Chapter 2078: Sword prison

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When I saw the purple fire door Emperor strong, a sword pierced the dragon's abdomen, saw the painful dragon tears flying from the dragon's eye corner, Ye Fan's anger was like a volcanic eruption, it is difficult to contain!
The triple disintegration, the sword is disintegrated, and Ye Fan relies on continuous efforts to cultivate, and with the strengthening of Suzaku's fire just a few days ago, it has been used up.
Waiting for the three people of the purple fire door to ask more than two sentences, Ye Fan has already waved a giant sword in his hand, commanding tens of thousands of flying swords, and quickly assembled into eight dragons in the air!
"Eight Wild Emperor!"
Eight sword dragons from all directions, shrouded in the past, directly blocked the three people's escape route!
None of these three people can go!
"No... impossible! Emperor-level swordsmanship!? Holy heavens pressure!?"
"When is the heavenly blessing of the emperor-level sword repaired?"
"Don't lie! Run quickly!!"
The master is the clearest mind and loudly reminds the two younger brothers that this is not what they can fight against!
In the same level, the imperial sword is the absolute advantage, not to mention the fact that this is still the pressure of the Holy Land, completely crushing their existence!
"Follow me! Rush out!"
On that day, the emperor greeted him, and pulled out the purple swordsman’s top-grade sword-level flying sword, which was transported by the Emperor of Heaven and smashed into the purple flame.
The two kings do not dare to support the big, directly discard the clasp chain that is held, and spur the real yuan together, sprinting in the same direction!
The three turned into a huge trident of purple flames, in the middle of the gap between the two emperors, trying to break through!
Ye Fan saw it and found that he underestimated the speed and power of the three people.
Although the Eight-Dragon Emperor Dragon is tyrannical, it can lack the agility and coverage, and it is easy for these people to escape.
When I thought about it, Ye Fan suddenly thought of a move.
Eight Emperors listened to the Sword Lord's call, directly changed the direction of the swimming, and became a horizontal surround!
At that time, the eight emperors seemed to be the Great Wall of the sword layer by layer, and like the iron wall, directly blocking all the gaps!
The three purple firemen monks had just rushed out, and they saw the sword dragon lying on their backs. There were four stegosaurus in the front time, layered!
"Master! This... this can't be hard!"
"The sacred king is the emperor-level sword, and it will die!!"
All flying swords in front of the eyes have emperor-level swords and blessings, and their real elements can't break through!
What makes them feel desperate is that Emperor Dragon gradually wrapped up the entire space, and the eight emperors seemed to merge into one, becoming a cage of swords!
Ye Fan stood in a huge spherical space and looked at the flying sword everywhere in front of his eyes. He was quite satisfied.
"This trick... is called 'Dragon's Swordsman'... You should be honored, I use your blood to commemorate the birth of this trick..."
The master is pale, "Where is your sacredness? Why do you want to do it right with us!"
We are the ancestors of Zi Xuan, the master is also a strong sage. If you hurt us, it is equal to the enemy of Zi Xuan!

Ye Fan, which manages these, directly in the hands of the giant sword lights up the sword, the figure flashed quickly!
"breaking Dawn!"
The Emperor who is still talking is already flying!
The of the heavenly emperor fled in panic!
"Roar!"
Angry 蛟 dragon, then broke away from the chain shackles!
A take-off, squirting a bit of dragon inflammation, directly burned its gods, completely squandered!
The two kings collapsed, and they couldn’t help but fly around in all directions. They tried to escape in two directions.
However, they are just approaching the edge of the sword, and countless flying swords are like flying scorpions, completely puncturing them!
The two bodies of riddled holes were broken into a puffy blood fog!
Between the two, one day, two kings, has been killed by Ye Fan.
Ye Fan waved his hand, and thousands of flying swords dispersed, returning to the sword ring.
"the host!"
Xiaolong came to a very excited, with a little bit of grievances, into Ye Fan’s mind.
Ye Fan was filled with emotion, took a deep breath, flew over, and beat the faucet hard!
"You are a snake! How come here!?"
The dragon in front of me is an old friend who has had troubles and lives together, life and death, Xiaojin!
Although Xiaojin has apparently turned into a dragon, the appearance has changed, but this breath has been separated for decades, and nothing has changed!
When I heard the familiar tone and called his master, Ye Fan was even more certain!
The dumplings stayed on the shoulders of Ye Fan and made a sudden "squeaky" sound. It seemed that the dragon was known by Ye Fan and could not be eaten. It felt a little pity...
Xiaojin was beaten by the head. Although it was a little painful, he could open the dragon's mouth happily.
"Master... Master, I miss you very much... You are often scared when you are not there, so sad..."
Seeing that this greedy snake has actually revealed the huge dragon teardrops, Ye Fan has some heart and soul.
"Cry and cry, you are thousands of years old, only separated for decades, like words?" Ye Fan smiled.
"That said, but because of the owner, Xiaojin has today...
However, the owner is still the master, always so powerful...
After so many years, I finally know that the owner is still alive..."
Ye Fan sighed and looked at the wound in Xiaojin’s abdomen and found that he was already healing.
Is it hurting?

"This hurts, no problem! If they are not ambushed, these three hairs may not be able to get me!"
What is hateful is their master, the old miscellaneous hair called Zi Xuan's ancestors...
But when the owner comes, I don't have to worry about being caught and riding, it's great!

Ye Fan was trying to say something. He found that some people noticed the movement and leaned over to know the monks who were the purple fire gates.
So Ye Fan immediately let Xiaojin hide, first fly to the bottom, find a place, and make things clear.
Killing is always available, and he is now eager to know what is going on.
Xiaojin will know, instantly become smaller, turned into a blue-golden dragon, and the length of the half-arm is so delicate and lovely.
It licked the dumplings on the shoulders of the leaves, and some wondered, but they quickly told Ye Fan to fly to the next position.
Ye Fan thought, if he wants to kill people here, or do not use the original appearance is better, so by the way turned the face into a cold star.
"Master, in front of the red lotus gate of the mountain guardian, first go to the dry position, then go to the position..."
Xiao Jin directed, according to the specific route, the scenery in front suddenly changed, from a messy mountain forest to a sect door with dozens of pavilions.
Pavilions and otters, carved beams and painted buildings, stone bridges and roads, streams and streams, misty clouds, such as fairyland.
The three characters of "Red Lotus Gate" are still ancient Chinese characters on the earth?