Deity of the Emperor

Everyone's eyes are attracted.

I saw that the sword was three feet and seven inches long, and the sword **** was as brilliant as jade, emitting a light blue light.

"Shouqianjian!"

At this moment, the seven sword guards were kneeling.

One disciple of Jiange Pavilion, at this moment, looked with excitement.

The famous sword resounding throughout the ten holy domains-Shouqijian.

This sword is Li Xuandao's famous sword and a representative of Li Xuandao's life.

At this moment, the sword appeared like the wind, as sharp as it was, as soft as silk.

At the moment, Li Xuandao held the lack of sword, and the whole person's breath was like a new person at this moment.

Ye Di also calmed down at this moment.

Keep the sword! At this moment, Li Xuandao held a sword and stood above the sky, looking down.

"Nine Swords!"

At the moment, Shou Quejian burst into a roar, and a deep cracking sound sounded at the moment.

In an instant, a sword was killed, and nine sword qi were shot at the moment.

The wave of terror swept through at this moment.

Li Xuandao lived between the nine swords, staring at him, looking at the Night Emperor.

"cut."

The unpretentious nine swords were instantly cut out at this moment.

Ye Di saw this scene, his expression was cold, and with a cold hum, his steps stepped out and his palm was tightly gripped.

Boom... A deep burst of sound sounded at this moment.

The body of the night emperor suddenly turned back suddenly.

The majestic explosive power was released at this moment.

The black ball attacked again, and immediately hit one of the sword qi.

In an instant, the black ball was wrapped with sword energy, deviated from the direction, and flew directly to the sky.

next moment.

Boom... The heavens and the earth seem to be cracking at this moment. A few hundred miles away, a black and white light continually gathers and detonates instantly, sweeping the entire Wushan land.

The explosive power of this blow is simply enough to destroy the entire Wushan.

This is the Holy Emperor.

At this moment, everyone's face changed.

The black ball appeared again, and Jian Qi was killed again.

At this moment, the Night Emperor condensed the debut black ball, swept the world, and shrouded everyone's head.

At this moment, everyone feels that his heart seems to have been greatly destroyed.

This is the suppression of momentum.

At this moment, Tao Dao figure, horrified look.

That sword energy and the explosive power of the black ball, one, one sword, are enough to engulf them all.

"Twelve Swords!"

Inside Li Xuandao's body, Dao Dao Jian Qi exploded.

Ye Di's look at this moment is even more [Biquga www.biquga.vip].

Below, Wen Xianzhi is curious: "Master, what sword art does Li Xuandao perform?"

"Thirty-three days of sword tactics."

Qin Chen slowly said: "Thirty-three days of sword tactics is a holy tactic I created back then. Thirty-three types of sword tricks can blend in the ever-changing swordsmanship changes.

"The three swords are the cohesion of the three strokes of swordsmanship. Three sword styles are released in an instant, and they change immediately."

"The twelve swords are the fusion of the twelve types, and the twelve types of swordsmanship are released in an instant, unpredictable and unpredictable."

Wen Xianzhi looked horrified when he heard this.

This random combination of sword moves requires near-perfect control.

amazing.

"Twenty-four swords!"

At this moment, Li Xuandao snorted coldly, the long sword volleyed out, and a seemingly simple sword fell, but in the eyes of Wen Xian, there were changes in twenty strokes.

It should be twenty-four strokes.

But Wen Xianzhi can only see twenty moves.

Too fast, even if he is also the realm of the Holy Emperor, but he can't keep up.

"awesome."

Wen Xian's praises are endless: "Go back, Master, pass me a set of gun tricks, right?"

Qin Chen looked at Wen Xianzhi, without opening.

At this moment, Li Xuandao's attack is getting stronger and faster.

The night emperor gradually began to resist.

This scene shocked everyone.

Li Xuandao.

Heavenly Sword Sanctuary, the well-deserved first strongman, is actually so powerful.

Ye Di, one of the four great emperors of the Demon Clan, was not Li Xuandao's opponent.

"Li Xuandao!"

At this moment, the Night Emperor's expression was slightly whitish, and looked paler under the condition of paleness.

"This seat is underestimated by you."

Night Emperor Yin coldly said: "But next time you meet, this seat will let you see, the real strength."

With a grunt, the Night Emperor's figure flashed, and he was ready to escape.

"Do you want to come, do you want to go?"

Li Xuandao said indifferently: "My Master's injury, you have to leave a price."

"This seat is going, how can you stop this seat?"

Ye Di's voice sounded faintly.

"Humph!"

At the moment, Li Xuandao held his palm.

At this moment, Shouqianjian's ray of light suddenly turned into a million ways.

"Thirty-two swords."

A word fell, and in an instant, above the missing sword, a sword qi Changhong erupted.

Boom... On the edge of the sky, where the figure of the night emperor disappeared, there was a booming sound.

Then, a screaming sounded.

"Li Xuandao, this seat remembers you!"

The cold voice passed a hundred miles.

Above the void, an arm fell at the moment.

With a wave of Li Xuandao's palm, the long sword would slash the arm.

Yedi arm! At this moment, Wan Lai is silent.

The demon army fled at the moment.

However, the people of Yijian Pavilion shot out one after another, fighting again.

Li Xuandao's eyes were cold at the moment, and he looked at several demon saints with fingers and swords.

Snorted.

Blood burst.

Several surviving Demon Lords died instantly.

Such a powerful Saint Emperor shot against several Saints, naturally it was within his reach.

At this moment, Li Xuandao said nothing, and the figure fell and came to Qin Chen's side.

"Master."

Li Xuandao kneeled on his knees and knocked his head.

"Great progress."

Qin Chen smiled and said: "It seems that in these years, your own growth has been very fast."

"Master is wrong."

At this moment, Li Xuandao came to Qin Chen and looked at the black gun shadow and sword shadow.

"Master..." "Relax, I can't die."

Qin Chen said: "I have a way to contain these two things."

"However, for the next period of time, repairing is difficult to recover and needs to be recuperated."

Hearing this, Li Xuandao hurriedly said: "Master revitalizes well, and everything is done by the disciples."

"Well, I'm relieved to give it to you."

Qin Chen, with the help of Li Xuandao and Wen Xian, slowly stood up.

With a wave of Li Xuandao's palm, a throne made of blood-colored gemstones appeared on the rock.

"Master, this is the throne created by blood-greater gemstones. Master is sitting here for a while to restore some energy consumption."

"Ok!"

Qin Chen Shi Shiran sat down.

At the time, on the throne, a warm breath passed through and flowed into Qin Chen's body.

Qin Chen looked around at the moment.

The four martial arts warriors of Yijiange, Wumen, Jiangjia and Qujia gathered together at the moment to face the Demon Race and the four warriors and launch the final attack.

This battle is here, almost a sentence.