Boom!

Boom!

Two pieces of corpses fell to the ground in a dull manner.

Previously, Xu Xiao was punched and hit a ten-mile vacuum, and after the vacuum, tens of thousands of people exclaimed.

Now, the sloppy uncle's sword is cut out, and it is silent!

Everyone was dumbfounded.

What a sword of immortals!

This sword is like Kunwu, it can cut nine days, and it is like going out of the sea of clouds in the east, dividing the river and breaking the stream.

It's not just Chongdong who is under this sword, and his identity is in half.

That long black line of the void is even more heavenly, as if it is endless.

"A sword is eternal, nothing more than this!"

Finally, after people exclaimed, the scene was directly a fryer.

All the sword cultivators present watched their swords rise into the air, as if ten thousand swords had returned to their ancestors, and worshiped the sloppy man at the center of the battle.

In their hearts, each of them has a legend.

Everyone's faces were flushed, and their fists were clenched tightly.

That legend, in the Eastern Regions, in this place where sword cultivation gathers, is a god!

Not one of them!

Even if you look at the entire Holy Spirit Continent, even if the legend is short-lived, it has left a strong mark in this piece of history!

"A sword comes from the east and a sword immortal, drunk and leans on the Yellow Spring to walk the blue sky?"

Finally, someone couldn't hold back and told this legend.

At this moment, all other sword cultivators ...... But they glared angrily.

"What a joke!"

"Even if the Eighth Sword Immortal is a casual sword, how can this sword be compared?"

"Look at who he beheaded, it's a throne!"

"Who is this? Chongdong, Chongda Commander? It's amazing? Not necessarily!"

"You dare to pull a throne to the body of the Eighth Sword Immortal?"

"Let's not say that the Eighth Sword Immortal has already fallen, just such a weak sword, how dare you be so bold and think about it, and directly pull the Eight Immortals...... The head of the Eighth Sword Immortal is coming!"

"Ridiculous!"

"Funny!"

"It's ridiculous!"

“......”

The first one to open his mouth was directly sprayed with dog blood by everyone.

Indeed, the legend of the Eighth Sword Immortal, placed in the Eastern Regions, is a household name.

His existence, as far as Jian Xiu is concerned, is faith, that is, God!

How could God suddenly come to the world and slash out such a weak sword?

Chongdong ......

Just a throne......

In normal times, he may indeed be a great person, but he really has to be comparable to the gods in everyone's minds......

Ridiculous!

The person who spoke was very aggrieved, and he also knew that the first one to say that he would definitely be sprayed to death by the big guy.

But he couldn't hold it back!

He is also a fan of the Eighth Sword Immortal, how can he not know how many famous skills that man has?

"You spray back to spray, take a closer look at Fang Cai's sword, isn't it the 'Big Buddha Slash' of the Eighth Sword Immortal?"

At this point, everyone was silent.

Long.

"Indeed, it seems to be ......."

"Like a fart!"

Someone was furious on the spot.

"The 'Great Buddha Slash' of the Eighth Sword Immortal is said as if you have this qualification to see, and your superficial understanding is just hearsay. ”

"Is it real that something from the Psionic Replica is real?"

"Is the 'Big Buddha Chop' so weak?"

"Not to mention anything else, how many have you seen this style of imitation of spiritual skills?"

"There is no 100,000, 10,000 must be had, everything will be pulled to the body of the eighth sword immortal, come on, you!"

"Take 10,000 steps back, this is the 'Big Buddha Chop', but what about the 'Buddha', where is the Phantom of the Big Buddha?"

"This is just a pirated spiritual skill, the fact that it is iron-clad!"

The crowd was in an uproar, and they were about to start a fight on the spot.

Fortunately, there were still a few people in the Praetorian Guard who didn't hold swords, and their minds were quite calm, and they were about to pull the more impulsive partner on their side.

This will prevent the Janissaries from injuring people.

Yuan Sandao was also silent.

Indeed, there are many copies of the "Big Buddha Chop", and even the authentic handiwork, not only the eight masters know one person.

At least what he knew, in the lineage of the Participating Moon Immortal City, there was this type of spiritual skill.

Being able to use a half-style "Big Buddha Chop" has nothing to do with the Eight Statues.

He could only prove from the side that the man in front of him could really be a person from the Moon Immortal City.

At the very least, the relationship is not weak!

As for why he asked his question, he replied that it was "wrong"......

To be honest, from the beginning, Yuan Sandao didn't intend to get the most authentic answer from the other party.

Syllable!

At this moment, Chongdong's broken body fell out of a purple box.

