V4.Chapter 267

Thunder burst forth.

Death came.

From the ground straight into the starry sky, the sword light is like a wild dragon, vast and infinite, and instantly becomes the most dazzling brilliance of the whole city.

Lagos's body broke up under the sword Qi, and melted rapidly in the sword light.

Blood, broken bones, even hair have become dust, with the wind and rain scattered in the world, and eventually disappeared.

Li Tianlan looked down at the Tinghai sword in his hand.

Tinghai sword is shining with clear light, gentle and sharp.

This sword is supreme in Beihai.

It's also supreme in the dark world.

Just like his current fighting power.

His sword sense was already extremely perfect, but his sword Qi was not enough.

God helped him to make up for the most fatal shortcomings.

At this moment, Li Tianlan went straight to the top with his pride.

In today's dark world, it is indeed supreme.

The pride of heaven is supreme.

He is not arrogant yet, but with the supreme power of sword, only Wang Tianzong is qualified to stand side by side with him in the whole dark world.

Li Tianlan looked at Tinghai in his hand and was silent for a while.

Tinghai is the most famous sword in the dark world.

He could feel the edge of listening to the sea, but vaguely, it was like something was missing and something was repressed.

It's subtle, but it's crucial.

Because at this moment, his sword sense and sword spirit are too strong, so even the first sword in the dark world, still can't let his sword sense fully play.

"How do you feel?"

God's voice was clear and light. He stood beside Li Tianlan, but he didn't appear in front of anyone else. The space within dozens of centimeters of his body became nothingness with him, and was perfectly integrated with the night.

"Wang Tianzong needs a new sword."

Li Tianlan said suddenly.

The spirit of God's sword appeared beside Li Tianlan without reservation, and slowly merged with his sword spirit.

The combination of sword Qi and sword spirit is very smooth.

This also makes Li Tianlan's fighting power soar to an incredible level, and he has temporarily become the top invincible master.

Li Tianlan is a little worse than Wang Tianzong.

But Wang Tianzong is also a little worse than Li Tianlan in the meaning of the sword.

In this state, as long as God does not withdraw his sword intention, Li Tianlan can fight Wang Tianzong.

In other words, Li Tianlan is stronger than God himself.

Listening to the sea can not bear his sword, naturally can not bear Wang Tianzong's sword.

He suddenly remembered Qin Weibai's words.

Qin Weibai said that he would give him a sword worthy of his future.

If such a sword really exists, it will be far beyond listening to the sea.

Does the Wang family of Beihai have a more terrifying sword than listening to the sea?

He was in a trance.

I didn't even take care of the dull Paul and Jintong.

He looked at God, suddenly serious mouth: "suddenly feel like a beggar."

"If you want to borrow sword Qi, do you want to borrow sword too?"

God was silent for a moment.

"You're carrying a lot of things."

"But it's not just you who are carrying a lot of burdens," he said. "What happened tonight, after all, is Li's own business."

In Lin'an.

In Eastern Europe.

Li Honghe and Lin Fengting both said this.

God now also gave this sentence to Li Tianlan.

Li is paranoid.

Paranoia is also pride.

So he didn't think about the lack of sword Qi when facing Wang Tianzong in the final decisive battle.

So he did not appear before, until all the invincible had withdrawn from the battlefield.

So even if he knew that Wang Tianzong would fight for Zhongzhou at the last moment, he still lent his sword Qi to Li Tianlan.

Zhongzhou military department will give up all operations because of this incident.

God doesn't need this.

Because it's Lee's own business.

Why use the sword of Beihai in Li's business?

God looked at the sea and said, "this sword is not allowed."

"Then abandon it."

Li Tianlan's tone is indifferent.

He turned around and left his back to Paul and Jintong, looking at the direction of the presidential palace.

Golden pupil's eyes moved.

Next second, Li Tianlan flicked his finger: "thank you, your majesty."

