Undead Emperor
Chapter 265： I'm here, do it yourself
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Chapter 265 I\'m here, please do it yourself
There were five steps of blood splatter in one word.
The ghost sword master violently wounded, and a green sword rainbow was urged from the evil sword, just like a evil snake, opening the big mouth of the blood basin, exposing sharp fangs to bite.
"Sister!"
Shen Feng screamed and forcibly took off the Nanming Lihuo sword, prompting the red fire crow, plucking at the evil snake.
Youlan slowly pulled out the sword on her back.
From the moment she entered the hall, she put her hand on the hilt, her spirit was highly concentrated, and she entered the state of ecstasy, as if there was only the sword on her back between the earth and the world. Between heaven and earth, the mighty, fierce and fierce, invincible sword gas erupted suddenly, venting in the entire sword master hall.
Crackling, crackling ...
In the main hall, copper lamps and copper basins, copper turtles and copper cranes, and the surrounding sword racks were all swept to the ground.
哧哧 ......
The sword was overflowing, cutting objects, and deep marks appeared on the bronze. The wooden frames were directly twisted into endless pieces.
"Sword raising!"
The Ghost Sword Master noticed this immediately, he was busy with the evil sword, the sword was galloping, the arrogance of the flames, the green sword awn suddenly expanded ten times, crushed the red fire crow, swept away Shen Feng, and shot it on the wall .
Then Feijian turned his head and thrust towards Youlan.
"Die to me!"
The ghost sword master burst into a blast, and the speed of the sword attack reached its extreme point, turning into a blue streamer.
"You are the dead."
Youlan\'s expression was plain, and she couldn\'t see joy, anger, sorrow and joy. It seemed that all emotions were shattered with the sword behind her, and she was all chopped.
The sword cuts the mountain.
The mountain will cut off the waist.
The sword cuts the river.
The rushing river will stop flowing.
The sword cuts the ground.
The ground will be split into an abyss.
The sword cuts the sky.
A huge space crack will be torn apart in the sky.
The sword cuts people.
People will die without doubt!
This sword is the ultimate of swordsmanship. It has no flamboyance, no whistle-like rainbow mansions, no accompanying virtual images, no small flowers falling down, and no rushing golden lotus. It is a common sword.
Draw the sword and chop it out.
The sword locked the target and then attacked.
Everything is so simple.
Back to Basics.
The ghost sword master locked by this sword has the feeling of falling into another space. This space is very long and narrow, so that he ca n’t dodge, and the one that can only be cut hard seems to be simple and ordinary, but contains Tearing the earth, chopping the powerful sword of the sky.
"Ahhh ... Wan Jian is one!"
"Break me!"
The ghost sword master roared, and the evil sword shot first, and then the swords and spirit swords on the ground rose up and merged into a river condensed by a flying sword, and a screaming rush towards the blue sword.
One thousand swords is one for Jianhong.
A sword flood consisting of thousands of flying swords.
Sword raising is a stubborn stone.
Facing Jianhong, they crushed each other with an indestructible attitude. Those flying swords were like egg shells, hitting stones with eggs. After touching the sword, they began to break apart inch by inch, and finally broke into countless pieces and scattered. To all parts of the hall.
Bang Bang Bang Bang ...
One mouthful of flying swords shattered one after another, and the torrent of kendo swiftly shortened. Soon the last one of the swords was wiped out under sword keeping.
The power of keeping swords was not reduced, and fell on the ghost sword master.
"Do not!"
The ghost sword master screamed in despair.
Hey!
With a loud noise, the ghost sword master was cut in two by one sword.
The owner of a generation of sword mounds, died!
After the sword-raising technique killed the ghost sword master, the power quickly weakened and soon disappeared between the world and the earth, as if never appeared, and the ghost sword master\'s two corpses on the ground, as well as the palace walls, ground, ceiling and other places, densely packed Sword marks indicate that the sword did exist.
