Billions of sword qi condensed into sand!

It is the best opportunity when the door of Sanssouci is wide open. 【Reading.com】

The yellow sand is thousands of miles, and the overwhelming sword qi turns into sand grains and hits the face. As strong as the King of Sanssouci, he couldn't help but be moved under this alluring sword, and he had the illusion that he was unstable and irresistible.

The sword qi made everything change, and King Sanssouci was shocked and moved, and he actually captured a trace of the terrifying will of the Martial Emperor in this style!

When all the sword qi dissipated, Wang Ce knelt on the ground in despair, he was really perverted and perverted!

I couldn't describe this feeling, and it almost shook Wang Ce's unwavering confidence.

Just because, the King of Sanssouci seems to be completely fine, and the sand of the unleaked does not seem to be able to cause him harm!

However, at this time, King Sanssouci raised his head to the sky and let out a shocking scream, which shook for ten miles, causing a strong wind.

One after another, the lightsabers penetrated through the body and burst out, one by one, the indescribable landscape was endless.

A trace of blood appeared everywhere in the body of the King of Sanssouci, vomited a mouthful of blood, and approached Wang Ce step by step with a cruel smile: "It turns out that this is the sand that does not leak, and it is indeed worthy of the three styles of the sword god! It's a pity that your cultivation is too poor." ”

Wang Ce is like a dull stick, yes, his cultivation is actually not bad, much worse than the King of Sanssouci. No matter how powerful the sand is, it is difficult to cook without rice!

"Don't bend your waist for five buckets of rice" re-infused true qi, Wang Ce almost knelt on the ground, his injuries were so serious, he was almost unable to move, and he could only watch the carefree king overflowing with murderous aura coming step by step!

King Sanssouci vomited blood and looked at him coldly: "What else do you have to say now!"

Wang Ce coughed up blood, chuckled lightly, used all his strength, and then reluctantly handed out his middle finger, tilted his head softly and said, "I grass your second uncle, I grass you old rabbit!"

"Dare to be hard when you die!" "Worry-free Wang Sheng flicked his sleeves angrily, Wang Ce snapped, and the sound of bones shattering all over his body flew out!

King Sanssouci walked step by step, and said coldly: "Wang Lai, I don't believe that you have really been tough.

As long as you say a word begging for mercy, I will give it a good time. Not really."

Wang Ce wanted to laugh, but he could only lie on the ground, twitch his face, and reluctantly spit out a broken sentence, and continued to play, and was actually happy: "Juhuā rabbit, pout your ass quickly"

Death, but also to die happily, happy to die.

Wang Ce's eyes were full of smiles, looking at the carefree king with a blue and red face, but it was very strange that there was no trace of dying, but he was filled with an inexplicable strange joy.

Although he was lying down, for some reason, it seemed that he was standing upright, and it was the King of Sanssouci who was lying down!

The corners of Sanssouci King's mouth twitched slightly, and he smiled: "Okay, you're not afraid of death, then I'll let you see what it's like to die in three years." You will beg for mercy. ”

Wang Ce opened his mouth to smile, his mouth involuntarily spurted blood, and he smiled vaguely: "If you tickle...... Maybe...... I will beg for mercy. ”

King Sanssouci swears, he has lived for a year in this life, and he has never seen such a hard-mouthed teenager, never seen such a young man who likes to play tricks, and has never seen a person who smiles when he dies!

Maybe it's really because of Wang Ce's own group ridicule talent skills, the happier he laughs, the more Worry-Free King has the illusion of being slapped hot!

Originally, it was an unreasonable feeling, but King Sanssouci only felt that this kind of laughter was like a kind of unbridled ridicule and humiliation.

It's not to anger him and beg for a good death, it's just just a smile. The smile makes people feel irritable and angry.

At this moment, the ground trembled, and a strange sound of horses' hooves sounded!

Sanssouci frowned and looked back, and at a glance, a knight leaped out of the horizon. Then, a group of overwhelming cavalry attack lines flooded the horizon like a black tide, and rushed like a whirlwind with the momentum of ten thousand horses galloping, stepping through a thousand mountains!

For the general, he was dressed in armor, wielding a war knife, and countless swords and guns were lined up to reflect the boundless ferocious atmosphere!

The general of the Wei was galloping at high speed, and roared: "Liaodong Iron Cavalry, attack with the general!"

The remaining gods watched this scene dumbfounded, and they couldn't even give birth to a trace of fighting spirit to resist, and they almost wanted to pull out tuǐ and run. However, at this time, a cavalry attack line also appeared in the other direction.

It is as if two convective tides, in the sound of the wind and the sound of horses' hooves, roaring and striking in the middle!

Wang Ce squinted happily and smiled, like a weasel stealing chickens!

The Liaodong Iron Cavalry was released after he entered the ghost realm, to prevent attacks on the periphery, and later to prevent the gods from escaping.

So fast!

The cavalry on both sides came like a tide, and the power of the black sè was daunting.

King Sanssouci glanced at him with his eyebrows, and looked at Wang Ce who had left his breath in surprise: "It's the Battle Spirit Army again!"

Not much, but enough. Wang Ce held the bronze pot softly, and Ju Yi's Xianden Dead Warrior was instantly released, and in the blink of an eye, under Ju Yi's order, they all pounced on the remaining gods!

