reduction in their momentum. Beside him was the body of Mingxing jianzun.

One death.

A job.

This is the final result.

After waiting for a long time, eight big men took a deep breath, turned around and planned to leave.

Sort of

A little better?

He said to himself.