"I really don't know how amazing the old sword god who created this sword formation is?"

The sword shadows were intertwined like a tide, and everyone was outside of this blazing battle, their hearts were swaying and galloping, and their eyes didn't blink, they just hated to engrave all the sword intent in their minds before they could rest. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Cracking Divine Monarch is still sitting on the chair of the Purple Sandalwood Taishi, seemingly immovable, but in fact, it is like a light boat in the stormy waves, constantly changing his body, and the position of the chair is also changing all the time, countless times rubbing the innate sword qi, but there is never a little sword qi touching the corner of the Cracking Divine Monarch's clothes.

His body didn't move, the person seemed to be floating in the air, just by virtue of the light skill that was driven by the strength of the unmoved energy, it made Su Liu's heart feel a pang, cracking the high level of the Divine Monarch's light skill, far beyond the realm of the Eight Swords Sword Ghost, so that he could not touch half of the corners of his clothes, if he did it with all his strength, what kind of grand phenomenon would it be?

The Eight Swords Sword Ghost was drenched in cold sweat, soaking the back of the gray shirt.

The Innate Absolute Sword Formation has intensified, and at such a critical juncture, all he can rely on is the sword in his hand.

After half a sound, two white smoke erupted from the tip of the Cracking Divine Monarch's nose, and finally sneered: "Look at the posture of your little ghost with a sword, it is somewhat interesting, it is not much better than the old turtle with a twelve-petal exquisite sword heart, and it is a pity that he died in my hands today." ”

The Eight Swords Sword Ghost hissed and shouted: "The Eight Swords Sword Formation is invincible in the world, the old horseman is just the end of the strong crossbow, what is still rampant!?" ”

Zhuo Wangsun sighed lightly: "There are sword mounds in this world, and for those who use swords in the world, I don't know if it is fortunate or unfortunate." ”

Su Liushen thought so, usually a swordsman holding a sword, it is not easy to be able to merge with the spirit of internal qi, but this eight-sword sword ghost from the sword mound has paid an unknown amount of blood and sweat behind him in order to practice this innate sword formation.

Isn't the sword mound an insurmountable kendo moat?

With such a pious mentality of giving up the sword, there is nothing else, if it is really trained by the old sword god himself, it is really a pity that this eight-sword sword ghost is really a pity.

The sound of swords in the air was stirring.

The flawless sword momentum of the Eight Swords Sword Ghost has been urged to the extreme, there is suddenly a wind and thunder rushing in the air, and suddenly there is a wave of rage, and the sword shadow is scattered, and the face of the Cracking God Monarch is calm, looking at him fixedly, and saying word by word: "This set is just the leftover of Wu Laogou fifty years ago, you have to use it against me, it will not be possible in another hundred years, and look at it, this seat can break your sword formation with only one hand." ”

Cracking the Divine Monarch's wanton madness, it is staggering, the old sword god of Wuzhong is in his mouth, it is actually such a worthless character, the eight sword sword ghost has green tendons in front of his forehead beating wildly, but a thick shadow suddenly appeared in his heart.

At this moment, the Cracking Divine Monarch finally set off.

His broad and fat body slowly stood up on the rosewood lion awakening master chair, and the wide sleeping fairy chair under the seat squeaked and groaned in unison with the barren mountain of the Smoke Valley.

"People in the rivers and lakes will inevitably die. Jun has no jokes, this seat said that he wanted to kill you, then he would kill you, and after killing you, Wu Laogou would definitely not live for long. ”

He was in the air.

Cracking the Divine Monarch came out of the cage of the Innate Absolute Sword Array, condensed in the void and stood in the air, and stretched out a broad right hand under the blue robe.

His moves are definitely not fine, and he can't even see the change, but he just reached out and pressed it with a straight hand, like a divine dragon flying from outside the sky with a claw, crushing all the wind and thunder frenzy sword intent in front of him.

Zheng Zheng!

The Eight Swords Sword Ghost roared, raised the sword to the sky, the sword was like a flying rainbow, and countless sword shadows erupted, but all of them were useless, and the simple and famous sword in his hand was directly broken by the Cracking God Monarch's hand, and the remaining few were directly twisted into a twisted shape.

