Chapter 1537: A sword is a fairy!

This moment of Su Yan, very brilliant and splendid!
He is like an invincible in the whistling, Xia Kunlun, the young devil, the invincible body, the three heavenly heavens, the celestial world, now merges into one, outlines a flaming figure, the majesty of the mighty and ancient times, shaking the fairy The third city!
What a glory and splendour, the three kings, blended into one, turned into a war queen, overlooking the world!
"boom!"
The darkness of the sky was opened by a sword, and the swordsman reflected the whole field, and the eyes of the people must be bloody!
"how is this possible......."
In the third city of the immortals, the monks of the immortals screamed and screamed at the heart of the lungs, and the eyes were all bleeding and hateful!
Even the true fairy of the six-day-old family, such as being struck by lightning, the hair is scattered, and the sky is screaming, and the blood is flowing in the pupils. They are angry to the extreme state, and they are so angry that they will spurt out a blood!
"They are the same person, the same person, but who is he? Who are these people?" These people are really angry, their hearts are trembled, their eyes are black, and even a desperate mood spreads.
what is this? The group that was played is turned!
"This is really, it’s against the sky!"
Endless people roar, low-lying, even if the onlookers are stunned, really want to petrify.
what is this?
Xia Kunlun, the young devil, does not destroy the body, the three kings of heaven, but the same person, this is a big laughing stock!
People all over the world are crazy. Both Xia Kunlun and Juvenile Devil have the mythical color of dreams, but now they see the truth. These two are the same person!
"I should have thought of it, I should have thought of it..."
Yan Yuan, they cried and laughed again, looking at the glory of Su Yan, this moment he was quite brilliant, re-emerged in this shocking posture, a sword opened the dark, invincible world!
Yes, Su Yan is mastered by a gasification of Sanqing, and under the state of gasification and Sanqing, he has turned into three identities. Although the three kings of heaven are terrible, there is absolutely no such debut, and they must be shocked.
"Hey!"
The boundless swordsman, tearing the darkness!
"This is a great study...."
Fan Jian’s eyes wide open. He believes that under this state, Su Yan, who broke out at the bottom of the pressure box, is bound to be infinitely horrible. This sword has blossomed out of the world, and the sly scorpion has split open. The fairy tales of the sky are broken. net.
Even with the swordsmanship sweeping, people in the third city of the Xian family have some doubts about life.
They feel that they can't sense the fairy. They don't seem to be true immortals, but they are immortal. This is a very special and outrageous mood fluctuation, which leads to the great loss of the great army!
"Kill!"
Shouting and killing the sound, it is more and murderous. The third city of the fairy corpse is bloody, and the big robbery was born. A large number of immortal monks smashed blood, and the sky was full of human heads, broken bones, flesh and blood, dancing. !
The picture is maddening!
羿Yuan, their top ten strongmen are mad at bloody, killing the Quartet here, they want to wash the third city of Xian, and even to dominate this ancient city, to lay an indestructible foundation in the battlefield of the Wan people, to make the name of the heavenly court , once again sweeping the immortal Tianyu!
"what!"
However, the battle between Su Yan and Xian Jun is not over yet.
In the world where the swordsman is blazing, Su Yan is almost integrated with the imitation of the sword of Xian Xian. It roars and destroys everything. Together with the dark eyes of Xian, they are all twisted, cracking and shaking!
"I can't lose to you!"
The celestial anger is low and low, burning all the vitality, pushing the darkness of the sky to burn again, flowing out of the thick dark light, shaped like the power of the sky, wanting to resist Su Yan's sword front!
"Boom!"
The third city of the fairy, the screaming, the sound of the thunder exploded
People feel that the city is going to collapse. At the crucial moment, the ancient city shines autonomously. The ancient city pools are covered with hundreds of millions of marks, and the ancient and vast gods are filled, and the ancient city that is about to be broken is hardened!
"kill!"
Xianjun almost burned everything, two pairs of pupils, turned into a fuss, and sacrificed the strongest force, killing it!
"Boom!"
The sky is cracked, the ghosts are crying, the darkness is dancing, and the horror is inexplicable!
This is too horrible and invincible, a pair of Tianmu, seems to dominate the life and death of God, sputtered the brilliance, shaped like a tornado, let the entire ancient city shake again!
It's hard to imagine how strong this is.
The terrible dawn contains the order of the heavens, and both of them have torn the swordsmanship. Many people have seen that Su Yan’s shocking and majestic appearance has collapsed many blood holes, and it is so dense that the whole body is directly crushed. Fall!
If he is not a small treasure, then a face, he will collapse directly, even if he can live, his body is painful, really want to fall apart!
"cut!"
Su Yan Daxie, the dancing sword front is more sharp, Jian Yantian, open the Han Han, sweep the sky star!
The rolling swordsmanship, tumbling, smashing the waves, contains the supreme esoteric of a sword and the immortality, and finally invaded the Tianmu of Xianji, affecting his entire Tianmu distortion, tremble, and even flowing black blood!