As soon as the sword-raising technique came out, the state of Youlan declined significantly.
The spirit is weak.
"Teacher and sister used Nanming Lihuojian to destroy its soul." Shen Fengqiang, who was seriously injured, threw his body and threw Nanming Lihuojian.
Youlan caught it.
Then walked over, a sword stabbed into the body of the ghost sword master, and Nanming\'s effect of dispelling the demon from the fire was activated, turning the spirit that had not been wiped out and attempting to be resurrected into fly ash.
The battle ended completely.
"call!"
Youlan breathed a sigh of relief and raised the sword for decades, in order to be a sword today.
Countless spent days and nights are worth it.
She leaned over and groped for a while on the main body of the ghost sword master, and found a book of unknown material. After seeing the two large characters of "Jiandian" on the cover, she smiled delightedly and shouted at Feng Feng: "Brother," "Jiandian" got it! "
"Take me and see."
Shen Feng was also very excited. The pain in his body was much lighter in excitement.
however……
Before You Lan sent the "Jiandian" to him, a gloomy sneer spread into the main hall of the sword master: "The" Jiandian "actually got by you? It\'s awesome, but I still plan to make a wedding dress," Jiandian " "It will become a collection of Zhushanjiao."
Who!
At the same time, Shen Feng Youlan looked towards the gate of the temple. Under their gaze, Duanmu Chongxiao, with a white shirt and long white hair and white hair, came in with the mysterious figure.
"Duanmu Chongxiao!"
Shen Feng and Youlan\'s mood suddenly sink into the deep valley.
If they are disciples of other forces, they can still use the influence of the Tianjian faction to negotiate. .
Is it dying?
Shen Feng and You Lan\'s faces were gloomy like water. They couldn\'t think of the moon as big as the water. Why did they encounter the true disciples of Zhushan Church in the ancient tombs in the underground?
This is too coincidental.
But it\'s too late to think about anything now. The situation is stronger than people\'s, and the man-made knife is like a fish for me.
Duan Mu Chongxiao glanced at Shen Feng, who was seriously injured in the eyes, and Youlan, who had a sharp drop in his spirit, and his sneer was even worse: "I thought it would take some hands and feet. Seeing the two of you are half-dead, you can easily hit Kill, Wan Jianqiu will stay to deal with Su Zhen. That guy also has a hatred of Zhu Shanjiao, or a peerless arrogance. He ca n’t let him leave Shuiyue Jingtian alive. "
Said a row of thousands of bamboo swords.
Hundreds of bamboo swords made of green, green, and radiating ghosts, and fluctuating in the air, as if hundreds of bamboo leaves are vomiting letters, waiting for the master to swallow the enemy.
"Now, you die first!"
Duanmu Chongxiao snorted and urged the Thousand Bamboo Swords, hundreds of flying swords slashed towards Shen Feng and Youlan like a storm.
Take advantage of his illness.
Duanmu Chongxiao was afraid that the time would be dragged on for a long time, and he might be in danger of changing things, so he shot directly and killed the enemy without delay.
call out! call out!
咻咻 咻咻 咻咻 ......
Qianzhu Sword turned into a green rainbow shot, growing larger and larger in the desperate eyes of Shen Feng and Youlan, and they will be buried under the sword at the next moment.
But at this moment-
"roll!"
A thunder and a thunder burst suddenly, followed by a bronze palm gang shot into the hall, smashing all the Qianzhu swords together, Yu Nei cleared, restore calm!
Click, click.
There was a noise.
A large number of thousands of bamboo swords are broken or broken, just like the dead locusts, falling down on the ground.
Third-party forces inserted!
"Who!"
Duanmu Chongxiao and the mysterious man changed their faces, and quickly looked behind them. Under their gaze, a young man with sword and eyebrow stared toward the hall indifferently.
Simultaneously.
The mouth also said: "I didn\'t want to shoot now, but if you insist on killing me, I will let you reach your goal in advance. Now that I\'m here, you can do it."
