100,000 Years of Body Refining

Zixiao Shenzong is the strongest sect in China, gathering the strongest elites in China.

As a disciple of Shenzong, his combat power is self-evident.

This Jun Mo's strength must be countless times stronger than Han Yuntian, and his sword intent is more terrifying than the oppressive feeling Qin Feng brought to them.

Qin Feng was afraid that he might not be able to resist.

Jun Mo thinks so too.

This time I came here for revenge, so how could it give Qin Feng a chance to survive?

Ten miles of sword rainbow shining in the sky, covering the sky, everything is dying.

But just as Jun Mo was sitting watching Qin Feng's annihilation, just when everyone thought that Qin Feng was unable to resist, under Ye Qingyu's worried gaze, Han Yuntian's urgent gaze... the two forces collided.

What shocked everyone was that the seemingly invincible Shili Jianhong shattered the moment it touched the blood mark, and disappeared without a trace.

Immediately afterwards, the power of the blood mark changed, and the thick **** meaning swept the world. Under the blood, everyone seemed to feel the end of the world, all trembling and trembling.

"It's terrible, is this Qin Feng's true combat power?" The people trembled, and they seemed to underestimate Qin Feng.

"Ok?"

Upon seeing this, Jun Mo's eyes condensed suddenly.

Didn't even kill with a single sword?

Even contrary to what was expected, his sword couldn't stop the opponent's punch?

"Take me another sword!"

Junmo's big sleeves fluttered, and the sword intent of heaven and earth condensed crazily. Then, with a wave of his long sleeves, there seemed to be universe in the sleeves, and thousands of sword lights bloomed out, blasting toward the **** mark that covered the sky.

He didn't believe his sword and couldn't kill Qin Feng.

However, the thousands of sword intents were quickly crushed under the impact of that blood mark, and the endless sword intent lingering power agitated everywhere, cutting up layers of space.

Ok?

Jun Mo frowned again, the contempt in his eyes completely reduced, "It's interesting, no wonder my brother Jun Ye will die in your hands, but unfortunately, you will still die."

Talk about it.

A sword groaned brightly, and a sword appeared in his hand. The sharp sword was out of its sheath, and the sword was three feet cold. It flew like a dragon with the terrible sword intent, splitting the world and space, and the sea of ​​clouds continued to shatter.

Afterwards, the sharp sword floated in front of Jun Mo, extremely intimate, as if possessing a sword spirit, full of spirituality.

Jun Mo stretched out his hand to hold the sword, his eyes were cold, the sword in his hand, like a human sword, and the majestic sword intent dared to break through the clouds.

"This sword is called a burial."

"After owning this sword, I used the sword three times, the first time to cut the same realm, the second time to cross the border to cut the enemy, and the third time to cross the triple realm, to live up to the name of burial and buried the enemy in the ground."

"And you, will be the fourth person buried under the burial sword!"

Linguistically.

Jun Mo's long sword was picked out, and the Huang Huang sword burst quickly.

"Chichih~"

The vast sky, the sea of ​​clouds rolled, and was cut to pieces by that radiant sword light. In the vast sky, the infinite sky seemed to have a huge sword mark.

The sword of the burial, as if to cut through the nine heavens.

The sword is straightforward, supreme, supreme, no case, no side fortune, nowhere to go, nowhere to go, nowhere to go, nowhere to go, nowhere to go, nowhere to go, no use of this sword, the world of kendo seems to be desolate.

‘What a terrible sword! ’

When this sword came out, the monks of the Earth Realm changed their colors at the same time.

however.

The **** seal that covered the sky fell unabated, and its prestige was still there, and it collided with the sword intent of the earth burial, and the sword light instantly collapsed, turning into bits and pieces of light and disappearing, and the **** mark was cast and continued to fall.

"So strong!"

Many of the vast crowd opened their eyes wide.

The burial sword intent that Jun Mo slashed out can make Sword Dao look bad, but facing the blood mark, it is vulnerable to a blow. Qin Feng's strength is probably far beyond their imagination.

"How can it be!?"

Jun Mo's pupils shrank abruptly, and how strong his sword intent was to bury him, he knew best that this sword, the same realm Peimo could be used, is the people of the same realm in the Zixiao Divine Sect, and there is no enemy of oneness.

But when it touches the blood mark, it will be destroyed when touched.

