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The air sword came quickly, and I could already hear the sound of the air being torn.

They are clamoring, eager to burrow into my body and taste my blood.

At this moment, there was a thunderclap above the Nine Heavens.

Like frightened birds, the air swords fell to the ground around my body. The qi sword is invisible, but there is a sound when it lands.

I opened my eyes and looked up into the sky.

Above the sky, dark clouds and electric lights flickered in the clouds.

I finally understood why those air swords fell to the ground one after another, because the ancestor of a hundred soldiers, the divine sword of the sword, has returned from the sky!

"Haha, my sword is back!" Jiang Xueyang laughed wildly, extremely proud.

Indeed, looking at the position where the sword fell, it was directed at her.

Is the Broken Army really tamed by her?

Could it be that from now on, has it really been renamed Xueyang Sword?

No, I'm not reconciled!

But what if I'm not reconciled?

Lin Xuanqi was bleeding and lying on the ground, and there was no way to contain the Sleepless Master for me. And the Sleepless Master who had his hands free turned to join forces with Yan Buji, and in a few rounds, Lin Jingfeng was seriously injured.

"Xiangxi drove the corpse Lin family, I'm afraid that this battle will be removed. It's just that I don't know if the supernatural department will make a big deal out of this, after all, Lin Xuan is a state official. Yan Bujian said with emotion.

"Master Yan Shi was too worried, before going to the Dou Fa platform, Lin Xuan had already said that he was participating in the war as an individual. Besides, we don't have to kill their two fathers and sons, just abolish the cultivation, this is Jiang Zhangjiao's specialty. The Sleepless Master laughed treacherously.

"What the master said is very true, I forgot, hehe."

This is the Yin person, whether he is born in Buddhism, Taoism or the left way, his mind is the same distorted. Cruel, the underworld can't compare to them.

Perhaps the reason why mankind has come to the age of the end of the Dharma is because people's hearts have become dirty.

The bad guys have superpowers, so it's no wonder that the world doesn't collapse.

……

The Broken Army Peerless descended from the sky and roared straight towards Jiang Xueyang.

Jiang Xueyang's face was full of joy, and when the sword fell to his chest, he reached out and grabbed the hilt.

Catch it, catch it!

I caught it again, but I still didn't catch the hilt!

The smile was fading, and Jiang Xueyang's face became darker and darker.

She settled her mind and tried to use Yuan Qi to lock on to the Broken Army, but the Broken Army Warrior didn't give her a chance at all, the tip of the sword rushed at her, the hilt of the sword turned upside down towards me, and flew towards me in the air.

The hilt of the sword was in my hands, and the feeling of blood connection returned to my body.

I let out a long breath and shed tears of joy.

Xie Ling, you're finally back.

I hope we will never be separated again, people are in the sword!

"Why? Why does my Xueyang Sword recognize you as its master? Jiang Xueyang questioned me angrily, his face was hideous and terrifying, as if he was going into a state of rage at any time.

"How so? Let's start with your blood sacrifice sword. Do you know why it only absorbs my blood? Not because I absorbed the Blood Qi Essence, but because I was connected to it by blood. ”

"Blood-linked? Impossible, this sword is clearly an antiquity from a thousand years ago, and even its name has been forgotten, how can it be connected to your blood? Jiang Xueyang shouted loudly.

"Who said it didn't have a name? It's just that you don't know. From today onwards, the four words of Broken Army will spread all over the world and to the ears of every Yin person. ”

"This sword is called Broken Army?"

Jiang Xueyang was stunned, she was desperately searching her memory, trying to confirm whether she had seen this name in the Daozang.

Master Zhai dip sword is unparalleled, is there really such a sword in the history of Daomen?

"Amitabha, Lord Ye, you are in love. Even if I give you a peerless sword, can you still rely on it to turn the tables? "Master Sleepless shouted softly, and the lotus walked towards me step by step.

"Bald donkey, I can endure you for a long time, I only need a sword to kill you!" I said hatefully, the Lin father and son can't afford to be seriously injured, and the initiator is the bald donkey in front of him.

Sleepless old man, ninety years old, noble status, transcendent strength, scolded by me as a bald donkey, no matter how good the cultivation is, I can't stand it. What's more, he already held a grudge against me, hating me for exploding the heavenly things and wasting the essence of blood and qi.

I saw that his face changed again and again, and finally used all his Prajna-level Buddha thoughts, and his palms came out together, and slapped them on my chest.

"Maha is immeasurable!"

Prajna Buddha thought came at me overwhelmingly, this was his angry blow, and his strength was not reserved at all. Before I could hold the hilt of my sword, I had to use all my strength to resist.