Chapter 265 I\'m here, please do it yourself
There were five steps of blood splatter in one word.
The ghost sword master violently wounded, and a green sword rainbow was urged from the evil sword, just like a evil snake, opening the big mouth of the blood basin, exposing sharp fangs to bite.
"Sister!"
Shen Feng screamed and forcibly took off the Nanming Lihuo sword, prompting the red fire crow, plucking at the evil snake.
Youlan slowly pulled out the sword on her back.
From the moment she entered the hall, she put her hand on the hilt, her spirit was highly concentrated, and she entered the state of ecstasy, as if there was only the sword on her back between the earth and the world. Between heaven and earth, the mighty, fierce and fierce, invincible sword gas erupted suddenly, venting in the entire sword master hall.
Crackling, crackling ...
In the main hall, copper lamps and copper basins, copper turtles and copper cranes, and the surrounding sword racks were all swept to the ground.
哧哧 ......
The sword was overflowing, cutting objects, and deep marks appeared on the bronze. The wooden frames were directly twisted into endless pieces.
"Sword raising!"
The Ghost Sword Master noticed this immediately, he was busy with the evil sword, the sword was galloping, the arrogance of the flames, the green sword awn suddenly expanded ten times, crushed the red fire crow, swept away Shen Feng, and shot it on the wall .
Then Feijian turned his head and thrust towards Youlan.
"Die to me!"
The ghost sword master burst into a blast, and the speed of the sword attack reached its extreme point, turning into a blue streamer.
"You are the dead."
Youlan\'s expression was plain, and she couldn\'t see joy, anger, sorrow and joy. It seemed that all emotions were shattered with the sword behind her, and she was all chopped.
The sword cuts the mountain.
The mountain will cut off the waist.
The sword cuts the river.
The rushing river will stop flowing.
The sword cuts the ground.
The ground will be split into an abyss.
The sword cuts the sky.
A huge space crack will be torn apart in the sky.
The sword cuts people.
People will die without doubt!
This sword is the ultimate of swordsmanship. It has no flamboyance, no whistle-like rainbow mansions, no accompanying virtual images, no small flowers falling down, and no rushing golden lotus. It is a common sword.
Draw the sword and chop it out.
The sword locked the target and then attacked.
Everything is so simple.
Back to Basics.
The ghost sword master locked by this sword has the feeling of falling into another space. This space is very long and narrow, so that he ca n’t dodge, and the one that can only be cut hard seems to be simple and ordinary, but contains Tearing the earth, chopping the powerful sword of the sky.
"Ahhh ... Wan Jian is one!"
"Break me!"
The ghost sword master roared, and the evil sword shot first, and then the swords and spirit swords on the ground rose up and merged into a river condensed by a flying sword, and a screaming rush towards the blue sword.
One thousand swords is one for Jianhong.
A sword flood consisting of thousands of flying swords.
Sword raising is a stubborn stone.
Facing Jianhong, they crushed each other with an indestructible attitude. Those flying swords were like egg shells, hitting stones with eggs. After touching the sword, they began to break apart inch by inch, and finally broke into countless pieces and scattered. To all parts of the hall.
Bang Bang Bang Bang ...
One mouthful of flying swords shattered one after another, and the torrent of kendo swiftly shortened. Soon the last one of the swords was wiped out under sword keeping.
The power of keeping swords was not reduced, and fell on the ghost sword master.
"Do not!"
The ghost sword master screamed in despair.
Hey!
With a loud noise, the ghost sword master was cut in two by one sword.
The owner of a generation of sword mounds, died!
After the sword-raising technique killed the ghost sword master, the power quickly weakened and soon disappeared between the world and the earth, as if never appeared, and the ghost sword master\'s two corpses on the ground, as well as the palace walls, ground, ceiling and other places, densely packed Sword marks indicate that the sword did exist.
As soon as the sword-raising technique came out, the state of Youlan declined significantly.
