Yan Zhaoge held the Huihong Sword in his hand, and the sword was in ruins. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everyone who faced his sword blade seemed to have an infinite vision in front of their eyes.

Mountains and rivers are upside down, heaven and earth are broken, all living beings wither, and all things are annihilated.

The world seems to be coming to an end, and everything is at the end, leaving only destruction and death.

Yan Zhao Geping flatly picked up the long sword in his hand and said with a smile: "I practice a kendo, no matter how hard I usually practice, I only lay the foundation, and I have to kill and see blood, so that I can really practice, just like completing the final opening for the sword." ”

"Moreover, you need a level sharpening stone. ”

As he spoke, Yan Zhaoge stabbed out with a sword.

A little white brilliance of the sword blade flows, fierce and vicious.

Even the Hui Hong Sword, the inferior saint soldier who urged the sword path in the Yan Zhao singer, was buzzing, as if he couldn't bear his master's sword dao.

All the Bright Sect martial artists changed their faces.

Yan Zhao Ge actually wanted to slaughter them in order to completely refine his own sword of extinction.

Outside of Nong Yuxuan, the Bright Sect Elder of the Martial Saint Triple Realm was furious and greeted him first.

The magnificent and domineering power fell towards Yan Zhao Ge's head.

Yan Zhao Ge's sword pointed obliquely, and in the immeasurable light, there was suddenly a black spot, and this black spot had a tendency to expand.

Seeing this, the other party's heart was awe-inspiring, and he only felt that the immeasurable light that his true yuan had turned into was constantly annihilating.

He hurriedly strengthened his strength, but who knew that Yan Zhao Ge was a false move.

After a sword, his body turned immediately, and before other Bright Sect martial artists surrounded him, he had already changed his position.

Yan Zhao Ge appeared behind the Bright Sect martial artist of the Martial Saint Triple Realm, and directly shot out the domineering Fantian Seal.

The other party turned around and slapped Yan Zhao Ge's move, although he was not injured, his footing was unstable, and his body retreated.

A huge suction force suddenly came from behind him, but the gate of the Dragon Hall was open, like a monster with a huge mouth open.

The opponent stepped back to repel the Dragon Palace, but Yan Zhao Ge stabbed him with another sword, forcing him to block Yan Zhao Ge's attack.

At this time, Yan Zhaoge showed the Earth Devouring Furnace to accurately intercept the opponent's attack.

Immediately afterwards, there was another palm, which shocked the opponent to continue to retreat, and finally fell headlong into the Dragon Palace!

The powerhouse of the Martial Saint Triple Realm, the Dragon Hall itself is difficult to suppress, and can only barely lock him up for a few breaths.

But for Yan Zhao Ge, it was enough, and he immediately entered the flock of sheep and entered the camp of other Bright Sect martial artists.

After six breaths, Nong Yuxuan let out a low roar.

The Sun Seal, which could only do one attack, gradually ran out of offensive momentum, and flew backwards back to Yan Zhao Ge's side.

The terrifying Brilliant Sword Qi was suddenly liberated, and Nong Yuxuan immediately took it back to himself!

In Feng Yunsheng's eyes, which were like the sun, at the moment when the seventh breath time arrived, there was finally a few fluctuations, and it was unprecedentedly hot!

With a sharp edge, she actually injured herself, leaving a knife mark on her arm.

Blood flowed from the blade of the Sun God Sword, and the black qi of the Dao Dao penetrated from it, intertwined with the dark blue brilliance.

Feng Yunsheng's whole person soared into the sky, and he actually threw himself into the rolling black fire demonic atmosphere!

The dark blue sun seemed to be extinguished at this moment, but the vast and glorious demonic fire began to fluctuate constantly.

Nong Yuxuan's expression changed, and he realized that Feng Yunsheng was actually trying to seize his Brilliant Sword Qi.

He had thought of this possibility, and he didn't take it to heart at first, but at this moment, he could clearly feel that his own brilliant sword qi was shaking again.

It's not just those that are temporarily contained in the body and have not yet been refined.

Even the power of the Obsidian Rahu, which had been refined by him, was also restless, as if it would rebel at any time.

"It's not just that knife, she also has a problem!" Nong Yuxuan instantly understood in his heart.

Tripping twice on the same stone, Nong Yuxuan didn't care about being annoyed and depressed, but tried his best to stabilize his glorious sword qi.

Feng Yunsheng in front of him obviously used some secret method to temporarily obtain such a powerful power.

