The extreme sword intent triggered the atmosphere of slaughter, Yue Tian's eyes widened, and he looked coldly at the thousands of troops in front of him, "The opponent of this seat, is it you lonely souls and wild ghosts?"

The Sword Emperor invited to fight, which of the hell Dao ghost cultivators dared to speak, for a while, the army was silent, and when his heart trembled, suddenly a flower appeared in front of him, and the sky had disappeared in front of him, but turned into a brilliant golden shadow, crossed the line across the air, and appeared on the top floor of the platform. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Or is it you who are the opponents of this seat?"

The majestic sword intent is faintly waiting to be released, and where the sword intent is headed, it is the blood of the six evil destruction and the three great masters of the Shura Dao!

The Sword Emperor stands on a high platform, and the high platform seems to be elevated, giving birth to a sense of majesty like Mount Tai, and the more the sky is like the king of Mount Tai, although it is on par with the Yin Wei and others, but the momentum is like a condescending emperor, looking down on four people.

Sensing the Sword Emperor's indifference, the blood slaughter shouted angrily, "Arrogance!", and then with a flick of his wrist, the newly obtained "Destruction Gun" was like a snake spitting out letters, and a thousand gun shadows rose in his hands, and each **** gun was extremely powerful, and the people of the Six Realms secretly praised the Shura Dao Master for his courage and fearlessness, and then shouted: "We are many of us, and we are afraid that they will do something, so everyone will go up and kill them!" The people of the Six Realms responded one after another, and then rushed to the Buddhist cultivators in the middle, and the battle of the earth-shattering battle began.

However, the blood Wansheng knew that the reason why he would fight that shot was not because of the courage of the newborn calf who was not afraid of the tiger, but because in the face of the cowardice of the strong, although Yue Cang did not glance at him, he felt that his nerves were subjected to this invisible oppression, like a bow full of strings, which was finally difficult to bear, the string broke, and the gun came out.

Fortunately, the Shura Dao's exercises focus on fighting to nourish the war, and the more you fight, the stronger you get, with thousands of gunshots in an instant, each blow surpasses the previous one, and the bloody battle intent is also raised layer by layer, and the flames are burning, but again-

Cool down!

Before the tip of the gun, Yue Cangqiong's hands did not move, his feet did not move, and his body was steady, but it seemed to be covered by an invisible barrier, sharp and fast, like a rainy gunshot, blocked by the air cover, and the sword emperor could not be injured in the slightest, only bursts of pale golden ripples on the air cover, and the blood could not help but be shocked.

Although he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he had already heard that the Golden Sword of the Firmament stunt was the most fierce, domineering, and offensive swordsmanship in the world, but he didn't expect that the Firmament could actually be used as a defensive position by refining hundreds of steels into softness, rigidity and softness, and the golden sword could be used as a defensive position so tightly

But at the time of crisis, it is the moment that can reveal the essence and potential of a person, although the blood is shocked, but then a long shout, lift the spirit, rely on the method of Shura Dao battle cry to pull out the battle spirit, at the same time, thousands of guns, all kinds of changes condensed as one, into one, into a simple and unpretentious shot!

The simple trajectory, the blood and the spirit of killing are in one shot, full of the meaning of indomitable and dominating the world, and the hole passes through the qi wall in front of the firmament

"Dao Master, danger!" Blood Qianqiu's voice was shouted when the Blood Ten Thousand Killing Fang made a move, but at this time, he spit out all the words, and the original afterthought turned out to be like a prophecy, revealing the future.

"Not bad. "The blood ten thousand kills broke through the past full force shot, and only exchanged for the sky and whispered a praise, and then saw the Sword Emperor stretched out a hand, lightly holding the blood ten thousand kills thunderous shot, the blood ten thousand kills suddenly felt that the destruction spear had taken root in the opponent's hand, and he couldn't pull it even if he fought hard.

And then, the Sword Emperor lightly lifted the tip of the spear and said, "Let go." ”

The end of the spear suddenly rose up, as if an unsubdued dragon was about to get out of his hand, but he gritted his teeth and pressed the weapon, and under the wrestling of the two, the destruction spear had been bent into an arc, and before long, the blood was loosened and provoked by the tail of the gun, and then it was reversed to the ground under the elasticity, and it was smashed to the ground, and a mouthful of blood had time to spit out.

"Sword Emperor, please stop, Shura Dao has no intention of being your enemy!" "Blood Qianqiu knew that the Sword Emperor was difficult to beat, and he wanted to let Yin Wei and Yan Shiyuan take the lead, but he didn't expect that his nephew's skill was the lowest, and he couldn't withstand the oppression of the sword intent in the sky, so he had to move. While pleading with his mouth, he turned into a war halberd, and rushed with the strength of a landslide and tsunami, although this blow was a rescue, but the power of the explosion had thrown away a lot of blood.

