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When Shen Tun's blood basin was about to swallow Yan Li's head, his body instantly fell backwards and fell apart.

Yan Li slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, all of which suddenly sounded like a dream, because even he himself couldn't notice that he had drawn his sword. But at that moment, he already had a little bit of the feeling that Yan Wushuang felt.

Perhaps, the real name of the sword itself does not increase much for the Musou fast sword, but it only makes it a possible opportunity to be born.

This opportunity is the artistic conception itself, the artistic conception of the unequaled fast sword, which is so fast that even he can't notice it.

That's where it comes from.

And the Tibetan Feng, which was born from the Qinglian Second Form Fusion Tibetan Sword Technique, replaced the role of the real name.

It didn't take long to immerse himself in that realm, and he was quickly pulled back to reality by the wail.

Shen Tun's torn body writhed strangely on the ground, and his head and the position of the bloody mouth were wailing, one like a wild beast, the other like a beast.

This being is evil in itself and should be eradicated completely?

Yan Li was not a defender, he suddenly remembered the kindness that Shen Tun had shown before, and inexplicably, he felt that he was stupid and stupid in his normal state, and it seemed to be quite funny.

But at the moment, on a different side, that is the enemy.

He has always had no merciful pity for his enemies.

Reaching out and holding the handle of the arc light, compared to the initial sense of repulsion, now it is much better, although it can not be served wholeheartedly by the sword, it cannot show its own power, but it is not easy to be damaged, but it can be injected with external force without scruples, compared to the green steel sword that is scrapped after one use, it is already very good.

There is no need to hesitate.

This time he drew the sword, he had the feeling of the first time, but he felt that the drawing of the sword itself, in fact, it was still a failure, and that perfect state was not so easy to enter.

Rao is like this, Shen Tun's head was also cut into more fine, and there was only one wail left, accompanied by the sound of ** squirming, which became slower than before, and it seemed that it was becoming more and more difficult to repair.

So the question is, how many times can this thing die? And what is it that keeps them alive? How can they be killed completely?

As far as the currently known methods are concerned, there is no peerless knowledge that allows people to repair their physical bodies infinitely. Moreover, the body of the martial arts immortal is the limit of the current cultivators, and the legend says that there is a supreme human body that can live forever, but the legend is just a legend after all.

The last time I killed the vulture, it was also in the state of perfect "world power" that the vulture's body was completely destroyed, and I believe that it will take a long time to repair it, and it can be called reborn.

But that can't erase the existence, that is, the body of the Fengtian cultists has no Achilles heel, and they can't die if they are all destroyed, and what heart and head are as insignificant as fingernails.

When the destruction process of Shen Tun** continued, the sky suddenly brightened overhead.

At this time?

It's not dawn yet!

Subconsciously looked up, only to see a fire that was even bigger than before falling from the sky.

Four-star hyphenic song!

Calculate the time, the interval is a little longer than that of three stars and two stars. It doesn't matter, it's not surprising that a stronger four-star is a little longer in gestation.

How will the overlord deal with it?

His gaze turned to Ji Poyu's body.

Ji Poyu still didn't move, it was Yuan Fu who moved.

"At this age, you still have to work hard, has the tradition of respecting the old and loving the young been thrown into Java?"

Yuan Fulun sighed and stood up, and after a closer look, he found that he was indeed very old, and his pale hair was reflected in the firelight, revealing the desolation of life that he could not usually perceive.

He was accustomed to bent his back like that, slowly lined up the crowd, came to the center of the field, took out his Cangyue sword out of nowhere, raised the sword finger in his left hand, and slowly slid over against the blade of the sword, as if he was wiping away the dust, but a strange sword light was pushed out of the sword.

I don't know what is rising to the sky.

He suddenly muttered in a low voice, "Cangyue ......"

His stiff back was straightened all of a sudden, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to disappear, as if he had returned to the vigor of his youth.

"A gap through the clouds!"

The sword of the blue moon fluttered, like a fish and dragon dragging and swimming, and the light of the moon turned.

It was like a round of clear brilliance rising, colliding with the four-star wild song.

Rumble!

In an instant, from a distance, the entire Lihate Palace was enveloped in the flames that had swelled from the explosion.

Yan Li violently blocked his eyes, and the strong aftermath made him like a boat in a storm, not to mention discerning the direction, he was almost unstable on his feet, and was forced to constantly retreat.

I can't help but be awe-inspiring.

Four-star Rhapsody is already like this, but what about the future?

It wasn't until the aftermath died off that the battlefield recovered from its dead silence and the sound of killing sounded again.

Yan Li pulled his earlobe, so that his hearing recovered a little, he glanced left and right, Shen Tun was gone, and Ji Xuanyun and Lian Hai Tingtao didn't know which corner they were swept to.

He must be found first.

......

"Ahem...... It's really old......"

Yuan Fulun landed on a roof, coughed twice, glanced at the battlefield, and then turned his gaze to the Fengtian Sect members in mid-air.

"Although it is not okay to refuse to accept the old, I will not teach you young people a lesson, so that the old man and I have no face to gain a foothold in this world. After saying that, he jumped up, and pointed the sword in his hand at the leader of the Fengtian Sect, Long.

The dragon stood silently in the void, motionless.

"Your opponent is us. The black gold that shone all over the stone rushed forward.

The sword light slashed at him, only "sonorous", but it couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

The "we" in Heijin's mouth obviously includes the shy boy.

The slender and tall boy's movements were also very shy, and he remotely controlled the jade pot in the air.

The jade pot was poured, and the water made a loud noise.

The dragon's gaze was always on Ji Poyu.

But he found that Ji Poyu never looked at him.

He knew who Ji Poyu was looking at, that person destroyed the Giant Deer Realm with a sword twenty years ago, and was once the most powerful candidate for the next strongest Divine Sword Immortal.

No matter who is targeted by such a person, they will always have trouble sleeping.

He took a step slowly, and in one step, he had already come to Ji Poyu's body, pointed his finger as a sword, and stabbed it silently.

......

"The star is dead. ”

"What did you say?"

"This king never likes to repeat. ”

"Who killed it?"

"The ...... of the Asura God. ”

Ji Poyu recalled this, and couldn't help but clench his fists.

The sword finger stabbed by the leader of the Fengtian Sect, he didn't seem to see it.

said that it was too late and that was fast, and when the sword finger touched Ji Poyu, it was like hitting an iron wall, and he couldn't move in an inch.

Then out of nowhere burst out a terrifying punch.

The black robe on the dragon's body shattered in an instant, revealing its true face.

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