At this moment, Shen lingcang's true Qi, physical body and spiritual strength are all climbing to the highest level in his life. He, who controls the blood power of hundreds of descendants of the Shen family, is trying to merge all the strength!

This is the state of controlling the sword with the body and combining the man and the sword!

Shen lingcang, as the ancestor of Shen family and the myth of martial arts, displayed the unity of man and sword. Compared with the man in blue shirt of that day, Shen lingcang was more powerful than ten times!

At Shen lingcang's side, eleven Dao Gang juxtaposes in the void, and the point of the knife points to Meng ran!

However, when he saw the blood color Dao Gang rising into the sky, it was originally a seven Chi blood blade, but it was combined with the eleven Dao gang. The Dao Qi ran through the sky, reaching several hundred meters!

Turn into a bloody light, open the sky and cut!

It turns out that this is Shen lingcang's real killing move!

He used his body to control the blood cloud and Dao Qi. At last, he combined his two hundred years of Xuangong into a world shaking sword. He cooperated with the seven kilometer water column to draw the heaven and earth. He tried to kill with one blow!

In the face of Shen lingcang's whole life's Xuangong move, Meng Ran's face did not move. His two long-standing sword fingers actually had sparkles on their fingertips, which seemed to penetrate the heaven and earth, and the red glow rose from the sky!

"What is that?"

Shen Xinghan three people also noticed the changes on Meng Ran's body, such as seeing miracles one by one.

Just because of Meng ran at the moment, the whole body seems to be burning a red flame!

No!

It's not flame, it's sword light!

It's a peerless edge that seems to cut through the myriad ways of heaven!

"Shen lingcang, do you really think that the divine realm can suppress the world? Meng will kill a God's realm today, and let these mortals see what power is! "

The voice falls, Meng ran fingertip three feet, sharp and bright!

"Is it the way he killed the dragon?"

Shen Xinghan and her two daughters seem to know each other. Meng ran, on the Bank of the eldest son River, killed the real dragon in Shenjing with a sword, which shocked the north of the river.

This scene is quite similar to the scene at that time, but the second daughter quickly denied it. The reason is that Meng Ran's sword on that day was too powerful, especially when the "cold against the water" pulled down the sky, which made people kneel down and kowtow.

But the sword in front of him, except Meng ran, was surrounded by red flames, as if there were no more strange places.

Is it true that Meng Ran's sword is inferior to the cold water?

Shen lingcang, who incarnated Dao Guang, obviously noticed the scene, but his eyes were full of doubts. As the ancestor of the Shen family, Shen lingcang boasts that he has seen the martial arts in China for a long time, which is the art of cultivating Dharma Realm. He has long been familiar with it.

However, no matter the boxing skills and sword moves mastered by this young man, they are still human martial arts. They are immortal skills and supernatural powers!

In particular, Meng Ran's sword, which is still accumulating strength, looks ordinary, but it makes this blood demon feel frightened.

Even so, the demon, which has been enslaved by Huang Xue, can never admit defeat.

With a ferocious roar, Shen lingcang controls the incomparable power of heaven and earth, and kills him horizontally!

"Shua! Shua! Shua

Before the breaking sky blood blade was cut off, the invisible Sabre Qi came one after another. Meng Ran's emptiness seemed to have been chopped to pieces, and the sound of broken mirrors came out.

However, the figure in white is still standing in the void. You can have a sword in your eyes!

When Shen lingcang saw this, he was also furious. He was a world-class God. Looking at China, who dared to despise him?

"Ignorant young people, fall down!"

Shen lingcang's voice has just dropped, but it seems to come from the remote voice of ancient times:

"a sword The rainbow breaks