"Come on! Ethereal swordsmanship, kill, break, enemy! ”

At this moment, Yan Changqing is invincible in the world, the sun is scattered, filling the sky, the sun is setting, the blood-colored sun is starting a big battle, and countless enemies are like rivers passing through Qing, rushing to the face.

Yan Changqing stood in the center with one person and one sword.

Today I will kill everything, and no one can stop me!

Row after row of heads flew up, and no one could see what was going on, extremely fast, faster than lightning!

The first batch of enemies who took the lead in rushing into Yan Changqing's vicinity, no matter what kind of cultivation they had, all of them were killed with one sword, leaving no trace of trouble.

Dozens of heads did not stop these red-eyed monks who had already killed them, but stimulated their blood, desperately charging forward, everyone tried their best, the fairy magic weapons complemented each other, the mounts and birds were dazzling, all of them accelerated and rushed forward, for fear of falling half a step, Yan Changqing was like a huge cake in front of everyone, everyone wanted to be the first to get a piece of the pie, that is the record that can go down in history forever in the merit book, and it will definitely be able to stay in the clan to worship immortality, the temptation is too great, and even beyond life and death.

What is the purpose of desperately cultivating?

For the sake of making contributions!

Maybe it's for this moment!

"Die to the Misen!"

The basic swordsmanship is also the basic swordsmanship, the sword moves don't look fast, and they can even find the trajectory, even so carelessly, but whenever they come into contact head-on, they can feel the sharp sword, which is terrifying and boundless.

Yan Changqing kept dancing with his sword, and the enemies in the sky were killed, and the shouting of killing shook the sky, but it did not affect his mood at all.

He was there, as if he usually practiced swords, dancing with swords all over the sky, and everywhere he passed, there were countless corpses and blood.

Chop!

Chop!

Stab!

Choose!

There is no emotion in killing!

Killing is simple and fast!

Corpses are everywhere, and they can be piled up into a hill.

There were more enemies surrounding him, Yan Changqing held his breath, and danced his sword even more violently, that kind of look that the world had never seen before, and he had already been dyed red with blood, like a demon god descending into the world!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!!

Whoosh!!!!!

Dozens of swords in succession, piercing dozens of people in front of them, when they lay down, there were swords slashing, dozens of heads rolling to the ground, blood splattered, everywhere, the scene was terrifying, it was purgatory on earth!

"This ...... Who the hell is this! ”

"Where are the people?"

"Three Armed Services...... He killed the three armies! ”

Some people trembled and did not dare to step forward.

One army of a thousand people, three armies, how many monks do you have to be!

They're not ordinary people!

Oh, my God!

Yan Changqing killed for a whole hour, although the army of encirclement and suppression did not retreat, but the tiger entered the flock, and the one-sided killing still made people breathless.

That's not a lone wolf, it's the king of beasts!

No matter how many sheep there are, they are just eating!

"Why, don't you dare to come? Go on, kill, come on! ”

Yan Changqing roared angrily, and the frightened thousands of people retreated, and some people suddenly vomited and knelt on the ground, and they were so frightened that they spasmed!

Everything that Yan Changqing showed before was so terrible that there was no boundary, where had I seen it, there was still such a person, and he overreacted at the moment.

That's a cultivator of the Transformation God Realm, and the existence of the masters of this world is scared like this, let alone ordinary minor cultivators, where do you dare to step forward?

You must know that they are not ordinary people, they were all shocked to the soul by Yan Changqing, which shows that the killing shown by Yan Changqing in this battle is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"This is the Terran Beauty Saint?"

"Yes, my eternal King, His Royal Highness the King of Qiang."

"If it's just such strength, it's really disappointing, in fact, let him grow up, maybe it's a good choice, I'm about to doze off, it's a pity to kill it now, the demon clan is just a rat, I'm afraid of the east and the west, it's not interesting."

“......”

The general in front of him didn't dare to speak, his own king had always spoken amazingly, he had long been used to it, but he couldn't imagine that King Qiang actually had the idea of letting Meisheng grow, he just felt embarrassed when he heard it, and he also admired King Qiang.

If you don't say how you are your own king, this pattern is unmatched.

"A bunch of waste, I can't handle a mere waste of the God Realm for so long, Ural, I'll leave it to you, go ahead, take off his head."

"Yes, my king!"

"Bring this with you, don't forget, don't let me do it too, this king is tired of coming here, and I want to rest for a while, this king sleeps for a while, Yin Ji, Yang Ji, come and serve this king."

"Yes, my lord."

"Hello king, rest alive, I'll go back to the Urals."

So saying, Ural picked up the head that the king had thrown at him, put it on his shoulder, and with a huge mace in his hand, he ran forward in three steps and two steps.

The owner of that head is none other than the Purple Gold Immortal, who is known as the number one warrior of the Desolate Clan!

Uncultivated.

There were no retreating soldiers.

There are only kings who die in battle.

"Are you coming?"

Yan Changqing quietly stared at the enemy.

The great enemy in that direction, he had foreseen it a long time ago.

But they didn't make any moves, and Yan Changqing didn't pay attention to it.

After all, there are many enemy troops at the moment, and he doesn't have time to deal with them.

Until, they struck.

The shot is extraordinary, and the guy in front of him with a mace is an opponent he has never encountered.

Carelessly holding a pipe, full of vicissitudes of life, except that the burly figure is stronger than ordinary people, I can't see the slightest specialty, like an old farmer in the field, without any momentum.

is such a person who makes Yan Changqing feel like a great enemy, that is the real return to the basics, the power of the catastrophe.

"Phew!" Ural spat out his pipe, he really didn't bother to move, but he had to work, there was no way.

What about the contemporary Meisheng, maybe he won't be an opponent in the future, but not now, it's as simple as pinching an ant to death in the realm of the gods, and he doesn't care about it.

Of course, he also has such qualifications.

"Before I fight, I'll tell you something."

"This Purple Gold Immortal is my brother, and we are friends in trouble."

"Shortly after, though, he died."

"I did it, but you killed the man."

"You do have some skills, I still know Zijin as a person, he is a real warrior, and it is absolutely impossible to escape."

"But for you, I don't know how you did it, because in my eyes, he's the kind of person who would rather die on the battlefield."

"It's natural to kill people to pay for your life, you can't live today, do you do it yourself, or will I help you?"

"The villain died from talking too much, did you talk a little more?"

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!!"

"Interesting, interesting boy, I'm actually underestimated, I'm optimistic about you."

"Die!"

Lightning and flint, the Urals shot directly, and the blow was a shock, which was the full force of the master of the catastrophe, leaving no room for anything, the entire land collapsed directly, the power shattered the soil layer, the aftermath was terrifying, and the four fields were collapsing.