A blazing sword light suddenly appeared!
This sword light is so amazing that it attracts the attention of all monks.
It is this sword that is too fast.
Passing in a flash.
No one can see this sword clearly and come.
No one can see the trajectory of this sword clearly.
No one can see where this sword is going!
But everyone felt this sword!
Sword light suddenly gathered away
The battlefield suddenly quieted down
The atmosphere became a little weird.
Cut the heavenly sword and live in the footsteps of Tianjiao.
Eyes become a little dull.
After a short pause, the sword in his hand fell to his throat and a thin blood stain emerged, which became bigger and clearer!
Poof!
A cloud of blood and fog spewed out.
Duan Tianjian Zong Tianjiao fell flat and has fallen!
The arrogance of the heavens is in vain!
Many monks looked around looking for the sword man.
There are not many sword repairs in the northern region.
Can threaten to cut off the heavenly sword, cultivate such horrible swordsmanship, and cultivate swordsmanship is even less.
TaBaFeng and Mu Shuang stared at a man in black in the crowd with a complicated look, some shock, some surprise and more confusion.
The man in black walked out of the crowd step by step with a dark scabbard sword in his left hand.
The man in black looked around and his eyes seemed to have some holes. He seemed to focus slowly and said, "If you want to kill him, pass my sword first!" "
Chapter five hundred and sixty-seven DuGuJian
Su Mo doesn’t know the swordsman in black.
It’s not for nothing that this person wants to help him.
But the swordsman in black once felt extremely dangerous!
Just that sword also confirmed his feelings.
That sword is too fast.
Duan Tianjian zong Tianjiao died on the spot without even having a chance to release the vision of then!
"Where is crazy!"
"Hum! It’s this beast helper of Shenhuang Island, and maybe it’s also a beast! "
There is a monk’s eye in my humble opinion. There is no identity token around this black swordsman’s waist. I don’t know where it comes from, but I don’t know what to do.
Seeing Su Mo fall, that is, maybe how many treasures are born, and the eyes of all the tianjiao are red, which meeting will stop there?
"What storms can this person turn up together?"
A friar called for a preemptive strike.
If the first person makes a move, there will be a second one.
More and more monks come out.
Moments of spiritual force surge across the road in the virtual sword light is dazzling like an arrow at the battlefield black swordsman!
The black swordsman’s right hand seems to move slowly and fall to the black hilt on the left.
Just as the swordsman in black holds the hilt in his right hand, the whole person’s breath suddenly changes!
The original wandering eyes suddenly condensed like two sharp-edged swords.
To the Godsworn, these two glances are all full of flames.
Several monks screamed and closed their eyes at once.
Unfortunately, it is too late.
These monks’ eyes are dripping with two scarlet blood, which is shocking and frightening!
Even a few people are blind at a glance!
"What a powerful vision!"
Su Mo’s heart is fiercely protected.
He has got through his eyes and cultivated a pair of demon eyes with strong eyesight.
Even Kongoji, a Buddhist, glared at the magic door, and Motome’s charming eyes could not shake his mind.
But with a pair of eyes, such a terrible war broke out, and Su Mo’s demon eyes could not reach it.
Sue ink dark I feel, "I don’t know this person is like uniting to cultivate such a pair of horrible sword eyes."
The black swordsman’s eyes are always vacant, his eyes are wandering and he looks listless.
But when he holds the sword for a moment, no one can ignore the sharpness in his eyes!
Hum!
A sword resounded through heaven and earth.
Just now, that amazing sword light reappeared and was blazing.
Ding-dong!
A burst of Jinge’s strike sounded.
Many flying swords stabbed in the middle are all broken.
The sword light suddenly passed away.
These monks fell from the middle one after another.
The sword sounded
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