I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

"Group sword array!"

Zhao Siming shouted.

Six swords formed a special position, and a strange sword array began to form.

All the blood people who are close to the scope of the sword array are all split into two halves by the fierce sword.

The blood man is very fierce, even if the sword can be horrible, it is still attacking the sword array.

On the side of Sun Yuluo was pitifully excluded again by Tian Jianzong disciples, but he still struggled to kill the blood people, and at the same time looked for opportunities to smash the Mandawa Shah below.

An Lin released the Suzaku's sacred fire body, and the blood man who rushed toward him was not nearly close to the 100-meter range, and it completely melted into a blue smoke and dissipated.

He rode his big white and held his throat, so he looked at the swordsman who was struggling not far away.

Although the sword array is very powerful, it can temporarily resist the attack of the blood man.

But when everyone was tired, in the face of a steady stream of **** attacks, after killing tens of thousands of blood people, they appeared flaws.

A male repair was torn open by the blood man, and the blood splashed.

"what……!"

"Yuan Tian!"

A steady stream of blood, carrying a dangerous breath.

Not long after, there was another blood man who penetrated the heavy sword light, and made a shocking blood mark on the slender thigh of Xue Shanbai!

Xueshan snorted and continued to hold on.

The number of blood people is so desperate that they can only keep swinging their swords.

In less than a minute, the six monks were injured in addition to Zhao Siming who had returned to the virtual world. Sun Yuluo also suffered a lot of injuries, but still insisted.

At this time, Zhao Siming suddenly cut his wrist, blood attached to the blade, such as the blood dragon hovering, the sword momentum skyrocketed, the breath suddenly rose to the middle of the virtual!

"Escape! I will cover you!" Zhao Siming shouted.

He held a blood-stained sword and fell against a place where Anlin came.

This place is closest to the periphery of the bloodline and is the best escape direction.

An extremely powerful sword mans traversed the sky, and all the blood people in front of him were smashed into blood, and a temporary safe passage appeared in front of everyone.

"Brothers!" The disciples looked at Zhao Siming with a red eye.

Even Anlin couldn’t help but look at Zhao Siming.

The five disciples did not hesitate to fly to the path that the swordsman had crossed.

Zhao Siming used the secret method to make the repairs skyrocket and clear the way for everyone.

"What are you doing? You flee with them!" Zhao Siming suddenly shouted.

"Don't worry about me, I can protect myself." Sun Yuluo also stayed with Zhao Siming to clear the way for the same disciple.

Feeling the escape of the crowd, the mandala dance on the ground moved more vigorously, and the blood man rushed toward them more madly. This is a bloodthirsty place. Whenever there is a desire to escape, their offense will become even more fierce!

The situation became extremely dangerous, and even Zhao Siming was injured because of distraction for the other disciples to fight for escape. The monks of the Tianjianzong desperately fled, and the dangers were born.

This is a dangerous move. I can't find a way to break the line. They have to risk their lives and force them out of the big battle!

"Snow Shan Shijie!" A disciple exclaimed.

I saw a dozen blood people, and at the same time rushed to the tall woman, the speed is as fast as a red shadow.

Xue Shan’s face changed slightly, and the sword blade was used to draw a ball net of swords.

But suddenly, a **** man was smashed by the blade, and a sharp squeak broke out.

"Not dead?" Xueshan's face changed.

She saw that the blood man was attached to a layer of enchanted armor, and the blade was on the armor, just tearing a gap and not completely killing the blood!

The blood man opened his mouth and smiled silently, his hands turned into a sickle to harvest life, and fell unrelentingly! At that moment, Xue Shan was so beautiful that I couldn't have time to do anything to avoid it!

Finished...

I am going to die in this terrible place...

This is the only thought in her heart.

But in the next moment, the blood man's movements solidified in place.

Just when Xueshan didn't understand what was going on, the blood man suddenly cracked, and the body, like what instrument was cut, became a very well-balanced thousand segments, scattered from the air.

"Hey, it's all obsessive-compulsive illnesses made by cooking. To kill a mob, you have to cut it into diced meat, and cut it evenly..." A sigh of helplessness sounded.

"An...Anlin!" Snowshan exclaimed and exclaimed.

In front of her, there was a figure of a man, it was Anlin!

The blood people are still rushing to them, but they are not close, they have been transformed into thousands of paragraphs, and none of them can be close.

Xueshan knows that this is the speed at which Anlin is out of the sword and has exceeded her perceived limit!

"An Lin shot!"

"He saved Snow Master!"

"Does the hero save the beauty..."

A scream of exclamation sounded, and the disciples of Tian Jianzong looked at the complex complex.

"Don't run, as a sword fairy, you should never go back, never retreat." An Lin's voice faintly came.

A disciple said: "Don't run? Can't beat, don't run, go to die without going forward?"

"Speak lightly, don't run with the ability, use your mouth to talk about who won't? There are hundreds of thousands of fierce blood people~www.readwn.com~ If you don't run, what swordsmanship, still Not to be killed by this killing?" Another disciple also said.

The horror of this killing has gone far beyond their imagination.

The dense blood of the blood can not see the end, the rich blood and death breath makes it difficult to breathe.

It is hard to say whether they can escape smoothly. Is it positive? I am afraid that I have not lived too long!

"Well, I will let you see what is called a real sword fairy!" An Lin laughed and took a blue necklace from the ring and threw it into the air.

"There are too many blood people to kill? I am blunt, all the blood people on the field are not enough for me to kill!"

As the words of Anlin fell, the blue necklace turned into a blue hole.

The people have not reacted to what it is, a terrible sword, and instantly enveloped the whole world.

If you say that the swordsman they used to wave is a drop of water.

So now, from the blue hole, they feel a whole ocean!

Funeral Sword Chain: A space energy attack weapon forged with the sword and the stars as the core. The dead flying sword can be absorbed into the necklace and released after being stored.

The stronger the master's sword is, the higher the realm, the more terrible the power of the flying sword.

Nowadays, the burial sword must be chained, and there are tens of millions of dead swords. Each sword is passed through the sword of Anlin, and it is nourished by the gold system. The color!

How terrible its power is, even Anlin can't estimate it!

During the time, the dense golden flying sword jumped out from the blue hole.

Thousands of golden flying swords gather into a rushing river.

A rushing river gathers into an endless golden ocean!

All of this happened in an instant.

The sword is full of the sky, flying sword into the sea!