The spirit is weak.
"Teacher and sister used Nanming Lihuojian to destroy its soul." Shen Fengqiang, who was seriously injured, threw his body and threw Nanming Lihuojian.
Youlan caught it.
Then walked over, a sword stabbed into the body of the ghost sword master, and Nanming\'s effect of dispelling the demon from the fire was activated, turning the spirit that had not been wiped out and attempting to be resurrected into fly ash.
The battle ended completely.
"call!"
Youlan breathed a sigh of relief and raised the sword for decades, in order to be a sword today.
Countless spent days and nights are worth it.
She leaned over and groped for a while on the main body of the ghost sword master, and found a book of unknown material. After seeing the two large characters of "Jiandian" on the cover, she smiled delightedly and shouted at Feng Feng: "Brother," "Jiandian" got it! "
"Take me and see."
Shen Feng was also very excited. The pain in his body was much lighter in excitement.
however……
Before You Lan sent the "Jiandian" to him, a gloomy sneer spread into the main hall of the sword master: "The" Jiandian "actually got by you? It\'s awesome, but I still plan to make a wedding dress," Jiandian " "It will become a collection of Zhushanjiao."
Who!
At the same time, Shen Feng Youlan looked towards the gate of the temple. Under their gaze, Duanmu Chongxiao, with a white shirt and long white hair and white hair, came in with the mysterious figure.
"Duanmu Chongxiao!"
Shen Feng and Youlan\'s mood suddenly sink into the deep valley.
If they are disciples of other forces, they can still use the influence of the Tianjian faction to negotiate. .
Is it dying?
Shen Feng and You Lan\'s faces were gloomy like water. They couldn\'t think of the moon as big as the water. Why did they encounter the true disciples of Zhushan Church in the ancient tombs in the underground?
This is too coincidental.
But it\'s too late to think about anything now. The situation is stronger than people\'s, and the man-made knife is like a fish for me.
Duan Mu Chongxiao glanced at Shen Feng, who was seriously injured in the eyes, and Youlan, who had a sharp drop in his spirit, and his sneer was even worse: "I thought it would take some hands and feet. Seeing the two of you are half-dead, you can easily hit Kill, Wan Jianqiu will stay to deal with Su Zhen. That guy also has a hatred of Zhu Shanjiao, or a peerless arrogance. He ca n’t let him leave Shuiyue Jingtian alive. "
Said a row of thousands of bamboo swords.
Hundreds of bamboo swords made of green, green, and radiating ghosts, and fluctuating in the air, as if hundreds of bamboo leaves are vomiting letters, waiting for the master to swallow the enemy.
"Now, you die first!"
Duanmu Chongxiao snorted and urged the Thousand Bamboo Swords, hundreds of flying swords slashed towards Shen Feng and Youlan like a storm.
Take advantage of his illness.
Duanmu Chongxiao was afraid that the time would be dragged on for a long time, and he might be in danger of changing things, so he shot directly and killed the enemy without delay.
call out! call out!
咻咻 咻咻 咻咻 ......
Qianzhu Sword turned into a green rainbow shot, growing larger and larger in the desperate eyes of Shen Feng and Youlan, and they will be buried under the sword at the next moment.
But at this moment-
"roll!"
A thunder and a thunder burst suddenly, followed by a bronze palm gang shot into the hall, smashing all the Qianzhu swords together, Yu Nei cleared, restore calm!
Click, click.
There was a noise.
A large number of thousands of bamboo swords are broken or broken, just like the dead locusts, falling down on the ground.
Third-party forces inserted!
"Who!"
Duanmu Chongxiao and the mysterious man changed their faces, and quickly looked behind them. Under their gaze, a young man with sword and eyebrow stared toward the hall indifferently.
Simultaneously.
The mouth also said: "I didn\'t want to shoot now, but if you insist on killing me, I will let you reach your goal in advance. Now that I\'m here, you can do it."