As soon as the box hit the ground, it snapped open, and then a light and shadow transformed, revealing the form of Chongdong.

Yuan Sandao immediately took a step forward and blocked the sloppy uncle's forward path.

The uncle raised his eyebrows, did not move forward, but calmly watched the operation of the purple box.

After the light and shadow of the box appeared, an inscription flickered.

The next moment, a purple wormhole appeared, and Chongdong's corpse that fell on both sides was absorbed into it.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth trembled, as if the rules of the Heavenly Dao had been forcibly changed, the clouds gathered, and the sky suddenly became dark.

On a sunny day, there was a thunderbolt, but there was no target.

After the black clouds on the horizon receded, the wormhole reappeared, and a new Chongdong fell out.

His body was perfectly restored, and even his broken fingers were connected.

As if the rules of time and space were reversed and replaced, the box took out a new Chongdong from the previous time and space and replaced him.

But memories can't be replaced.

The newborn Chongdong's face was pale, his hands and feet were weak, and as soon as he appeared, he fell directly to the ground.

Yuan Sandao closed the knife and protected him.

"Tianxuan Jewel?"

For the first time, surprise flashed in the uncle's eyes, and he exclaimed, "You kid, how can there be a Heavenly Machine Box of the Dao Firmament?"

The firmament?

Yuan Sandao's pupils shrank when he heard this name, and his heart was full of horror again.

Who is the Dao Firmament?

Qui Lei Han, the Eight Masters, the unpredictable Dao Firmament!

This is the pinnacle of the three giants of the Ten Thrones of the Central Domain, the contemporary hall master of the Holy Spirit Temple, and the first day machine warlock of the Holy Spirit Continent.

This guy ......

In such an indifferent tone, the name was pronounced?

You know, the name of the Lord of the Holy Spirit is not allowed to be mentioned by mortals.

Even if it is a spirit refiner, if you want to call it, you usually use the word hall master instead.

This guy ...... Who the hell is it?

Was it someone of the same generation as the Dao firmament, did you fight with him, or did you have some other special relationship that no one else knew?

Yuan Sandao's heart was secretly pressed and he inhaled deeply.

He knew that today's matter was probably going to be a tiger's end.

But even so, where the duty lies, he still has to say and ask the third question!

"Your Excellency should know that the mainland clearly stipulates that the master of the throne cannot make a move, either entering the realm or entering the half-void sky. ”

"However, it is really a big deal for you to do it so directly, hurting tens of thousands of innocent people in Tiansang City!"

"The Holy Spirit Temple is held accountable, even if you transcend the throne and transcend the Dao, what will you do?

Yuan Sandao turned the blade, put it on his chest, and said slowly: "My third question is, why did you make a move?"

Such a strong person, there is really no need to practice himself like this!

Shoot in Tiansang City?

That's stupid!

Yuan Sandao felt that there must be some ulterior secret during this time.

The uncle smiled again.

Chongdong can be resurrected with his own ability, that is because he is powerful, and for himself, this matter is over.

He does things, he has his own rules in his heart, and he only kills once.

Leaving the matter of Chongdong, he replied to Yuan Sandao's question.

"First of all, I'm not the throne, you can see it, I'm just a little bit of the day after tomorrow, and the rules of the mainland can't bind me!"

The corners of Yuan Sandao's mouth twitched.

The uncle was not finished, and continued: "Secondly, although it has already been explained, I want to explain it again, it is really not me who hurt the innocent people of Tiansang City. ”

"If it's not you, who else could it be?"

Yuan Sandao sneered, could it be the corpse next to you that died several times?

"It's him. ”

The uncle kicked the sack on the ground and said, "The good things he did have nothing to do with me." ”

Yuan Sandao was directly angry.

This sack is uncovered, he has already explored it, and there is a congenital junior in it, and he is still dying.

What's the matter, he knocked the earth of Tiansang City flying?

Are you kidding me?!

Well?

This pot is shaken...... Do you really think that if you just pull someone who can't speak, you can splash dirty water?

Amusing!

"So, why are you here?"

Yuan Sandao spoke indifferently.

He didn't bother to care about anything else, but the purpose of this man's shot had to be figured out after all.

It's not enough to be able to talk nonsense and say, "I'm here to save that kid in the sack, if I don't save him, he'll be killed by the corpse on one side"!

"Huh!"

Yuan Sandao was amused by his own thoughts.

In this case, it is not that the other party has a problem, but that the other party thinks that he, like him, has a sick brain!

However, the uncle kicked the sack.

"I'm not telling you the truth, I'm here to save this kid. ”