Mingkong's Overlord Sword, as the name suggests, is domineering!

The domineering spirit of Weiling in the world is mixed with a pride exclusive to Mingkong's heart.

A domineering, a wisp of pride, and all these things, combined with Mingkong's personal experience, become an amazing hegemonic sword.

However, at this moment, what Tan Weiran is using is also the Overlord Sword, and while the sword light is dissipated, it clearly carries different changes. Falling into the eyes of the Clear Sky Method, it is obvious that you can see the difference at a glance.

It's really different. When Mingkong stared with wide eyes, he soon found out in a cold sweat that in the overlord sword that Tan Weiran cast, it was sometimes fierce, treacherous, and even feminine......

Ming Kong chuckled in his heart, stared for a while, and suddenly realized: "This kid, is he practicing swords?"

Even Mingkong couldn't help but gasp, thinking that this kid had the courage to take life and death as a sword practice again and again, and wanted to sharpen the overlord sword from life and death to a different path.

To put it simply, Tan Weiran wants to integrate the Overlord Sword into his personal path, rather than copying Mingkong step by step.

This idea is very good, very exciting, very daring to think and do.

It is a kind of road to follow the footsteps of predecessors. Unwilling to be imprisoned by the footsteps of predecessors, and re-forging a path on this basis, this is also a kind of road.

Mingkong admired this young first seat from the bottom of his heart, and recognized this idea and courage. However, he didn't think that Tan Weiran could succeed in the short term, after all, age is based on experience, and the lack of martial arts knowledge and knowledge is an indisputable fact.

Even if the Overlord Sword is not tempered by a thousand tempers, it is not something that a rookie under twenty years old like Weiran can correct and change. Mo said that this young first seat, even many veteran powerhouses, may not have sufficient martial arts knowledge to integrate and change.

Mingkong couldn't help but laugh dumbly when he thought about it, but he was wrong to think so. Tan Weiran is young. However, there are hundreds of years of accumulation of the most glorious era in the previous life, and in terms of martial arts knowledge, it is by no means comparable to ordinary monks.

It doesn't necessarily mean that you can't use the Overlord Sword as the foundation to re-embark on a path that is not inferior to the Overlord Sword itself.

The ten thousand families who were killed one by one were like the hardest working sparring partners, using blood and wounds, and even their lives. Come to fulfill the desire to talk about the actual combat and sword training.

Treacherous, seductive, soft, eerie...... The domineering sword of the world, which was displayed by Tan Weiran at this time, immediately added a lot of different ideas to it. It is purely practiced with the intention of practicing the sword, and it does not mean to integrate the sword intent.

In the eyes of the Wan family, the young and handsome Tan Weiran was stained with steaming blood on half of his body, shuttling like a ghost with a chilling temperament. It seems that a puddle of blood is always going to take a life.

No matter how many people there are in the Wan family, they can't withstand the blood-spattered killing of Tan Weiran.

It must be known that some of the people convened by Wanjia are purely long-term employment relationships, both direct and indirect, and Zheng Shan is a typical one. It's just that this part is mainly in the Qi Realm, and there are very few True Realms. It is even more impossible to call the spirit realm of the hero of a land.

According to the current strength, kill these Qi masters. It's really not that hard. It was like harvesting wheat all the way, and it only took a short time to kill these Qi masters and gradually collapse their minds.

This has nothing to do with fighting spirit, it is purely blindly sent to death.

Seeing that many Qi control masters were killing people without blinking, they suddenly became in a commotion, and they were slaughtered in waves, and some people shouted in fear. Turn around and run away.

"A bunch of bastards who are greedy for life and afraid of death!"

Wan Hanxue scolded angrily and killed several people in a row before he would stop these almost spreading collapses. In a fit of rage, it turned into a raging wind and unleashed its twin blades. In an instant, it was like a myriad of stars.

It seems that the true intention of the move turned into stars, obeying Wan Hanxue's orders, wrapped in bombardment, and shouted loudly: "Where did the puppy come from, dare to spoil my family's affairs, I can't spare you!"

"Rao, you are also worthy, and Wanjia is also worthy?" Tan Weiran laughed loudly, and without looking back, he pulled his sword out of the throat of a qi master, and stomped on his chest. When he turned around and kicked in the air, a brilliant sword light suddenly stirred up beautiful ripples, parrying Wan Hanxue with one move.

The blades of the swords burst into light and collided together, and the released light enveloped both of them in a clanging sound. The figure was separated at the touch of a button, as if it was a ball of light that suddenly exploded.

Wan Hanxue, who was quite old, squinted coldly and looked at this beautiful young man. Even if she was arrogant, she knew that this young man was not easy to deal with as soon as she fought before, and her tone had slowed down a lot: "Who sent you to make trouble, explain it, and I will spare your life!"

Spare me? The corners of Tan Weiran's mouth curled slightly, and he rubbed his body like a ghost, and with a flip in his palm, countless brilliant flowers burst out of the sword. The real one is that the buds are born along with the sword, and then slowly bloom, and the moving stamens and colors exude a charming attraction.

The more Wan Hanxue hits, the more chilling he becomes, what does it mean to be an obviously young person in the later stage, anyone who has a little thinking ability is simply self-evident.

Even her mid-stage spirit tour will not be able to clean it up for a while, which will definitely add a heavy touch. Qi cultivation is high, and the fighting strength is strong, as if there is nothing like it can have anything to do with the locals.

