Between the electric light and the flint, the nine hell sword crossed a threatening awn and chopped on the dragon's arm.

Keng!

An earth shaking explosion.

"What!"

You Bai Jian Jun's face changed in an instant.

He felt a tremendous shock force, along the nine you sword, to his arm.

The other side not only blocks his sword in the front, but also is not below him in strength.

Whoosh!

You Bai Jian Jun's body retreated for a distance. His eyes were taken with him. He looked at Mr. Gong in front of him. "Who are you?"

There are four wars in the area of ten thousand swords, but anyone who has some skills can rise to the occasion.

Although you Bai Jian Jun is not one of the fourteen swords, he is not weak at all. He is a strong man who crosses the seven levels of robbery.

In the mad blood clan, the status and strength of Youbai sword king are only second to the patriarch crazy Blood Sword king.

But the strength of this man is not below him at all.

"The one who killed you." Mr. Gong's words fell, and the speed was even faster than lightning. He took you Bai Jianjun and waved his arms out, which was comparable to the attack power of the precious weapon. He immediately spread out the sky and the earth and thundered at you Bai Jianjun.

"Mr. Gong's strength, compared with the snow night City Snow Bear war, seems to be much stronger." Luo Feng's look is quite relaxed. In his opinion, this pale sword king is not enough to stop their pace.

Now that his whereabouts have been revealed, it is better to fight happily.

"Kill!"

At the same time, there were shouts of killing all around.

On the mad God peak, the sword Qi crisscrossed and attacked.

"Listen to me." All of a sudden, a voice called out, "consciously line up, cross the border of one heavy below to find me."

Ao Qiu looks at Tang Daer in silence.

He couldn't understand why he, a hundred year old young dragon, could not learn from Tang's impudence.

When Tang's words fell, many people drew their swords and killed him.

Among them, even the strong men who crossed the border of robbery more than three times, with their faces and strong murders, wanted to kill the noisy boy on the spot.

"Xiao Qiu, go and help big ear."

Luo Feng opened his mouth in a deep voice. At the same time, he took out a sword without a blade in his hand, and his mouth was light. "Since we have reached the wanjian area, we should do as the Romans do and practice our swordsmanship."

Whew!

When the wolf sword technique was used, Luo Feng's figure rushed to the crowd like a ghost.

Although it is only a heavy part of crossing the border, the combat effectiveness of Luofeng is even comparable to that of the three strong ones.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A war that no one imagined broke out on the top of madness.

The warriors in the mad blood city don't know that the hell team they laugh at has already stepped on the top of the mad God peak to fight with the strong one of the crazy blood clan.

The blood dyed the mad God peak red.

Luo Feng, et al.

On the mountain road tonight, I saw more than a dozen babies, which was shocking.

This is a bunch of dehumanized people.

Luo Feng killed, there is no trace of guilt.

Kill a good time.

Hell team!

Everyone, like a Shura coming out of hell, reaps their lives.

"Where did these people come from?"

Many people's looks showed horror.

On the other side, you Bai Jian Jun is more and more frightened in Vietnam War. The strength of the other side is too strong. He is not an opponent at all.

Tonight, they are really aiming at their elder martial brother crazy Blood Sword king. "Damn it." You Bai Jian Jun went all out to exert Jiuyou's swordsmanship. At the same time, his expression flashed a little cold. "My elder martial brother's strength is ten times better than me. You think you can deal with my master if you can deal with me? It's just wishful thinking. "

Boom! Boom! Boom!

You Bai Jian Jun has been defeated.

He looked more and more embarrassed.

He was defeated in the hands of an unknown old man.

There are five bloody claw marks on your shoulder.

Can't help but scream, body toward the palace direction swept back.

However, Mr. Gong's speed is faster, and he stops Youbai Jianjun from the sky.

"Life and death have not been separated. Why hurry?"

Mr. Gong's voice is cold.

The strength gap between the two is obvious, and the winner or loser has already been determined.

But what Mr. Gong wants to divide is life and death!

Whoa!

The dragon scale arm, the scale armor cold light flickers, directly toward you white sword gentleman then bombard past.

"Elder martial brother, help me." You Bai Jian Jun's pupil widens to the extreme, and the light of Jiuyou divine sword in his hand blooms. You Bai Jian Jun puts all his strength into Jiuyou Shenjian."Jiuyou sword!"

You Bai Jian Jun wields his sword crazily to stop Mr. Gong's attack.

In the crowd, Luo Feng's movement suddenly stopped for a moment, his body swept back, and his eyes looked at the direction of the palace.

A strange and powerful atmosphere gradually diffused out

The air is filled with a thick smell of blood in an instant.

The threat of terror was suddenly overwhelming.

"Crazy Blood Sword king." Luo Feng's pupil slightly shrinks, but the depth of his eye is unable to contain an urgent hope.

One bloody sword is their only target.

However, at the moment, the breath emanating from the crazy Blood Sword king is so strong that it is beyond Luo Feng's expectation.

"Stop it." The voice of the mad Blood Sword King rang.

Boom!

At this time, you Bai Jian Jun was just blown out by Mr Gong.

Luo Feng looked up, his eyes flashed past, "ZHUGE master, kill him."

Luo Feng spoke decisively.

Zhuge Wushi also did not hesitate, the figure moved, as fast as lightning, the sword in his hand.

Whew!

Caught off guard, the king of the Youbai sword has no time to resist the reaction.

One blow to the throat!

Boom!

You Bai Jian Jun's body fell to the ground again.

My eyes are still wide open.

Die in peace!

It is clear that his senior brother has come out. Why can't he escape death.

When he heard the voice of crazy Blood Sword king, you white sword King's heart was ecstatic, but his ecstatic mood could not last for a second.

Zhuge Wushi's killing speed is too fast.

Looking at Luo Feng's sword.

The breath of crazy Blood Sword king is beyond expectation. In the sky pattern iron triangle, the strength of any one person is not comparable to that of crazy Blood Sword king.

In this case, Luo Feng naturally and decisively issued a killing order.

To kill Youbai Jianjun is equivalent to cutting off one arm of crazy Blood Sword King first.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

At the same time, the figure of the iron triangle in the sky is swept up, facing the crazy Blood Sword king.

The crazy Blood Sword king was dressed in a red robe, and his eyes were faintly suffused with the meaning of blood red.

Cold eyes staring at a few people, slowly opened his mouth, "are you impatient to live?"

At the same time, crazy Blood Sword King slowly draw sword.

The scabbard with ancient patterns is drawn out slowly. Every inch contains endless evil spirit.

Blood is shining in the sky.

The temperature at the top of manic peak seemed to drop suddenly.

Many people are shivering subconsciously. "This sword is named WANYING."