The sword is full of infinite feasts, the atmosphere is stagnant, and the only two heavenly gods and soldiers in the sword evaluation meeting appear together, and they face off for the first time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Feng Ming, listen to the sky out of the sheath, the glow is brilliant, the sword of the pinnacle of the world is merged, the cold light is shining, and the sword light is like a wave.

The battle between the two powers, the sound of the sword is sonorous, and the two swords that continue to clash with each other compose a brilliant and pleasant sword sound, one by one, one by one.

"Sword Eight, Emperor Sword"

The opponent can know that the temptation is redundant, and Mu Changge's shot is the ultimate move, the emperor's sword is in the world, full of dazzling gold, the sword light is cut down, and the void is separated.

Lin Yuzhen swung his sword to block the move, and with a violent shock, the emperor's sword shattered, and the phoenix broke through the air, slashing the former.

"Sword Nine, God's Domain"

The phoenix-shaped sword qi attacked, the shepherd chief sang softly, the sword intent around his body spread, the divine domain appeared, and the void of the main hall collapsed for no reason.

The criss-crossing sword qi annihilated the phoenix sword, and the sword intent was endless, and it continued to slash the king in front of him.

Lin Yuzhen stepped forward, instantaneously, avoiding one heavy sword light, and then condensed the Yuan Gathering Force, the phoenix roared brightly, and a sword destroyed the Divine Domain.

There was a violent shock, the divine sword fell, and the divine domain could not bear the extreme power, and it collapsed and dissipated.

"Nine Days of Phoenix Dance"

Injured and not wanting to fight for a long time, Lin Yuzhen Jiyuan got started, a thunderous body, a figure swept out, and the sword danced with him.

Like a king like a shocking king, his moves are getting faster and faster, and Mu Changge blocks two swords, one of the swords, and is the first to be injured.

"Sword Ten, Zhu Xian"

Sword Ten appeared, full of murderous aura, and the powerful and abnormal stone sword phantom fell from the sky and fell into the world.

Lin Yuzhen was condensed, the thunder on the Fengming sword was vertical and horizontal, the sword light was on, and the sword was hard to kill.

A splash of blood, his arm was dyed red, Lin Yuzhen did not retreat but advanced, the sword broke through the world and cut off the former's protective sword qi.

Mu Changge took a half step back, and above his left shoulder, a sword wound appeared, and blood oozed out, soaking through his clothes.

"Seriously injured, and with such combat power, the name of King Qi is really true"

Mu Changge waved his hand to seal the injury on his shoulder, looked at the king in front of him dressed as a man, his expression became serious, and he listened to the sharp edge of Tianque, and ten thousand sword qi rose to the sky.

"It's Sword Eleven"

During the banquet, Ning Chen's expression froze, and he was about to decide the victory.

The sword eleven came out, the sword qi was endless, the ultimate moves of the world were flawless, and the sword qi passed, and the sky and the earth were destroyed.

After waiting for a long time, Lin Yuzhen drank softly, and her body instantly exploded to the limit, her true anger rushed to the crown, and her long hair flew away.

The figure that disappeared in an instant, reappeared, and it was already in the sword rain, and the thunder was extremely strong, blocking one after another sword qi, and the figure that kept moving forward quickly approached the sword man in front of him.

"Ugh"

The sword entered an inch, the blood overflowed, and seeing the success, the injured Mu Changge raised his hand and grabbed the blade of the Fengming sword, and the divine sword was immediately restrained, and it was difficult to score half a point.

"Sword"

"Twelve"

The sky shook, a dazzling and abnormal sword light coiled out, the sword was extremely extreme, and the majestic and incomparable power spread, outside the battle situation, one by one the strong men on the sword suddenly felt their hearts sink and it was difficult to breathe.

The sword that surpasses the limits of the world, heaven and earth are difficult to bear, and pieces of void collapse in response, turning into nothingness.

Lin Yuzhen's eyes were shining brightly, and Zhenyuan was strong, wanting to block the move.

Suddenly, a change arose, a heavy blow to the body, and a series of battles, Lin Yuzhen's internal injuries exploded, instantly dispersing the condensed true yuan.

"Poof"

Blood spurted out, staining her clothes red, Lin Yuzhen's body staggered, and she didn't have time to resist.