Outland, great sect, great family, outstanding disciple...... Without digital eyes and associations, all of a sudden, it surged in Wan Hanxue's heart.

At the same time, Mingkong turned into a Kunpeng and swooped down with a furious sword. The pressure that erupted in an instant almost suppressed Zhang Guang and Xiang Qiu to the point of being out of breath.

The terrifying sword directly slashed Zhang Guang involuntarily and soared out of the mountain, rumbling and crashing on the mountain peak. In the popping sound, the mountain peak was slashed obliquely, and the momentum was magnificent.

While Zhang Guang sprayed blood, his eyes widened with fear and regret: "I was wrong, don't kill me......"

"Traitor, damn it!" Xu Ruosu reached out and took a sword to cut off Zhang Guang's head, turned around and nodded to the hanging Mingkong: "Ancestor, she will be handed over to you, catch it alive." Before the words fell, the person had already turned into a flying rainbow and leaped in the mountains.

After a while, he came to the sky above the collapsed battlefield, Xu Ruosu hung in the air, inspiring a wave of voice to sweep the earth: "I, Xu Ruosu, am here, everyone listens to the order and kills the enemy with me!"

In one breath, the sound swept between the heavens and the earth, and all the people who were rushing to the wolves shook and saw the figure standing in the sky.

"The Mistress is back!"

After a moment of froze, all the emotions stirred into more surging sound waves rushed into the sky, rolling back and forth over the battlefield like thunder, shocking people's hearts.

Some fear weakness, others hesitate. However, more people turned from fleeing and flocked towards Xu Ruosu, who stood like a banner in the sky, surging with confidence and fighting spirit in the gallop.

Wan Shangji and the others, who led the crowd to chase and kill, fell into a huge panic when Xu Ruosu appeared.

The three gods dealt with one Xu Ruosu, and now that Xu Ruosu came back alive, it is self-evident what this means.

The strength of silence destroyed the luck psychology of ten thousand families in an instant.

Especially when Wan Shangji and the others raised their eyes and looked around, they never found that any of the three major divine photos such as Wan Jishan were shrouded in the hearts of thousands of families. Wan Hanxue lost his mind for a moment, and was slashed by Tan Weiran's sword and snorted on the mountain wall.

No! Luzhou Wanjia will definitely not be defeated.

Desperate means that you can go forward but not backward. Defeated, for Wanjia, it is the end of the game.

That's right, there are three major gods besieging her Xu Ruosu, how can she be safe. The Wan family roared, desperately trying to defend their faith.

Maybe Xu Ruosu was hit hard and was about to die, and he escaped back by luck, on the surface, it seems that it is no big deal, but in fact, he is about to die.

So, this is Xu Ruosu's most crazy posterior?!

While these words were in his ears, Tan Weiran couldn't hold back a smile and thought to himself, Wan Jia is really a bit capable, and his imagination is really surging.

When the sonic boom of the mountain and tsunami burst into the sky in the open sky, and the suffocating force was released without any worries, the last trace of luck in the hearts of the Wan family was torn to pieces until it turned into nothingness.

Ming Kong took a deep breath, and the oil flowed around, as if he had sucked the air of a piece of space dry:

"Spring silkworm thousand silks!"

A sword shook, the sword spirit was torn apart, and in the blink of an eye, it burst into thousands, wisps of eruption. It doesn't have the same covering power as the Overlord Sword, but its group injury ability is very amazing.

Someone flew in mid-air, and was slashed by this silk-like sword, and when he landed, he found that the lower half of his body was gone.

Someone was swept by the silk sword qi while running, and his head flew out of the sword with a snort, and his head fell to a different place.

More often than not, the body that was slashed by the sword spirit spurted out thin and long lines of blood, like wind and flowing water.

Dozens of people fell in an instant, and the Sandou corridor seemed to be quiet all of a sudden, except for the smell of fear that was emanating, and a deafening cry of fear came out.

"Shenzhao, another Shenzhao powerhouse!"

The shouts were full of hysterical madness, and the two gods were covered by the strength of the strong men, and there was no luck, which instantly destroyed the confidence of many people.

Almost at the same time, Wan Hanxue was desperate like crazy, forcing him to retreat before talking, and he had no intention of fighting at all, and he grabbed a step to escape and couldn't get a hundred zhang, and there was a terrifying force with a breath of annihilation behind him.

The first thing that jumped into the eye was a purple halo, very bright, deeper and more charming than the stars.

"No!" That is the spirit that she has not condensed for many years, but it appeared in the hands of a young monk who holds the true realm, there is nothing more devastating to confidence, and Wan Hanxue, who has lived for four hundred years, almost collapsed in an instant.

Desperately make a move to resist, and the purple light in front of him is gorgeous.

Wan Hanxue soared into the air, looking back at Tan Weiran, a pair of eyes full of ridicule. There is a sharp pain in the heart between the chest and abdomen that erupts after being paralyzed, which quickly spreads throughout the body and gradually devours the life force.

Between her chest and abdomen, there was a gray-black hole that had been slashed by the Nine Tribulations Thunder Sound Sword, and she could vaguely see that her scorched heart was gradually stopping beating. Flying lower and lower, it gradually fell down in a falling posture, startling a cloud of dust.

Tan Weiran floated on a high place, overlooking the scene of thousands of families or hugging their heads or surrendering on the spot, with a smile blooming on the corner of his mouth.

There is no doubt that the victory is decided. (To be continued.) )