Chapter 1439: Obsessed with fighting gods

The Taichong sword was broken like this, obviously not as good as the Dragonscale sword. I want to ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Ma Zhuo'er was stunned for a moment, and he immediately shook his spirits, showing a cold smile, and displayed his ethnic talents.
"Bloody Totem!"
The blood-stained sword shadow is divided into two, two into four, and it will split quickly until thirty-two sword lights appear, wrapping Sun Qianmo into it.
"No wonder you will kill the saints and bring out so many tragedies. It turns out that you have left such a hand to gain strength from the blood. You want to go back to the blood and become a god." Luo Yang held the broken sword, and his momentum was not weak. The explosion of sword sounds, the sword light also split into thirty-two, colliding with the sound of Dragon Yin.
"Qiang ..."
The wind is moving, the blood is floating, Ma Zhuo'er holds the dragon-scale sword tightly, and there is a blood on his chest, but he is laughing: "Hahaha, as it is, you can't break the barrier of the physical interface, as long as it is stronger Sending you back can even reinvent your consciousness. "
The sound of "ding" sounded, and the first half of Taichung's sword flew back. Ma Zhuo'er responded very promptly, using the tip of the dragon scale sword to point to the past.
"Ding, Ding, Ding ..."
Dragon Scale Sword and Taichung Sword are in a fierce battle. Ma Zhuoer is familiar with this ancient sword. He just feels that he is getting stronger and stronger, as if he has suddenly become a giant of the sky. One reading · 1? K? A? Nshu ·
Luo Yang could feel the expansion of a breath of breath, which exploded in endless power, and the blood was soaring up to the sky. The next blow must be earth-shattering, causing the material interface to collapse.
Fighting at this level is extremely damaging to time and space. Then he waved his hand and shook the Taichong sword to seal the surrounding time and space. All the heavy pressure was borne by the broken sword, so as not to spread the aftermath of the battle and make it shocking.
"Ah? Hahaha, woman's kindness, I can't think that the of war is such a kind of woman's kindness. Can you say that you put all your evil thoughts on the sword sheath, so the deity becomes so stupid?" There is already some neuroticism. This is a side effect of the Dragon Scale Sword. As a heavy tool for suppressing the artistic conception sea, since ancient times, it has been carrying the miscellaneous thoughts of all living beings. It is a gift for being talented without collapse on the spot!
Ma Zhuoer is indeed talented, and he can sense the crisis in reverse when the level is very low. Every time he has the help of God, he avoids the crisis, so that he can increase the cost a little and become a giant.
If it were n’t for the exhibition of the Terran in the past ten years or so, Ma Zhuoer was afraid of the Terran Temple, which might cause a series of tragedies. Speaking of Yan Beigui's means of rule is still quite sharp, shocking Xiao Xiao.
In any case, if it drags on, this Ma Zhuo'er will certainly not be too big, so Luo Yang wants to take back the mortal weapon while taking advantage of the convenience of absorbing huge ancient star power. ?? One ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The bright light mirror and the true spirit umbrella are also natal weapons, impregnated with blood "open front", but it is not as pure as the sword, this is the real mortal weapon, the main battle, the main killing , The main pressure.
Ma Zhuoer's spirit, he casually created a hundred sword lights, no matter where he attacked, he would eventually fall on the Taichung sword. Because of the benevolence of Luoyang's women, Taichungjian Town was used to cover this starry universe to ensure the safety of one side.
"Just do you still be the God of War? The essence of battle is killing and extinction. Since ancient times, war means destruction. The so-called peace is just a by-product of war. Taiping will definitely have to fight in a period of time. Because the living beings are greedy, take the human race as an example. To a certain extent, it will inevitably embark on the road of expansion and trample on the interests of foreigners, otherwise it will stand still, and will lose its motivation to die for a long time. "
Luo Yang smiled, and Ma Zhuoer even taught him the of war hysterically. He said lightly: "You think too much. It is normal for war to be driven by interests. I just do n’t want this space to be damaged. In addition, Taichong sword needs to be reorganized. Use the dragon scale sword to disperse. "
Ma Zhuo'er didn't speak anymore. He had an intuition. It may be the purpose of the other party to smash the sword with the dragon scale.
The level is very different, Luo Yang disdain to hide his mind, he began to attack with the broken sword, not to allow Ma Zhuoer to have time to think, and quickly break the sword body is the main topic.
"Ding, Ding, Ding ..."
The fine sparks are intertwined into clusters. The Taichung sword comes from the Kui'an civilization. It is different from the ordinary sword casting method, and it is plated layer by layer.
The previous break indicates that there is a huge defect in the Taichung sword itself, otherwise it will collapse layer by layer instead of breaking into two pieces. Now Luo Yang pours his strength into action, and immediately forms an exquisite sword shadow, which is approaching the extreme.
Ma Zhuo'er only has the power to parry, but not the fight back.
He wanted to use his powerful weapons to lower his strength for ten sessions, but the opponent's strength was not bad, but his sword-handling skills dumped him a dozen streets.
"No, no, no, I don't want to make a scabbard!" Ma Zhuo'er roared, he was scared, he was nervous, and once imagined the situation when Luo Yang came down, for this day of unremitting efforts, reached today's progress The environment, finally open my heart and feel that there is no danger, who wants to make the gap so wide?
The gap is ridiculously large !!!
Luo Yang took care of Sun Qianmo's body without using some extreme strength, and suppressed the level on the same level as Ma Zhuo'er, still mastering the initiative to prevail.
No matter how Ma Zhuo'er roars, there is a sword shadow behind him, forming a huge cage. Ma Zhuoer can only wield a sword, hack it up at any cost, and sputter a spark.
The Taichong sword began to decompose, floating thin metal films like cicada wings, like butterflies flying in the air.
There were more and more wounds on Ma Zhuo'er, but this made him even more fierce. As Luo Yang said, the curse of sentient beings has made him lose that kind of natural inspiration in these years, but in times of crisis he can often explode his potential.
When the Taichong sword dropped dozens of layers of film, Luo Yang's arm shook and saw Ma Zhuoer's mouth curled up, sneeringly: "Grabbed."
"Qiang, Qiang, Qiang ..."
The fierce and extreme counterattack formed instantly, and 36,000 blood swords were both tricky and arrogant ~ EbookFREE.me ~ There was a harsh noise when crossing the Atractylodes armor.
The armor was sparkling and covered with fine lines. Dragon Scale Sword has incredible cutting power in the air. Obviously wearing the armor, it cuts the blood vessels, causing Sun Qianmo's body to fall linearly, and black blood gushing from the corners of his eyes, nostrils, and ears.
The injury suddenly reached the critical point of danger, Luo Yang nodded: "Yes, finally let you find some feeling, this level of competition is only tasteful."
"Pervert!" Ma Zhuo'er roared in his heart, finally knowing where he was from Luo Yang. He enjoys the fun of creating terror and gaining power. The human war is not interested in this, but enjoys the uncontrollable accidents during the fierce battle. The power is just to enjoy the additional aura of fighting, and the extra benefits for the people around them, the bones are completely martial, fighting madmen.
"Come again!" Between Luo Yang's thoughts, Sun Qianmo's body was shaken by the star power, and a mysterious light pattern was outlined. Those sword qi and injuries that penetrated into the body passed along the light pattern to the hilt, and the dragon-scale sword went from Taichong. The metal film cut off from the sword came alive, bursting out of light and heat, and the clang chopped out at the same time.
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