Chapter 279: Accepting North China

The little sword master looked at the field and his hands trembled. These people who joined forces were all half-god. They even wanted to use their own strength to punish the family. It was really ridiculous and ignorant. However, the number of half-god in the field teamed up in Jiang Xiu. In front of it is like a generation of chickens and dogs.
"God, really is God...;...;"
Mu Jianping on the side of his eyes widened his eyes. After the Battle of Tianmen, many people said that Jiang was a god, but God is a legendary existence. The world has never seen it, so there is a lot of controversy, but at this moment he witnessed Jiang Xiu's volley fit, one person and one town, such strength is not what God is.
According to legend, the volley fit is the symbol of God. This can be said to be accurate, but it can be said to be inaccurate, but more accurately, the divine power has the material to transform its body. For example, the smog, once a person has become a smoker, then it is not easy to get into the air.
Of course, this can of course be done, but the problem is that it takes a lot of divine power to smoke. In addition, the use of divine power to fly, the huge consumption will make him exhaust the power for a while, so only when it is necessary for the enemy, it is still far from flying.
The sun is no more than a yin god, after the yin becomes a god. Taking off the flesh, it basically exists in the way of volley flying. When the is in the lower god, it is difficult to truly volley.
This is the main reason why Jiang Xiu is still pulling with a knife.
This is also the power of Jiang Xiu!
With the knife to melt the gods, the sword of the heavens and the earth is repaired with the sword of the supreme, forming the knife field, the knife is in the right place, and the knife in the coverage is full of sorrow. At this moment, the inch is flashed, and the knife is the knife. gas.
Boom, bang, bang...;...;
The surrounding air exploded, the floor bricks flew, the cyan dragon's blue stone pillars were cut off, and the tiles on the top exploded. The inch was gone all the way, and the place was destroyed. The power was comparable to that of a large hot bomb. , horrified in the world.
The children of Ji's family, who are among them, are killed by swords and their limbs are full of days. Flesh flies.
massacre!
No, it is a punishment!
"This... is it still a person?" The people who witnessed this scene were all stunned, stunned, shocked and undoubtedly attached. They waited for them to look down. They looked like four or five hundred meters of debris, as if there was an ancient god. The palace of the ancestral temple of Jiang Ji’s family holding a knife was turned into two halves.
The broken tiles on the palace also fell from time to time, and the ground was plowed out of a long groove...;...;
"Oh my God!"
Lin Mi grabbed his mouth, his eyes almost fell out, his legs were soft, and finally he felt a powerless wreck, and the softness of life sat on the ground.
This is like a knives in the heart of the Ji's family, completely destroying their vitality.
"it is good…;…;"
The people of the four major families in North China were shocked and surprised.
Ji’s killing so many people, and finally suffered a more cruel slaughter, remembering that they are killing their own people, and now it’s so happy and so happy to be so endless.
You Ji’s is also today!
The Ji family became the pungent smell.

A knife to destroy the family!

Jiang Xiu has already rushed through the hall and crossed the hall. I saw a fire station at the far end, burning a big fire, and before that, I could hear Xie Ting’s screams in my mind, but now, there is no sound, and his heart has a strong sense of uneasiness. .
Will not have an accident?
As Jiang Xiu rushed to the scene, he brought a chill of smoke. When the fire was blown, the flames went out and his sight fell into the fire stand, which had a charred body.
"Than...Ting...;...;"
Jiang Xiu's eyes slammed a bit, and the dark eyes of the eyes were dimmed, and they became dead and dead. Still, it was late.
"It’s my Jiang Xiu’s responsibility!