He didn't believe that Feng Yunsheng could hold on for a long time, and after a long time, it was bound to collapse first.

As long as there is no support from the power of the sun, Feng Yunsheng, who has just entered the realm of the great grandmaster, will not be able to continue to compete with him in the realm of martial saints for the Brilliant Sword Qi.

Eighth breath.

Seeing that Yan Zhaoge's sword was fierce and powerful, and Nong Yuxuan was blocked by a woman he had never seen before, Cheng Song's eyes couldn't help but be a little more solemn.

He wanted to cross the Northern Netherworld clone, but the speed of the North Netherworld clone was too fast.

Martial Saint Triple, the Northern Immortal clone of the late stage of the conjunction, is only faster than speed, not inferior to the Martial Saint Quadruple, and Cheng Song, who is in the early stage of the Divine Realm, is even slightly faster.

The dark green bamboo cane made Cheng Song jealous, but between tossing and turning, it couldn't fall on him, and he couldn't embarrass his holy soldiers.

It's just that in this way, Cheng Song has also been distracted by a little effort, and it is difficult to exert his full strength.

So much so that he was intercepted by the Northern Darkness clone with the Kun Dragon Spear and the Ao Han Wu Yi, and it was difficult to target Yan Zhao Ge himself.

At this moment, Yan Zhaoge, under a sword, is fierce.

The Huihong Sword, which was already a leader among the lower-grade holy soldiers, was all converging at this moment.

Only the tip of the sword flickered with a fierce and vicious white light.

The blade of the sword slashed, a low-grade saint soldier of the Martial Saint of the Bright Sect, a long knife, and the blade was pierced by Yan Zhaoge's sword!

A small hole appeared on the blade, which seemed to be no more than the size of a millimeter, but its brilliance suddenly dimmed, and the aura quickly dispersed!

It is as if a life with an independent will has been injured to the point, and life is quickly departing from it.

Ninth breath.

In the rolling black fire demonic atmosphere, Feng Yunsheng was in it, and the wounds on his arms kept flowing out of the blood.

Upon contact with the surrounding ghostly aura, these essence blood were immediately devoured and burned.

The originally fierce Brilliant Sword Qi suddenly became much calmer at this moment, and then it was continuously absorbed by the Sun Divine Knife in Feng Yunsheng's hand.

The momentum of the Rinri Divine Sword and Feng Yunsheng himself became more and more vigorous, but Feng Yunsheng's face became more and more gray.

As her essence and blood were lost, she became weaker and weaker, all supported by the divine effect of the power of the sun.

It's just that the more Youhuang Sword Qi is absorbed by the Rin Sun Divine Sword, the stronger the sword intent of the Rin Sun Divine Sword, and in turn, the faster the speed of absorbing the Youhuang Sword Qi.

In the end, the Rin Sun Divine Sword was almost actively devouring the Youhuang Sword Qi frantically.

In addition to the billowing black smoke, Yan Zhaoge "slashed" the opponent's holy soldier with a sword, and his sword intent became even more fierce and terrifying.

The martial arts spirit above his head became more and more blurred at this time, almost nothing.

Among them, the stronger the fierce and extinct sword intent, the more blurred the long sword body becomes.

It's as if everything is perishing, coming to an end, and all of them are returning to nothingness.

Nong Yuxuan gritted his teeth and insisted, stabilizing his brilliant sword qi.

He wanted to simply ignore Feng Yunsheng and Youhuang Sword Qi and attack Yan Zhaoge first, but his body froze in place and did not obey the call.

Cheng Song began to frantically attack the defense line of the Northern Netherworld clone.

The Bright Sect elder of the Martial Saint Triple Realm in the Dragon Hall was about to rush out of the Dragon Palace.

The other powerhouses of the Bright Sect rushed up, and they wanted to win according to the more and kill Yan Zhaoge.

Everyone is crazy about the most precious time!

The ninth breath time has passed, and the tenth breath time has arrived!

Yan Zhao Ge's body turned, and he didn't entangle with other Bright Sect powerhouses, and the target was still the Bright Sect elder of the Martial Saint First Realm who was destroyed by himself!

The sword light passed everywhere, and blood splashed!

But as soon as the blood flew, it was gone, as if it had never existed in the world.

Even this splash of blood, shrouded in sword intent, also turned into nothing!

Yan Zhao Ge looked up to the sky and roared, and the martial arts spirit in the shape of a long sword on his head was transparent, as if it had disappeared.

Thousands of zhang Guanghua, with Yan Zhaoge as the center, soaring to the sky. (To be continued.) )