The blood of Shura covered the heavens and the earth, filled with extremely terrifying sand and qi, as if a sea of blood was surging towards this place. With such a breath, the entire planetary ancient battlefield was shaking, and not far from the Shura King was the first time to raise his head, his eyes were sacred.

"Boom!"

An extremely ugly man flew from the air with a trident in his hand, very close to Jiang Fanxiao's eyebrows.

Shura's son is here!

"Good!"

In the distance, King Shura drank.

Shura's son hid for decades, and his achievements grew by leaps and bounds. He has been standing on the ninth day of the three clearings. After all, it is the son of a huge ancient clan, and Jiang Fanxiao and others, as young monarchs of the contemporary era, will naturally not be bad.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Two cold cheers rang out at the same time, and the two killing enemies put pressure on Jiang Fanxiao at the same time.

Wu Ming's eyes were crazy. He urged the artifact stone axe to come down and cut through the starry sky. On the other hand, the trident in the hands of Shurazi is no less terrifying. Although it is only an ancestral device, it is enough to be the king of the ancestral device.

"You can really pick the time!"

Jiang Fanxiao sneered.

At this time, he was forced to have no choice but to let go and go a hundred feet away.

Two young emperors, a work of art, are under tremendous pressure. Even if he was strong, he could only choose to retreat at this moment, which would be difficult to compete with these two for the time being.

"Sonorous!"

In the distance, Aoki Heng's eyes were deep, and he rushed out of his body with a hazy fairy sword, swept out two sharp swords, and slashed straight at Wu Ming and Shura's son.

After that, the fairy sword appeared in front of Jiang Fanxiao, slowly undulating.

"Buzz!"

Jiang Fanxiao's eyes turned silver, and once he grabbed Aoki Heng's primordial divine sword.

In an instant, his whole body trembled slightly.

It's a work of art!

"Haha!"

He couldn't help but laugh.

Aoki Heng was as terrifying as he imagined. He created the immortal sword with the origin of life, and depicted on the sword the mark of the way of the sword and the essence and blood of the origin. Now, this fairy sword actually walked into the forest of prehistoric artifacts one step ahead of its owner.

Worthy of the supreme of kendo!

His eyes were very cold, and the magic sword in his hand clanged in the sky. The gods threatened to cover the starry sky: "Wu Ming, Shura, none of you want to leave today. Leave you all here and bury the stars. ”

He rushed forward like a bolt of lightning, sword in his hand and slashed in all directions.

The Sky Splitting Sword Technique had been slashed from the first sword to the sixth sword, and the sky was filled with terrifying sword rays, full of terrifying True Qi machines that destroyed everything. He used an artifact to propel the Heaven-Splitting Sword Technique, and the artifact itself was a magic sword, which was a perfect match.

"Odd"

"Odd"

"Odd"

Stars burst open and pass through dozens of black holes.

The starry sky rushed out, but as soon as it appeared, it was shattered by the light of the fairy sword.

"Boom!"

The earth-shattering collision, the rolling divine energy swept across the Liuhe Eight Desolations.

On the other side, Luo Qin nodded to Aoki Heng, dodged away, dragged the lights all over the sky, and then swept towards Shurazi: "Shura ugly, come here, let my brother beat you!"

Although he speaks incoherently, his eyes are cold.

At first, several hidden clans and several ancient clans were fighting to destroy the sect where the Twin Spirit Sisters were located. The father of the two sisters died, and the rest of his disciples were almost completely destroyed. At this time, they almost obtained the holy medicine, but it was destroyed by these people.

The murder on him was extremely shocking.

Today, he will do his best to repair the divine skill. He has several powerful ancient scriptures, and he has mastered more magical techniques than anyone else. Although he was on the eighth day of the third year of the Qing Dynasty, he was able to shake the skill of the gods to a level comparable to that of a young monarch.

"Kill!"

He took a sip of cold drink, his divine light flashed, and he directly rolled Shurazi aside.

Such a sudden change shocked everyone on this starry battlefield and changed their face dramatically. It's only been a long time, and the first-level sovereignty of the three Qings has appeared one after another, and now there are eight sovereigns in the sky updated.

Sanqing Supreme War!

Eight people fought in the First World War, eight fought together. The troubles provoked by the stars are not calm.

"This ......"

Many people are lost in thought, their backs are cold.

Ahead, Jiang Fanxiao's eyes were cold, his black hair danced wildly, and his fairy sword cut off time and space.

When he returns from Xianxing, his old friend suffers, his elders are missing, and he cuts off several of Purple Star's terrible legacy. Currently, the First World War is over. Although his murder was not as serious as it was back then, it was still horrific and shook the entire starry sky.

"Cut you today! Destroy your spirit!"

Wu Ming shouted loudly.

His eyes are mad, his whole body is full of fighting spirit, and his young and supreme power is absolutely terrifying.

"Again, every word will be returned to you!"

Jiang Fanxiao said coldly.

He was killed like a grim reaper in hell. Once the Heavenly Sword in his hand turned over and over, in the blink of an eye, the Heavenly Sword was split into 1,800 pieces, and the stars were pierced into brushes.

"Tips for carving worms!"

Wu Ming shouted loudly.

He urged the stone axe to descend, killing all the swords in an instant.

