"A second-order war emperor, a war monarch, how long can you hold on in your own hands?"
Mirage Zun looked at Lin Hui and the undercurrent monk who were struggling to support in the sword spirit and laughed.
"Lord, hurry up and make a reservation."
As soon as Master Wanjianzong and his astonishment returned to the residence with Ye Hanxin, a disciple of Wanjianzong came up and said respectfully.
However, the frightened words stopped outside, stretched out their hands to hold Ye cold heart, and refused to let her go forward.
"look, this is your first lesson."
Since Master Wanjianzong asked him to teach Ye cold heart, it would be good from now on.
He just stopped Ye cold heart, glanced at the disciples of Wanjian Zong and Lin Hui, motionless.
"Yes."
Ye Hanxin responded and began to observe carefully.
"Mm-hmm."
The lord of Wanjianzong responded calmly, nodded, and turned his head and glanced at the thrill.
With the sound of miso, the sound of the blade unsheathing sounded.
The disciple of Wanjianzong suddenly drew his sword in his hand and stabbed him towards the lord of Wanjianzong.
"what?"
The disciple of Wanjianzong suddenly opened his eyes and could not believe that he looked at the tip of his long sword and stayed a few inches away from the lord of Wanjianzong, and it was difficult to save a penny.
"you shouldn"t have killed me this way."
The lord of Wanjianzong said coldly that the true yuan was put out, and he did not have to do it, so he shook the disciple of Wanjianzong and flew out.
The disciple of Wanjianzong fell heavily to the ground, and before a trace of groan could be sent out, he was shocked to death by the lord of Wanjianzong.
"is this?"
Ye Hanxin watched the disciple of Wanjian Zong fall to the ground and his body slowly changed into a demon clan.
"I have heard that there is a demon in the demon clan, which can be freely transformed into other races, and even the breath of merit can be changed. It seems that this is the kind of demon clan."
After the demon clan showed its original form, the remaining disciples of Wanjianzong no longer camouflaged and appeared in their original form one after another.
"I heard that this demon clan only obeys the orders of one of the four leprechaun, the magic father, I think it is called the army of fantasy."
Said the lord of Wanjianzong, and took another step forward.
"all of them are respect for war, and they are indeed elite."
The lord of Wanjianzong raised his hand, and the sword was in his hand, and the sword front turned around and blinked at ten thousand swords.
The demon soldiers answered.
With one move, the blood flows into a river.
"We should go. I"m afraid the real ten thousand Jian Zong disciples will suffer."
As he spoke in shock, he loosened his hand and took Ye cold heart, and went forward.
Although the elders of Wanjianzong assisted on the other side, the strength of the four lords of the demon clan was above the war emperor. unless he and the lord of Wanjianzong were there, they had little chance of winning one of the four honors of the demon clan.
"Mm-hmm."
The lord of Wanjianzong answered and expressed his approval.
The elders of her Wanjianzong all had war monarchs, which could not be said to be weak, but they were nothing in front of the four honors of the demon clan in the realm of the warring emperors.
"even if you want to stop me?"
The Phantom looked contemptuously at Lin Hui and the undercurrent monks, paying no attention to them at all.
"Don"t be proud of yourself, Fantasy. Today we will avenge the blood of hundreds of disciples of Wanjianzong! "
On both sides of Lin Hui and the dark flow monk, the four elders of Wanjianzong stood by the sword, and their clothes had been cut by the sword, revealing the wounds.
They gasped for breath, and in front of the cultivation of the realm of respecting the emperor, there was no room for them to fight back.
"so you *****s are hard mouths."
With a lovely expression, he said jokingly.
It is just that the elders of Wanjianzong and Lin Hui will not be deceived by this innocent appearance.
"Amitabha Buddha, why doesn"t the donor show the truth?"
The tone of the underage monk was still so compassionate, and he looked into the eyes of the Phantom, as if to see through his soul.
"that"s what I am."
The Fantasy Jump happily did not guard against the elders of Wanjian Zong and Lin Hui.
In this field of swords, these people are not a threat to him at all.
"Master, it"s no use talking about it."
The elders of Wanjianzong looked at the phantom father angrily, but they all remembered the hatred of Wanjianzong.
"the sword formula for protecting the Tao. Hate life! "
They shouted in unison, and the four swords came out together, flashing their swords and attacking towards the phantasy.
"it"s no use."
But Mianzun just lowered his head and shook it, and the sword spirit in the field of the sword came down like a torrential rain.
The elders of Wanjianzong had no choice but to stop the attack on Mirage Zun and concentrate on defense.
"Damn it!"
Lin Hui saw the attack of the four elders of the ten thousand swords fell to the air, waved a long gun, and went towards the phantasy.
"the spirit of heaven and earth."
This was originally Lin Hui"s own gun formula, and now it is the right time to use it.
"huh?"
Mirage Zun watched Lin Hui rush towards him in amazement, with a light cry.
Lin Hui that gun style, give him a kind of erratic feeling, under the sword gas, Lin Hui"s figure is incomparably **art, only three or two efforts have come to his face.
In the blink of an eye, the tip of the gun had pierced his heart.
"what?"
Not only Lin Hui, but also the four elders of the undercurrent monk and Wanjianzong looked at what was happening in front of them in shock.
The tip of the gun stopped a few inches in front of the phantom.
Mirage Zun reached out and grasped Lin Hui"s long gun and looked at Lin Hui jokingly.
"it"s a pity that you"re a good shot."
With a look of regret on his face, he held Lin Hui"s long gun and threw Lin Hui out at once.
"No matter how good the shooting is, it is still not enough."
He still looked at Lin Hui, who had been thrown out by him, and hurt by the air of his sword. Some of the embarrassed elders of Wanjianzong shook their heads.
"in the final ****ysis, it is just that you are not fighting for the blood feud of Wanjianzong."
As he spoke, the sword spirit in the field of swords suddenly stopped and converged towards his hands.
Countless swords overlap, and his injuries condense into a long sword.
"the illusion. There is light in it. "
As he spoke, he rushed towards the undercurrent monk.
"Don"t move the Ming king."
The undercurrent monk called out the golden light again and shrouded himself.
"it"s no use, Master."
Mianzun said, as if the sword had not touched anything, easily through the undercurrent monk did not move the Ming king"s body hood, pierced into the undercurrent monk"s body.
"my light is unstoppable."
Mianzun said, easily pulling out the sword, turned to look at Lin Hui and the four elders of the ten thousand swords.
It seems that he enjoyed the process of killing them one by one. With his absolute strength, he could have killed them all in one move, but he did not do so. Even that sword just let the undercurrent monk lose the ability to resist, but did not kill him.
"that"s it."
The voice of the Lord Wanjianzong came from outside the realm of swords, attracting the attention of the Phantom Zun to the past.
The field of a green sword spread from the feet of the Lord Wanjianzong, seemingly slowly, but swallowed up the realm of the sword in an instant.
"it seems to have gone too far."
Mirage Zun looked at the Lord Wanjianzong who had arrived, but unfortunately bowed his head and shook it.
His current strength is not yet an opponent of the Lord Wanjianzong, not to mention. He thought, and turned his eyes to the thrilling words next to Lord Wanjianzong.
The strength of this person is also unknown, and it is not wise to do it easily now.
"stop playing. Bye."
The magic father waved his hand lovelily, and his voice fell, and the figure had disappeared in the realm of the sword of the lord of ten thousand swords.
"Master, why did you let him go?"
Ye Hanxin went to the side of Master Wanjianzong and asked loudly.
"his real body is not here. He can"t stop him."
Startled words went forward and picked up Lin Hui and others one by one to heal them.