Heavenly Star

The strength of the sword makes Yan Zheng dare not use the power of the soul to fight hard, the speed of the sword makes him even hard to resist, but he can’t bring up the full force. In the eye, the blue meteor crossed, he already Innocent and more thought, a little heavy underfoot, a wolverine jumped far away, finally escaped the sword perfectly, but because of too hasty, did not stand firm when landing, but swayed back a few steps. URL

Hey!

The sparks splattered, and the sword slammed down like a falling meteor, completely immersed in the hard rock, known as the sacred rock of the gods, no more movement.

In the distance, Chu Jingtian’s hand began to hang down powerlessly.

Still some of the fascinating inflammation is taking a deep breath, rushing to the horror of the already lost sword, a few breaths have approached to the front, the hot air waves to his body cover. Chu Jingtian is not afraid, his eyebrows sink, and the same fists come out, and the real fists of Yan Zheng are firmly collided. This is a pure skill competition, without any fancy and opportunistic trails. The two of them, one of whom is over 70 years old, have five or sixty years of profound internal force, and the other is a young man in his early twenties. As a result... Is there really a second one?

A bang of the blast of the boulder, the hard rock under the feet of the two people suddenly appeared a fine crack, Chu Jingtian and Yan Zheng were also shaken out in the collision of power, it was evenly divided, no one occupied any Cheap... at least on the surface.

The shocks in the hearts of the strong have nothing to add. When the cold cliffs appeared, they thought that they had seen a strange and incomprehensible singularity, and this Chu Jingtian, like knocking a hammer in their hearts, let them Know what a true genius is.

The two flew away at the same time, and Chu Jingtianqiang pressed down the power and breath that became chaotic in the previous collision. The right hand extended and suddenly turned his wrist... Just now, he did not use the full force, but stayed The strength of the two-pointed sword.

And Zheng Zheng, a full blow, the former force exhausted, in the mid-air, it is difficult to give birth to the force, can only let the body fly backwards, waiting to land, just then, he suddenly felt a close approach Danger, when he perceives the source of danger, the gloomy cold wind is close to his heart, and the next second, you can wear it...

When the sword suddenly shot from the ground and greeted the body of Yan Zheng, nearly 100 pairs of eyes were simultaneously enlarged, and the other three elders of the Northern Emperor Sect suddenly stood up from the ground, but even if they wanted to rescue, they were completely out of reach. . How can people who are present not be aware of this? This is Chu Jingtian still retains some strength to defend the sword when facing the full blow of Yan Zheng. This is not only a kind of self-confidence, but also a kind of wisdom... just a pure internal force collision, It is not flat, but the fire is defeated.

This young man with a sword behind his back, most likely to be a descendant of the sword god, gave them a great shock again and again. Some of the strong, already full of confidence, to participate in this Tianchen Magic Wu Conference, I do not know whether it is shy and sigh, or to be pleased.

The back of the smashing sword, the situation of Yan Zheng is really a lifeline. In the emperor's room, the experience of the enemy in the past few years saved him again. He extended his left hand to the fastest and greeted the bitter sword wind. Suddenly, the sword stabbed straight into his palm, and Yan Zheng was trying to twist with the help of this slight anti-shock, and the body rolled in the air to the right...

With a bang, the sword pierced Yan Zheng’s left hand, and his body rushed to the sky, bringing a scattered blood star. Yan was squatting on the ground, lifting the left palm that was worn through a transparent hole, and the whole body was trembled by the unbearable pain. The website and his left waist, the clothes are drawn with a long mouth, as long as a few more points, you can hurt the flesh.

He knew that he had lost, and the elders of the Northern Emperor's precepts were defeated in the hands of a young man who was less than half his age. Not to mention the failure that he personally can accept. This is a great blow to the image of the Northern Emperor Supreme, the invincible and defeated image.

Then, even if he now admits to surrender, everything will not end. A pure and kind person has a strong killing, and the other party has violated his great taboos, which can be described as endless. In this case, Chu Jingtian, he has long ignored whether this game is a game or not.

"Sword God - seven seven kills!"

The low voice overflowed from the mouth of Chu Jingtian, and the sword also descended from the sky again... Different from the straight line of the "Flying Dragon's Wrath", it is different from the vertical and horizontal spurs of "the impermanence of heaven", "seven seals and seven kills" are in order There is a chapter of "chaos", with the seemingly chaotic swords blocking the direction of the target, and seeing the needles to be blasted, once entangled by the "seven seven kills", it is difficult to get rid of, can only do their best to avoid With resistance, there is no counterattack.