However, now, with a sword slash out, the sword intent that is so domineering that it can't even withstand the air particles, and the space has to be distorted.

The sword qi was originally invisible, but I don't know if it was because I condensed Yuan Qi, or if it was because I absorbed too much Gengjin Qi and underwent a qualitative change. This sword qi actually had a glow, pure white and dazzling, and it was extremely gorgeous.

"Get out!"

Along with the gorgeous sword aura, I also shouted a rolling word.

Rolling words were learned from Xie Ling, when she was in Liushutun, a rolling word shook Lin Xiaoguang's body was broken.

Naturally, the sleepless old man will not be shattered by me, but my sword qi directly made him fly out upside down, and after landing on the ground, he tossed several times in a row, which is no different from getting out.

The robe was torn, the rosary was broken, and his face was covered with dust.

It's a pity that the great kendo master Chen Yang is not here, otherwise he might be able to see some clues.

The way of the sword, with the state of mind of Yuan Qi and the body of Yuan Qi, and then the way of the sword that is prompted by pure resentment, is it amazing enough?

Jiang Xueyang was still in a stupid state, she seemed to have thought of something, and she was muttering to herself: Forbidden Sword, Forbidden Sword......

Yan Buru rubbed his eyes with his hand, wanting to confirm whether what was happening in front of him was a dream.

What's going on here?

Am I on the wrong side?

No, that's not true.

He deceived himself into believing that these were hallucinations, and then burst out with Tsunejiro's sixty percent supernatural powers, like a poisonous snake, and struck me like lightning.

For the sake of him trying so hard to deceive himself, I had to give him a sword as well.

The pure white sword qi cut through the clothes on his body and stripped him naked. His skin was densely covered with scales, and he looked like he had a serious skin disease.

The sleepless old man flew out upside down, and Yan Buru rolled out, just like a snake, rolling charming and colorful, and extremely enchanting.

The Tiangang Beidou Array launched again, and this time the air sword was not a single attack, but condensed into a giant sword in the air.

The giant greatsword was invisible, but I could sense its outline by my Yuan Qi state of mind.

This sword was very strong, and it was the strongest blow that Dragon Tiger Mountain had dealt so far.

The giant sword pierced the air, and the space was actually distorted.

I don't dodge or dodge, I resist it with the sword in my hand.

The tip of the sword is on the tip of the sword.

I want to try where my limits are.

There was a bang, sand and rocks were flying, and the power of the rage was vented.

The giant greatsword shattered, and the broken army was unharmed, emitting a cheerful metal trill.

The Eighteen Arhat Array had already condensed the mirror image of the Demon Suppression Pestle, and wanted to use it to cooperate with the giant sword to jointly kill me. But seeing the fragility of the giant sword, these Buddhist disciples hesitated.

They all recited the Buddha's name: "My Buddha is merciful and forgiving." ”

It's time to settle the score, the Lin father and son are still in a coma with serious injuries, and I'm not in the mood to continue playing with them.

"Jiang Zhangjiao, cheer up quickly, you and I will definitely be able to kill him if we join forces." The sleepless old man shouted.

"Yes, Jiang Zhangjiao. All of his current skills come from the sword he said, and the three of us shot at the same time, and we can't resist it with just one sword. Yan Buru also got up from the ground.

But Jiang Xueyang was still in a daze as if he hadn't heard anything.

At this moment, a young female voice sounded in the courtyard of the stars.

"It's useless, it's useless to do anything. Three years ago, he had already mastered the way of the imperial sword of the Yuan Qi realm......"

Liufeng Sakura said as she walked out, her back looking lonely.

Just as she was about to walk out of the gate of the Courtyard of the Stars, she suddenly stopped again.

"Ye Zhiqiu, was my father killed by you?"

"Does this still need to be asked? I thought you should have understood. I said lightly.

"The revenge of killing my father is not shared, Ye Zhiqiu, I am not finished with you in this life and this life!"

Flowing Wind Sakura staggered away from the Courtyard of the Stars.

It was Liu Lao Dao who killed Liufeng Xishan, but Liu Lao Dao was a cultivator and couldn't bear this revenge.

Jiang Xueyang finally woke up, but there was no longer the slightest hostility in her eyes when she looked at me.

"Jiang Zhangjiao, let's join forces to ......" Before the sleepless old bald donkey's words were finished, Jiang Xueyang stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Even if the world's eggs are combined, they can't win a single stone." Jiang Xueyang said.

Her tone was calm and sensible.

The madness, the pride, the arrogance had all disappeared from her beautiful and delicate face.

"Jiang Zhangjiao, what do you mean by that?" Yan Buru was a little puzzled.

"I mean, Ye Zhiqiu is that stone!"