The girl froze, and said quietly: "The prince guessed well, this Lan Ling is another Tianjiao of the Ancient Sword Sect, one of the two heroes of the Ancient Sword, and the same junior disciple of Lan Jian!"

"I see, no wonder you dare to disdain me, it turned out to be his junior brother, but when I kill Lan Jian, I will kill him again!"

Zhao Huang smiled faintly and said, the girl still wanted to introduce Zhao Qingtian's proud group, but Zhao Huang had already shook his head.

"Let's go, the only thing that can shake me is the Blue Sword, and the golden eagle, next, we have to kill more Tianjiao Regiment, and wait for the final battle of fate!"

Zhao Huang said, he couldn't help but touch the sword marks on his hand, which were left by Lan Jian, but Lan Jian's injuries were more serious than his.

Zhao Qing stared at the sky, slightly angry in his heart.

Only then did his face change slightly.

"Xiong Ba was chased and killed by the War Sword Sect, I want to go over, are you with me!" Zhao Qing said, receiving Xiong Ba's message, Zhao Qing's brows furrowed.

"Battle Sword Sect, is it the Battle Song Tianjiao Regiment!" Mi Xi asked busily. Zhao Qing nodded.

"Then let's go, I'm afraid it's too late to be late, this Zhan Song is known as the third of the three peerless Tianjiao who are the strongest in the Ancient Source Realm, if it's late, he may only be able to collect the corpse!" Mi Xi said, willing to go with Zhao Qing.

"Brother Lan, what about you!" Zhao Qing said, Lan Ling frowned.

"Go ahead, my senior brother is injured, I have to rush over and protect the Fa for him!" Lan Ling said.

"Lan Jian is injured, who is injured, Prince Zhao Huang!" Mi Xi was shocked and suspicious, Lan Jian is strong, but he has heard that there are not many people who can hurt Lan Jian, especially in this ancient source realm.

"Yes, it is the crown prince Zhao Huang, Zhao Qing, you should be careful when you meet Zhao Huang, once you meet it, tell me immediately, I will definitely come!"

Lan Ling said, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Okay! If you are in trouble, you must tell me!" Zhao Qing said, looking at Lan Jian, he could make one more friend, Zhao Qing was also happy, especially with Lan Ling.

Lan Ling should go down and separate for a while.

Zhao Qing and Mi Xi rushed straight to the place where Xiong Batianjiao's group was. At this time, the Ancient Source Realm, especially the rewards for the top sixteen on the Heart List, was originally a turbulent Ancient Source Realm, and it shook like clouds and rain.

Almost when the two Tianjiao encountered, the disciples of the Great Tianjiao Regiment were all wiped out, and even if they were lucky enough to escape, there were very few.

Endless slaughter permeated the entire Ancient Source Realm.

The ancient beast clan was separated from Zhao Qing, from the thirty Tianjiao at that time, and now there are only twenty beast clan Tianjiao left.

Xiong Ba's body was hundreds of meters away, blood flowed, he was already a middle-grade world-class man, roared, and punched straight at the blue-clothed young man opposite.

Xiong Ba was born with divine power, and this punch was enough to shatter a top-grade Dao body, but the blue-clothed young man in front of him only smiled contemptuously.

Moving sideways, he easily dodged the punch.

"Hehe, Xiong Ba, your punch is powerful, but the speed is too slow, let me teach you what speed is!"

Then, the figure passed away, and a sword pierced through Xiong Ba's body.

Xiong Ba roared angrily, the sword and the Dao body were one, and passed directly through his body, and in an instant, there was a huge blood hole on Xiong Ba's body, and he roared in the sky, especially looking at the group of ancient beast clan brothers behind him, and ten beasts had passed away at this time.

And until then, it has been smooth sailing.

"Roar, Zhan Song, if you have the ability, you will only kill me and spare my brother!

The bears were imposing, only to weaken again.

Zhan Song is too strong, it is not something he can defeat at all, not to mention that now that he is seriously injured, Zhan Song can have killed him a long time ago, and now he seems to be playing with him.

"Brother Don't, let's die together!" The six tails wiped their faces with blood and said straightly, although Xiong Ba is not the most talented big brother, but he is the most sincere big brother to them.

