"I'm a general, I'm an invincible general, I can't be defeated," the masked boy shouted wildly, his mouth and nose spewed out a hot light, Jing Ming's complexion changed slightly, and he covered his face with his sleeves, and the guy's body burst out with a powerful energy, so suddenly, Jing Ming couldn't retreat, and could only resist the ravages of energy in a half-bowed posture, and after a while, his body was in tatters and there was no good meat, and his expression suddenly changed and his head was raised.

When Jing Ming rushed in front of the masked man, the flying sword wore a dragon robe, and slapped the masked man's face with his palm, it was precisely this guy who had a little problem with his brain and dreamed of a general that he relied on that dragon robe at all, this is the case with the three monarchs of demons, poisons, and saints, and the same is true of the insects that have turned into ashes.

The moment the young man raised his head, the dragon robe flew out of thin air.

Jing Ming's face crumpled.

If it was just the dragon robe flying away, the young man was not distressed at all, who knew that when the dragon robe flew away, he would take away the sword that was stabbed on it with the 400,000 taels of silver, and the dragon robe carried the sword like a thief and flew quickly, and it had passed thousands of miles between the wind and lightning, and the clouds and mist in the distance opened, and it was a towering mountain.

There is a sword in the green mountains.

The sword is stored in the sword mountain.

The dragon robe took the sword and climbed the second weight of the sword mountain.

The Bawu Sword is forged with three kinds of heavenly and earthly treasures: the golden dragon backbone, the imperial fire, and the soul hook jade, and the dragon robe is the illusion of the soul hook jade, and the dragon robe carries the sword, and to a certain extent, the three have become one.

"Give it back to me," Jing Ming reached out.

The double weight of the sword mountain is not high, but two hundred meters, at the edge of the moment stands on the edge of the emperor wearing a flat crown, wearing a rolling dragon robe, walking between the dragon and the tiger step, he pressed one hand on the sword, the cliff is in danger and looking forward to the majesty, the momentum is definitely not the lucky man who calls himself a general can compare, with a wave of his big sleeves, said: "The world is owned by few people." ”

The world is so big that it is not the imperial land.

Even the world belongs to the emperor, let alone a sword.

"Phew," Jing Ming is considered to be the kind with better cultivation, and he was injured in many parts of his body and was dripping with blood, and his cultivation was also discounted, he spouted phlegm on the ground, picked up his toes and crushed it vigorously, and kept saying: "Fart, fart, fart." ”

The emperor does not like those who resist.

Those who challenge him will be subjected to bloody repression.

The emperor's palm was raised, and the two were separated by heavy clouds and mist a hundred miles away, and the palm was pressed, and the clouds and mist in the air rose and converged into a palm-shaped, and the volley was slapped with a rumbling sound.

Jing Ming has been equipped with two swords since he got the sword of the earth master, and he has two swords with him, and the holy evil sword is on his back, and the 400,000 swords are stolen by the dragon robe thieves, and at this moment only the holy evil is left, and he took off the holy evil sword from his back, and said: "Let you know what is the sword ancestor." ”

Since the Dragon Robe Emperor is the Chi Yu Ancestor Sword Hegemony, and the Holy Evil Sword and the Heavenly Dao Sword are the swords of the Qingshan Founding Sect, there is nothing wrong with Jing Ming's words, the Holy Evil Sword is one of the ancestors of all the swords in Qingshan.

Jing Ming bowed slightly, stepped out of a big pit on the ground, and flew off the ground.

"Roar~~~"

The black mist that devoured the archers, cavalry, and infantry had already filled the feet of the young man, and the moment he jumped up, the fierce beast hidden in the black mist jumped out, waving the claws of limbs the size of a tree trunk, and opening its bloody mouth to slap Jing Ming into meat sauce, eating meat paste.

The young man who jumped in the air stepped on the swallow, his feet were empty in the air, his body turned back out of thin air, dodged a slap from the giant beast, stepped on the elbow of the giant beast and jumped to the neck of the giant beast with his strength, the head of the giant beast was huge, the neck was thick and the diameter was more than two meters, Jing Ming was a martial artist who couldn't do the sword aura of a martial artist, and he could take off the head of the giant beast with a sword, and he could only cut it slowly with a blunt knife.

The boy landed on the right side of the giant beast's neck, the sword slashed at the skin of the giant beast, and the firelight splashed only a little bit of scale armor, without causing any substantial damage, Jing Ming's fingers dug into the gaps in the scales to stabilize his body, not being thrown down by the fierce struggling giant beast, turned his head and yelled at the beast: "I'm here, I have the ability to shoot me to death." ”

The flies that landed on its body made the behemoth furious.

As Jing Ming wished, the palm of the size of a dustpan was patted down.

Jing Ming leaned his back on the giant beast scale armor, adjusted his breathing, and at the moment when the giant beast's palm was about to arrive, he put the tip of the sword against the giant beast's neck, and when its palm fell, it just slapped the holy evil sword into its throat in one fell swoop, Jing Ming rubbed his body and jumped out from the fingers of the giant beast, afraid that this palm was big, The powerful guy didn't die, stepped on the back of his hand one by one, and cut the sword under his hand two meters, and the neck of the giant beast was opened two meters, and he couldn't survive in the vigorous vitality, and after roaring in the sky, his body fell into the black mist.

Jing Ming took out the Holy Evil Sword and stepped on the body of the giant beast that had fallen, and jumped up again.