Jiang Xiu’s mind recalled a scene in the ancient city of the desert. At that time, in the water, she pulled Xie Ting ashore, and he promoted this situation.
He knows that this is by no means revenge. If it is revenge, Xie Ting will die in Xie's family, Xie Sanxian will die, and Xie Ting's death must be related to the advent of the saint.
"You see...;...;"
Wen Yan said that Jiang Xiu looked up and saw that he did not know when it was bright. A huge portrait of a human face cloud can be seen in the white clouds.
"It seems like a woman's face!"
"Is it a goddess?"
The huge face formed by the cloud became clearer and clearer, holding a court hair accessory, and the face was exquisite and holy, even with the death of Xie Ting.
auzw.com Jiang Xiu seems to feel that she is watching herself, and even raises a touching smile on her. This smile makes Jiang Xiu feel a lot better, and she can’t help her. Reach out.
Dead, not dead? Or the soul can escape, since the saint Jiang Xiu thinks she should have such power, but this is not like the power of the soul, it is more like a trace of thought.
"how can I help you?"
Jiang Xiu’s voice passed away.
The smile of the sky's cloud image gradually converges. Jiang Xiu didn't hear the sound. Then he closed his eyes and couldn't hear it. When he opened it again, the cloud seemed to lose strength, and the form slowly began to blur. Under the general outline of the face, I can't see her words again.
do you died?
"It’s been a while, just for a while...;...;"
If it weren’t for a few small mistakes that had delayed his time, if Zhu Getao, who was not a shit, blocked him in the farmhouse, he could save Xie Ting’s, yes!
Jiang Xiu’s eyes burst into an angry killing, and suddenly turned to look at the little sword.
"You. What do you want to do?"
The little sword master was shocked by Jiang Xiu’s terrible eyes. He realized that his own people had delayed Jiang Xiu’s affairs, so that he was late for a while, and the person he was going to save was burned to death.
"Under the river, you are very strong, but my sword palace is not weak. I am a child who is thinking about evil."
Jiang Xiu’s eyes constantly shot and killed.
"Are you chasing the princes all the way, isn't it to kill me?"
Before this. The little sword master is indeed going to kill Jiang Xiu, but now kill a wool line, you is Jiang down, I kill you, is it that you have a long life?
"misunderstanding…;…;"
Jiang Xiu said: "Misunderstanding? Just killing the worms, people who want to take my life can see them all, you should know, who is the person who I fell in the river...;...;"
Xiao Jianzhu: "When the river falls, you dare to move me a hair. My ancestors will crush you if you pay for it."
"I can tell you straightforwardly that my ancestors were already gods before World War II."
Jiang Xiu said: "You have too much nonsense."
At this time, the people who followed the little swords were shivering, and looked at Jiang Xiu with horror. He saw that he slowly raised his right hand, and his face was covered with a knife-like shape. To the sound of the sound.
"The river is falling. You dare to start with me. Isn't it true that my ancestors will retaliate?"
The small building was shuddering.
Responding to him, it was a silver knife that fell into disarray.
Tear off!
The air seems to have been opened, and the sword has not yet arrived. The little sword master has already felt a strong pressure that will almost squash him, and the ground beside him is already sag, at this moment, suddenly A golden light rushed out from the top of his head, straight into the sky, and stood in the void with a negative hand. For example, the old man, slowly turned back and looked back, as if the ancient gods overlooked the dust, it was a pair of white dazzling eyes.
"Old ancestors!"
The little sword is very pleasantly surprised, and the followers behind him are going to bow down.
Jiang Xiu is a soft voice: "Hey!"
"And slow!"
Knife Mang has no stop, directly fell from the head, penetrated the body of the little sword, in his money fell, the eyes are very big, full of eyes can not believe that Jiang Xiu dare to kill in front of his ancestors he.
"Do not!"
The illusion of the old man screamed, the body's light and shadow violent fluctuations, and finally disappeared into the invisible, this is the small sword main body curse, Jiang Xiu is of course the first to open the body charm, in order to kill the little sword master.
"what?!!"
The little sword master's screaming spirit is scattered, where dare to stay, turn and flee.
The patriarch of the four masters of North China, with their children, in a panic, hurriedly bowed to the ceremony: "I will wait to see Mr. Jiang, thank you Mr. Jiang for the North China family to eradicate the Ji family, and my North China Lang Lang."
"I wish to report!"
Jiang Xiu lost his hand behind the back, and the underground of North China is considered to be the best.
Lin Wei’s eyes were sluggish and his body shivered slightly.