In the next moment, everyone's breath was still holding their breath, but life and death had already been seen, cracking the Divine Monarch from top to bottom, seeing life and death at the end of the world, one claw pierced the head of the Eight Swords Sword Ghost and pressed it to explode, and the Eight Swords Sword Ghost, who had just returned the sword qi to the world, exploded like a watermelon at this time, and the blood splattered, and even his knees were broken by the supreme force, and he knelt on the ground, and half of his body fell into the soil.

"Sure enough, Jun has no jokes, and he immediately killed the terrifying Eight Swords Sword Ghost with just one hand, you can't do anything today, you should go!"

Su Liu's heart was shocked, since he saw the delusion master, he had a feeling in his heart that his trip would encounter danger sooner or later, but for him, ordinary crises were just idle things, and being able to watch the battle of the great grandmaster can be said to be very beneficial to the way of cultivation.

The body suddenly unfolded, and when the Eight Swords Sword Ghost had not yet cut off his breath, Su Liu had already swept out with great lightness, but there was an infinitely majestic voice in the air: "Go, where are you going?" Under the soul of thousands of miles, you can't escape from the end of the world! ”

In the next moment, the Cracking Divine Monarch flew down directly from the barren mountain, fell sharply into the valley of smoke with a snap of his fingers, and after hitting the ground, he immediately turned his body and ran in the direction of Su Liu and Zhuo Wangsun without hindrance.

"Oh no, the Divine Monarch is going to kill someone!"

The crowd of onlookers rushed to the ground and flew away in several directions.

The gentle and heavy light skill of cracking the Divine Monarch is really beyond the imagination of ordinary people, between this mention and the vertical, there is at least a distance of nearly thirty zhang, and a few moves are over the top of everyone's heads, at the moment Su stays first, and the cracking Divine Monarch is behind, and the two of them instantly leave the rest of the people far away.

"Interesting."

Zhuo Wangsun glanced sideways, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he also flew away, and his speed was not much slower.

There was a strong wind behind him, and the scene around him began to regress wildly, and Su Liu knew at this time that cracking the Divine Monarch's Thousand Thousand Miles Soul Locking Technique was fundamentally locking him, no matter how much he tried to hide it, no matter how far he escaped from the ends of the earth, he couldn't escape

The Great Grandmaster's methods were terrifying, and he was really scary when he thought about it, Su Liuke did not forget that there was still a Zhao Tianshi in the Dao Gate of Longhu Mountain who hated to swallow himself alive.

A breath of true qi is inexhaustible, and Su Liu's figure is suddenly certain.

"There is a way in heaven that you don't take, but you come to send it to hell without a door, boy, you could have lived ten more days, how do you want to die now?"

The Cracking Divine Monarch stood at a distance of more than 20 zhang behind Su Liu, staring at Su Liu coldly, his eyes were like a sword, as if he wanted to pierce Su Liu.

He was wrapped in the power of Lian Breaking Delusion, Eight Swords, Sword Ghosts, and his qi was already in full swing.

Zhuo Wangsun also stopped his figure from a distance and muttered to himself: "Brother Su, it turns out that you still have this grudge with the Cracking God Monarch. ”

With his eyesight, it is naturally not difficult to see that there is no turning killing opportunity between Su Liu and the Cracking Divine Monarch, which is a force that cannot completely tear the opponent apart.

At this moment, Su Liu's shoulders shook slightly, and he was about to leave, and when he cracked the Divine Monarch's gaze, he was about to pounce on his body, but halfway through the action, Su Liu's front foot and back foot leaned back and forth, changing from agitation to backwards, and his body instantly rolled wildly.

Strike first.

The moment Su Liu sensed that he had broken the Divine Monarch's Divine Mind to lock him, he had already made up his mind in his heart.

Under this level of qi locking, even the wings of the rib sheng will definitely not be able to escape the control of the Cracking Divine Monarch, since there is nowhere to avoid it, then take advantage of the situation to try what the means of the great grandmaster are.

Cracking the Divine Monarch with both hands on his back, but it was difficult to hide a trace of discoloration in his eyes, Su Liu's body was even higher than the Eight Swords Sword Ghost, his body was like an eternal cloud, erratic, almost instantaneous between movements, with his eyesight, he also said a good word in a cold voice. (To be continued.) )