His body is so strong that people can see at a glance the terrifying power contained in his body. He practiced the secret book of the barbarian king in the Wu family, mainly to practice the body. Among these people, he is the only one who can compete with Jiang Fanxiao's body, not much worse than Jiang Fanxiao.

He held a stone axe in his left hand, and his right hand clenched into a fist and pressed hard.

"Humph!"

Jiang Fanxiao sneered.

He uses the highest military control techniques to operate the magic sword. He swung his right fist and shook the starry sky.

"Boom!"

The two artifacts collided together, and the divine waves were monstrous.

At the same time, Jiang Fanxiao's fist collided with Wu Ming's, shaking out a circle of white light visible to the naked eye, shaking a broken star not far away.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The two men shouted at the same time, staring at each other.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The shadow of the fist in the sky thundered, and it kept touching, and wave after wave of light of destruction shook out.

Such a terrifying force caused many monks to swallow saliva one after the other. The meat is so terrible that it is almost equivalent to the barbarians of antiquity. The flesh alone is enough to destroy everything in the world.

"The barbarian king has come out, and the heavens and the earth are over!"

Suddenly, Wu Ming roared, his black hair standing on end.

There was a huge crack behind him, and a terrifying force that shook the earth spread first. Time and space trembled, and a hazy space supported behind him, and vaguely, they saw a tall figure approaching, holding a huge stone axe in his hand.

"Barbarian king, I beat him into a pretty dog!"

Jiang Fanxiao sneered.

He was like a statue that would appear in the Great War of Heaven and Earth, the fairy sword hovering above his head, and the incomparable divine light exploded above the stars first. He pushed the thunder god trick up, and the purple divine thunder and the black light of destruction intertwined, like a terrifying Armageddon brewing, shaking the entire starry sky.

After that, he stepped forward with a silver fist, and the fist of the king of the Ming Dynasty was ruthlessly pressed down, breaking time and space.

"Bang!"

It was a huge battle, and the rolling waves of the gods affected all directions.

The virtual shadow of the barbarian king provided by Wu Ming is very terrifying. It's like a statue called Luo Tian. The terrible pressure immediately covered the entire starry sky, causing many monks to tremble and swallow saliva.

"Buzz!"

"Hmm!"

The heavens vibrate time and space, and the stars vibrate.

The Buddha's six-character mantra was blown out, and the primordial power of the world surged like a waterfall.

"Ahem!"

"Ahem!"

At the height of the collision, two people mistakenly passed by, coughing up blood.

"But so!"

Jiang Fanxiao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, although his face was a little pale, his eyes were cold.

"Arrogance!"

Wu and Ming are competing with each other.

He was a stubborn man with crazy eyes and rushed forward again.

Jiang Fanxiao's eyes were bright. As soon as he grabbed the magic sword in his hand, a huge magical light surged, and the astonishing light of war flowed through the fields and the eight desolations: "He was defeated one by one. He was defeated again and again. Today he completely destroyed the Wu family!"

"Kill!"

He coldly spat out a sentence, and the starry sky source power was surging, affecting people's hearts.

"Boom!"

There was a violent collision, and the stars flew in all directions.

Wu Ming's body shook greatly, and he immediately flew backwards, coughing up blood. Cracks appear directly in the body.

Jiang Fanxiao stepped forward and spoke unfriendly. Every word is like a sharp sword. It was close to Wu Ming's heart: "When you overtook me, you didn't win. Now you're just at the top of the Three Clear Eight Heavens. Why are you fighting with me?!"

"You!"

Wu Ming's face was pale, and his eyes were crazy.

However, he was greeted by a silver iron fist that erupted into the true meaning of Ming Dynasty kingship, shaking the sky, disrupting time and space, and mercilessly shattering it.

"Poof!"

Wu Ming's stone axe artifact was blocked by the fairy sword, and one arm was directly shattered by Jiang Fanxiao.

In terms of physique, he is stronger than most people, but he is weaker than Jiang Fan Xiao after all.

"Ahh

Wu Ming looked up to the sky and roared, his eyes suddenly turned red, and his head was covered with jumping black hair.

"Kill, kill!"

The smell of his body became very terrifying, as if he had transformed into a real beast, giving people a feeling of extreme danger. At this time, an oppressive atmosphere immediately spread, like a volcanic eruption.

In the distance, Rochin urges the sacred art to contend with the Son of Shura. Looking at this behind the scenes, his pupils suddenly narrowed, and he whispered to Jiang Fanxiao: "Child, this is a forbidden secret art in the secret book of the barbarian king. It's called barbarism. It forcibly stimulates his own potential and multiplies his physical strength in order to reach eternal life. You have to be careful!"

He had a secret copy of the barbarian king, which was naturally very clear.

"Isn't it pretty?

Jiang Fanxiao sneered.

He felt the change in Wu Ming. The pressure was too much, and he felt the pressure. However, even so, he didn't care at all, there was no vibration that destroyed the battle body, and a rushing mountain of gold directly pierced the sky.

"Buzz!"

When the stone axe was pressed down, the fairy sword slashed through the sky, and the two artifacts met violently.

At this time, Jiang Fanxiao and Wu Ming rushed to the same place again. The two fists seemed to pierce the starry sky and hit straight together.

"Boom!"

A terrible wave of light spread, rolling up a terrible hurricane.

This fluctuation is staggering, making most people on this star battlefield look up and change color.