Chapter 1003: Strong crush

clang!
Jin Ming echoed, like an empty bell toll.
Luo Yixian Zun's high-end Xianbao war spear was directly slashed by the knives and bounced back. The horrible reactionary power even pushed Luo Yixian Zun's body suddenly to the rear.
If you look closely, there is a noticeable knife mark on the top-quality Xianbao warfare gun in Luo Yixianzun's hand.
When the other person saw it, they were shocked again.
The same as Xianbao, why is the power of this crazy sword so bad?
At this moment, the gun spirit of the God of War gun was shaking in it, and the arrogance of the sword spirit made it tremble.
Luo Yixian Zun communicated with his heart, and immediately felt his fear, and his heart was shocked again.
But before he responded, the overbearing blood mang swept again. After experiencing the power of the knives, this time he finally lost his previous spirit.
On the other side, facing the vanity energy sweeping by, Qin Yu quickly dropped from the air, away from the battlefield of the two.
That was not a battle he could intervene in ...
However, seeing those immortal princes who were entangled by birds and beasts, Qin Yu immediately took the initiative to launch the sunset fairy bow and attacked them.
The collapse of the doomsday overhead has already shocked the body and mind of Zhongxianjun, and once again faces the attack of the setting sun's bow, Zhongxianjun quickly raised his sword to defend.
With the blessing of the Void Cube, the power of the setting sun fairy arrow is very powerful, but He Qin Yu's cultivation is too low.
Barely fired a few arrows, and he couldn't help it. While the celestial monks resisted, he quickly concealed his whole body and planted it in the virgin forest.
Immediately after walking for a while, he hid in the Temple of Heaven without hesitation and hid.
What he can do is hide ...
When Zhongxian Jun defeated the setting sun Yuwei and directly crushed the birds and beasts, they were shocked to find that they could not find any figure of Qin Yu.
The Temple of Heaven, transformed into a pearl of rice grains, fell into the mountain stream. Non-Extreme Goldsmiths are familiar with its material fluctuations, and absolutely cannot find its existence!
At this time, Luo Yixian Zun, under the slashing of the knives, was defeated one after another. The God of War gun in his hand had already had sharp knife marks, and it looked like an iron scrap.
The blade spirit of the zealous knives is more powerful than all his expectations, and now being suppressed by it, it is almost in a dilemma.
"Quack, Jiutian Xuanxian is just the same, even the Lord of the Dragon tribe knows it is difficult to retreat in front of Lao Tzu. You little fairy tribe is a fart. One shot killed you! "
When Luo Yixian Zun heard each other's words, he was startled again.
Is n’t even the Dragon Lord the opponent?
The Lord of the Dragon Race, is not the leader of the Alliance of All Nations?
It is said that the other party is the seventh-level strongest man in Immortal Realm, and even he is not the opponent of this hot-blooded sword spirit?
Is the matter exaggerated, or is it really happening?
If it is true, then this sword spirit is too scary.
Based on his cultivation in the middle of the nine days of Xuanxian, how can he be the opponent of the opponent?
"Why, you still don't want to surrender Yang Yuanguo. Do you want it to be buried with you?"
Watching his silence, the frown that had turned into a red-haired boy suddenly raised his eyebrows, and a domineering sword exploded again from his body.
Facing this strong and overbearing sword, Luo Yixian Zun suddenly woke up, and turned Yang Yuanguo in his hands.
"Do you dare to threaten this deity if you want this result, and if you believe it, if you are unhappy, you just ruin it?" He raised an eyebrow at the blood knife spirit, trying to threaten him.
But how could the hot-blooded sword spirit be threatened by another nineteen days of Xuanxian?
Almost instantly, a knife was cut at him. With the roar of heaven and earth, the space was divided into two, and the blood was covering the sky.
"Threatening Laozi, junior, you really haven't died ..."