"Si Yin, I have been waiting for this sword for ten years!" Chen Sheng roared and jumped into the air. His aura was majestic. The giant sword slashed across the mountain, like a mountain pressing its head and slashing down.

Pang!

The dark sword light is darker than the night, devouring all life.

For more than ten years, Chen Sheng has been immersed in hatred, and his swordsmanship has reached a peak, far exceeding the past, and is not inferior to Xuan Jian of the past.

When his opponent is Yan She.

After more than a dozen years, only he himself knew what kind of state Yan She had reached.

Yan She believes that he... is invincible in the world!

When Chen Sheng's huge sword came, he stretched out two fingers and pinched it in the air.

Time and space seem to solidify.

Chen Sheng had been brewing for more than ten years, and the strongest sword of revenge was actually clamped by him with two palms.

No one can believe it.

But this is true.

He never looked at Chen Sheng, and waved his sleeves casually, his movements were gentle.

Chen Sheng in the sky fell to the ground in an instant, vomiting blood continuously, and after a moment, he died of anger.

"How is that possible?"

Zhang Liang, Yue Shen, Xinghun, Wei Zhuang, Tian Yan, Xiaoyaozi and others, their eyes wide open.

"I said, you all will die today!" Yan She wiped her sleeves lightly and said.

"Go together!" Tian Yan shouted, glanced out of the sheath, and the Qingyue sword light stabbed Yan She's throat with a sharp and bright light.

Behind her, a fat and silly boy, with a windmill turning on his shoulders, his eyes burst out red, holding a sword in both hands, and tacitly attacking her.

The fifth sword score is, Gan Jiang Moye.

In the world, almost no one could block the joint attack of the siblings.

But Yan She was not involved.

When the three famous swords came to a three-foot-foot-round him, his hands were already on Tian Yan and the little fat man's throat.

Use a gentle force.

The two died at the same time.

"Transmit all directions!" "Gathering Qi into a blade!" "The Eight Meridians of Yin and Yang!" "The first clear after the snow!" "Three hearts and two intentions to point acupoints!"

When Yan She dealt with Tian Yan and the other two, five masters including Wei Zhuang, Xinghun, Yue Shen, Xiaoyaozi, and Zhu family took the opportunity to attack.

Any of these five people, taken out separately, are all top masters under the powerful men of Donghuang Taiyi and Bei Mingzi.

Even if it was Donghuang Taiyi, it might not be able to stop the five people from joining forces.

But Yan She was not panicked at all. He threw down Tian Yan and his men's bodies at any time and stood calmly in place, allowing the five paths to collapse mountains and rivers, and the huge force that shook the world and shrouded the world, covering himself.

The state of mind is unwavering, and the body is like glass!

Five terrifying forces hit Liuli's body, leaving no traces left.

The standing figure remained motionless!

Click!

The Zhu family, Xiaoyaozi, had a pair of crystal-colored palms on their necks, and a crisp sound came from their throats.

They stopped breathing.

"This person is invincible, let's go!" The moon god and the star soul looked at each other, and then rushed in one direction.

"You can't leave!" A cold voice emanated from the front of them.

The moon god's pupils contracted, and the dark figure in front of him was condensed. The veil on his face drooped, revealing a panic-faced face.

In front of death, even if it was her, she still felt fear.

Then she died.

It looks ugly.

On the other side, looking at the cold figure in front of him, Xinghun laughed hideously: "The eldest son Siming has already taken the illusion treasure box to Sanghai. The Mirage is about to set sail. Lord Donghuang's plan is about to be completed. No one can fight against the power of the seven constellations of Canglong. I will wait for you below!"

He actually covered his celestial spirit cover with one palm, and the bright red blood splattered on the ground, taking away the lives of a generation of geniuses.

He finally proved that he was beyond the Moon God.

"I don't like killing people, but why do people always force me to kill people?" Yan She sighed and looked at the rest.

"Weizhuang, Zhang Liang, Gao Jianli... Have you thought about how to die?"

"The descendant of Guigu was naturally killed in battle!" Wei Zhuang's eyes were filled with determination, and he shouted to the back, "Bai Feng, take Chi Lian away!"

"I won't leave!" The former Korean Princess Honglian said calmly, without sadness or sorrow, just three simple words.

Wei Zhuang turned his back to her, and suddenly shook it into the sky with a palm. A bird's song resounded through the sky, and rushed into the distance with two figures.

"Hundred-step flying sword!"

Wei Zhuang suddenly spit out four words, his figure was like a ball of flame, burning, emitting an unparalleled powerful momentum, and cracks were shaking out of the surrounding space.

A sharp sword intent that transcends time and space suddenly surges out, and Shark Tooth and Weizhuang turn into a rainbow light at the same time, black with blood, shooting forward.

The dazzling light, like a blood-stained dragon, moving forward.

The dragon fights in the wild, and its blood is mysterious and yellow!

Since the war started, Yan She's face has been solemn for the first time.

He raised his right hand, formed a mysterious handprint, and pressed it towards the void ahead.

The quaint light flows there.

A blood-stained dragon rushed over.

The entire city of the government trembled continuously, and the indescribable dazzling light blocked all the sight, so brilliant and gorgeous.

It illuminates the night and the eternal.

After the light, everything returns to peace.

Yan She was still standing there, and there was an extra sword in his hand.

Shark teeth.

The sword is still there, but the master of the sword has disappeared forever.

With the breeze, it eternally drifts between the heaven, earth and the universe.

Yan She could vaguely hear a gentle inquiry.

He looked up at his fingertips, and a drop of blood dripped from it, and replied, "You and Gai Nie are not worse than your master, but there will be no Guiguzi in this world."

In the dark night, a bright moon appeared at some point. Is it because the sky is about to be bright?

Under the moonlight, a woman in silver danced gracefully. Gao Jianli put down the sword in his hand, took out a guqin, and played it solemnly.

The piano and dance are in harmony, just like a god.

"Snow White!"

Yan She called out the name of this ensemble, accompanied by the wonderful combination of heaven and man, a murderous aura of nature came.

But he did not take action immediately, but watched the two play lonely.

That night in Yan State, there was also such a piano and dance ensemble.

He looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

The moon is still the moon, and the person is still the same as before.

But it's always about to end.

The sound of the piano is sonorous and powerful, and the playing reaches its climax. The figure dancing under the moon is scattering with emotion, a faint fragrance spreads under the bright moon.

An invisible murderous aura rushed out, and Gao Jianli's figure suddenly appeared in the moonlight, and the Shui Han Sword exuded an unparalleled chill.

The wind is whistling and the water is cold!

The cold sword tip pointed at Yan She's throat.

The glazed hand raised and emitted a crystal light under the moonlight.

Click!

The Shui Han Sword in the seventh Sword Note broke on the ground, and the woman under the moon was still moving with the wind, but the sound of the "mountain flowing water" had become a tremendous sound.

A crystal teardrop fell on the broken Shuihan sword in the eyes of the woman in Manwu.

The remaining cold air on the sword body made the teardrop condense into ice.

She also fell down with a faint smile on her face.
To be continued...