"Hum!"

Between heaven and earth, there was a sudden buzz under the rainstorm.

Near the battlefield, several of Rothschild's elite have surrounded dozens of snow dance legions, ready to kill.

There was a buzz.

Listen to the sea sword fly out.

The rainbow passes through the sky.

In a flash, earth shaking.

Sword light bursts out on the edge of Tinghai sword.

Listening to the sea cut through the air, a deep crack suddenly burst out on the land of Reggie city.

With the rapid fire of the sword light, the crack moves forward wildly.

The roads are crumbling, the buildings are collapsing, the gravel, the smoke, the blood, the ethereal light, the wind and rain all over the sky are all driven by this sword.

Just ready to move the elite of Rothschild was wiped by the sword light, several elite instantly burst into a blood fog.

Sword light is still moving forward, higher and higher.

The bright sword light is stretching in the air, and the speed is fast to the limit.

The whole city is roaring.

The deep cracks on the earth are moving along with the sword light crazily, hundreds of meters, thousands of kilometers.

"Boom!"

The light of the sword passed through the tall buildings in the city of Reggie.

Above the ground, ordinary shops are torn by the spreading cracks.

Everything is driven by the smoke.

As long as several kilometers of sword light is still flying, endless.

Cracks continue to spread, tearing roads and shattering blocks.

The crazy sword Qi lifted everything up, took it to the air and covered the sky.

Paul watched the sword quietly.

His eyes were startled and his breath was filled with despair.

A piece of unimaginable sharp edge is rampant in the city of Reggie.

The sword is ten thousand meters long.

All over the sky!

The presidential palace is shaking like never before.

The sword light drives the heaven and earth, as if it is a real and illusory world.

This sword is only merciless.

This sword is only sharp.

This sword is only arrogant.

Wang Tianzong stood in front of the window, calmly looking at the light of ten thousand meters sword that almost tore half of the city of Leiji in an instant.

Take a broad view to the sky.

Go back to eternity.

It's all real.

It's all illusory.

It's all a sword!

Strong as the west wind.

The sword light tore the square in front of the presidential palace.

The star flag of Zhongzhou is flying in front of the square.

The ground is tearing, huge cracks from ten thousand meters away with the sword light spread, directly hit the president's house.

The ruthless but extremely arrogant edge finally came.

The majestic and heavy presidential palace was torn apart in an instant.

The sword light broke the gate, the garden and the rockery, stirring a pool of water in the presidential palace. The water light all over the sky brought up the diffuse fog.

This sword came directly to Wang Tianzong.

The light of the sword is as vast as the starry sky and the world.

Reality and illusion are constantly changing.

Ethereal.

Invincible.

The light of the sword is like a mountain or a sea.

Before the sword light, Wang Tianzong's figure was like stars and dust.

Wang Tianzong stood motionless at the window.

He held out his hand.

In a flash, the breath of his body directly converged to the extreme.

His palms sparkled.

Subtle, hazy.

Tinghai sword rushes over.

He reached for a flick.

Endless power in an unimaginable way in an instant completely burst out.

The spreading crack stopped in front of Wang Tianzong's room.

The sword light was still for a moment, and the infinite edge suddenly began to retreat as if pushed by something.

Countless lights out of the presidential palace, the square in front of the presidential palace completely burst.

The power is surging, the mountain is blowing, the tsunami is sweeping everything.

The square enough to support the military parade in Ulan was completely destroyed in an instant.

Ten thousand meters away, Li Tianlan's whole arm suddenly gushed with blood.

Wang Tianzong holds the edge of Tinghai's sword and puts back the expressionless sword.

He went back to his room, sat down and poured himself a cup of tea, but all he remembered was the warning of the sword.

Blood flowed down his sleeve, dyed his sleeves red and wet the table.

Wang Tianzong didn't seem to be aware of it, so he took a sip of it.

The tea is cold.

Slightly bitter.