With one sword, the sword is as powerful as a rainbow, just like the sun hanging upside down. Endless sword Qi flows away.

Heaven and earth seem to be cut apart, and mountains and rivers are destroyed.

That kind of strength!

The warrior who cuts to the top of the three earth immortals.

Poof——

Blood fog began to diffuse, scarlet blood splashed in the sky.

One of them had turned into a fog of blood, and no body could be seen. The other was cut in half.

Third, he was rescued.

It was Bertram Christie, the powerful man of the Holy See, who saved people. He saved the warrior of the Holy See.

In this sword, you can save people. This person's strength is not strong.

Even if he saves one, the sword will not stop. The gradually lengthened sword will cut straight down. The earth immortals behind him can't stop it, and they can't protect the warrior behind him.

When the sword was cut down, the blood filled the sky.

Blood and flesh flying, blood splashing, how many people turned into blood fog, how many people died directly!

At least three thousand people died with this sword.

There is a deep crack in the ground. The sword still exists. It's shocking!

"Huaxia Xu Tianjun, you are better than us!"

Bertram Christie stood up, looked at him, said coldly, "all warriors, listen to me

Here, he is almost the most powerful existence. Under his leadership, nearly a million warriors have stabilized. The 3000 people just lost are just a small number, not worth mentioning.

With such a strong command, they were in high spirits and all of them cried out.

"Kill, kill, kill..."

A million strong troops united to deal with the Chinese warriors.

"Wai!"

With a big wave of Bertram Christie's hand, the huge ancient trees around the Chinese warriors collapsed one after another, and a "circle" appeared around them.

The foreign warriors stood in this "circle" and surrounded all the Chinese warriors. The killing continued, and the momentum continued to rise. Millions of troops were powerful, and many fierce beasts in the vicinity were frightened.

Looking at such a ferocious army of one million, the Chinese warriors are dignified and alert. They have to fight.

No matter how strong Xu Tianjun is, he can't take everything into consideration.

Whoosh, whoosh!

Huaxia Dixian stands on the periphery of the crowd, and every other distance stands a Dixian guard.

There are still too few Chinese immortals. It's absolutely not the way to go on like this.

Can't resist a million troops!

Xu Zhendong's eyes look at the commander in the air, Bertram Christie. He communicates with xiaohua and asks him to go to Luo Xiaoyu to help him.

Xiaohua is ordered to find Luo Xiaoyu as soon as possible.

Xiaoyu has birds. It should be here soon!

"Kill

Millions of troops have been killed!

With Bertram's sword as the vanguard, he holds a long sword, and the sword is powerful. From high in the air, he cuts down to the middle of the Chinese warrior.

How can Xu Zhendong let this sword fall, jump, startle the salamander sword horizontal, sword awn to swing.

Sonorous——

It's a big crash, it's flying in the air.

The figure is parallel to him, and his eyes are cold.

"Huaxia Xu Tianjun, they say you are very strong. Let me see how strong you are!"

Bertram raised his mouth, and his sword flashed like electricity. The sword pointed to the sky. A thunder and lightning fell from the air to connect his sword.

The sword is more powerful, and his whole person is more powerful.

It's like a Thor, cold hair explodes, a sword cuts down, with the arc of the sword.

"That's interesting!"

"Split Dragon - Chop!"

When a sword is waved away, the sword is as powerful as a rainbow and goes through the sun.

to be sonorous!

The two men's swords collide. They look at each other face to face. Their deep eyes are like the darkness under the nine seclusions.

For many years, Xu Tianjun is a strong enemy in China. Even now, he feels numb.

There are not many people who can make him feel this way. The last one is Hua Xia dolev. I didn't expect to meet a younger one this time.

This person can't stay!

In that mysterious ancient country of Huaxia, there are always some mysterious strong men. He is worried that Xu Tianjun will become the second Dorff.

"The sword of the devil, the wrath of Thor!"

A sky thunder fell from the sky and poured directly into his body. The whole person was poured by the huge thunder and lightning, and his momentum became stronger.

With a wave of the long sword, the momentum is overwhelming, cutting to Xu Zhendong.

The sword of the startled salamander instilled real Qi. With a bang, it directly blocked it, and the whole person also stepped back nearly 100 meters.

"Huaxia Xu Tianjun, are you looking down on me?"

Bertram Christie glared at him and said:

"You still hide your strength and show your full strength, otherwise you have no time to save others, and your people are suffering a devastating disaster."

The power of thunder and lightning is still strong. It's a bit shocking.

"Your strength is really good, I'm looking forward to it!"

Xu Zhendong looks at him casually. Yu Guang glances at the bottom. Beichangfeng fights with a Dixian, and he is always at the bottom.

"Yin Yang ruler - sacrifice!"

A ruler of yin and Yang with endless light went down, directly cut off the man's head.

"Xu Tianjun, you are distracted!"

Bertram Christie seizes the opportunity of this moment, and comes with all his strength, with the great power of tearing space.

Sonorous——

Xu Tianjun was killed by his sword, but he was not seriously injured.

When Xu Tianjun retreated and stayed, he opened his mouth and roared. A sword appeared from his mouth and chopped down.

At the foot of a fight with the Chinese martial arts immortal was cut!

"What? You... "

Bertram Christie seems to have found out Xu Tianjun's intention. Instead of fighting against himself with all his strength, he just wants to hold him down. Then he takes advantage of the situation to find an instant space to kill the enemy below.

It's a good idea.

"You're playing with fire!"

After that, cut it with one sword.

It was not Xu Tianjun, but the Chinese warrior below.

Xu Zhendong was surprised. He didn't expect to be noticed by the other party so soon. His figure blocked the sword. At the same time, he vomited his sword Qi and cut away. Naturally, he was not in the mood.

Below has fallen into a bitter battle, Chinese martial arts dead!

Under the attack of millions of people, it seems very powerless.

Xu Zhendong can only block the super strong above.

All of a sudden!

Bertram Christie's mouth rose and finally seized an opportunity.

When the sword is cut, the huge and sharp sword will cut the Chinese warrior. As he expected, Xu Tianjun will definitely stop the sword from cutting!

And almost at the same time, he clapped his other hand!

This palm suddenly became bigger, almost covering the whole category of Chinese martial arts.

One hand down, it is estimated that there are countless casualties, almost dead!

Xu Zhendong heart a surprised, but found that it was too late, hate oneself no separation!

"Roar!"

A huge roar shakes all the martial arts, and the powerful moves are turned into nothingness under this roar.

All those who fight in the air are unstable.

The palm that was taken also became invisible.

In the air, Xu Zhendong could not stand steadily. His whole body was constantly flying by the strong air waves, but suddenly stopped. It seemed that he was stuck by something. When he looked up, it turned out to be a crazy bird.

Great joy in my heart!

Look ahead.

It was the ancient great ape that stopped him from entering the deep. It came out.

"Master! Here I am

Luo Xiaoyu and Qu Hongdan stood on the shoulders of the ancient ape, waving and cheering enthusiastically.