"Yes, if you want to die, then you will die together, I will still be a treasure pig in eighteen years!"

"Haha, it's funny, let you go, let you go, where can I find so many peerless Tianjiao, Xiong You think too much, you also think too much, I still want to keep my ranking on the heart list, how can I let you go!"

Zhan Song laughed, and then cold.

"All the disciples of the War Sword Sect listened to the order and killed all of this group of beast clans, leaving not a single one behind!" Zhan Song said, in an instant, a hundred disciples around Zhan Song went straight to the Seven Tails, the Three Patterns and Seven Star Pigs, especially these two ancient beasts have also cultivated to the world.

A world-famous Tianjiao is worth a thousand reels, and it can't be let go.

One after another, the beast screamed, the bear raised his head to the sky and roared, a pair of big tears gushed like a spring, these are the brothers who have been fighting with him for many years, not only in this ancient source realm, these ancient beasts have followed him for a long time.

But now he could only watch them leave him one by one.

"Xiong, you should also die, I have to kill some more Tianjiao, but I can't waste all my time on you waste!"

The battle was loose for a while, and the giant sword in his hand slashed straight at Xiong Ba's neck, but he wanted to cut Xiong Ba off with a sword.

"Brother!"

The beasts were furious, but Xiong Ba was the one who was the most seriously injured, and now Zhan Song Ming said that he would not let them go, and Xiong Ba's thoughts gradually dissipated, and he could no longer avoid this sword.

There was a moment of mourning, and tears flowed down one after another.

The bear let out a long sigh and slowly closed his eyes.

It's just that at this time, Zhan Song's face changed, and in the distance, above the void, nineteen sword shadows slashed straight down towards him.

The powerful sword power is the only one he has ever seen.

Whew, the giant sword in his hand was retracted, and he went straight to the nineteen sword shadows that suddenly appeared.

"Who is presumptuous, dare to be the enemy of my War Sword Sect, see if I don't clean you up!"

Zhan Song was angry, although he had never seen this sword, but it was not the sword of those people he feared.

In an instant, a sword swept out with all his strength.

"Zhantai Heavenly Sword Sixth Style!" A roar was made, Zhan Song's eyes were full of killing intent, except for who dared to spoil his Zhan Song's good deeds.

And the Zhantai Heavenly Sword is the sword inherited by the ancestor of the Battle Sword Sect, which is extremely powerful, and it is one of the strongest sword styles in the Hengyuan Continent.

The killing intent is revealed, the endless majesty is in the sky, and the huge power is attracting the heavens and the earth, and the earth trembles.

It's just that the nineteen sword shadows, but the nineteen swords are like a sword, booming, a sword with the power of turning the sky, under the Dao Scar Sword, only to seventeen swords to shatter.

Then the eighteenth sword shadow fell, and the giant sword in Zhan Song's hand was also slashed out.

The nineteenth sword fell, and Zhan Song felt a breath of death coming, and he didn't dare to resist, so he rolled around.

Ah, with a scream, Zhan Song's other hand was directly shattered by the sword.

Then Zhan Song saw a green shadow fall straight down and landed in front of Xiong Ba, with his back to him, and an ancient sword in his hand was dyed blood.

The ancient sword is not stained with blood, but if it is stained with the blood of the world's pride, it will remain on the sword, and the body of the ancient sword of Qingying has turned into blood.

The stronger and more talented Tianjiao who died under the ancient sword, the more popular the ancient sword will be. For a moment, my heart trembled.

"Killer Devil, this must be a Killer Devil!But who is he!" Zhan Song couldn't think of it, and there was no impression in his mind.

Sigh, another figure flew down, looking at the strength of the comer, Zhan Song took a deep breath, the Battle Sword Sect already has four great Heavenly Heroes, but among this group of people, there are enough nine Heavenly Heroes.

"You, who the hell are you, do you want my Battle Sword Sect to be an enemy!" Zhan Song took a deep breath and couldn't help but say busily.

It's just that Zhao Qing didn't reply to him, just looked at the bear with a pair of big eyes closed, a little angry and funny.

"How long are you going to close, you really have to wait for your head to be cut off before you open your eyes, right?"