Myriad Dao Sword Venerable

“This Yan is acting, why do you have to gesticulate and roll!”
　　
See Chen Yuan shot, Yan Changfeng coldly snorted, Shuguang Sen cold, a handle of bronze Ancient Sword appeared in the hands, sharp sword qi instantly swallowed out, screaming to Chen Yuan himself.
　　
“you!”
　　
Chen Yuan immediately changed his face. I didn’t expect Yan Changfeng to be so domineering. Instead of obeying his dissuasion, he directly shot him.
　　
Yan Changfeng This sword has no mercy, sharp and boundless, and tyrannical, so Chen Yuan does not dare to take a nap.
　　
His palm seal, which had hit the Buddha Demon great hand seal, hit this sharp sword.
　　
“what–“
　　
On the other hand, the Buddha Demon great hand seal smothered it to the center of the palm, and then suppressed it, and the screaming immediately screamed and was pressed to the ground.
　　
“bang!”
　　
Earth shake, Buddha Demon great hand seal directly on the bluestone street, the entire ground is violently shaken.
　　
However, on the bluestone street, there is an invisible power barrier that counteracts the formidable power of the palm and the ground is still smooth.
　　
But with a blood mist, it exploded from the Buddha Demon great hand seal.
　　
A crystal ball rushed out of the fingertips and rushed into the sky, with the enchanted Divine Soul.
　　
“God gods trust?”
　　
Yan Changfeng was surprised, he pointed out, a monster colored sword light rip apart the void, rushing to the crystal ball.
　　
“Ah! Chen Yuan Young Master save me!”
　　
The crystal ball was immediately violently screaming, full of panic, his god was hiding in the crystal ball, moved towards Chen Yuanchong.
　　
“No one can save you!”
　　
Yan Changfeng sound ice-cold, killing intent is difficult to extinguish, blood colored sword light resplendent eye-catching, running through Heaven and Earth.
　　
“Stop! Let’s stop!”
　　
Chen Yuan was not as peaceful as before, and suddenly screamed, his body was swaying, and a paper fan flew out of his hand. The picture was painted with a mountain river, a divine bird fierce beast, and Dao Sound.
　　
The paper fan floated, turned into a sky, and turned into a treasure, which grew a river of life, with a rich life essence, and moved towards the crystal ball rolled over.
　　
At the same time, a mountain of God flew out and fell to the blood colored sword light.
　　
“I want to kill people, you can’t help you!”
　　
Yan Changfeng cold, bloody pupils, the steep sword shadow.
　　
Perfection Realm Sword Intent, Nine Heavens Unusual Phenomenon blooms together.
　　
“Hey!”
　　
Countless sword shadow and sword light rushed out from Yan Changfeng within the body, Void’s sword cry 铮铮, sword light and sword shadow merged into countless lightsabers, sharp and boundless, vertical and horizontal.
　　
Tens of thousands of lightsabers surround Yan Changfeng.
　　
“kill!”
　　
Yan Changfeng was scornful, and the bloody light locked the magic, and a beam of light broke out, detonating the Void around the magic.
　　
Then Yan Changfeng thought about it, and the light sword surrounded by the whole body turned into a sword qi torrent, rushing to the crystal ball hiding the magic Divine Soul.
　　
“Ah!”
　　
The fascinating Divine Soul trembled fiercely, and the aggressive cutting edge made his Divine Soul sore, as if to separate himself.
　　
“hong long !”
　　
The sword tide smashed the crushed mountain, the countless sword light, densely packed, and the horror of the scene, so that countless Heaven’s Chosen was scared on the street.
　　
Densely packed sword light, hiding the sky and covering the earth, while the mountain is flying, not only cutting the mountain.
　　
“hong long !”
　　
The mountain is cracked, and countless rocks fly to all directions.
　　
But this is not a real rock. It was smashed by Yan Changfeng sword light and immediately returned to its source. It turned into a force of stocks and flocked to all directions.
