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Around the site, the atmosphere of disorder and fury covered all around, and the earth was filled with smoke and dust, like dark clouds, which blocked everyone's sight.

The fierce power of the martial arts eight heaven strongman is enough to destroy any existence in the space plane within a few miles, including the martial arts practitioners who are also eight heaven. They dare not easily set foot in this place full of danger and death

In the Yuntian mountain range several miles away from this heaven and earth, a man of martial arts cultivation looks at the scene in the distance with fear in his eyes. His eyes are full of strong shock.

"Who is the man who fights life and death with the elder of xiaojiezong?"

"That person should not be a strong warrior. Even he didn't reach qichongtian?"

"Is he the only one with the martial arts

"No way. By virtue of his divine power, he dares to fight with the elder of Wudao bachongtian. This is Taisui's groundbreaking

"If he had been in qichongtian or bazhongtian, he would have been able to use the two magic powers of giant spirit and King Kong, and he would never have been attacked by the other side. He would only dodge and be as humble as gravel."

There are more and more martial arts gathered around. When many martial arts gathered and talked about it, their vision gradually shifted, and then they looked at a dazzling flash of lightning in the disordered atmosphere.

"What's that?"

"It seems like a sword light!"

"It should be a flash of lightning from the sky. I think the sky is jealous of the talent. I don't like the monster of the warrior's fighting power, so I will kill him directly?"

"I don't think so. It's very likely that the elder of xiaojietian has offended Tianwei and bullied Xiaojie with the big. Even heaven can't see it anymore."

Boom!

At the moment when the sword of troubled times was cut down, the sky and the earth broke down, and the sound of huge stones rang out in everyone's ears. This kind of momentum was like thunder. With the lightning like light of the sword, it was really an illusion that the thunder of heaven and the earth had struck down.

"Die..."

Ling Jian holds the sword of troubled times tightly, and feels the violent force of the sword of troubled times again. He suddenly sinks the sword of troubled times, and passes through the huge body of Yin Lao, with a few feet of light, and falls on one side of the ground.

That piece of earth, directly destroyed by this sword light, split the gully of Zhang Xu.

"Ah

Yin Lao's body, in the moment of the chaotic times sword, suddenly solidified. His huge head was broken and bleeding, and his ferocious and embarrassed look had slowly retreated, replaced by a dull and inconceivable look.

He twisted his head hard and tried to make his head move away. He wanted to see what kind of magic sword was behind him and cut his body in half.

Under the convergence of his two great powers, the body has reached the level of invulnerability. With ordinary weapons, it is absolutely impossible to break his defense.

His head turned to half, his eyes gradually relaxed, and finally he was directly absent. The upper part of his body, which was cut by the sword of troubled times, was directly separated from the lower part of his body. Then it was scattered and opened, and the blood spattered out like a column. The huge body, without the support of the lower part of his body, slowly tilted down.

Boom!

When the upper part of the body completely separated from the support of the lower part of the body, in the absence of any gravity under the firm, crash into the ground.

Boom!

Yin Lao's clenched hands finally spread out slowly at this moment. In the palms of his hands, a wisp of illusory sword Qi was constantly flowing. After losing the package of the giant palm, it directly turned into a streamer, rising with the wind. In a short time, only a few breath of effort, it was condensed into a three foot long illusory sword light.

Yin Lao's huge palm had already been cut by the tiny sword Qi. The sword marks were printed in his palm, which was shocking.

"It's not easy for me to kill this old man without you..."

Ling Jian's body fell down. In the air, he looked at the sword Qi coming from the extreme speed. His fingers soared in the air. The sword Qi seemed to be called by some kind of mysterious call, and fell directly under his feet. He dragged his falling body directly, floated firmly in the void, and sent out a sharp feeling.

"I'm really looking forward to it. Once the real tianmiewanjie sword is condensed, its power will be..."

Ling Jian kept his body steady, and his face was full of fierce feeling. Looking at the huge shadow that only left his lower body still standing in front of him, the place where the sword crossed was as smooth as a mirror, so that people could not see the slightest flaw.

"Elder, if you are met by me, I will end you with the sword of troubled times!"

He looked a little trance. Ling Jian was a little dazed, and he shifted his eyes from the smooth and mirror like face, where the blood sprayed and dyed the earth red. His heart was awe inspiring for the ferocity of the sword in troubled times.

Whoosh!

In all directions, a burst of wind came, and several of them were shooting in this direction with the strong breath of Yin Lao."No, the fighting on this side has alarmed the warriors in all directions!"

Hearing the air current coming from all directions, Ling Jian's face was tense, his whole body was as tight as a cheetah's, and he might rush out at any time. When he tried his best to fight against Yin Lao, he didn't realize that all the martial arts had gathered around him. Now he realized that he didn't dare to stay here any longer. Instead, he suddenly felt a little illusory sword Qi on the sole of his foot His body rose, turned into a streamer, and ran past the body of Yin Lao.

"The old man, as an elder, is not a poor man, is he?"

At this time, Ling Jian didn't forget the habit of leading a sheep and pulling a goose's hair. His eyes trickily locked on Yin Lao's chest. Then he picked up one of the cloth bags, and his heart moved. The cloth bag disappeared and was directly sent to the mustard crystal.

Previously, when he was killed, under the power of three thousand stones, he and his treasures were blasted into nothingness by the stones, which became the only regret. At this time, Ling Jian would not miss the things of Yin Lao.

"Catch that boy, he killed the elder of xiaojiezong. Listen to my command, kill him together, and send him to the leader of xiaojiezong for reward!"

"When did such a young genius appear in the sectarian world! "

" who is this boy? How do you feel familiar with his back? "

Behind Ling Jian, the warriors flying from all directions appeared in the open space ten feet away from him like locusts passing through. All of them looked at the young men who were more fierce than the sword.

"Go ahead, this boy just had a big fight. No matter how evil he is, he is definitely not our opponent!"

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