"Wait!"

Emperor Zhao let out a long roar, raised the True Dragon Heavenly Sword in his hand, pointed directly at the Jade Rakshasa, and said: "Today's battle of the Imperial City, not only to determine the ownership of the Zhao family's century-old country, but also by the Zhao family's children, it is better for the Emperor to be talented, and use the True Dragon Heavenly Sword in his hand to lead the Jade Sect Master's high moves!" ”

"Emperor ....." Zhou Yi was suddenly anxious, Emperor Yu got the help of the True Dragon Heavenly Sword and Long Yuan, but compared to the Jade Rakshasa, I am afraid that it is still more than auspicious!

"A thousand cups!" Emperor Zhao looked back at Zhou Yi, and said in the secret: "I will drag the Jade Rakshasa back, you will go all out to break the enemy, and work with me to deal with this person!" ”

"Innate Qiankun Gong and the Sword Technique of the Son of Heaven, whether it's good, or good, this seat will be cleaned up in one day today!" The Jade Rakshasa sneered, took a slight step forward, but that step seemed to have crossed more than a few feet, and suddenly rushed straight to Emperor Zhao's side, and the spatial distance between the steps was completely meaningless. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fortunately, Emperor Zhao had already taken precautions, stepping on the shape of gossip, and the True Dragon Heavenly Sword struck out, bringing up a piece of sword light, counterattacking and attacking, and directly taking the key points around the Jade Rakshasa!

Song asked! Shouldn't the feud between the two of us be broken? The night demon looked at Zhou Yi deeply, and finally his face sank, and he took a long breath of turbidity, which made the whole person step to an unprecedented peak state, and looked at Song Wen from afar and clenched the full moon scimitar in his hand.

Zheng!

Jing Zhongyue also suddenly burst out of a golden light, trembling non-stop, Song Wenyun stepped forward half a step lightly, and said lightly: "It's exactly what I want!" ”

On the day of the defeat of the village cottage, the night demon has been haunted, and with hard work, he finally integrated the Great Compassion Fu and his own sword technique, reaching a new level of magic knife. And for Song Wen, who has reached the point of getting the knife and forgetting the knife at this moment, the battle for the first swordsman in the world has finally started a war here in the Kaifeng Imperial City!

The Heavenly Sword and the Magic Sword are about to die here!

Seeing that the four of them were fighting, and the others were not idle at all, Wu Tianxia once again entangled the Great Ming Sect Venerable, Bu Lingchen, Nie Han and Tang Sad, and the three of them fought hard against the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings........

Zhou Yi saw the battle situation at the beginning, for fear that the wooden fish would be affected, so he turned around and let the little monk dodge far away, who knew that at this moment, a sword light as fast as a meteor and as fast as the wind suddenly rose and stabbed Zhou Yi in front of the door.

Zhou Yi hurriedly stepped on the direction, and staggered the sword light with an extremely subtle turn, and with a 'Zheng' sound, the butterfly love flower was immediately unsheathed, and Zhou Yi also let out a long roar: "Snatch the spirit, Lao Tzu has been waiting for you for a long time!" ”

On the same day, Zhou Yi in Suzhou City won the plan of the golden cicada to get out of the shell, and was burdened with the blood debt of Murong Chunqiu, and the battle of Dongying made him stir up the storm, and the two were enemies when they met, and they were very red!

These two are both contemporary kendo masters, and each of them has the opportunity to take the lead in this shot, and a round of fast swords makes the light flow away, fast and ruthless, dazzling and almost breathless.

The two of them snatched twenty or thirty moves, and the capture was like a lightning light, and the human sword was one, only circling and entwining around him, and the attack was very urgent. only listened to the sound of Zheng Zheng endlessly, the long sword fought repeatedly, but the powerful long sword was repeatedly picked up by Zhou Yi, and it was restrained everywhere, and its momentum was greatly reduced.

It turns out that when it comes to swordsmanship, the two of them are the best in the world, and it is really difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat, but if it is compared to the internal force, although the Jade Rakshasa has been favored by the Jade Rakshasa to cultivate the "Congenital Broken Body Invisible Sword Qi", it is still countless worse than Zhou Yi's "Nine Heavens True Scripture" that has been cultivated for a long time.

Knowing that if he continued for a long time, the gap in his internal strength would definitely become more and more magnified, so he had to grit his teeth suddenly, and the long sword waved like the wind, as fast as a grinding plate, and the tiger was full of wind.

Zhou Yi didn't want to resist his front, so he had to step on the bearing, temporarily retreat, and secretly retreat to the bottom of the corner, slowly accumulating the true qi of the Nine Heavens, waiting for the next round of fierce attacks!

Snatching the spirit of the sword, he stabbed it out with a fluttering sword, but the long sword that was as black as ink seemed to change, becoming light and life!

He has poured the power of his life into this wooden sword! This is the ultimate sword he has sought all his life, the end of the world's swordsmanship, and the ultimate destruction!

A sword stabbed out lightly, there was no change, but the change came suddenly, it came as naturally as flowing water, this sword was in his hand, just like the axe in Lu Ban's hand, the pen in Xizhi's hand, not only had life, but also had aura.

He understated it, swung his wish, and in an instant, he had already stabbed out the thirteen swordsmanship The sword technique was originally light and flowing, just like a river, but after the thirteen swords were stabbed, there seemed to be a murderous aura between heaven and earth.

The thirteenth sword stabbed out, and all the changes seemed to have been exhausted, and it seemed like the water had come to an end!

His sword momentum is also slow, very slow!

Although it is slow, it is still changing, and suddenly a sword swings out, not boundary, not out of order, but this sword is like the finishing touch of Wu Daozi, although it is empty, it is the hub of all changes.

Then he stabbed his fourteenth sword.

The sword aura and murderous aura that was dense in the entire imperial city were very heavy, as if the sky was full of dark clouds, and this sword stabbed out, and suddenly the dark clouds in the sky were removed, and the sun appeared.

It was not the kind of warm sunshine, but the scorching sun that flowed gold, and its red sunset sword pierced out, and all the changes had really reached the end, and the flowing water that had reached the end was now like it had been completely exhausted, and his strength was about to be exhausted.

But at this moment, the tip of the sword suddenly vibrated strangely, although the blade of the sword was vibrating, it was originally moving, but suddenly it was all still, absolutely still! Even the wind flowing in the air gradually stopped.

There are no words to describe this situation, only one word, a very simple word - death!

No change, no life! This sword brings only death!

Only "death" is the end of everything, the real end! The water dries up, the changes run out, life ends, and everything perishes!

This is the true essence of the "Thirteen Swords of Death"! This is the real killing sword!

This sword is already the fifteenth sword!?

At this moment, there was a strange expression on his face, and he didn't know if he was shocked? Is it hi? Or fear!

A fear of a force that humans cannot predict and control over themselves! Only he knew that he had not created the sword.

No one can create this sword at all, no one can understand the appearance of the changes in this sword, just like "death" itself, no one can understand, no one can predict. No one can control the power of this change.

Now the fifteenth sword has turned into a poisonous dragon, a fierce beast that kills the sky, and has its own supernatural changes. A transcendent power that even the Snatcher himself can't control.

But Snatcher doesn't regret all the effort he's put into pursuing this sword, because his opponent will definitely be more fearful than himself! More scared! It's even more helpless!

For example, a thousand cups are not drunk! (To be continued.) )