If at this time, Chu is shocked by the cold cliffs, even if he can't get rid of the entangled "seven packs and seven kills", he will immediately escape to 100 meters with his fastest speed, where is Chu Jingtian Yu Jian The distance that can't be reached, and then quietly return to the ability to hide the breath, find the opportunity to fight for Chu Jingtian. The wounds of Chu’s body are left behind, and therefore, although his strength is far from the cold cliff, if you want to fight for it, instead of fighting it, you may be more likely to be killed. The hand of the cold cliff.

"Seven seals and seven kills" came out, and Yan Zheng was dazzling in front of him. The front and rear sides were all shaking blue swords, and the swaying swords and swords also cut his body with a slight whistling sound. The left hand was pierced, and the pain of the big heart under the pain was a fear of the blue sword. He dared not resist, and quickly stepped back, but just stepped back, the swords of the front, left and right were simultaneously Disappeared, the rear suddenly came a little cold, his heart was shocked, suddenly short, the terrible blue mans almost attached to his scalp, with a cold wind brushed, let him burst into a cold sweat. He didn't feel the pain of his left hand, and he tried his best to cope with the sword in front of him. In his heart, he even had the idea of ​​yelling and losing.

In the hands of Chu Jingtian, his defeated body is incomplete. A hand is forced to retreat by his sword, and now it is a kind of extravagant entanglement with the sword. He has played countless martial arts masters in his life, and there are some masters who can defend the sword. But until today, he knows what the real sword is. He knows that the sword is so terrible. No matter the power or the ability to contain it, he is weak. Give birth to retreat and fear.

Hey... There is a blood trough above the right arm of Yan Zheng.

哧...... The neck of Yanzheng was scratched and slowly oozing.

Hey... add another wound on the right leg.

Oh...

Oh...

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The other three elders of the Northern Emperor Sect were black-faced, but they did not say anything, and they did not move. The elders who were the highest wives were defeated by a young man. They had already felt that their face was lost. If they shouted out or stopped, they would not be a laughing stock!

As the guide and witness of this competition, the Northern Emperor Sect was only the prelude to the beginning of the game. He never thought about winning all the time... but he should not be defeated in a young man who is not known. in. This is a variable that is beyond their expectation and makes them unacceptable.

Yan Zheng has been hit hard, but he is destined not to admit defeat (for he has just broken down on this person's partner, and it is normal to say that life and death in the game. However, Chu Jingtian obviously hated him very much, and he did not care whether he was a Northern Emperor. Anyone could see that he wanted to put inflammation on death. Yanzheng can die, but he can't admit defeat and surrender to the reputation of the Northern Emperor's tens of thousands of years.

The masters in the field were stunned in the shock and looked at Yan Zheng, who had been entangled in the flying sword. His left hand was seriously injured, and there was no reason to stop the blood. There have been more than a dozen blood tanks that have just been added to his body, and his movements have obviously begun to slow down. However, there was no sign of a weakening of the sword, and there was a dazzling sword shadow around him, leaving a blood trough on him from time to time.

Oh! !

A piece of leather was smashed and a sound came in. In the shadow of the sword, a blue light burst out again. It was different from the previous attempt to cut his neck. This time, it was from the heart of the square. The degree of connectivity has also increased significantly. Yan is suddenly sideways, but his body's flexibility and reaction consciousness is not as good as usual. Although he avoids the key points, his shoulders are still directly penetrated by the sword. The front enters, the rear comes out, the bones are broken, and they wear a Through the heart.

And the inflammation that endured tremendous pain is also reaching out to the right hand in this flash of lightning. He is caught in the sword of the sword, and he is in his own hands. Pulled out of his shoulder, the clothes on his shoulders were instantly reddened by blood.

The sword was taken away, Chu Jingtian did not see panic, his eyebrows sank and his hands waved at the same time.

A heavy mountainous force was uploaded from Yan Zheng’s hand, pulling the sword he had in his hand. Yan Zhengqiang endured the pain and condensed all the power into his right hand. He did not let the sword escape his control. At the same time, he quickly approached Chu to approach the Chu.

Chu Jingtian’s head has already produced a fine sweat, and the sword is very worn out. This is a common sense in the practice world. He stretched his hands and poured all his strength into the sword. He never lost a point: "Sword God - Sword is silent!"

