"Come out. ”

In an instant, Su Qinian's fist shook eleven times in a row, and the red gold streamers were clumsy, piercing through the void.

Bang, bang, bang!

The void was electrified, the white mist evapotranspirated for ten miles, and above the sky, eleven figures turned from virtual to real, staggering backwards.

"It's ...... Xiuguang Sword Saint, Great Thunder God, Prodao ...... Cross Knife Saint!"

At this moment, Zhu Feng Quartet, many people couldn't help but gasp, it was really upside down, the thirteen saints of the Jianguo, in addition to the fallen sword saint Yale, the twelve sword saints were all together, this kind of lineup was simply terrifying.

Holy war!

The hearts of many older generations sank, this is not a good thing, so many sword saints gathered, once they started, it was no less than detonating countless nuclear bombs in the extreme west of Great Xia.

More importantly, the sword saint and nuclear weapons in general, belong to the core strategic forces of various countries, the loss of any sword saint is enough to weaken the national strength, in this ever-changing international community, the slightest change in comprehensive national strength is enough to cause endless disputes, how many interests are entangled, the undercurrent is surging, destined to be accompanied by silent blood and tears.

Something big is coming!

Dozens of miles away from Zhu Feng, some of the teams that had been speeding up their pace stopped in shock, not daring to approach any longer, and some of the first to rush to the foot of the mountain also began to retreat, what are you kidding, once the holy war starts, the saints can not take care of them, even if they are the top sword masters, under the divine edge, they are just small people, they will be injured when they rub it, and they will die if they touch it.

A dark walker cloaked in light, a demon guide who opens the gates of hell!

Some strong people are swaying, is it really so strong? It has attracted all the saints to come in person, but thinking of the strange and terrifying events of the recent period has indeed caused headaches for all countries in the world, causing great casualties and social panic.

"The satellite has locked on the top of Zhu Feng!"

Someone let out a low shout, and the conditional forces looked sideways, and after the dark walker made a move, the wind and snow above the peak were briefly emptied, and the satellite was able to capture a clearer picture.

So young!

It's not that the cultivation is profound, locks the years, solidifies the face, and there are masters who are proficient in physiognomy who conclude that this is really an extremely young existence, but it shook the King of West Asia in a snap of his fingers, and his fists shook continuously, forcing out all the eleven sword saints hidden in the shadows, this kind of combat power is simply terrifying.

"Haoxun, this is your ...... Prospective Mentor?"

In the snow, Yuan Tianyuan almost pulled off his beard with one hand, looking at the satellite surveillance screen on the miniature screen, even if he abandoned the identity of this dark walker, it was terrifying to talk about his force alone.

"The teacher will not be defeated. ”

The two voices sounded at the same time, Yuan Haoxun was a little embarrassed, not far away, Qi Yunfei snorted coldly, turned his head and ignored him.

Yuan Tianyuan glanced at the two of them, sighed, and didn't say anything, the big family has the advantages of the big family, and he also has his sorrows, because the choices made by everyone need to consider whether it will have an impact on the family behind them, whether it is positive or negative, so many times, the warmth and coldness of people seem particularly pale.

The top of Zhu Feng.

The Cross Knife Saint had silver hair flying, this was an old man who looked slender, dressed in silver armor, he had a pair of deep brown eyes, he looked at Su Qinian at this moment, and muttered: "Young Dark Walker, everyone in the world knows the Thirteen Saints of Jianguo, but they don't know that the Thirteen Saints have a knife, and today there are only twelve Saints, and there is also a knife. ”

"Please. ”

Su Qiannian stretched out his hand and led it very directly and simply.

Although the transformation is the most stable in peace, it is also possible to leap in the turmoil, and there is never a smooth evolutionary path like water.

Rumble!

On Zhu Feng's side, the mountain exploded, and the King of West Asia rose into the air, his blonde hair flew and his blazing edge regenerated, standing side by side with the Eleven Cross Sword Saints.

"You're strong and qualified to see this knife. ”

The king of West Asia spoke, this middle-aged man looked solemn, even a little pious, and the golden-red, magma-cast long knife in his hand shook lightly, and even with the other eleven long knives, it also roared.

This is a picture that is enough to shock the world, 12 holy swords roared in unison, traced back to a jiazi, no one has seen it, the holy war is not lightly started, let alone so many sword saints gathered, some people can't help but widen their eyes, there is no sound on the satellite screen, they can only try to capture the lip language, did they hear it wrong?

"Fast! Run satellite surveillance at full power, and capture the picture at all costs!"

"The drone was lifted into the air, and more than 1,000 of them were put on for me, and they were transmitted in real time, and they could be photographed a little bit!"

......

Suddenly, the big forces from all over the world are crazy, especially some strong people at the level of the sword master, their eyes are red, it is rare to be able to see a sword saint shoot on weekdays, and now the twelve sword saints have joined forces to make a knife, which is not recorded in the history of the sword path, it is definitely the strongest sword, and it has the power to punish the saint.

Thundered!

Before the knife was released, the entire sky above Zhu Feng had already given birth to celestial changes, the wind and clouds were shattered, and even the wind and snow of the three thousand miles of Zhuma Mountain Range were stagnant, revealing a round of bright and majestic sun like Gu Yue.

The earth shook, the avalanche surged like a tide, more than ten miles away, some of the forces that had just retreated changed color, it was too terrifying, if there was only one sage, now more than ten sword saints joined forces, just the qi machine entangled, like a natural disaster coming to the world, almost affecting most of the Juma Mountain Range, it is unimaginable, that knife was born, how earth-shattering it would be.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

There was no momentum, no temptation, twelve sheaths were heard one after another, and at the top of Zhu Feng, there was no more figure of the Cross Sword Saint and others, only twelve holy knives suspended in the air.

Become a knife!

The supreme realm of this sword path belongs to the sacred realm of the sword saint, and at the same time, I saw a full twelve incarnated swordsmen, such as Su Qinian, whose eyes were also bright, and the silent battle intent had never been revived.

Airplanes!

At the same time, the holy swords belonging to the Twelve Swords of the Jianguo Kingdom spread out, divided into eight directions, and the divine edge was swallowed, outlining a forbidden area of a hundred miles, which also made the forces breathe a sigh of relief, if the divine blade was allowed to rage, even if it was a three-thousand-mile Juma Mountain Range, it could not help tossing, which would cause disaster to ordinary people and cause great turmoil.

The next moment, without the slightest warning, at the top of Zhu Feng, twelve suspended holy swords merged in an instant, turning into a colorful and illusory hazy sword shadow.

The void is silent, there is no great momentum, there is no invincible edge, but Su Qinian felt a deep sense of crisis, incarnated into a knife, and then fitted as one, this kind of knife realm has surpassed the simple incarnation of a knife.

I can't tell which is better or worse between this kind of sword realm and martial arts, but in Su Qiannian's senses, it may be comparable, but it belongs to two different directions.