Universal Sword God

"Ok?"

"what?"

"This Jingyan can actually take Wei Zhenzhi's magic weapon sword to perform a sacred sword?"

After Jian Jianguang dissipated!

Yan Nianlan, Liu's parents, and so on, everyone's face is extremely wonderful.

Wu Jingyan was not killed directly? Jing Yan, actually took the blow?

Although it seemed a little bit embarrassing when resisting, it really took the blow!

"This jingyan is simply an inexhaustible talent! If I did not feel wrong, he should be the cultivation of the congenital early realm. And the weapon in his hands is only a top-notch magic weapon. The martial arts he performed, although powerful, But that should be the top grade martial arts sword-cutting swordsmanship! "Said an elder in an astonishing tone.

The others also nodded.

Today, the shock of this young warrior named Jing Yan is really too big. If it were not for the first time, who would have thought that a warrior who was less than 20 years old in the early days of the congenital period would have the ability to compete with the warriors who had been trained for nearly a hundred years in the late days?

Incredible!

Unbelievable!

Everyone in the Wei family looked extremely ugly.

You know, Wei Zhenzhi, but their entire family, the most powerful warrior! And the most powerful warrior hit a shot, actually, did not be able to kill the opposite small animal?

how can that be?

Wei Zhenzhi, in the dim eyes, a vicious look spread out.

Slap him, take a breath and sneer.

"Small bastard, you really do!"

"Actually, I can take the first form of my sacred swordsmanship! Well, I want to see, how many swords can you take me!" Wei Zhenzhi, a low voice, echoed over the entire performance martial arts field.

"Fight the sword! The second style!" Wei Zhenzhi whispered.

The magical instrument in the hands of the sword, the sword light is even more, the red sword awn, forming a terrible red horse.

Wu Jingyan didn't say anything. He knew that he was very dangerous at this time.

When fighting against such a powerful warrior, a slack, he may fall into a state of no avail, and there is no chance to make up for it.

"Boom!"

The martial arts of the two men collided in space for the second time.

This time, Jing Yan was even more embarrassed than the first time. Even though he had already faintly felt the flaws of the sacred sword technique, Wei Zhenzhi's vitality was too strong, and Wu Xuewei's blessing could be immensely vast.

Wu Jingyan's new sword-cutting swordsmanship is not inferior to the best martial arts, but Jing Yan's own realm is still low, compared to Wei Zhenzhi, two realms.

I do n’t have a weapon, Jing Yan is really very bad.

"噗!" Under the impact of the huge force, Jing Yan spit out a bit of blood under his control, and his internal organs trembled slightly, with hot pain all over his body.

After seven or eight steps, Jing Yan was able to stabilize his body.

Pouting blood from the corner of his mouth was startling.

However, Jing Yan's gaze was still staring at Wei Zhenzhi. In those eyes, there was no fear, warfare, still extremely high.

"The second sword was also taken. However, it should be injured!"

"This battle, Jing Yan, is destined to die in the hands of Wei Zhenzhi. Alas, it's a pity. It's a pity. My Liu family, if there is such a genius, my Liu family will definitely give the family strength, and at all costs Keep him! "The old Liu parents shook his head fiercely, just sighing that the Liu family did not have such a genius.

"Yes……"

Many people are regrets from the heart.

Everyone can see that this second sword is already the limit that Jing Yan can bear. Below the third sword, Jing Yan is impossible to take over again.

Moreover, there are three styles of sacred swordsmanship. One is stronger than the other.

Wei Zhenzhi, this is the second form, and there is a more terrible third form.

Wei Zhenzhi, his eyes were reddish slightly, which meant something crazy.

"Take me two swords!"

"Little hybrid, your name can be spread all over Duanyang City! But under my third sword, you must die! Little hybrid, take the sword!" Wei Zhenzhi's gray beard and long hair fluttered fiercely. Up.

The vitality of the whole body condenses around the body, as if an inflatable balloon expands and opens.

给 "Here! Me! Dead!" Wei Zhenzhi growled madly.

At this moment, Jing Yan did not resist as before.

His figure, quickly ran up, actually rushed forward towards Wei Zhenzhi.

"Is this kid asking for death?"

"It seems that he felt he couldn't stop the sword, so he took the initiative to die!"

"Haha, dare to come to my Wei's house to make trouble, I don't know if I live or die!" There are members of the Wei's family, who can still laugh and laugh at them.

似乎 He seems to have forgotten that just now, the first director of their Wei family, the best genius of Wei family in recent decades, died in the hands of Jing Yan.

Wei Jiuhe, the chief of the Qiang tribe, flashed joy in his eyes.

Because Jing Jing's move is indeed trying to die.

For the two previous swords, Jing Yan successively performed martial arts to stand up to Wei Zhenzhi's attack. And this time, he will be difficult to practice martial arts in Mercedes-Benz, he can perform martial arts at most once. So, what is he not asking for death?

"Haha, little hybrid ~ www.readwn.com ~ Do you think you will do this, and I will keep your whole body? I said, I want you to smash 10,000 corpses and I will do it. Roaring hard.

"boom!"

Xun Xin's sword-cutting sword technique collided with Xuan Shen's sword technique.

Wu Jingyan's body was completely submerged in Jianguang. The black sword light was quickly dissipated by the red sword light.

Everyone, staring at the terrible sword light. They all know that this red sword light will twist Jing Yan's body into pieces as well.

I was indeed, dead without a dead body.

Wu Jingyan's figure was looming in the red sword-mang. It looks like it is constantly being pushed by huge forces.

However, only Jing Yan himself knew that he turned his body up and down, which was under his control.

Relying on the first magic skill of the sky, Jing Yan can sense that there are some areas where the attack strength of the sword's sword is weak. Jing Yan is constantly dodging, avoiding the strongest point of attack and hiding in the weakest place. In this way, his new sword-cut swordmanship of the Moon Sword can barely compete with the sword-sword swordmanship of the Divine Sword.

Of course, this is not the purpose of Jing Yan. Because, even if he can resist for a while and continue for a while, he will still die in the Sword Technique of God, and he will eventually die without a whole body.

"Old man, do you think you can kill me?" Jing Yan was in the sword and a slow voice came out slowly.

"Ok?"

Wei Zhenzhi, eyes fixed. Others can't see it real, but he can see it very clearly. The corner of Jing Yan's mouth is actually showing a strange smile.