"Canghe Sword Song?Good Sword Technique!Good Magic Weapon!" Broken Sorrow's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but praise.?Eight?One Chinese Network? ?? (8).?8 (a)1?Z?(a).?COM

He could see that the ancient sword river that pierced through the long sky was transformed by the magic weapon sword box that burst behind him.

The canopy in front of him is getting lower and lower, the sword river is roaring, and the endless coercion is swept in, with the slightest power of destruction, the sword qi in the sky is criss-crossed, and he is not panicked when he sees this, and he has the heart to try the power of this sword technique, and the essence in his body is like a dragon, and he suddenly roars with qi and blood, and there is a thunderous sound.

He stepped out one step, as if crossing yin and yang, his fingers and claws were like electricity, like cloud dragons probing claws, and he was looking towards the sword river sky.

"This kid is crazy!" Wang Wenshan couldn't help but cry out when he saw this.

"Senior brother, you said you wouldn't hurt his life!" At this time, Li Qiuling didn't care about anything else, and grabbed Wang Wenshan's arm and shouted.

The latter snorted coldly, the matter was out of his control, and his plan had failed, which already made him upset and irritable for a while, and at this time he was even more annoyed when he heard the words, and couldn't help but throw his sleeves and push it away, and said coldly:

"I said I wouldn't hurt his life, but I didn't say that Uncle Shi wouldn't, besides, this kid is also looking for death by himself, and he wants to use his flesh and blood to resist Uncle Shi's thousand-scale sword box, it's just stupid!"

"But.........." Li Qiuling's face was anxious, and she wanted to say something more, when suddenly a loud noise fell in the distance, and the surrounding space vibrated and came, and her complexion changed slightly.

The vertical and horizontal sword light permeated the sky, closing the sky and the sun, terrifying and bold, and finally at this time, the ancient sword river brushed down, turning into an attack and a great attack, and wrapped the sorrow in it.

The endless canopy of heaven rolled in, as if to suppress him forever, wear out the Dao foundation, and the sword qi in the sky was surging and killing, like a heavenly sword descending on the catastrophe, surging in the void, like a river of eternal times.

The sound of bombardment and collision came, with spatial changes as if the mountains were cracking, Li Qiuling's face was pale, she knew the power of the Thousand Scale Sword Box, she had seen this uncle of hers use this fierce sword against the enemy, at that time he was only a dragon and tiger monk, but he had already shown the posture of being invincible, in the same realm, with one enemy and five, all of them were killed.

The ancient sword gate is good at the art of the sword, and the uncle has now broken through the true realm of returning to the source and cultivated the sword song of the Canghe River.

And the Thousand Scales Sword Box is her uncle's proud magic weapon, this sword weapon is based on Chenjin Han Iron as the main material, which is engraved with one hundred and eight killing arrays, as well as seventy-two locking formations, the same level can be attacked and defended, with thousands of changes, with the Canghe Sword Song, there is a chance to be invincible, at this time, the sorrow was brushed down by this sword river, and the end can be imagined.

Contrary to Li Qiuling and Wang Wenshan's senior brothers and sisters, Lin Xiaoyuan's expressions were always calm, looking at Wang Wenshan indifferently, without the slightest hint of being in danger, and looking at the old man's gaze, it was full of disdain and mockery.

Yes, just disdain!

After going through so much, the three boys have now broadened their horizons a lot, and in the past, a Dragon and Tiger Grandmaster could make them admire them, as if they were facing a great enemy, but now, I'm sorry, they have all become accustomed to seeing the real people and are numb.

There are so many real people who want to be enemies of the master, there are a lot of Xianmen Holy Land, and there is only an old man in the Ancient Sword Gate, how old is it?

"Hmph, I don't know how to lift! The most hated thing in the old man's life is those who have no strength and like to be able to play scores, I just don't know what to say, which makes people laugh!"

The sword trick in the old man's hand changed, his eyes were full of ridicule, and the rolling sword river roared like a dragon, gradually coiling and shrinking under his imperial movement, he was going to make the last killing, and completely crushed and killed the broken sorrow.

"Die, boy!" The old man shouted, the sword trick in his hand moved, and the sword momentum was condensed and suppressed, at the same time, the sky in the sky evolved into a formation, and the secret patterns of the Dao Dao were intertwined, and a supreme sword array was connected and manifested through the long river, and the incomparable sharp killing intent rolled in, as if the thick clouds covered the sun, winding and twisting in the four fields of the sky.

"Senior sister, let's get ready to do it, Uncle Shi's Canghe Sword Song is getting more and more powerful, I thought it would take a lot of effort, who knew that this kid was so useless!" Wang Wenshan was in a good mood, smiled indifferently, and said softly.

However, at this moment, a crisp sound came, as if something was shattering, and the slightest crack appeared in the void, although it was not big, it was terrifying, and it was difficult to ignore.

"What's going on?" The old man's face changed slightly, and before he could calm down, suddenly a huge hand poked out from the long river of the sword array, and the flying fingers and claws brought gusts of wind, disintegrating the sword qi in the sky, and the strong force broke everything, the sword river was sluggish, and the formation was distorted.

Under the canopy of the sword array, a hole was torn open in the center of the sword river, and the sorrow manifested from it, and the clouds stepped out like a light breeze, looking at the wound in the palm of his left hand that was slowly healing, and shook his head slightly.

The old man's sword weapon is not bad, and the sword skill is not weak, but if it is placed at the peak of the heyday of the sword body of the Broken Sorrow Tianlin, this sword river sword array can't hurt him at all, and it can be broken with one punch.

Tried out the power of the sword technique, and suddenly knew in his heart, his body shook slightly, behind his back, the sword opened like a fan, and the four Tianlin Gang swords hung upside down and rushed to the sky, the incomparable sharp qi, the sky was like a pillar, smashing the sword river, smashing the void, and the sky curtain array was not blocked even for a moment, and it shattered, as if it had been hit hard, and the secret pattern of the Dao Dao turned into the most primitive aura in an instant, escaping between heaven and earth.

The sword in the sky was as fine as a star, and it was not aggregated, and it was re-transformed into a simple and dark silver scale sword box, manifesting behind the old man, with a dim aura and a mournful roar.

"Poof..........."

The Thousand Scales Sword Box, the natal sword weapon connected to the heart, was broken, and the old man suddenly gushed out a mouthful of reverse blood, the strange scene in the sky dissipated, and his breath was irrepressibly decayed.

"You .........." The old man was shocked and angry, and Wang Wenshan's eyes were even more shocked, as if he didn't believe what he saw in front of him, but before they could come to their senses, they had already struck again.

Between the flicking of the sleeves, fifty-six star rainbows are staggered vertically and horizontally, dense as stars, clear and blank day, the scorching sun is in the sky, and a mysterious star array reverses yin and yang, shrouding and pressing.

The old man was shocked, and just about to make a move, he saw the stars in the sky like arrows, shooting down, and the star rainbow pierced the long sky, brilliant and gorgeous, and the momentum driven by it made the mountains and rivers agitate.

"Thousand scales Shen Feng, break!"

The old man was shocked, the stars fell, and the momentum was terrifying, and before he could retreat, the meteor was already close in front of him, so he gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, and waved his hand, the sword box behind him, thousands of scales were scattered, and a heavy sword of heavy silver had appeared in his palm, breaking through the sky.

(End of chapter)