He Yanqiu's eyes widened and he held his breath. The strong shock that Xu Haihuang brought him cannot be described in words.

"Huh!"

At this moment, three cold people suddenly disappeared into the surrounding space, and three strange bronze mirrors suddenly appeared, surrounding Xu Haihuang again.

A black chain of space stretched out from the three bronze mirrors, enclosing all the space around Xu Haihuang. With the increase in the number of black people in Llorian, no one can see Xu Haihuang anymore.

There was no change in the face of this Divine Sect Elder at the moment, but his confidence and self-confidence in the Divine Sect's victory were reflected in his self-confidence.

Xu Haihuang's whole person is like a sharp sword, with a sharp blade. The space around him was torn apart by a sword. The Black Mist couldn't get close to him at all.

The black chain not only blocked the surrounding space, but also released a powerful explosive force, which greatly restricted Xu Haihuang's body.

Xu Haihuang himself has fully integrated into the kendo field. Although the oppression released by the black chain was very powerful, Xu Haihuang, who had already integrated into this realm, didn't care at all.

He complained that Qiu Ziming's anxiety was becoming more and more obvious, and it was even about to explode in the next moment.

Looking at the three strange bronze mirrors, he complained that Qiu's face had suddenly become ugly.

"Not good!"

At that moment, the three mysterious bronze mirrors suddenly emitted a bright blue light, and then a bright light emitted from the mirror, directly covering the space created by the black chain, and the strong attraction came from the copper mirror.

This is the magic weapon of space! He complained, Qiu Ziming clenched his fists, and finally knew where the cold man had gone.

This guy originally planned to drag Xu Haihuang into an independent space to fight. Before that, everything seemed to confuse Xu Haihuang. This cold man did it, because he didn't even have any expectations for the appearance of war.

A huge black hole appears in a mysterious space created by the black chain, and then the black hole slowly swallows the space created by the black chain.

Zhao Haifeng's face suddenly became gloomy, and his long beard fluttered in the wind. Only he knows about the current crisis.

The black hole has completely engulfed this mysterious space, and there are only three strange bronze mirrors left in the sky.

As the last wave of space disappeared, these three strange bronze mirrors inadvertently approached rapidly, and then merged into a strange three-sided mirror.

These three colors have different light releases. There seems to have been a big riot in the bronze mirror, but no one knows what happened inside.

The time for a cup of tea passed, and he complained that Qiu Xiaoming's face had become more gloomy, and his anxiety had turned into numbness. He looked at Zhao Haifeng face to face.

Of the three battles, only the last one, the Heavenly Sword Gate and the Templar Hall each won, and the final result will be related to which side will win.

He complained that Qiu was soaring into the sky, looking coldly at the Templar Elders.

"Yu Shidi, then I'll give it to you. The Divine Sect Elder spoke lightly, when a man dressed in white appeared in front of him and complained about the fall.

The colder the man, the more normal the opponent looks, does not seem to be a threat, but why complain that Cho will never underestimate this person, because the more ordinary and vigilant he looks, the less he will win the accident, such a thing is not uncommon.

Yu Zhenhai didn't expect that one day he would fight with a young generation of duplexes. It seemed strange, but he couldn't refuse this big, dirty, old arrangement.

"Child, don't you admit defeat?" Yu Zhenhai opened his mouth slightly, complaining about Qiu without any contempt or concern. It's like talking to an ordinary person.

For his complaints, the neglect of the enemy is a contempt for him, but this seems to be more conducive to the final result, so his complaint that the enemy is not very angry.

"Do you think you can really beat me?" Qiu smiled.

Yu Zhenhai didn't know why he complained that Qiu Xiaoming would answer him like this, but this was a bit unexpected.

"So you're a little confident?"

"It doesn't matter if you're confident or not, as long as you can win," he complained. ”

Yu Zhenhai raised his mouth and said with a smile: "Elder Ben heard your name, he heard about you in the Fifth District Competition, but if you think you are qualified to defeat me like this, you look down on Ben Elder too much. After all, it's much more powerful than you think.

"Don't talk too much nonsense, just do it" Today, the victor must be my holy assembly, as before, only the result of defeat"

A black yawn flashed across He Yanqiu's eyebrows, and in the blink of an eye, the Yitian Divine Sword appeared in He Yanqiu's hand.

In the face of a strong person in the air eight strides, why complain that autumn must go all out, and this matter is very important. We should not complain about the laziness of autumn.

Dozens of dazzling lights suddenly lit up, which caught Yu Zhenhai off guard unexpectedly, and seemed to be merciless.

Dozens of silver needles suddenly appeared around He Yanqiu's body, and his body was wrapped in a thin thread, directly connected to Zhenhai's hand.

Yu Zhenhai's fingers patted lightly, and the thin needle immediately complained to him about Qiu's big hole. It's so fast that it's almost a sensation.

The golden sword appeared directly, perhaps because he was worried that he was not strong enough, so why complain about the three protections in the autumn?

The thin silver needle pierced directly into the golden sword, and although it was not completely pierced, it also pierced nearly half of it.

However, he complained that Mr. Qiu was not happy, because this time under Zhenhae's actions, he complained that Mr. Qiu was a little unpredictable.

Another finger was shaking. Yu Zhenhai didn't take back all the fine needles, but embedded them into the golden sword.

The indestructibility of the sword case has long been proven, but the seemingly fragile needle piercing it shows how terrible this thin needle prick is.

Just as he complained that Qiu Ziming was about to smash these thin needles, a chaos broke out in the golden sword.

He complained, Qiu Shaowei's face immediately changed, and he quickly took out all the swordsmen and put them back together.

The needle shot at him again, but it was still blocked by the golden sword.

He complained that Qiu Ziming was no longer depressed, and the sword in his hand crackled on the thin needle tip in front of him. In a few moments, the thin needle broke and was absorbed by the sharp sword.

Yu Zhenhai's face changed, he didn't expect that his Xuantian Ice Shadow Needle would be broken by the Spirit Sword. You know, the hardness of the Xuantian Ice Shadow Needle has reached the height of the holy artifact, because its size is very small and it is more difficult to break, but it is still lying on the divine sword, complaining in his hands Qiu.

How could Yu Zhenhai think that this goddess sword was a real goddess sword? Although the ice needle in the sky was strong enough, how could it be compared to the goddess's sword?

Xuantian didn't want the ice needles to be damaged again, so Yu Zhenhai directly took back all the remaining silver needles.

"Your sword is so special that it can break my heavenly crystal needle. Yu Zhenhai opened his mouth calmly, as if there was no loss and anger after the child was destroyed.

In the face of Zhenhai's complaints, Dr. He snorted coldly, and at the same time sulked.

He complained that Qiu Ziming didn't know the names of the Elders of the Holy Great and Zhenhai, so he didn't know anything about Zhenhai, but the elders of the Holy Great disciples knew Zhenhai very well.

Yu Zhenhai enjoys the honor of a priest in the sacred Zongda, which shows that Zhenhai has a great deal of spiritual wealth. These spiritual treasures are not only extremely precious, but also even more terrifying.

"Let's go!"

(End of chapter)