Dominating Sword Immortal

If the battle between the kings is fierce, then the battle between the senior warriors can only be described by human life, and basically thousands of people die every moment, just half an hour. Within this number, the combined number of deaths and injuries on both sides has exceeded 200,000.

"The emperor breaks the fist!"

A large piece of red-yellow boxing shots, all the demons in the boxing force burst into tears, and the punch is not someone else, it is Jing Ao.

After Ye Chen’s people have been promoted into life and death, Jing Ao’s Li Xiaoyun and others are invincible existences below life and death. Today, it is the third peak of the life and death porch, and the strength is not weaker than ordinary life and death. How many kings, she alone, killed nearly a hundred devils.

"This woman is too arrogant and joins her to kill her."

The strength of Jing Aozhen has attracted the attention of the masters of the Mozu. In a short while, there are seven dead people in the realm of heaven and earth surrounded by Jing Ao, the seven realms, in fact, the real realm and Jing Aozhen, However, due to the suppression of the rules of the real world, it fell to the first priority of life and death.

"kill!"

The seven magics teamed up to attack Jing Jing.

With arrogance and enthusiasm, flying sand and stone, and extravagant battles for dozens of rounds, Jing Aowei killed five devils with absolute strength, but he was also kicked by the two remaining demons. The ground fell.

"Magic fist!"

The people who are good at boxing have exhibited the Mozu martial arts, and they punched the head of Jing Aowei.

Hey!

Just then, an invisible screen blocked the fist.

Not far away, there are two people, one is Li Xiaoyun, and the other is his girlfriend, the sacred saint. Just now, the sacred saints formed a protective cover with thoughts, so that Jingao would be saved from death.

"Jing arrogant, don't care."

While talking, Li Xiaoyun's figure flickered, and the iron fan in his hand morphed into countless afterimages. He screamed, and the body of the demon who had just chased Jing Aozhen was torn apart. As for the other Mozu, it was broken by the mindful awl of the sacred saint. Head.

"Thank you!"

Jing Ao screamed fiercely. In fact, if it was too expensive, the seven devils could not threaten her.

Li Xiaoyun sighed: "We are not enough to kill. The Mozu, whether it is average strength or long-lasting combat capability, must far exceed us."

On the side of the real world, it seems that there is a million army, which is equivalent to half of the Mozu, but the real strength is not estimated to be less than one-third of the Mozu. Among the Mozu, the lowest is the mid-star period. This is still the effect of being suppressed, and the warrior of the real world is the lowest in the early days of the star. Perhaps the real world warrior can make up for the gap with the advantage of martial arts, which can be extended with time. Everyone is a little tired, and the real yuan consumes a lot, completely inferior to the Mozu above their level of life.

"Then keep killing!"

Slightly calmed down the breath, Jing Ao smashed his body and swept away to the place where the Mozu had the most.

"The ecstasy, maybe we will die, but in the last moments of life, with you, I am satisfied." Li Xiaoyun looked at the sacred saint.

The sacred virgin touched Li Xiaoyun’s face. "Me too."

In the process of killing the Mozu, the sacred saints have no snacks. From time to time, they turn their heads and look at the sky. In the heart, they say: Why not come, fast!

"Sword Snake!"

"Jianlong array!"

"Big Dipper Seven Stars!"

On the battlefield, there are a group of people who are very eye-catching. They are the people of the Dust Swords. Their individual strengths may not be very strong, but they can arrange the sword array and kill the enemy with the power of the sword. Among them, the sword The snake array needs thirty-three people to work together. The sword dragon array needs forty-two people, and the most powerful big bucket seven-star sword array requires forty-nine people.

At first glance, there are more than a dozen sword snakes, seven sword dragons, and two swords in the Big Dipper. With the sword array, they can often use one enemy two, one enemy three, no matter how many demons. The tribes will be crushed by the power of the swords, and they will be invincible. There are even a few demons who are responsible for the first realm of life and death. They also die under the Big Dipper.

"A very good sword array, with this array, the dusty swordsman is famous in the world, sitting in the name of the first sword."

Many warriors around the world looked at the dusty swordsmen. In the past, although the Dust Swordsman was famous, it was a leaf dust, and Ye Chen was one person, so it was worthy of a leaf dust. In the ordinary six-category gate, there is now a sword array, even if the leaf dust is not there, the dust swords must also be the top six products.

"This should be the sword array created by the sword king Ye Chen! Only he is so shocked and brilliant, and the martial art is carried forward, not only limited to swordsmanship."

Some people guessed.

"The dusty swords are really used.

In one of the Big Dipper's sword arrays, the people who arranged them were all repaired by Linghai, and Ye Tianhao was the eye. At this time, Tian Hao smiled at Shen Yuqing.

"Unfortunately, the more powerful Eight Diagrams extermination swordsmen can't be arranged." Shen Yuqing's brows have been wrinkled, they have no disadvantages here, but many other people have died. The Dust Swordsmen also have three sword snake arrays and a sword dragon array. Break through.

