Chapter 219: Flying knife

At the moment when Ji Qiu issued a martial art, Jiang Xiu realized that Ji Wudao is a sword repairer. His real ability to press the bottom of the box is the sword!
Ji Wudao said: "This sword is called Haoxue! It is my sword, killing countless enemies, you can see today, it is your great chance."
"Let you see, my real kill!"
The onlookers all exclaimed, and they went out of the sword. And what he really enjoys is the sword in his hand. The sword is in the direction of his invincibility. He has fought hundreds of battles in his life, and a Qingfeng has never lost.
Jiang Xiu’s heart is secretly stunned. He has been repaired by sword for five hundred years, and then he has to recognize God.
"The river falls!"
Ji Wudao eyes condensed, suddenly vacated, the whole person turned into a thunder, and the whole world was thundering. The earth and the earth shook in the sound of the sound waves, and the rocks fell.
What is even more dazzling is that Ji Wudao broke out a violent glare, like a round of anger.
Fly to the hustle and bustle, a sword!
Tear off!
this moment. The whole world was covered by strong mansions, and it was like a white dragonfly on the peak of the Xiaxia. Light is both sword and sword, and the air is both light and overwhelming. Destroy everything.
Heaven and Earth are one of the swords.
"cut!"
The people who witnessed this scene are all shocked to the extreme. This sword is really too strong, even if it is not in it, you can feel the unbeatable sword.
The river is going to be defeated!
Among the strong mansions, only two figures were seen. Ji Duodao fell from the sky, but Jiang Xiu did not evade. Not only how, but he closed his eyes. In fact, instead of closing his eyes, he abandoned all five senses, eyes, eyes and ears, and all his attention was within the gods.
The knife in the gods slowly unfolded and turned into a filament. The flash disappeared into the gods. The next moment, Jiang Xi’s Yintang broke out with a glare. The silk flashed out of the Yintang slowly, and the light shone like a silver fireworks.
Non-divine. However, he is smashing the knife and pill, and if he is not careful, he will hurt himself. Therefore, he abandoned the five senses and made his own ideas more concentrated.
At this time, Hao Xue’s sword was falling.
boom!
A loud bang, two glare hit together, for a time, the light is like a Martian smasher, and the two forces are constantly pouring, and the two forces are violently rushing from the two stocks. The impact center of the force is pushed forward.
Boom, bang, bang!
The surrounding airflow, rocks, and trees couldn't bear the horrible power that exploded. For a time, like a catastrophe, many mountains and rocks fell from the falling peaks.
"drink!"
With a roar, Jiang Xiu’s eyes suddenly opened, and the glare of his forehead exploded. With a bang, the flying knife flashed. No one saw where the flying knife appeared. I didn’t know how it came out. At the moment when the flying knife appeared, no one could think of it. A sword.
A bang!
The flying knife collided heavily on the blade, and the sound was so sweet.
"Hey!"
The force on the sword came, the sword body was broken and the voice was broken. The whole person fell backwards, and the blood sprayed in the mouth. He was a god, the real god, the body was extraordinary, above the material of the heaven and earth, The hard-anti-bullet attack was hit by a small flying knife on the blade. The whole person flew out and spit blood.
His eyes stared at the flying knife that was floating in front of Jiang Xiu's forehead, and he was shocked and scared. With a confused color, he could confirm that Jiang Xiu was a demigod, but he could actually It hurts yourself, it’s all this little flying knife.
After the flying knife hit him, he did not lose momentum. At the same time, the blade of the flying knife has skyrocketed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The next moment has reached a height of thirty or forty meters. The color of the panic in his eyes is getting more and more fascinating.
Lost voice: "No!"
The knife is like thunder, banging!
The violent knife light passed through the body of Ji Wudao. His horrified eyes gradually dimmed and lost his spirit. He finally said, "Impossible, impossible...;...;

He does not believe that half can kill God!
Hey, Ji has no way to fall on the ground, the never-be defeated top-ranking strong, under the flying knife, lost all life, landed on the ground, motionless.
