Heavenly Monarch of All Times

Above the sky, the two figures are opposite each other, igniting the wind and thunder.

Everyone below looked at the two figures, their eyes trembled and their expressions excited.

"You said, is the master brother an opponent of this guy? How can I have a bad feeling?"

Although He Han’s brother is the same as the master, his strength should not be as good as that of the master. However, the brother of He Han was defeated by the wind, indicating that the wind is far from the strength of He Han brother. With such a contrast, the master's brother won't be a big winner. ""

This wind is away from the ghost cliffs. It is a nameless generation that does not show the dew. If even the master is not his opponent, then who can we count on?烽

The disciples of Tian Mingzong whispered, although they really hope that Wen Lun can win, but reason tells them that Wen Lun has no chance of winning.

On the other side, several warriors with grimace masks looked at Wenlun and the wind. "

Unexpectedly, the strength of the wind from this kid is so strong, it seems that this time we are a bit redundant. ""

Brother Su is right, knowing that the wind has such strength, we don't have to come. ”

"It seems that the so-called 烽天三杰, but it is nothing but its name, and the strength of the sacred sect of the sacred ancestors, but also wants to hold a selection of heavens, it is a self-deprecating."

These warriors are the disciples of Ghost Cliff, and they are among the third generation of Ghost Cliffs. They are ranked in the top ten.

There is even one person who ranks in the top three among the third generation of Ghost Cliffs. The strength is terrible.

The reason why they are here is to ensure that this challenge is a sure thing.

Ghost Cliff has been raging in recent years, and it has a tendency to rectify the sacred world. It will never allow any sect to block them at this time. "

Let's go! "In the void, Wenlun's hand Xuanjian fell down, and suddenly the sword was filled with air. It was as wide as a fog, and instantly covered the space of tens of thousands of meters."

Enchantment! "The wind felt like a strong sword in the wind, and I couldn't help but frown, but I didn't care, but I smiled coldly. "This is the environment of Wen's four senses, but it is. ”

Wen Jia is a kendo family. The disciples of the tribe have cultivated a set of ancestral swords, and they have four swords.

Before the long time, Wen Jia had once become a swordsman of the seven sacred circles by virtue of the four senses and four robberies.

However, the four senses and four robberies are different from the ordinary swords, not only for the martial arts talents of the warriors, but also for the military to have a strong martial arts.

Because of the four senses and four robberies, only with the power of life, can a powerful force erupt.

The Wen family and the wind ghosts are the world, so the wind is no stranger to the four senses and four swords.

The wind has also seen it before, and the seniors of Wen’s predecessors fought against the four senses and four robberies. It was only at that time that he was too weak to understand the mystery of the four senses and four robbers. this

At the time, the experience of the four senses of the four senses of the four senses of the sword, the wind is a feeling, the rumors of the four senses of four robbers, but also Err.

"Hurricane!" Wen Lun whispered, Xuanjian swept out, and the sword slammed out, suddenly a powerful force that was incomparably powerful, and the unique enchantment of the four senses, even in a piece. Rolling the waves, directly rushing toward the wind.

The wind squinted slightly, and the feet were lightly pressed. The figure flew back hundreds of meters, and then the figure was changed. The whole body seemed to become soft as water, and took a strange dance step in the air. This

At that time, outside his body, a layer of faint cover such as water mist was condensed, and the flow was not limited.

The water mist cover looks unusual, but it is easy to block the oncoming waves. "

Wen Lun, is this your four senses? "The wind between the understated to resolve the powerful offensive of Wenlun, can not help but sneer: "If you only have this strength, it is too disappointing." ”

Wen Lun is cold and low, but not angry, but keeps himself calm. he

Knowing the horror of the Eight Winds Ghost Dance, so take the lead in one step, want to get the first opportunity, suppress the wind. but

He did not think that the eight winds and ghost dances in the four senses, can even release such power, so that the wind can be easily handled. under

The crowd looked at the fog of the sword above the sky, and they could not see the figure of Wenlun and the wind. They were very anxious.

The four senses can isolate the perception of the outside world. At this time, only a few people with special perception ability can see the battle in the four senses. Nie

The eyes of the demon are open, the eyes are heavy, and the heart is a little nervous.

This battle is very important to Wenlun and more important to the martial arts. Therefore, Nie Tian does not want Wenlun to lose. Such as

If Wenlun loses, it is not only a heavy blow to him, but also a great impact on the majesty of the whole life. test

Think about it, the chief disciple of the sect of the sect of the sect, but even the disciples of others who are not in the stream can not beat, is this sect, is it necessary to join? Do not

Nie Tian has already made the worst plan. If Wen Lun loses, he will accept the challenge of Ghost Cliffs as a disciple. he

It is the Emperor of the Emperor of Heaven, but at his age, he can only be regarded as the third generation of disciples. and

And his strength and realm, accepting the challenge of Ghost Cliff, is also very suitable. First

After the awakening of the ten lifelines, Nie Tian has not really fought a battle. It is a good opportunity at the moment.

In the blink of an eye, Wen Lun and Feng Li have already played dozens of tricks. number

In the ten strokes, although Wen Lun has been attacking and has always taken the initiative, Nie Tian has seen that the situation is becoming more and more unfavorable to Wen Lun. wind

It’s clear that it’s a wait-and-see opportunity. "

Nie Tian, ​​you don't have to be too nervous. This kid named Wen Lun is not an idiot. He has been so aggressive and is looking for opportunities. At this time, the sound of the little fat cat sounded, and said with a smile: "The deity observes that the two men are about to win the game. The last move is to see who is better at grasping the timing." Nie

The sky was so light that he nodded. on

At this time, among the four senses, Wen Lun’s figure suddenly stagnate in the air, and then hovered in the air like a sword.

"Good opportunity!" The wind was seen, the eyes shook slightly, and the heart excitedly sighed low, then the figure moved, turned into a black man, whistling like the wind, hiding the past.

"Four feelings are silent, and the heart is like water." Wenlun faced the sudden attack of the wind, but closed his eyes directly, and the whole person seems to have entered another state.

"Looking for death!" The wind is very fast, and the corners of the mouth are squirming and cold, and the opening is: "Eight winds and ghost dances, the wind is killing!"

The killing of the wind is the fifth style of the Eight Winds Ghost Dance, and it is stronger than the cold night!

Wen Lun stood quietly in the same place, motionless, as the old tree was calm. under

For a moment, a black mangling passed, and Wenlun’s body trembled, and a blood spurted out. on

At this moment, Wen Lun's tight eyes closed, his mouth opened, his mouth twitched, and he read the silent words: "Four robbers, heaven and earth are silent, silent sin!"