Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 445: Three Great Tianjiao

Many Tianjiao frowned secretly.

The swords of the two sides were fighting against each other, which seemed to be evenly divided, but in fact, Hang Qiuyu lost.

The shocking sword in the hands of Hang Qiuyu is the perfect magic weapon.

Furthermore, Hang Qiuyu itself is the foundation of the eight veins, and the descendant of Shenhuang Island is only the foundation of the seven veins.

You can tell at a glance.

"With your patience, how dare you set foot on the continent and stir up the storm?"

Hang Qiuyu sneered, watching Su Zimo's eyes full of provocation, the sword swayed in his hands, and a faint sparkling wave appeared in the void.

"It's just that, it's enough to suppress you!"

Su Zimo laughed loudly, his blood was rushing, the sound of the tide in the body was roaring, he took a step, and immediately came to Hang Qiuyu, and the sword was cut!

There is nothing fancy, simplifying complexity, cutting it out with a single knife, tearing from the void, and with the power of the blood of terror, the sword is soaring and horrifying.

Hang Qiuyu also urged the blood veins, and the eight-pulse spiritual power broke out as much as possible. The whole person was like a sword with a sheath and a sword in his hand.

"kill!"

Hang Qiuyu persisted, and wanted to rely on cultivation as a realm to suppress, so he had a hard time with Su Zimo.

In the world of self-cultivation, Jianxiu is the most powerful self-cultivation among people.

The sword collided in midair.

Jian Qi and Dao Mang swallowed each other, and Mars was shooting.

In the middle of the two, Reiki suddenly fell into rage, cut into pieces by sword qi and swordmang.

Hang Qiuyu's sword is extremely powerful and sharp.

And Su Zimo's knife is fierce and uncast, magnificent!

when! when! when!

The sword kept striking in the air.

The sword is dazzling and the sword shadows are dazzling.

This is completely a fight of strength, without too many skills!

Su Zimo's eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and he was more brave, and he laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, okay! You can pick me up for $ 10, but you have some skills, come again!"

Su Zimo seemed to be tireless. After such a fierce confrontation, his strength continued to increase!

Tart! Tart! Tart!

Every time Su Zimo stepped on the ground, the ground would tremble, and the momentum would rise with it, and the sword would become heavier.

Every blade is cut, it seems like a huge wave is coming out, crushing the sky and the sun!

Hang Qiuyu has put away the initial provocation and looked dignified.

Under this shock, he had felt a numbness in his arms and was dizzy for a while.

This is a sign of exhaustion!

"This man's physical strength is like a bottomless pit. Why is there no limit?"

Hang Qiuyu secretly scared.

Fighting like this again, within ten swords, he will show defeat!

"It has to be changed!"

At this point, Hang Qiuyu's eyes flashed a determination, his wrists trembled, the sword trembled, and a burst of sword light burst into the air, suddenly erupting.

A little bit of cold mang flew at his face, flashing dazzling brilliance.

This is the move in "Oversword of the Sword", which stimulates the opponent's eyes with sword light, so that the opponent will appear briefly blind, thus revealing a fatal flaw.

It is a pity that Su Zimo's eyes glanced over a strange light, and the eyes were magnificent, like two bright stars in the night, bright and deep, without being affected at all.

Cut it out with a knife, breaking through the layers of cold mang, and hit the sword body of Jing Hongjian.

when!

Hang Qiuyu was shocked, Jinghong sword almost let go.

After seeing this scene, the monk who watched the battle next to him frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "This knives have extremely strong eyesight and hearing, and their mind is as stable as a rock. It will not affect him. "

Many Tianjiao were surprised.

All the people in the room thought secretly that if they were exchanging themselves and facing King Kong's anger and lion roar, they would be unable to bear it. This descendant of Shenhuang Island would not be affected?

"The situation is wrong."

Zixiao sent Ao Yuxiao with a serious look and bright eyes. She had already seen the situation and said suddenly: "Hang Qiuyu is going to lose."

On the battlefield.

Hang Qiuyu's face was gloomy, and he kept on retreating.

On the contrary, Su Zimo's sword light became more and more prosperous, pressing harder and harder, covering the figure of Hang Qiuyu.

With such a battle going on, the two sides will be able to separate the victory and defeat without making ten moves!

Huh!

Suddenly, a sound of breaking air sounded, captivating.

Purple gas comes from the east.

Seven purple air burst through the air, collided together in the void, and condensed into a huge purple long sword.

Zixiao sent Ao Yu Xiao shot!

After all, Shenhuang Island is isolated from overseas, and rarely set foot on the continent. Its influence in the field of cultivation is far less than that of Jianzong.

What's more, after all, Jianzong is one of the nine schools of Xianmen.

The Zixiao Pie is one of them.

The purple sword lashed out at his face, concealing an overwhelming coercion, such as the emperor coming in person, the sword being aggressive, Su Zimo had to stop his body.

If he continues to hunt down Hang Qiuyu, he will be stabbed by the purple sword. Even if he does not die, he will lose half his life!

Su Zimo's expression was indifferent, it seemed that he had already expected this scene.

Su Zimo retracted the knife, turned his blade, and used the vortex in the set sea roll.

On the long sword, a twisting force was sent out, and it was chopped on the purple sword.

The purple sword was shaken and almost hanged. Su Zimo's figure was swaying, his body was agile and light, and he landed on the ground.

Hang Qiuyu got a respite, and finally got out of his body, already wet with sweat, breathing slightly, standing side by side with Ao Yuxiao, forming a corner angle, and confronting Su Zimo.

"This is the battle between Shenhuang Island and Jianzong. Your Zixiao faction is one of the immortal gates, regardless of the morality of the rivers and lakes. How should you deceive?"

Ji Fairy originally set her breath to heal the wound. When she saw this scene, she could not help frowning and questioning loudly.

"Right now is the battle of the Emperor's Palace, where the morals of the rivers and lakes come from."

Aoyu was expressionless, waved back to recall the purple long sword in the air, and said lightly: "The descendants of Shenhuangdao dare to set foot on the continent, and we must be prepared to accept the challenges of the major successors!"

"Why nonsense, you have to fight, even if you are one!"

Su Zimo laughed loudly, carrying a long knife, stepped forward, the knife light skyrocketed, even covering Ao Yuxiao and Hang Qiuyu both!

With one enemy and two, even dare to take the lead!

Many of Tianjiao's hearts were stunned.

"So bold!"

Overlord Palace Pang Yue's eyes flashed slowly.

"There is courage, it is still unknown whether to survive." Yun Yuzong Shang Guanyu sneered slightly.

The white feathers of Shuluozong were gloomy, and his eyes were always on Su Zimo, not knowing what he was thinking.

On the battlefield, the sound of the tides in Su Zimo's body grew louder and louder. The thunder was rolling like thunder, the blood was amazing, and the breath was long.

After more than a dozen rounds, Su Zimo, with one enemy and two opponents, could still have the upper hand, suppressing Hang Qiuyu and Ao Yuxiao!

Their faces became extremely ugly.

"The two Taoists are not panic, the little monk is here!"

The monk who had watched the battle originally watched the situation wrong. He held Jin Ling in his left hand and Jingang Pestle in his right hand. He shouted and joined the battlefield!

This is almost the two strongest Tianjiao under the immortal and the Buddha!

(End of this chapter)