It’s just the eyes of the violent, not dead.
Jiang Xiu said faintly: "This is the root of the knife, the gods repair the knife, only to become a true can refine, the deity is forced to practice in the semi-god of the supreme secret, God can refine things, of course Tutor."
"Look at it!"
Ji Wudao's body slowly squirted a little bit of fluorescent light, which is very beautiful under the night. After about a dozen seconds, the whole body became invisible.
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There was no death on the Dongpu Mountain. No one spoke. Everyone looked at it with stunned eyes.
"Ji Wudao...; dead?"
"No way, dead!"
Some people’s martial arts in the place were shocking, and they looked at the youth on the Luoxia Mountain as if they were perfect.
"It is the river that has won."
Under the river, the youngest demigod of today, no one knows how strong he is, and even Ji is dead, from the strength of his exhibition. It may even be God, God is the legendary existence, so repaired, so lethal, what is the difference with God?
Falling down the nine Xuan washes the heavens, the thousand autumn industry, not the square inch is also romantic!
"From now on, this sentence will be the world."
Everyone was upset. Before the battle, almost no one was optimistic about the fall of the river. But the river fell down and used their facts to hit their faces, hurting and hurting!
Is this a battle?
Cheng Lingsu suddenly grabbed his mouth, tears silently rushing out. Win, he won, he killed Ji Wudao! I couldn’t help but screamed and burst into tears.
"The old god, is it dead?"
Jiang shuddered and said this sentence. After he finished, his feet were soft, and he could no longer stand on the ground. The words echoed by Jiang Xiu.
"Jiang Yishan, you are finished. You are finished!"
Jiang Jia’s ups and downs were stunned and stunned. They knew in their hearts that the old gods were killed, what they meant to Jiang’s family, and the last one was gone.
"Win?" Lin Yueling is still in the fog, some can't believe it.
"Win, win!"
Jiang Yi is also in a state of shackles.
I saw Jiang Xiufei plucking the fallen Xiafeng. He was vacant, and wherever he went, the martial arts on the scene, he confessed to him: "We have seen Mr. Jiang Nanjiang!"
"I have seen Mr. Jiang!"
The sound is far and wide, from the east to the mountains, all the way to the foot of the mountain.
The whole Dongshan Mountain is boiling!
At the time of landing, a man with a resolute face walked up and stopped Jiang Xiu’s way. He only listened to him and said coldly: "You dare to kill me, I will avenge the teacher."
Jiang Xiu swept his eyes: "Who are you?"
Man A: "Half God Zhu Dingsheng!"
This person is a semi-divine disciple of Ji Wudao. In these ten days, he lost several digits and half-god, and built the name of the inferiority of the dynasty. He also made Jiang Xiu sit in the name of the battle.
Jiang Xiu swept his eyes: "It turned out to be you...;...;"
After the voice was finished, Jiang Xiu suddenly slammed the knife in one hand, and the man was shocked. Jiang Xiu’s hand knife had not yet fallen, and the violent temper was already overwhelmed by him.
"Ah!"
Zhu Dingsheng shouted in horror.
A bang.
The whole body of the demigod Zhu Dingsheng seems to have suffered tens of thousands of pressures, and the whole burst, and the flesh and blood are blurred.
hiss!
The people present at the scene all took a breath of cold air and won more than half of the Chinese demigod Zhu Dingsheng. They threatened to find Jiang Xiu revenge. As a result, even one move could not be accepted.
"The generation of chickens and puppies...;...;"
Looking at the river is so strong, the people present are not shocked, and the heart can not help but be afraid of him, this person wants to rise, who can be enemies, who can hold it?
Everyone’s heart remembered a name. The original representative of the Chinese demigod, who survived the atomic bomb, had no thoughts.
It’s just that I haven’t disappeared for many years, and there’s not a single one.
At the foot of Jiang Xiu's feet, the whole person flew away, and easily flew over hundreds of miles. He did not enter the direction of Jiangjia Courtyard and disappeared into the eyes of everyone.
Seeing Jiang Xiu coming, Jiang Jia looked at him in horror.