Compared with Sword Mountain, this distance is like a moat.

I don't know how many white cloud palms are separated between the Bawu Sword and the young man.

Jing Ming vs. the Three Monarchs of the Night, in the battle mask man, three steps before and after killing the three monarchs, three steps before and after killing the mask man, at this moment, one step has not yet fallen can only be regarded as half a step, one step after another in the black fog lit up, it was the six steps that the young man took before, who can stop the heart, Jing Ming's eyes were like torches, and there was only the emperor on the edge of the cliff of the Sword Mountain in his eyes, and there was a momentum in his body, no matter what kind of thousands of water under his feet, he could step on the momentum of stepping over.

Stepping under his feet, a black shadow crossed the heavens and the earth, and when the boy fell, he was already in the second place in Sword Mountain.

The emperor in the rolling dragon robe always had a calm face, and his speech was always so irresistible, and he said: "Kill~~~"

With his order, an army of archers, cavalry and infantry appeared not far in front of Jing Ming, and at the forefront of the army was an extremely burly general.

A sand table appeared in front of the emperor, and he pointed one hand at the archers and the other at the leading generals.

Immediately, the archer took a bow and shot an arrow, the general drew out a long knife, and strode towards the young man, the young man took a deep breath, his face wrinkled and his expression was quite happy, there was not much true qi left in the body after repeated battles, this is not the main problem, the trouble is that the body is injured in many places, let alone raising the sword, even if you open your mouth to brag about it, it will hurt to tremble.

The young man endured the pain and raised his foot again, still with such an unstoppable momentum, and stepped out in front of the general who was hurrying over, twisting and swinging the sword in his hand with a starting hand sand up, the general's actions made Jing Ming's heart jump, this guy didn't even hide, let this sword slash on the chest, Jing Ming saw that the sword was not good and retreated, and the body was violently caught by the holy evil sword by that guy, followed by a punch in the chest and almost turned his back to breath, and the archer who bent the bow and shot the arrow in the distance seized the opportunity, released the arrow at a perverse angle, and shot Jing Ming's two arrows。

The boy's heart was on fire.

I wanted to retreat.

Five ways back.

Now it's just about moving forward.

Simply put down the holy evil sword, let it be inserted in the general's body, the body suddenly approached, at him is a punch down, hit him back, the knee lifted and kicked him in the chin, the general said that there were one hundred and seventy pounds of body was lifted from the ground, when he fell, the young man kicked his lower abdomen, as a ball kicked into the distance, the archers who had been looking for an angle to shoot arrows smashed the seven meat and eight elements, the moment the general kicked the air to take off the holy evil sword stabbed on his body.

"Boom~~~"

The earth shakes and the mountains shake.

Jing Ming's expression sank suddenly, it was too late to hold the sword in front of him to defend, the young man killed the general, and the overlord who was deducing the sand table did not rest, and instructed the cavalry to dispatch, when Jing Ming kicked the general away, the cavalry rushed to the front, the big head knife was cut down, and a blood groove of white bones was cut out in the young man's chest, and the young man caught a glimpse of another knife out of the corner of the young man's eye, and kicked the horse's calf, the cavalry fell to the ground with a bang, Jing Ming raised his sword and rose to the sky, taking a step.

The general who was kicked out by the teenager fell to the ground.

Half of his head collapsed, his spine bone was broken into three, and only a piece of skin was left hanging on his arm, and if it was a person, such an injury would have said goodbye to the world a long time ago, but he jumped up on the spot, and the injury on his body recovered at a visible speed, and it only took ten seconds before and after to recover as before.

Ten seconds was just enough for Jing Ming to overturn the cavalry and soar into the sky.

Ten seconds is enough time for the general to follow the sky, blocking the young man's body, he grabbed his hand in the air, and a bright silver spear appeared under the palm of his hand, the gun shook to the young man, the young man raised his sword to defend, the sword thundered at the place where the gun touched, and burst out of powerful energy, the young man leaned back in the upper half of the year, and the general seized the opportunity to withdraw the spear, and used it as a big knife to chop down, and the power of the two sides of the gun body was bursting, and the power was great.

The momentum in the young man's body became stronger and stronger, almost to the point of being ready to come out.

Forcibly stabilized his body, and while his body shook to dodge this fatal blow, he also gave the general a fatal blow, the sword wiped over his lower abdomen, and the sword body leaked out from the other end, directly killing this guy in two.

The emperor's big sleeves, who were deducing the sand table, waved and said in a low voice: "Qingshan is invincible." ”

Jing Ming settled down in one step, and got up again in another step, this is the tenth step, the moment his body took off, the momentum in his body completely exploded, and at this moment he was like a sword, an invincible sword, straight up to the cliff where the Emperor Wuwu stood.

"Immortal~~~"

The general, who had fallen to the ground and died in two, called softly in his mouth, his eyes opened again, his body was broken into two, and the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, and a pit appeared in the ground, and he flew up again.

Jing Ming only had the emperor on the side of the sand table in his eyes, who said that martial artists couldn't fly swords, his body kept a forward posture, and reflexively dropped the holy evil sword, and the sword light shuttled and hit the general's chest, and he who couldn't fly up impatiently pressed into the ground at an even more impatient speed.

Jing Ming landed in front of the emperor, grabbed him by the neck, and said, "You are nothing but a sword. ”