Eight long swords pierced the sky, Huo Ruqing rainbow pierced the sun, and stabbed to the back of the Cracking God Monarch. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

However, the Cracking Divine Monarch seemed to have no reaction at all, and since he defeated the Delusional Saint Monk, he had maintained this posture and sat on the rosewood sleeping fairy chair, standing still.

"I'm afraid it's not as simple as one person making a sword..."

Su Liu's eyes also flashed a strange color, the eight sword sword ghosts carried their swords like flying, and killed six heavy sedan chairmen of at least the Cave Xuan Realm in a row, as if eight supreme swordsmen used completely different innate sword paths to frantically sword the enemy.

The sound of the sword shook and rolled like thunder. It's not so much that the sword ghost is single-minded, but rather that the sword ghost is a one-person eight-sword formation.

This sword formation is composed of only one person, and one person uses a sword.

Qian, Kun, Zhen, Li, Kan, Dui, Gen, Xun.

The Eight Swords Sword Ghost has already advanced to the Wonderful Realm of Extreme Selflessness.

Take the hurdles and leave, and step on the dry and turn around.

Step on the mystery, the body turned into a phantom streamer, everywhere in this space, there is already a gossip shape faintly emerging on the ground, giving people a very obscure and mysterious deep oppressive feeling, but his figure is erratic, and the sword momentum is so far, there is already a terrible feeling of impeccable attack.

Can the Cracking Divine Monarch dodge the sword of this mysterious swordsman?

This is the only thought in the hearts of everyone on the periphery of the barren mountains of the Smoke Valley, but what Su Liu and Zhuo Wangsun thought in their hearts was to crack how the Divine Monarch could break through this sudden and strange sword formation.

The next moment, the cracking god monarch moved.

But as he moved, there seemed to be thousands of void sword shadows flying and stabbing in the space around him.

This gray-robed sword mound sword ghost is covered with inky black armor, and his temperament is withered and precipitated, although he can't see his face clearly, but a confident sneer is clearly transmitted:

"Yu cracked, there is no one in your Heavenly List, but I don't know that the old sword god just disdains to do anything with you. After today's battle with the old bald donkey of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, the momentum is lost, but I want to see how you can break my innate sword formation? ”

"Innate Absolute Sword Formation?"

At first hearing this noun that he had never heard before, Su Liu stood with his hands in his hands, his attitude was leisurely, he stood side by side with Zhuo Wangsun, and said flatly: "Lord Zhuo Pavilion, Huayin Pavilion Divine Sword, what do you think of this innate sword formation?" ”

Although it was an inquiry, it was not without a sense of temptation, Zhuo Wangsun also smiled lightly: "This person was born in a sword mound, and the old sword god is already the ultimate in the world's swordsmanship, who dares to point fingers at the sword formation created by his old man?" ”

This sword array was created by the old sword god of Wuzhong?

Su Liu's mind turned, and he also believed that what the Eight Sword Sword Ghost revealed was only the tip of the iceberg of this sword formation, but it had already been revealed, and it was thought that there were also old sword gods who had such cultivation attainments to create such a sword formation.

The two of them are still a hundred feet away from the battle, in order to keep a distance from Yu Crack and not be perceived by his divine thoughts.

At this moment, the cracking god monarch "moved".

The others also sat firmly on the rosewood sleeping fairy chair, and did not move, but their eyes opened first.

The two gazes were condensed as if they were substances, piercing the void in front of them, and two dark and deep eyes shot straight out.

What a terrifying majesty!

At this glance, it can almost be seen that an ordinary martial arts master is broken, and in the face of the Eight Swords Sword Ghost, which is transmitted to the Sword Shrine to the extremely powerful Innate Absolute Sword Formation, the Cracking God Monarch finally took a counterattack.

The thumb and index finger of the right hand, a pinch of the fingers, and a flick of the wrist.

Between the lightning and flint, the two fingers penetrated through the thousands of void sword shadows and pressed on the blades of the two ancient swords.