"The Eight Diagrams of Extinct Swords, even if there is a dusty explanation, it is too esoteric."

Ye Tianhao sighs that the foundation of the Dust Swordsman is still too shallow. If you give them ten years, the comprehensive strength of the Dust Swordsman will surely multiply. If it is a hundred years, the strength of the Dust Swordsman will increase by ten times.

"Forty-two!"

"Forty three!"

Although Zhang Haoran is a person who has fallen into the dust of the sword, his path has already been fixed, so he does not practice the sword, but only kills him with a pair of flesh.

"Lin Qi, how many have you killed?" Far away, Zhang Haoran’s voice passed to Lynch’s ear.

"Fifty!"

With a knife open the opposite body of the three demons, Lynch continued: "It is now fifty-three."

"Good guy, I think I have to work harder."

Zhang Haoran’s fighting spirit has not decreased, and he and Lin Qi are not pure competition, but they have forgotten their fatigue through competition.

"Oh, die!"

Killing Lu Shaoyou's six-star demon king, the invincible, the splitting of the Emperor and the Emperor and the Emperor did not stop him. After a while, they were killed on the spot.

By this time, there are only more than two hundred kings in the real world, and there are still more than 700 demon kings in the Mozu, and the gap has tripled.

the other side.

puff!

The sword is worn out, and the old man of the demon with six-star power is finally unable to continue to drop blood and regenerate.

"It's finally dead!"

Ye Chen, who fought with the Troll Emperor, sighed a little, before he was about to kill the old man, but at the crucial moment, he was smashed by the troll emperor, letting the old man escape and recover. After coming over, Ye Chen continued to display the nine-nine swordsmanship, chasing the old man of the Mozu, and letting him escape hundreds of thousands of miles away.

"Even if you kill one or two more, what is the use?"

The troll emperor's offensive was like a storm, and during the period, he did not forget the confidence of using words to fight the leaf dust.

"At least we haven't lost yet!"

Leaf dust tried to block the attack of the troll emperor.

"Then you look at everyone and die!" The trolled emperor's eyes are very cold. To be honest, the real world can be spelled out now, and it is somewhat unexpected. But since it is now, it is not. It is necessary to think of other things. The Mozu has more than 700 demon kings, enough to crush the king of the real world.

"Is it really going to die?" I couldn't help but look at the direction of Ye Chen in the direction of the Dragon God Temple. Xu Jing, Sister, don't come here, but when.

Endless void, with a spherical space.

expensive!

Sorghum's dragon snoring, spray

o, the force of the space in the void seems to condense.

The next moment, a golden figure swept out from inside the spherical space, as if it were golden light.

"Ye Shiti, I am coming!"

A supple long hair, a golden robes, Xu Jing at this time, the eyes are all golden, the face is smooth without any flaws, and there is a hint of golden halo in the white, full of emptiness for the void. The terrorist power, anyone standing in front of her, has a very small feeling.

Hey!

The golden light flashed, and Xu Jing disappeared without a trace.

Looking at the sea, a messy, tide-like shadow, from time to time, leaving behind the endless blood and wreckage, the tragic atmosphere, the whole real world can feel and hear.

In the vagueness, everyone on the battlefield seemed to hear a loud scream.

They don't take it for granted. They think it is an illusion. They have been very tired since the war. It is normal to have hallucinations. It is also a good thing to die in hallucinations. At least it will not be so painful.

expensive!

The dragon screams ten times higher than the previous ones continue to ring.

"No, this is not an illusion, it is a real dragon."

A lot of morphing monsters feel soft on their knees, which is the instinctive reaction of the lower person to the superior.

Rumble!

Endless golden light broke out, the whole sky, as if it had become golden, blood cloud condensed into a blood cloud, a huge and long-awaited golden figure swam quickly, seemingly slow, but in the end, the blood cloud They have been dispelled and annihilated. When the sky is clear, the huge figure has disappeared.

"That is a dragon!"

There is a devout light on the face of the demonized beast, and the dragons are all coming to the war. They are afraid of life and death.

On the ocean near the sea of ​​hope, the kings are constantly stifling. Basically, every king of the real world has to face three demon kings.

"Death without regrets."

Yan Fengfeng smiled on her face. Now, she has killed six demon kings. It is enough, and the body is burning with a blue flame. Yan Fengfeng is about to die.

boom!

There are thousands of miles long, and the dragon that blooms in pure golden light swam over. How fast is her speed, which cannot be described. When Yan Fengfeng returns to God, the surrounding four devils have completely disappeared, as if they never existed. Over.

This kind of scene happened frequently, everyone saw it. A dragon shuttled between them. In a short period of time, dozens of demon kings died under the impact of the dragon. How strong the dragon is, they don’t know They only know that the ability to kill, even if it is Ye Chen and the troll emperor can not match, just that thousands of years of body, can scare people.

Ps: Chapter 2, around ten!