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Sword out, air moving mountains and rivers.

Swords ring through the sky.

He killed himself alone and with a sword. He wanted to kill the son of the holy land under the eyes of the two holy places in the whole southern zhanzhou.

This belief is close to madness.

In the end, a vast expanse of swords drowned the axe, and the hegemonic power of the axe rolled down like a mountain to cut the sword. The two collided, making a loud noise like thunder, and the aftermath spread wantonly.

The son roared again, holding an axe. He was as cold as the God of war. At this time, in his body, nine stars were blooming, and the power of the stars was like the water of the Milky way in the sky.

At this moment, his heart is invincible, firm self.

Qin masked face does not change color, eyes light calm, wrist a turn, common people sword light Ming, strong sword idea crash, shot into the sky, then, he step by step to meet the son of God.

The son sneered: "people all say that the life style of sword immortal is very hard, but I don't believe it."

Qin Meng also opened his mouth: "undead Tiangong, can you really not die?" The one in the Qin Yue era was finally nailed to death on Wutai Mountain by a sword. He also did not believe that this vein could survive.

Boom!

The axe collided with the sword again, and the wave spread rapidly. The hunting in the sky made a terrible wave.

In the distance, people were horrified, and some people who approached quickly fell back for fear of being affected.

It was a terrible war.

The contemporary son of Yuheng mountain has amazing talent and many skills. He has been growing up to now and has an invincible posture among the younger generation.

Qin Meng, a disciple of the five academies and a descendant of the sword immortal, rose successfully in a young talent competition ten years ago.

Both of them are geniuses. Now they collide, and this war is bound to be remarkable.

Whew!

After hundreds of battles, Qin Meng's common people's sword inadvertently cut off a few strands of the son's hair, and he was forced back by the axe in his hand.

After a few breaths, he calmed down the waves in his body and raised his head. His dark eyes looked at the son again.

The latter is a smile: "you can't stop me."

Qin Meng was silent and did not speak. Li Yi told him that the son of God had been severely damaged by him, but now it seems that he did not have the appearance of injury.

Not only that, he also felt the vitality of the son's body, and even, in this short ten minutes of fighting, he clearly felt the loss of internal strength.

Is he drawing on his strength?

Is this another profound meaning of undead Tiangong?

If this is the case, unless he can kill the son with one sword, otherwise, if the fight goes on, the son will only fight more bravely.

The son laughed and said in a very arrogant way: "in the younger generation, as long as I don't want to die, no one can kill me, nor can you."

Arrogant, with a strong self-confidence, but it is undeniable that he has such strength to say this sentence.

There is no solution to the contemporary sage son of Yuheng mountain.

In the distance, people hold their breath, hold their palms, and pay close attention.

Many young talents also showed their dignified expressions. Is the son so powerful that he is really invincible?

In a corner, the demon woman asked, "can undead Tiangong really survive?"

The men of the bimont clan shook their heads: "in the historical records of our people, there are also some people who practice the immortal Tiangong, but no one can surpass the one in the Qin Yue era."

"Why?"

The man looked solemn and said, "because there is a kind of power that can restrain the undead Tiangong very much. As long as the person with that power appears, the person who has the skill will either die or hurt."

Woman: "what power?"

The man shook his head: "this is only recorded in ancient books, which does not explain what power it is. What is more strange is that almost everyone who practices the immortal heavenly skill will encounter it in later generations."

With the passage of time, the whole scene gradually quiet down.

In addition to the sound of the wind blowing, it is the sound of the ground dust sweeping through people's hearts.

I don't know when, a few dead leaves floated in the wind, from Qin Meng's eyes, and finally drifted to the distance.

On the streets of Licheng behind her, the red fire procession came slowly. One after the other, two carriages stopped at the gate of the city.

In the lead, out of a few middle-aged men, and a few elegant women, toward Qin Meng.

If you want to forgive me, no one will marry me

This speech, the atmosphere of the whole scene can not help solidification.

The son in the distance has a brighter smile.

All of them were powerful and unfathomable. In terms of the current state of Qin and Meng, he could not resist such a killing.In the carriage, the two girls were shocked. They could not help but lift the curtain, but were stopped by the maid mercilessly.

Qin Meng opened his eyes and whispered, "the one I want to kill has never been alive." Regardless of the strong man behind him, holding a common sword, he rushed to the son again.

At this time, in his body, there are also nine stars blooming, and even at this moment, a shadow covered by God's awn appears behind him.

The shadow became more and more tall, from 35 meters to 10 meters, hundreds of meters. It was like an ancient giant holding a long sword cast by shadow. At the moment when the common people's sword in Qin Meng's hand was cut down, the shadow's long sword was also cut forward.

Behind him, the faces of a group of strong people in the sky changed. Their eyes were suddenly gloomy and looked at each other. They all took the first step.

Roar!

In the distant sky, the sound of the Dragon chanting is all over the sky. A giant dragon condensed by the force of heaven and earth breaks through the sky. The Dragon chant echoes under the sharp claw, blocking the powerful man behind Qin Meng.

"It was the emperor's son 300 years ago in the long Dynasty of the great Xia Dynasty." Someone exclaimed.

On the dragon, an old man sat cross legged until the Dragon swooped down. He suddenly opened his eyes, which shot out of his eyes.

In the end, the Dragon blocked a group of strong men, but its body gradually dissipated. The old man jumped down and stood still in front of the city gate, dressed and hunting. There was a kind of indifference.

A group of strong people with a strong sense of heaven were heavy and ugly. They were staring at the old man with a strong voice: "Prince Xia, do you want to block us?"

The old man was silent and calm.

The common people's sword in Qin Meng's hand was also cut down, and the sword of virtual shadow was the same. It contained a kind of terrible rhyme, and there was also a kind of fluctuation of rules. The boundless one suppressed everything.

"It's no use. You're too weak." The son's face was cold, crazy, and his eyes were deep. At the moment when Qin Meng's common people's sword was cut down, he tried his best to revive the axe. In an instant, the internal God's residence woke up, and the ax quickly enlarged. The domineering power was deeply imprinted in the sky, and it also suppressed the law between heaven and earth.

It seems that in this moment between heaven and earth, only a huge ax is left.

"My sword is to level up the injustice of the world and cut off the people who need to be cut." Qin Meng's indifferent voice came out, a vast expanse of sword was submerged.

At this moment, the charm of the sword blooms, the power of the law gushes and spreads wantonly through everything. Even the axe of recovery cannot resist half a moment.

After a puff, the sword pierced the body of the son, and a series of blood spilled down and dyed the sky red.

"I have a sword in my heart, and you?" He whispered, the corners of his mouth suddenly raised.