Qin Feng, is he so tyrannical?

Before he could be shocked, the blood mark fell so fast that he had to make another move.

I saw him flicking his fingers on the burial sword lightly.

"Zheng!"

As his finger fell, a sword intent stretched out from the Burial Sword in an instant, and for nine consecutive sounds, there were nine sword intents lingering around the sword.

"Nine swords break the sky, go!"

Jun Mo burst into tears, and the nine sword intents turned into sword rainbows, soaring all the way up, like a sky across the sky, trying to break the world, destroying everything continuously.

"Boom!"

The **** seal that covered the sky remained undiminished, crushing the nine sword rainbows strongly, and even the remaining prestige remained unaffected, still showing the potential of crushing the world.

"This is impossible!"

Jun Mo's face changed completely.

He cut the earth burial sword three times, the first burial sword kills the same realm in an instant, the second sword pierces the sky with nine swords, and cuts the enemy across the border. How can such a terrifying sword intent be as crisp as a Lu draft?

Unless, Qin Feng's realm is higher than he expected.

"I do not believe!"

Jun Mo roared, his palm shook violently, the sword shook the sky, and an even more expansive sword light roared up like a giant dragon.

The dragon's shadow is constantly condensing, gradually resembling the essence, as if there really is an ancient dragon, straddling the endless time and space and descending into the world, with the mighty power of the world.

"The third sword, Shenlong crosses Qingxuantian, and one sword knocks at the gate of nine heavens!"

"kill!"

Jun Mo slashed out with a sword, and the dragon's voice shook the sky, and the almost substantial dragon shadow sword rainbow pierced through the sky, completely tearing the space apart, a large number of space storms rolled out, and the sky and the earth were dim.

"boom!"

The blood seal covering the sky is like the might of the sky, and it cannot be matched at all. The Shenlong sword shadow looks invincible, but it is still difficult to shake the blood mark. When it collides, it looks like a huge wave hitting the shore and the wind is blowing in the sky. It looks fierce and invincible, but it is hard to shake.

On the contrary, the blood mark fell, and the dragon shadow collapsed, turning into fragments and disappearing.

Jun Mo was stunned, looking at the crazily falling blood mark that covered the sky in disbelief, unacceptable.

With his three swords cut out, the Wanxiang Eighth can be cut, but that punch covers the sky and is indestructible, easily crushing all his sword intent.

How he accepted it.

Could it be that Qin Tian is already at the top of Vientiane?

"No, I don't believe it..."

Jun Mo let out a roaring roar, unable to accept such a result, he frantically urged his strength to the extreme, buried the sword in the sky, and dazzled the sky with ten thousand dragons.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Jun Mo roared three earth-shaking killing characters in a row, and the ten thousand dragon shadows roared together, as if the ancient dragon clan reappeared, sweeping the world.

At that moment, every dragon shadow seemed to represent a kind of kendo, and ten thousand dragon shadows contained ten thousand kendos, Qi Yaozhang sky.

Every kind of swordsmanship is so mysterious and terrifying, making Tianyou City stunned.

Especially those kendo practitioners are eye-opening and fascinated.

‘I’m afraid it’s nothing but the Sword God. ’

Jian Xiu sighed in his heart.

Ten thousand swords intent swept across the sky and turned into a chaotic sword field. That is the celestial phenomenon of Jun Mo's sword, and the sword intent burst to the extreme, like an angry dragon sweeping the world.

Rumble!

The blood covering the sky was roaring, and the blood covering the sky was like a wave of blood rolling, and finally all was collected in the blood mark, turning into a punch and falling completely.

At this moment, everyone seemed to have an illusion, that punch turned the sun and the moon upside down, overturned the heavens and the earth, destroyed the roaring sword intent of the angry dragon, and finally landed on the buried sword.

"boom!"

The earth-burial sword of extraordinary rank could not withstand the power of that punch. Meng burst open, and countless sharp sword fragments stirred everywhere. With the aftermath of destroying the world and destroying the earth, countless people retreated in terror, and then watched the scene of the sky. , Extremely shocked.

"Boom!"

The **** mark smashed the sword to the burial, Yu Wei did not seem to lose a bit, and fell on Jun Mo's body fiercely, only to hear a loud explosion, and Jun Mo's body burst directly.

It was impossible to even escape, and he was crushed by a punch.

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