Yue Cangqiong saw that the blood was smashed to pieces, and he didn't want to pull his hands, secretly praised his hard spirit, and saw that the blood Qianqiu was fierce and powerful, and then his eyes flashed, and Lang smiled: "Okay! You have no intention of being an enemy of this seat, but this seat intends to find you to try your moves, such an opponent is worthy of this seat to use the sword!"

Yue Cang threw away the blood, and even smashed the gun on the wall behind the high platform, and no longer paid attention to it. At the same time, it is like a sword, stabbing straight forward, saying that it is a moving sword, but the world knows that the golden sword is sharp and incomparable, and there is no need to borrow foreign objects, and the Sword Emperor himself is the sharpest sword!

"Boom", the Yue Cang Sword pointed at the crescent moon of the war halberd, the thunder struck, Fang Yuan was shocked, but the blood Qianqiu was numb by the blow, and he took three steps back, stepping out of a big pit with each step.

Seeing that the Sword Emperor took the next sword, he was even more pleased, and with a light stroke of his two fingers, several brilliant golden rays burst out from his fingertips, and the sword intent filled the audience. It is the unavoidable mastery, the golden sword.

As the first master of the Shura Dao, even if it is difficult to defeat the power of the Sword Emperor, he will not be defeated with one blow, showing a slightly thin and thin figure, with a simple and heavy war halberd, but there is a feeling of complementing each other.

Taking advantage of the fact that he could still support it at this time, Blood Qianqiu gritted his teeth and said, "Daoist Yan Lord, Ghost King, what are you waiting for, help quickly!"

"Okay!" Yan Shiyuan replied, staring at Shang Ying, who had just invited him to fight, and was rushing towards him at this time, his expression was generous and fearless, like a brave general on the battle array, and said loudly: "Blood brother, don't worry, leave it to me over there, Lingxiao Sword Sect Shangying!

Immediately, the figure flew up from the high platform, countless rings flew out of the sleeves, and the rainstorm hit the flying Shangying.

Seeing that Yan Shiyuan clearly did not dare to be the enemy of the Sword Emperor to face Shang Ying, but he still looked like he was relieving your worries, Blood Qianqiu was so angry that he scolded in his heart, and almost lost his mind, and retreated in defeat under the golden sword.

"Uncle. I'll help you!" Although Blood Wanju was thrown a few times, the Sword Emperor did not regard him as an opponent, and the second was that he practiced the Shura Dao Exercises, and his physical strength and resistance far exceeded that of other masters of the same level.

The uncle and nephew of Shura Dao have the same skills, and the tricks are also in the same line, and they have their own tacit understanding at this time, and they strive to fight for the best sword in the world. One spear is like a blood python, tumbling and dancing, and the other is a halberd moving like a wild dragon, with strength and horizontal, and the fierce wind carries the red blood gang that escapes from the road, centered on the place where the blood and gold touch the mang, and shoots in all directions in an explosive situation, where it passes, the ground is cracked, and the wall is broken, except for the surrounding of the ghost.

The Yin Spirit had been sitting on its seat, and even though it had become the center of the most dangerous warband, it still sat upright with its eyes down, as if the whole person was one with the seat. Only when the exuding qi burst into his body did he attract the talisman ghost qi to block it. made his surroundings a square circle, and it became a situation completely isolated from the outside world.

It's not that he doesn't want to move, he doesn't dare to move, but just in order to get out, he detonated the ghost mirror, which has caused his soul to be injured, and then he received Ji Fengming's full punch, and the injury was even more serious, and it was just a matter of meeting ordinary opponents, but the firmament in front of him, although he had never met, but that body that contained both the sword and the domineering temperament of the emperor had made him feel oppressed, and at this time he had to squeeze the method of potential to accelerate the recovery of the injury, in order to reach the strongest state as soon as possible.

At the same time, other battlefields are already deadlocked.

The place where Shang Ying and Yan Shiyuan fought was high in the sky, Shang Ying's long sword was swung, causing a chill, and the endless ice and cold air caused the surrounding temperature to drop sharply, the ice and snow flew, and even the air condensed like a steep mass, and the long sword in his hand was even more chilly than the cold current, attacking Yan Shiyuan, vowing to avenge the disfigurement of his lover.

Yan Shiyuan had a distraction and couldn't concentrate on coping, so he had to take a complete defensive position, trying not to lose, countless rings flew up and down, colliding and colliding, blocking a series of icy sword qi, making bursts of pleasant sounds like water splashing streams, the two of them had similar skills, Yan Shiyuan was on defense again, and it was difficult to solve.

And under the high platform, there is a big scuffle, the front row of righteous path cultivators formed a formation to block the surging ghost flow, and in the rear, there are many trapped Dao people who have been rescued, because they know that they have the Yuan Devouring Ghost Mist in their bodies, so the cultivators who came to the aid this time have made full preparations, and a total of ten cultivators have been divided into special poison repellents, at this time, pills, charms, and silver needles are used together to help them recover. Among them, the most eye-catching is the Heavenly Maiden Ling Xin.