The King of Sanssouci was horrified, a hand knife was thrown out, and the aura of the dust sè was like a halo that bombarded a group of first-mounted dead soldiers, but the Liaodong Iron Cavalry had already come!

The Liaodong Iron Cavalry is the only fully equipped War Spirit Army in the War Spirit Army under Wang Ce!

The remaining six or seven gods were lonely boats in the sea of suffering, and under the dense iron horses, they almost swallowed up this group of Dougang masters with a single charge!

Rao is the king of worry-free no matter how great his skills are, he is also at a loss at this time. After he killed a group of iron horses, the last god stretched out a hand for help in the iron horses, and finally fell weakly!

Nope. It's all gone. The Carefree King's scalp was numb, and he was sad from the heart, and this time he brought about twenty gods, thinking that it would be more than enough to search for Wang Ce. No one could have imagined that the War Spirit Army would be a variable, so that all the other gods would be killed and wounded.

"Hey, hey, hey!" a weird laugh came from Wang Ce's mouth.

King Sanssouci turned around slowly, cold and cold: "You, Wang Ce, if you die, you can't make up for the lives of my brother's siblings!"

Hua Sheng was speechless in anger, gritting his teeth and killing the Xiandeng Dead Soldier and the Liaodong Iron Cavalry one by one. Li Chengliang and Ju Yi roared again, and the breath of the King of Worry-Free was extremely violent, and the two fists of one left and one right bombarded and killed!

Almost in the blink of an eye, the two war spirits died again! Desperately sacrificing, in exchange for another chance for Wang Ce.

Almost the same opportunity as before, the Sanssouci King is opening the door wide, and it is still an opportunity that is exchanged for sacrifice. Will it succeed this time, or will it continue to fail?

At the moment of lightning, the sand of impermeability passed through Wang Ce's mind, transporting the last true qi. Old man Tao Yuanming This is the last support, if he can't kill again, then he can only die!

This blow, if it doesn't succeed, it will be a benevolent!

It's still an infallible sand!

The King of Sanssouci laughed wildly in the sand of infallibility: "Wang Ce, since you were smart and confused for a while, you killed me before and didn't die, this time, do you think you will have a chance!"

Wang Ce's heart sank into the abyss, the sand that did not leak suddenly appeared, and the huā on the other side jumped in his thoughts.

It's just a matter of today that he got the huā on the other side, but he just took a rough look, and he didn't practice it at all, so he had some impressions. At this time, he suddenly remembered, for some reason, vaguely felt something!

"Trust your heart, trust your body. Feeling, when you find that little bit of inspiration, that's it!"

I must be crazy. The half-emperor hún is also crazy.

Wang Ce slowly closed his eyes, and the method of casting the huā on the other side went through it in his mind, when the sand of the infallible was about to come to an end. Suddenly, an indescribable wonderful feeling suddenly appeared!

Boss, will this feel too late?

Wang Ce's face was expressionless, he closed his eyes with an indescribable joy, and silently handed over the last sword!

It was precisely at the moment when the sand of infallibility was about to end, it was so precise that it didn't feel like the feeling in Wang Ce's thoughts.

Uncle Wang, you're right. Body sensations!

The huā of the other side blooms leisurely!

Absolutely beautiful huā, absolutely beautiful sword, this is a fresh huā that travels to the other side!

Sanssouci King was in the middle of it, and suddenly he was surprised, and then roared in horror: "What is this? What kind of sword technique is this?"

This is an indescribable sword, faintly and inextricably linked to the sand that does not leak, as if a kind of continuity is missing!

The whole world has become serene, and the face has changed, which is a kind of beautiful and changing color. The wind and clouds are gone, the sound is gone, it's just a kind of serenity that makes your heart pound.

The cycle of life and death!yīn and yang!

On the body of the King of Sanssouci suddenly bloomed one after another, it was called the huā of the other side, and the whole body was up and down, as if the vitality was accompanied by the fresh huā and the wound.

King Sanssouci looked down at the wound in a daze, but he gradually laughed, the laughter became louder and louder, and the ecstasy for the rest of his life after the catastrophe: "Hahaha, Wang Ce, I can't imagine that the sand that does not leak and the huā on the other side are so powerful." ”

"It's too tyrannical to fall into your hands. ”

Wang Ce looked at the King of Worry-Free in amazement.

The King of Sanssouci laughed wildly: "If you comprehend it earlier, if you have martial arts cultivation, I'm afraid that you may be able to fight with me." It's a pity you're not strong enough!"

"If you want to kill me, you're not enough. Unless, you can do it again!"

Wang Ce spit on him, if he could have the strength to do it again, then why should he do this!

Wang Ce was helpless, he was wearing Emperor Lu's soft armor that was at least the ground level, if he didn't have this thing, maybe he would have died. King Sanssouci is still fucking imprisoned in a layer of cultivation.

The King of Sanssouci sprayed a mouthful of blood, pressing it like an unbreakable mountain, with an absolutely cold killing intent: "Wang Ce, I'll send you to the ghost realm now, no, I won't even make you a ghost!"

When Wang Ce moved, he noticed a hard object on his body, he suddenly remembered something, and grinned thoughtfully: "No, worry-free old rabbit, you are too angry!"

"It's hard to talk back!" King Sanssouci raised his fist coldly.

Wang Ce leisurely pulled out a sword from his body, full of drama and drew the sword!

Sonorous dragon chanting!@.