Chapter 137: : 1 sword shocking fairy! Turbulent Zhongzhou!

The sky was torn.
A pair of invincible sword qualities pierced the world.
This sword gas is so terrible, it tears the sky directly, exuding the atmosphere of destruction!
Gives an illusion that can be immortal.
Mo said that Ziqing Holy Land, countless powerful people in the entire Zhongzhou are aware of it.
Especially Shumen Holy Land.
In the holy shrine of Shumen, a Taishang elder quietly looked at the supreme sword energy above the sky, and after a while, he slowly said.
"Zhongzhou's first sword sacred place, it's time to change the master!"
As the sound rang, the upper floors of Shumen changed their expressions one by one.
Southern Zhongzhou.
A white sword fairy raised his head slowly, and he watched the invincible sword spirit in the sky.
The temperament is extremely dusty, and the appearance is also very beautiful, especially the pair of indifferent eyes in the world, which is a bit daunting.
In this way, except for Lu Changsheng, there are not many who can suppress it.
"Supreme Sword Intention?"
"Is it Lu Changsheng again?"
"I am looking forward to seeing you one day, and I want to see what kind of person it is, and be able to preempt me half a step and prove the way of the supreme sword fairy."
The man muttered to himself, and after a while, he disappeared into a mountain.
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Wanchu Holy Land.
They are the closest to the Purple and Green Holy Land, so they immediately noticed this terrifying sword spirit.
Zheng Haoran stood beside the Lord Wan Chusheng, looking at the torn sky, he couldn't help but feel heavy.
"Brother Lu is really a peerless person."
He couldn't help admiring from the heart.
But the Lord Wanchu seemed very calm.
"Ziqing Holy Land really finds the nephew of the longevity master to repair the sword spectrum, but I think the two predecessors of Ziqing Shuangzu will never think that someone will continue the sword spectrum that they have deduced in their lifetime. what."
The Lord Wanchu spoke slowly, his eyes slightly complicated, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
And at this moment, in the purple and green Holy Land.
Countless people watched this earth-shattering war.
The two ancestors of Ziqing are tens of thousands of years ago, the two with the strongest swordsmanship. Their sword intentions are unparalleled for thousands of years.
Especially when the two swords are combined, the swordsmanship goes to a higher level. Don’t say anything about Ziqing Shengzi, I am afraid that Ziqing Shengzhu will not stick to the incense.
Lu Changsheng insisted on a few hours.
Especially at the last moment, Lu Changsheng dropped the branch in his hand.
Condenses the strongest sword.
And this sword is Lu Changsheng's sword that converges the world's swordsmanship.
It is the sword that gathers Lu Changsheng's spirit and spirit.
All things are one!
Sword in the heart!
The highest level of swordsmanship, there are no moves to win.
At this moment, the most shocking is the disciples of Ziqing.
Lu Changsheng's words were simply shocking.
The sword of the big river comes to heaven, a sword engenders the world.
On top of the sword, in the proud world, there will be a day when I live forever.
What kind of kendo will it be?
The sky was torn, and the invincible sword air appeared.
This sword spirit stretched across 100,000 miles, tearing the sky dome, covering the sky and covering the sun in an instant, 100,000 miles of mountains and rivers like the sky at night.
The horrible sword spirit hurts the body muscles.
This sword is amazing.
This sword is mixed with Huanghuang Tianwei.
This sword also astounded the entire Zhongzhou.
Qiang Qiang!
Qiang Qiang!
Countless spirit swords are contending, although they have no spiritual wisdom, but at this moment, they have all felt Lu Changsheng's supreme sword intention.
"The top of the sword! Proud world! There will be a day if I live forever!"
Lu Changsheng's faithful voice sounded, his eyes were firm, his spirit and spirit were united in an instant.
In the face of the supreme sword intention of the Ziqing Shuangzu, Lu Changsheng used his reference to the sword and also cut out his strongest sword.
Boom!
Boom!
The horrible sword gas flooded the whole purple and green holy land.
But at this moment, countless array methods are activated automatically, spreading the power of sword energy.
Therefore, it can be seen with the naked eye that the ground north of the Purple and Green Holy Land collapsed and the mountains and rivers shattered, like an earthquake, it turned upside down.
All the people looked at Wu Jianya.
They look forward to the outcome of this war.
Lu Changsheng alone fought against the two supreme kendo powerhouses. Although this was just a ghost image, it was the supreme sword intention of the two ancestors of the Purple and Green Holy Land anyway.
This is the strongest sword showdown.
However, when the sword light dissipates.
Under the sword cliff.
The figures of the Zizhen Taoist and the Green Orange Taoist disappeared, except for only the Ziqing Sword, and a young man in white, standing under the sword cliff.
This battle.
Lu Changsheng won.
And also perfectly push the last two of the world's first sword.
This sword spectrum has been successfully conquered.
In terms of swordsmanship, Lu Changsheng ranks first in the world.
In terms of swordsmanship, Lu Changsheng ranks first in the world.
What is lacking now is nothing more than realm.
It can be said that this is the real practice of Lu Changsheng.
"Thank you two seniors for your enlightenment."
Lu Changsheng was dressed in white, and his style was gorgeous. He bent down and pressed, and sincerely thanked the two predecessors.
In the Purple and Green Holy Land, the monks did not know what to say.
Lu Changsheng under Wujian Cliff is so beautiful and extraordinary.
After this sword, Lu Changsheng did not exude any splendid vision, nor any peculiar light, but was alone, standing alone under Wujian Cliff, without the wind and snow, he seemed to be the most beautiful scenery in the world.
In this peerless battle of swordsmen, Lu Changsheng won.
At the end of the war, he did not appear extremely embarrassed, nor did he appear extremely strenuous.
The immortal temperament is intoxicating.
Lu Changsheng used his own behavior to prove to the people of the world that his supreme kendo talent.
Everyone marveled, watching the landing longevity, silent.
It seems that no words can be used to describe Lu Changsheng at this moment.
He defeated the two Taoists Zizhen and Qingcheng with Jianyi~EbookFREE.me~, and he also perfected the true first sword tactics in the world. This is... incredible.
"Congratulations to Brother Lu, Wujian succeeded!"
After a long time, the voice of Ziqing Shengzi finally sounded, and he sincerely congratulated Lu Changsheng.
Immediately afterwards, the disciples also spoke one after another.
His voice resounded.
"Congratulations to Brother Lu, Wujian succeeded!"
"Congratulations to Brother Lu, Wujian succeeded!"
A voice sounded, and all the disciples in Ziqing Holy Land shook their brains blankly, but they shouted one after another.
Lu Changsheng won...!
Winning is so unreal.
But it won the upright.
He was not a victory.
He defeated the two ancestors.
The two ancestors of Ziqing Holy Land were defeated by Lu Changsheng.
However, when everyone slowly returned to God.
Suddenly, someone stood on the void in front of the sword, pointing with amazement behind Wu Jianya.
"Look, what is that?"
Many people look at it.
Then everyone was completely shocked.
Especially all the true disciples of Ziqing Holy Land, one by one... shocked to numb the scalp.
Because behind the sword sword cliff, outside the purple and green holy land.
A rift of tens of thousands of miles hits everyone's eyes, forming a terrible abyss.
Lu Changsheng's sword...cutting a thousand miles of sword marks?
Everyone was numb.
And there is no one to believe.
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