"I'm slot, Susa Nenghu!"

When he saw the purple armor god whose sword qi had turned into a god, Qin Wushuang almost regarded him as a blood inheritance limit ninjutsu Susa Nenghu who had both offense and defense in Naruto.

But when he looked closely, he found that the armor and form worn by the purple armor god were completely different from Susanohu, more like a heavenly general with extraordinary bearing, which was even more shocking than Susanenghu, and he couldn't help but secretly admire in his heart:

"Any sword has such a power, this is too good!"

At this time, the three black-robed old men who were standing in the air finally had a look of surprise on their faces that seemed to be indifferent.

But this surprise did not come from the earth-shattering sword of the Purple Armor Heavenly God, but from the middle-aged swordsman Sword Twelve.

"This kid is weird, the last time I saw him a hundred years ago, he was only a soul realm double, but now he has reached the realm of transformation into a reality realm!"

"This kid is weird, just now the realm was only one level of the True Realm, when this sword was cut down, his cultivation was actually raised out of thin air, and he reached the second level of the True Realm!"

"This kid is weird, block this sword first, otherwise the black death row will be ruined!"

The three old men were one person and the other, but while they were surprised by the strange ascension of the Sword Twelve Realm, they had already pinched the magic trick at the same time and cast a spell to meet the purple mang sword qi.

"Black Dragon Flame!"

"Canglang Jiao!"

"Rock Python!"

With three loud shouts, the spiritual power of the three old men with three different attributes of fire, water, and earth surged out.

The black flames continued to intertwine and converge, and in the blink of an eye, a black evil dragon formed behind the first old man, facing the purple mang's sword qi with a terrifying coercion that made people feel suffocated.

The blue water column spiraled up from behind the second old man, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a big blue Jiao, and faced the purple sword qi with a terrifying coercion that made people feel suffocating.

The brown sand and stone continued to collide and squeeze, and in the blink of an eye, a rock python formed behind the third old man, facing the purple mang sword qi with a terrifying coercion that made people feel suffocated.

The realm of the three old men is exactly the same, they are all just the strength of the sevenfold soul realm, but the three of them are in the same breath, the same egg triplets who already have the same mind, and the three different attributes of the spirit yuan power cooperate even more seamlessly, advancing and retreating together as if they were one person.

Therefore, even in the face of Sword Twelve, whose cultivation has reached the double level of the true realm, the three of them are not afraid at all.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Fire Dragon", "Water Jiao", and "Rock Python" exploded in the collision with the purple mang sword qi, and the violent and incomparable ability raged out in the air, most of the sword qi dissipated in this violent explosion, but there was still a small part of the fierce sword qi still slashed down.

"Not good!"

"Not good!"

"Not good!"

The three old men didn't expect Sword Twelve's slash to be so powerful, and the three of them couldn't completely resolve it when they joined forces, but it was too late to make another move at this time.

Bang!

The purple mang's sword qi slashed down, and suddenly the smoke and dust shook the mountain, and the entire Tianshu Peak trembled.

When the dust fell, a bottomless ravine about five feet wide traversed the mountain behind the Yunlan Sect, and the black death row that had once held Rouge was "cut in two".

"Damn, if those three old dogs didn't block it, presumably if this sword went down, half of the mountain would be cut down!" Seeing this, Qin Wushuang couldn't help but let out a sigh, his eyes full of yearning.

Sou!

With a single blow, the purple armor god transformed by Wuqu's sword qi disappeared, and the long sword flew back to Sword Twelve's side after drawing a graceful arc in the air, hanging by the middle-aged man's side like the previous broken army.

"Three Prison Elders, how's it going?"

Jian Twelve said with a smile, as if he was asking the three brothers of the prisoner how powerful his sword was just now, but it was more like asking the three of them if the sentence he said before "From today on, no one can let Rouge leave me half a step" is empty words.

In short, ironic!

For the first time, the three brothers of the prisoner family did not say a word to each other this time, but the eldest prisoner turned his head slightly, glanced at the deep ravine that crossed the mountain behind the Yunlan Sect, and the black death row that was "cut in half" from it, and said with a cold face:

"Sword Twelve, is this determined to be the enemy of my Demon Suppression Sect?"

"So what?" Jian Twelve's face was as usual, and he was not afraid of the Demon Suppression Sect, which had the title of one of the eight immortal sects of the Eastern Xuan Divine Continent.

"Presumptuous!"

Prisoner 2 and prisoner 3 let out a loud shout at the same time, pinched the magic trick with both hands, and the spiritual yuan power around them surged, and they were about to make a move.

"Wait a minute!" The prisoner took a step forward, stretched out his hand to stop the two younger brothers, and then squinted at Jian Twelve, and said with a slight sarcasm:

"Although the three of us are all in the sevenfold realm of the Soul Void Realm, you won't think that you can suppress us in the realm of the twofold realm of the True Realm!"

Sword Twelve's expression was as usual, without the slightest look of annoyance, and after laughing, he said domineeringly: "I still have five swords in this sword box, may I ask the three prison elders, do you dare to fight?!! ”

After saying that, I didn't see him make any moves, and the original cultivation of the double realm of the true realm actually grew one more weight very strangely, reaching the triple of the real realm!

"Shhh

Seeing that the other party's cultivation was able to grow twice in a short period of time, and seeing that his leisurely stroll seemed to be able to be improved further, the pupils of the three brothers of the prisoner family involuntarily shrank.

After hesitating for a moment, the prisoner looked at Jian Twelve with an extremely complicated expression, and said: "You should know that to be an enemy of our Demon Suppression Sect is to be an enemy of all the famous and righteous ways in this world, and from now on, the world is so big, there will be no place for you to stand, for this fox clan demon girl, is it worth it?" ”

"Value!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Sword Twelve gave the answer cleanly.

"Well said!" Qin Wushuang, who had been quietly watching, slowly stood up, glanced at Jian Twelve with admiration, and then at the beautiful woman in his arms who had already turned into tears, turned his head sharply and glared angrily at the three old men in the distance, and roared:

"If a man can't even protect his own woman, then what's the point of having the whole world!"

"On the contrary, even if the whole world obstructs her, as long as I really like her, then why not be enemies everywhere for her!"

Zheng!

The incomparably strong overlord color domineering spirit was automatically turned on again after the young man finished saying those words.

An invisible terrifying fluctuation instantly emanated from Qin Wushuang's body, instantly enveloping a hundred zhang in a radius.

Airplanes!

The two immortal swords on the side of Sword Twelve and Wu Qu were like facing a great enemy, and the sword body was victorious, and there were bursts of buzzing, and it was impossible to tell whether it was responding or resisting.

"What is this?"

Although the three brothers of the prisoner family were not affected by the domineering, they really felt this flickering and terrifying fluctuation, and they couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the young man at the front of the sword box with a shocked face, their eyes full of doubts and incomprehension.

The cultivation of the young man in front of him was no different from those mortal ants in the eyes of the three of them, but what was the matter with the terrifying fluctuation that made their hearts throb just now?