In an instant, while sitting at the table, the figure of Ning Chen, who had been paying attention to the battle situation, swept out, his left arm raised, and his flesh and blood blocked the divine sword.

"Knort"

The sword light slashed down, dazzling and dazzling, and Tingtianque, who couldn't be recruited, stood on the former's left arm, bringing out the blood of the waterfall.

Click, a piercing cracking sound sounded, and on Ning Chen's left arm, a broken arm guard appeared, and after the sword twelve, the crack was even more serious.

The next moment, the arm guard disappeared and disappeared into the former's arm again.

"Sword Venerable senior, I'm sorry"

Ning Chen looked at the person in front of him and said apologetically, "King Qi is my friend, I can't watch her have an accident."

It was rude to meddle in a duel, but he had no choice.

Mu Changge frowned slightly, waved his right hand, put away Tingtianque, and said lightly, "Don't take it as an example."

"Thank you, seniors"

Ning Chen saluted respectfully and thanked him.

Without further ado, the shepherd stepped into the table and returned to his place.

"In this game, Tianfu Sword Zun wins"

On the main seat, Mei Wuxian spoke, looking at the former's injured left arm, his eyes flashed, and in the next game, the ninth son of Momen had to face the White Feather Sword God, but before the battle began, the hand of the sword had already been injured, which was really unwise.

In front of the banquet, Ning Chen took Lin Yuzhen to his seat and sat down, without saying anything, and walked back directly to the table to greet his opponent.

During the banquet, the white-clothed white-clothed sword god stood up and walked to the front of the seat step by step.

"In Xia Ningchen, ask Mr. Bai Yu for recruitment"

"Please"

The white feather sword god has his head in his head, his right hand is held weakly, and the right side of his body is manifested in the clear sky, the sword is not out, and the frost is all over the sky.

Ning Chen was calm, Tai Shi appeared, and after a moment, the sword moved.

In an instant, the flames spread, the sword light was horizontal, and it was as fast as death.

The White Feather Sword God's footsteps did not move, his body kept moving, avoiding one sword light after another, and the sword intent became heavier and heavier without being unsheathed.

On the feast of swords, the sword of heaven, and the style of unsheathed is the way of the sword.

The evaluation of heavenly quality came from his mouth, so Ning Chen knew better than anyone else the terrifying swordsmanship of the person in front of him, and he became more and more fierce between the swords, and tried his best to suppress the opportunity to make a sword.

The cyan sword, the red flame, the phoenix speed, and the famous sword of the Daomen complement each other to fight the opponent at the peak.

"One Style, Soul Stay"

Ten strokes of confrontation, the white feather sword god froze, the sword came out, the elegance in an instant, a sword reflected the snow, and the gods and ghosts left their souls.

The sword is out, the sky is open, the divine sword passes through the gap, and the extremely fast sword that has no time to react is tempered thousands of times and becomes a sword of its own.

"Ugh"

A sword approached, half an inch into the body, Ning Chen snorted in his mouth, Feng Xing was extremely fast, and withdrew ten zhang away.

The blade of the sword was separated from the body, blood gushed out, staining the red clothes, a stunning sword, martial arts knowledge like Ning Chen, and he couldn't avoid it.

There is a sky outside the sky, there are people outside the world, the martial arts in the world are broad and profound, no one can fully comprehend it, get one, cultivate to the extreme, it is enough to win the world.

The White Feather Sword God, who specializes in one piece, simplifies the supreme to the strongest, and retains the soul with a sword, which amazes everyone present.

"Those who accept my trick without losing their combat power, in a hundred years, you are the first person, the ninth son of Momen, people in the world say that you are good at scheming, but, looking at your sword, it is by no means a small generation, come on, let me see your real ability, prove that I am not wrong"

The face of the White Feather Sword God was serious and abnormal, the sword intent around his body was coiled, and his powerful cultivation was not disguised at all, the peak of the true realm, the only one on the sword, the strongest of the strong, and his strength was fully displayed.

Looking at the person in front of him, Ning Chen's expression gradually condensed, he must get the position of chief, before that, let him fight to his heart's content.

One step out, the phoenix flames soared into the sky, and in the blazing flames of burning, the four elephants borrowed their strength, the phoenix returned to their ancestors, and Ning Chen's long black hair turned blood red in an instant, and he danced wildly hunting.