Fighting the Martial Universe

Ge Qianqiu directly urged the Overlord Skill, rushed to the front of the Destiny Sword Saint, and said: "Death Sword Saint, you have no chance. I just practiced a vertical and horizontal skill, so I will use you to use it."

But Hua Zixu and others also surrounded the Deathly Sword Saint for the sake of the past, not allowing him to escape.

This life-threatening sword saint was considered to be among the sacred soils of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, the real powerhouse of the older generation, the powerhouse of the True Profound Peak. There was really no one in the field who was sure to defeat him one by one.

They are big sect masters, and they will not belittle themselves. This life-threatening sword master is several rounds older than their age. To kill him, he can only join hands.

"Even if you join hands, you can't stop me."

The Destiny Sword Saint coughed a few times, holding the long sword in one hand, and said: "This Huashan is the place where I became famous. Today, it will be when I become famous again. The patriarch and other masters are proud to take action together."

"I'm afraid you can't escape!"

Ge Qianqiu gave a cold voice and waved his hands. Immediately behind him, there was a huge picture of mountains and rivers, and an aquamarine sword light flew directly out of it. It was three feet long and a powerful mysterious flowed above. gas.

Ge Qianqiu held the sword light in both hands, and slashed at the Death Sword Saint.

Vertical and horizontal sword!

This sword slashed in front of the Death Sword Saint, almost ignoring all barriers.

"Death Sword!"

The Destiny Sword Saint's face changed slightly, and he did not expect that Ge Qianqiu could use such a powerful method. The long sword in his hand shone with the brilliance of profound marks, with fifty profound marks, and the sword light. Hit each other hard.

when!

When the two collided, the profound energy exploded, and the vitality around them all shattered.

Zhang Mofan's life-threatening sword master was restrained, and without hesitation, he rushed directly to Zou Yan and assassinated him with a halberd.

"assistant!"

As the life-threatening sword master retreated, seeing Zou Yan in danger, he roared out.

His eyes were splitting, and Zhang Mofan was not killing someone else, as if he was killing his son.

A majestic sword aura swept out of his body, blasting the surrounding mountains into waste.

Then, a sword light pierced thousands of miles of nothingness and rushed towards Zhang Mofan.

However, Zhang Mofan grabbed Zou Yan in his hand and lifted it, and the sword light directly penetrated Zou Yan's body.

Puff!

Zou Yan's eyes were red, and he looked at Zhang Mofan fiercely, and said, "Zhang Mofan, you know, do you know who I am?"

"of course I know!"

Zhang Mofan brought Zou Yan to his side, and whispered, "Are you going to say that you are the most sacred city?"

Boom!

Zou Yan was struck by lightning, looking at Zhang Mofan in horror, and said, "Who are you? How can you know who I am? Impossible, absolutely impossible, absolutely not such a coincidence."

Zou Yan was even speculating that Zhang Mofan was the other four titled sages, but among the four, none of them was good at the halberd.

"Zhang Mofan, don't kill my son, please!"

Zou Huayu saw Zou Yan being stabbed by the sword light. He was dying and roared. He knelt on the ground and begged: "Please don't kill my son. The son is not the godfather. I am the master of the Yin and Yang gate. I beg you to kill my son."

Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene. No one thought that the master of the dignified Yin-Yang Gate, the high-ranking existence, would kneel and plead for his son.

Zou Yan was slightly moved when he saw Zou Huayu kneel down to beg for him. Although he was not Zou Yan, Zou Huayu regarded him as his son.

He had no father and no mother in his entire life, and he didn't really understand what a father's care is.

Now, he really felt it.

And Zou Mian's eyes flickered when he saw his father kneeling and begging for his brother.

"Your son is dead."

Zhang Mofan said lightly: "I'm sorry!"

With that said, he shook his fist directly at Zou Yan.

Zou Yan immediately yelled and said, "Father, save me, I don't want to die, you save me quickly, have you forgotten your promise to your mother? Do you want to see white-haired people send black-haired people?"

Zou Huayu gritted his teeth and finally couldn't help it. He rushed out and slapped Zou Yan with a palm.

Suddenly, a powerful attraction enveloped Zou Yan, who wanted to rescue Zou Yan.

Upon seeing this, several elders shot at the same time, smashing the mysterious light, cutting off the attraction.

Zhang Mofan fisted out.

Zou Yan looked cold and said, "Zhang Mofan, I don't care who you are, we will not live here today, and I will kill you in the future."

As he spoke, a ray of light flashed directly between his eyebrows, spreading all around, and the entire Huashan mountain was covered by this white light.

Suddenly, all the strong, whether it is the soul or the true mystery, the Holy Spirit body encountered a heavy blow, one by one fell into a short dizziness.

You know, the Holy Spirit scale of the most sacred city in the isolated city has been restored to more than 30 levels, and the use of soul martial arts is enough to stun everyone.

This method is what he really used to suppress the bottom of the box. Under normal circumstances, he would not use it at all ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Once it was used, his Holy Spirit body would also be affected.

Now, the Destiny Swordmaster was pinned down, and Zou Huayu was also intercepted. All he could do was save himself.

However, when the illusory white light bombarded Zhang Mofan, Zhang Mofan sneered: "The most sacred city, it seems that your Holy Spirit scale has returned to more than 30 levels, but, have you forgotten it? Last time you could not influence it. To me."

"what?"

Zou Yan stared at Zhang Mofan, because Zhang Mofan would also be stunned by him.

"The grievances between you and me, from now on, let's end it."

Zhang Mofan shot out with a punch, and flew out Zou Yan, his chest was already sunken.

"I am the most holy of the isolated city, the real titled holy, how dare you kill me? Are you not afraid of my friend's revenge?"

Zou Yan suddenly roared, and the ghost king's halberd beside him flew out, and all ten profound marks exploded, trying to make a final counterattack.

At this time, all the masters were in a state of fainting, and each one was dizzy, and it was very difficult to recover in a short time.

Therefore, this is the best time to kill Zou Yan, and it is also the best time, no one can stop it.

"Zou Yan, you are really embarrassed!"

At this moment, the sound of abusive play came from far away and gathered into a large amount of magic energy.

Zou Yan was startled and roared loudly: "Youlong has no sacrifice, if you can save me, I will help you destroy the Holy Land of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty."

Originally, he was planning to expel the Blood Demon Race and then join the Qin Dynasty.

Now, for him, life-saving is the most important thing. Being able to protect his life, even if he cooperates with the blood demon clan, is nothing. Previous pageReturn to listAdd to bookmarkNext page

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