Hey! !

On the top of the sword, the blue light suddenly rises, and a slight sword sounds, but it produces an extremely amazing energy explosion. Yan Zheng’s body was smashed, and the original right hand became vague and the sword was out of his grasp. One is to separate the sword, one is to hold the sword in the hand with all strength, the former is difficult, the loss is huge, I do not know how many times to the latter, Yan is still defeated. In the hands of Chu Jingtian, he was completely defeated.

Chu Jingtian did not have any signs of closing his hand. The sword rushed to the sky under his control, quietly suspended in the air, quiet, I do not know where the amazing swordsmanship is like crazy winds The rushing down, the entire falling cliffs are covered, let these masters all change.

"Swords of God - Silence!"

He has no extra words, no extra anger and expression, but his actions let everyone know how serious he wants to let him die.

The swords in the sky turned out to tens of dozens and then hundreds of blue swords in the blink of an eye. However, these swords are not simple illusions, but all release the chilling swordsmanship. Strong, profitable, let these masters standing at the top of the magic Wu are trembled. One of them is still the case, if all of them only attack one person...

And these release of amazing swords, all locked in only one person... inflammation is like a thousand blades at the same time on the throat, when the hundred swords appeared, he smelled the taste of death .

At that time, the sword **** Chu Yu was summoned by the "Sword Gods" in this "Sorrow and Death Light" to summon the boundless swords of the sky, shrouded the earth with the breath of death, and scared off the number of the windy national soldiers under the city. Wan Dajun. And this horrible trick was presented in front of them, let them feel the endless shock and fear that the winds of the year felt. Although, this is not comparable to Chuan’s swordsmanship in the past, but he is only twenty years old this year!

No one doubts that the fire that has been hit hard by the successive forces has not blocked the ability of this shocking attack... But if he really killed Yan Zheng, it would be equivalent to thoroughly provoke the Northern Emperor Sect, which is the genius of this Kendo. Said that it would be an extremely bad situation.

"It turned out that this stupid big man is so powerful." If the Yan Gong’s eyes are wide and black, he looks at the sky obscured by the sword shadow, and the pink lips are exaggerated.

"I originally thought that I could thoroughly understand his strength. Now I know that I am still underestimating him. His skill is not only under me, but also in the kendo. I don’t know what the realm of the sword **** is now, but based on his performance today, he will be the next sword god. Although I have the blood of the Northern Emperor, I can only go down the wind, he looks Not surprising, it seems to have no strength, but it is a real genius." Yan Gongluo also looked at the sky, feeling the amazing momentum, said in a low voice.

The three old people who came with Yan Zheng were all unable to sit still, and couldn’t help but want to rush forward. Only Yan Xi’s face was dull and lowered his voice: “Don’t forget the rules of Tianchen Magic Wu Conference.”

The three old men heard the words, and this stopped the emotions and clenched their fists.

If there is a reason for it, if Zheng Zheng does not destroy the cold cliff, this confrontation will only be his defeat in Chu Jingtian, how can Chu Jingtian give birth to him? However, even if Yan Zheng now disregards the face of the Northern Emperor Sect, Chu Jingtian will still try his best to kill him. Because he ruined his partner!

Yan Zheng is now almost a blood man, and the scars of the road are cracked again under the invisible momentum. His body fell to the ground, and under the pressure of the momentum, there was almost no strength to get up. He could only look at the shadow of the sky like a **** with a shrinking eye.

Chu Jingtian's arm sinks, the sword shadows, all tilted to the direction of Yan Zheng, the situation changes. As long as these swords and shadows fall, Yan Zheng will have no bones... In silence, no one has a voice, and no one has come forward to stop it, watching with all kinds of complicated eyes...

"...put...he... let... give me..."

A cold, low-pitched voice containing endless resentment, endless pain, and endless killing sounds like a **** of evil spirits. The cold wind blew, and people could not help but shudder. From the wind, they smelled the blood.

Along with the coming of the sound, an incomparably astounding wave of violent waves swept through them. These powerful people who had just been shocked by Chu’s “sorrow and death” were once again eclipsed. Murderous - murderous is invisible, but the murderousness of the stock that does not know where it comes from makes them feel like they are engraved on the face by thousands of sharp blades, and if they are heavily pressed against the chest by heavy stones, it is difficult to breathe. .

The blinking eyes turned to the edge of the cliff... the source of the sound.

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