But seeing the Heavenly Maiden Jingrun with her palms together, her elegant face is pious and holy, a lantern like a white jade with a shape like an epiphany floating in the air, and the vast true qi of the Heavenly Maiden Ling Xin is infused into the epiphany lantern, and the epiphany lantern shoots out bursts of milk-like pure and holy and soft white light, and more than a dozen people are illuminated in the light at one time, and the ghost qi that sleeps the veins of the trapped tendons seeps out from the pores like black smoke under the illumination of the light, but after encountering the light, it is immediately burned with a "hiss" The sound of the qi dissipated and became invisible, and as soon as the ghost qi disappeared, these Daoists immediately became vigorous and vigorous, and rushed forward with the blade magic weapon, looking at this poison expulsion efficiency, the Heavenly Maiden Ling Xin alone was worthy of everyone else

Ji Fengming led the aura of the heavenly array to dry up, and at this time he was in command, Ying Feiyang, Xie Lingyan, Zuo Feiying and others were also injured, and they each breathed, but Zhang Running rushed to kill the most ruthlessly, the dragon and tiger swords flew vertically and horizontally, harvesting human lives, and the Heavenly Master Seal turned into a grinding disc in the sky, and collided with several six evil exterminators at the same time, but they still had the upper hand.

In fact, in terms of the number of combat power, the six realms still have an advantage, the number of cultivators is more than double that of the Daomen, and there are thousands of ghost troops for the Austrian aid.

But one Dao Sect shot out angrily, the momentum was like a rainbow, and the second was that the ghost prison was about to collapse, and the ground where the Six Dao people were standing was destroyed by the Sword Emperor's sword qi again, and most of it had collapsed, and many ghost troops fell to the lower layer, and the remaining ghost cultivators were forced to huddle together because they could not have many places to stand, and the formation was difficult to unfold, so although there were many people, they were tied hands and feet.

Because of the stalemate of all parties, now, the key to victory or defeat is still on the high platform.

On the high platform, the Sword Emperor stood still in the sky, pointing at the sky, and the sword intent rushed into the sky, shocking the earth.

"Take this move 'Sword Extreme Emperor Law' again, and I can spare your lives today. Yue Cangqiong's voice was calm and calm, obviously still not doing his best.

As he spoke, Chongxiao's sword intent condensed and formed, turning into thousands of brilliant golden lights, illuminating half of the gray sky in the ghost world, and then, a sharp golden sword light fell from the sky!

The uncle and nephew of Shura Dao had no time to speak, they looked at each other, they had a tacit understanding, the blood ten thousand killing skills were urged to the extreme, the red eyes flashed with bloodthirsty brilliance, standing forward, the destruction spear pointed obliquely at the sky, as if declaring war on the sky, and the blood Qianqiu praised behind the applause, the majestic true qi was infused into the body of the blood ten thousand killings, and the "Shura battle qi" of the same vein was compatible with each other, and the destruction spear rose into the air and turned into a three-headed and six-armed Asura. Shura's complexion is red, his hair is like flames, his arms are evenly divided between the sun and the moon, and the other four arms each hold a blade, roaring at the sky, and the fighting spirit is blazing!

In the next moment, the extreme moves broke out, and ten thousand golden sword qi fell from the sky, so gorgeous that they could not be seen.

And Zhan Tian Shura raised his blade high, and his huge body swept the raging storm, rushing straight into the sky, and the four blades slashed down together, directly shaking the Sword Emperor's peerless style.

"Boom" There was a deafening roar like thunder, and the Zhantian Shura finally lost the enemy's extreme sword, turned into a Dao scarlet blood qi and dispersed, and the destruction spear spun down and plunged into the ground, and then turned into a blood light and re-entered the heart of the blood ten thousand slaughter eyebrows.

The two uncles and nephews of Bloody Qianqiu and Bloody Ten Thousand Slaughter were impacted by the airflow, and at the same time flew upside down like cannonballs, crashing straight into the Yin Spirit sitting on the seat.

Seeing that he was about to bump into a place, suddenly, the Yin Spirit had one eye, the qi rose sharply, and the surrounding Yin Wind suddenly rose, condensing into two huge ghost hands, resisting the retreat of the Shura Dao and the two of them, and then splitting their palms, sending the two to the side, and the Yin Spirit slowly got up from the seat, standing upright, and the gray imperial robe embroidered with the Ten Thousand Ghosts Hell hunted and flew under the yin wind, as if opening the picture of hell.

The dark eyes of the dark night stared coldly at the sky, and said awe-inspiringly: "Ignorant junior, if you crash into my car, you will fall into hell forever and repent of today's crimes." Then he stood up with one palm, clenched his fist in a false hand, and pulled out a long skeletal knife made of white bone from the palm of his hand. The desolate bone evil blade pointed diagonally to the ground, but the miserable aura of heaven and earth had surged towards the sky like a wave.

"I?" The Sword Emperor laughed and sneered infinitely, "Before the Sword Emperor, he dared to call himself 'I', your title needs to match your strength!"

The king of the sword, the king of the ghosts, the winner of life and death, all this battle! )