"This is the seal of the Imperial Family of the Ninth Five-Year Plan! It contains the overwhelming situation of the earth and the world. With that person's power, I forgot to tell you that I was the second person he sent to take your life after Satsuki.

Jian Wuya looked at the small words on his palm, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

I said why that person didn't deal with me, the original killer has arrived, but I didn't expect that a proud person like you would choose to give in and let his life take control of him.

Li Kezhouxin has never been mentioned.

This golden seal has the power of the Demon Realm Lan Lord to control the overall situation. Now, with this ability, he really doesn't have much chance of survival.

Jian Wuya didn't pay attention to his own words, "A kendo journey can not only move forward, but sometimes it can also take a step back, and you can't go any further." ”

Li Kezhou said: "No wonder you are obedient. The primordial heart of your sword is no longer pierced. That's why you shoot a lot and get frustrated a lot of times. ”

"Different approaches are not mutually exclusive. Only the living are qualified to talk about Kendo. ”

The sword has no cliff and the fierce hand, the golden seal flies into the sky, brilliant and dazzling, and it becomes a huge print, which instantly covers the top of Li Kezhou.

At this moment, the Golden Seal seems to have pulled away all the forces in the world and supported it.

Almost immediately, Lee felt that he was carrying ten mountains on his shoulders and that it was difficult to move. If he wasn't strong enough, he would be torn apart on the spot.

But even so, his skeleton still made a "squeak" sound.

The drape of the great seal, the potential of the overhang, is still rising. The thunder light on Li Kezhou's armor was also suppressed to the point that it almost collapsed, and the thunder power immediately went halfway.

This is not a war at all, but a massacre without resistance.

Before the British were suppressed, Li Kezhou fell into a desperate situation. Even if he and Xie Yunliu had the same key strength, he would not be able to resist this terrible situation.

This trend has gone beyond the realm of Quan Ali, but it is a kind of Tao. Li Kezhou is fighting the sky by force one after another.

When Jian Wuya saw this, a smile appeared on his face, "It seems that I am right, your luck will definitely die under the engraving of the Ninety-Five True Emperor when you are exhausted today." ”

As he spoke softly, his face suddenly changed.

I saw a foreign beast fly out of Li Kaizhou's sleeve.

It was Eight-Toed Kilosa.

Qi Long was surrounded by purple flames and endless purple flames, which were added to Lee's armor, suppressed by the collapsing thunder, and then surrounded by thunder again.

Li Kezhou was suppressed by the Great Seal, bloodstained, and his eyes were red, "Look, today is your ninety-five true imperial seals, kill me first, or my Bandung battle axe, pierce you first." ”

At this time, Li Kezhou recreated the scene of Xue Lengren in the war. He has the strength of physical training and armor, with the help of Zilon's Purple Thunder.

But now, compared to that day, all his abilities are different. At the beginning, he could let Xue Leng break through the critical force to save his life. Today, the sword has no cliffs, not just this one.

Jian Wuya's face changed a lot, because in his opinion, the boy who was suppressed in front of him by the seal of the "Ninth Five" Emperor Ajia seemed to have lost his effect in a short period of time.

To his great surprise, he failed to take into account the fact that the real Imperial Seal continued to gain momentum and killed the Imperial Envoy Golden Seal from Tianzhen.

Almost at the same time, Li Kezhou also used all his strength, like Biaoda, to throw out the halberd in the Battle of Bandung.

The thunderbolt turned into a lightning bolt. It was running so fast that as soon as Jian Wuya saw it, he walked to the front. He felt a mortal threat. Various means of defense worked.

Ignoring all defenses, Thunder Light went back and forth, stabbing into the Cliffless Sword.

His eyes were wide open, and he looked down at the halberd stuck in his mouth. His face was incredible.

He didn't believe it until he died. The opponent's halberd shattered his colorful fairy clouds.

He looked up at Li Kaizhou with difficulty.

When the large print fell, Li Kaizhou was torn apart, and finally turned into a bloody fog.

"I didn't expect it to be today...... There are no winners!, but when you die, I still have a choice. ”

The sword without a cliff screamed miserably, and the light shone brightly, and a vague seven-colored shadow flew out of its body.

But as soon as it appears, a vortex appears in the void, sucked in and disappears.

This person is a fake fairy, even though her body is dead, she still allows her soul to break through the sword fairy and become the god of the sword fairy, perceived by the boundary forces of the world, and banished to the outside world.

It's on the outside.

We were not surprised and surprised to see the two people coming to the end as they watched the remnant sword furnace's every move.

"Very good! This young man's powerful sword can be destroyed, which allows me to use my creative magic to the extreme.

This man's practice of forging swords is a creative force that is destined to be a process of starting something out of nothing.

If the sword body of Li Kezhou's sword is not extinguished, that is, from existence to existence, it is not creative, and the success rate is only below 30.

But now, his sword body is broken down by the general trend of the real imperial family seal, and the remnant Yong is handy.

At that time, the sword furnace was in the furnace.

Li Ke Azhou felt that his body was fluttering, and he knew that he was dead, and strangely, there was a strange power that enveloped him, made his soul, and did not listen to him to be responsible.

My ancestor's sword body, after Xiang Jin Yi's blow, no longer exists, so although Zhu Yong's method of forging the sword is clever, he can't save me?

He said privately.

He didn't know how to use swordsmanship, he completely destroyed himself, and all his previous efforts were still wasted.

His soul is immortal, his heart is not lost, and he does not know what is out there.

It was three days of Jane.

Shenkong Sword Furnace.

One of the shadows on his body was not hung all the way, and the shadow of the crowded sword qi appeared.

At that time, the person was uncertain, if there was a wind, let him go, but the years, his body, the more condensed......

On the seventh day, this shadow had already become a true spirit, and the sword qi in the body was all trying its best to converge inside, and in the end, there was no sword qi emission in the whole body.

If this is them, this box of swords with the tip exposed, and now, they will have a sword in a box, with an undiminished edge, and not to be seen.

"Come out!". ”

With a loud laugh through the candle, the Divine Sky Sword Furnace probably broke up.

At the same time, the sword in the furnace, while opening his eyes, his eyes were white, and he disappeared in a flash, and one indulged himself, and the sword light flashed, and he came out of the sword furnace.

This person has just been in the sword furnace, and he has a big sword slap, and the sword is pointed to the sky, thousands of feet apart, and there is no fire path for him, which is torn apart for him.

The big sword slap gradually disappeared, and when I saw the beat, at this moment, this person rose up to win the white, if it was completed once in a bright day.

The sword light after the sword qi is stupid.

The person who looked up at the sky by Candle Yong, the goatee of the house kept vibrating, and his eyes were full of crazy madness, "Good, good, good! The broken dragon sword, the eternal ancient immortal sword body, the result is through my hands, this is not the world." ”。 ”

Li Kechuan had time to change his clothes and stayed behind.

He looked down at his body, the strength of the reaction order, and the joy on his face was controlled.

In these seven days, however, from the body, from nothing to being, from virtual hardness, all the way to the present.

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