Zheng Zheng!

Two golden and iron crisp sounds shook sharply, and the Eight Swords Sword Ghost let out a roar, turned around and retreated.

It is in line with the congenital Xun Dao, such as the wind rising at the end of Qingping, dancing under the pine and cypress, and retreating more than ten zhang first, opening the distance between the two people who cracked the Divine Monarch.

Cracking the Divine Monarch really did not lose the top ten names on the heavenly list, and almost single-handedly defeated the master of the Purple Gold Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, at this time he was drawn into the sword array, still as calm as a mountain, sitting on the Taishi chair with a golden sword, his hair fluttering, his eyes glanced coldly, and he saw the head and red blood rolling off the ground, and snorted coldly.

He has gone from a genius of a family to the point of being like the top ten grandmasters on today's list, I don't know how many vicissitudes of life he has seen, how many assassinations of killers he has encountered, and now he has suffered the pain of losing his son, and he is still like a giant who cannot be defeated, sitting majestically and calmly, and the eight winds are not moving.

Zhuo Wang Sun couldn't help but look sideways and exclaimed: The Eight Swords Sword Ghost Fang Cai's left little finger bone had been shattered by the two fingers that had been cracked by the Divine Monarch bullet, and he could still turn over and come out of the sword, after all, he was born in a sword mound.

Su Liu, however, focused his attention on the Eight Swords Sword Ghost Killing Sword Formation.

The name of this sword array sounds very evil, but it is very likely that the sword mound owner Wu Zhong old sword god created, each sword is hidden in the heaven and earth, Xun sword intent, it is like the end of the wind Qingping, there is the wonder of raising flowers and willows, the sword ghost raises the wide sword in his right hand, and then walks the sword all the way, you can see a roll of sword light, when the sky rolls down like thunder, the sword elephant is thunderous when it lands, but it is an extremely mysterious moment, the wind and thunder are combined.

In just a moment, you can see the sound of wind and thunder in the air, I really don't know how many sword shadows shoot through the air, or like wild flowers dancing and flowing water, or like mountains and rivers leaving fire, there are also thunder flashes, tumbling and tumbling, all kinds of visions, all converged in this space.

Su Liu has seen the means of the three sword ghosts, only the sword, terrible tight, the more advanced the sword cultivation in the sword mound, the more negative the sword, this sword ghost carries eight swords, the kendo attainments can be imagined, at the moment even the shock injury is not aware of it, the traction of the sword is like flying, and the Qiankun earthquake is flowing between the Kan Gong Xundui, but the action is almost incredibly fast.

Zhuo Wang Sun flicked his sleeves and sighed: "If the innate sword formation does not come out, it is indestructible, after all, the old sword god is the old sword god, that is, he has not been out of the rivers and lakes for decades, just this one sword formation, it is enough to make the people who use swords in the world crazy again." ”

These words are not without reason, Zhuo Wangsun is arrogant, and there are few people or things who praise people, people who are watching from afar under the mountain, there are more far-reaching people inside, who have recognized the origin of this mysterious swordsman, among them is a swordsman, trembling with excitement.

One man carries eight swords.

One person wields eight swords.

Only these eight sword sword ghosts alone have achieved this kind of lore sword array, and the scene has attracted tens of millions of sword shadows, and the cracking god monarch has been besieged in it, if you can get the legendary twelve sword ghosts who have obtained the seven-point sword intent of the old sword god here, wouldn't it be that even the great master of the heavenly list can fight with a sword?

"The swordsmanship of the sword mound is not heavy sword moves, and the sword is ruthless, swift, and fast, which is enough to be called the first in the world. There is such a sword technique in the world......"

In just this moment, Su Liu's mind had already divided seven points into the sword array, and three points were reserved to beware of Zhuo Wangsun, and the Son of Heaven looked at the flow of qi, and every subtle change in the innate sword array was clear in his heart. (To be continued.) )