　　
“咚dong dong! ”
　　
The sword tide is turbulent, and the impact of the smashing is the respect fan.
　　
The treasure fan violently vibrated, the glory of the treasure, the crystal ball of the shelter, the fascinating Divine Soul screamed, and his heart was upset.
　　
“enough!”
　　
Chen Yuan angered, his face became gloomy, staring at Yan Changfeng’s pupils, there was a cold glow.
　　
“How do you want to stop?”
　　
Chen Yuan took a deep breath.
　　
Yan Changfeng expression Indifference: “You better not show me the killing intent, otherwise this person is your end!”
　　
Yan Changfeng is pointing.
　　
A tiny blood colored sword light is added to the so-called sword tide.
　　
The treasure fan, which was already overwhelmed, suddenly shook, Baoguang was washed away, and the sword tide rushed, shrouded the crystal ball.
　　
“peng!”
　　
A clear sound, the crystal ball exploded on the spot, the magical deity exposed, looked at Chen Yuan, issued a desperate cry: “Chen Yuan Young Master, save me…”
　　
Chen Yuan did not go to see him, looking at the gloomy staring at Yan Changfeng, set in the air.
　　
Not saving, it is powerless!
　　
Yan Changfeng’s strength is beyond his imagination.
　　
In addition, the magic has been shrouded in sword tide, and Chen Yuan has great ability and cannot be rescued.
　　
The screams of desperation and despair are drowned in the Teng Teng Sword Tide.
　　
“shua shua Shua!”
　　
Wiping out the magic, sword tide in the midair a roundabout, moved towards Yan Changfeng rewinding back, surrounded by Yan Changfeng, fluttering, rolling up a gust of wind, Yan Changfeng head like a waterfall.
　　
The street suddenly became quiet.
　　
Heaven’s Chosen from all walks of life was shocked by Yan Changfeng’s series of blood-killing methods.
　　
Previously strong suppress and kill Wang Rui, it has already made many people move, my heart is shocked.
　　
Originally, everyone thought that when Wang Rui was killed, the strength that Yan Changfeng broke out was already his full strength. I did not expect Yan Changfeng to have reservations.
　　
A life-saving Heaven’s Chosen, who is even stronger than Wang Rui, was so dead in the hands of Yan Changfeng.
　　
What makes many people move is that even Chen Yuan did not stop Yan Changfeng from killing the magic.
　　
Chen Yuan, this is one of the few known seed-level characters among the many Heaven’s Chosen who entered the Path of Blood Refinement.
　　
Such a character is naturally worthy of the attention of other Heaven’s Chosen in all major circles.
　　
Some of the Heaven’s Chosens present were recognized by Chen Yuan.
　　
In addition, the people in the restaurant were equally astonished and quiet.
　　
A few people just now came back to his senses, and they all rushed out, came to Chen Yuan, looked at Yan Changfeng, and the expression was not good.
　　
They also never thought that Yan Changfeng had such strength, not only defeated the magic, but also in the face of Chen Yuan, will be strong and powerful suppress and kill.
　　
Moreover, Yan Changfeng’s sword tide has broken the defense of Shanhe’s fan.
　　
“You actually killed the magic!”
　　
The calm man in black dragon robes has a low voice, and the ice-cold dawn locks Yan Changfeng.
　　
“Hey, Chen Yuan Young Master, you are watching the magical people killed, not showing your Eight Desolates * God fist, killing this person, revenge for the vengeance?”
　　
That alluring woman twisted the snake waist, the vocal enchantment, smiley hook.
　　
“To shut up!”
　　
Chen Yuan glanced at her, whispered, the tone was cold, and there was a strong killing intent spread.
　　
He reached out and beckoned, and summoned the mountain river community that had been retired by the sword tide.
　　
“It is he who killed the magic, what are you mad at me?”
　　
Alluring woman. Chen Yuan did not care about her again. In the hands of the Shanhe Society, the fan re-distributed Mengmeng Baoguang, and a strong breath of bloom, no more to say, volley, stepped towards Yan Changfeng.