"Oh, ten days...."
Xianjun fears yelling, how can this sorcerer Su Yan master, why?
As a disciple of the ancestor of the immortal, he is very clear about the ancestor of the immortal in that time, and dig out the eyes of a certain life, and how much he paid a great price!
For millions of years, since the fall of the heavens, the ancestors of the immortals have excavated a lot of Jedi, and in the dark have also destroyed some of the Taoism, the harvest is terrible, and the eye is one of them.
In short, he is getting stronger and stronger. Once he said that once the eyes of the sky are sacrificed, almost no one can survive!
But nowadays, his immortals are subject to the fate of being killed!
Is this also the fascinating school in the ten series of Haotian? He knows very little about Haotianshidao, and one of the swordsmanships really makes him fearful!
"Not good, not good!"
The high-level sensation of the immortals, they have been paying attention to this battle!
The clan teaches the supreme face to be ugly, seeing the darkness of the sky, flowing out of the black blood, this is a sign of the commandment!
His face is serious, and the immortals are self-sufficient to step into the battlefield of the Wan nationality. If he is really degraded, even the ancestor of the celestial celestial celestial being, he does not know that he is dead!
If the ancestor of the Xianzu knows now, he may be able to save his life.
But now that everything is late, is it really the end of the road? Otherwise, how could he encounter such a disaster, and even face death when he just shot, which is too unfortunate.
"I want to survive!"
The broken eyes of the immortals are still burning, the black waves are soaring, the bombardment of the heavens and the earth are bursting, and they want to reverse the combat power, break the sword front of Su Yan, and escape!
He must escape and report the matter to the master.
"cut!"
Su Yan once again swung the sword, full of black long hair dance, the golden sword in the hands of the billions of swordsman, even in the process of Su Yan's ultimate recovery, which led to the sword, in operation, to be blasted !
"A sword, a fairy, kill!"
He yelled and waved the sword tire that was going to rot. This sword broke the sky and was too horrible!
The whole city seems to have been cut by time and space. In the endless swordsmanship, the moment of smashing forward, the darkness of the sky is ruined, and then the bulls are rushing, followed by a sword, and once again in the darkness of the eye. Above!
In the end, the eyeballs spilled down the rich black blood and dyed the void!
"what!"
Xianjun screams, he still has a lot of backhands, and he has not had time to show.
However, he did not have a chance. Under the sword, he could not be distracted.
In the end, he didn't have any breathing time. This swordman split his eye and squatted on his god!
"Old ancestors...."
The third city of the fairy, the corpse is everywhere, blood is rolling.
In the midst of anger, a group of immortal strongmen struggled to kill, wanting to keep the immortals and take him away.
It is a pity that they just released the ban on this area, and they were smashed by the energy of the world. The body of the cockroach was torn apart, and the film began to burst.
"what!"
This group of people has not yet produced a lot of storms, and they will die in ruins and violently die. Who can participate? Who can take away the ancestors of Xianjun?
Even the immortal strong who survived, but also the field of the contest of the power of the sky, the impact of crying and laughing, seems to become dementia.
No one dares to approach, and the land of war has turned into a forbidden place!
Su Yan was scarred and bruised, and his body was full of blood holes. His body was going to fall apart. He resisted the pain and carried the golden sword tire that had been cracked, and walked toward Xianjun!
Xian averaged want to get up, but it was useless. He didn't even have the strength to stand up.
He is too old, his hair is white, his suffocation, his blood is exhausted, and the deadline is coming!
"I can not be reconciled!"
He growled, his eyes bleed, and he was unwilling and desperate.
He has a lot of backhands, he has the means to save his life, but there is no chance, all the opportunities are ruthlessly cut off by this sword!
As a ancestor of the immortal, even if it is really dead, it can't be on the road. Shouldn't it end in glory!
But he can't do it, encounters a terrible enemy, and encounters a very outrageous existence!
Xian is silent, recalling this life, suddenly angry, how brilliant and proud he used to be, the immortal master of the supreme in front of him, are not enough to see.
Now looking back, he feels very ridiculous.
Su Yan's cold appearance, his heart is not calm.
Xianjun has superb potential, terrible talent, of course, can not match his childhood.
He has a kind of gratitude. If he is not influenced by the local government, he will lead to the most powerful talents. His life is definitely not exciting now!
"If you live, you can come up with something to exchange!"
Su Yan’s cold-eyed nephew stared at Xianjun, who had come to him and looked down at him and said,
I can’t kill you!

"Haha... hahaha..."
Xianjun laughed out, and there was not much embarrassment on his face. On the contrary, he looked very calm. He said: "I am a fairy, I used to be a world, and I was once brilliant. I didn't expect to rebuild myself. It was a day of death!"
"Then I will fulfill you!"
The smashed swordsman in Su Yan’s hands glowed, and he rushed forward in an instant, and he wanted to force him all!
This scene, the thrill of the immortal celestial glory of the thunder, the thunder of the wrath, simply shocked the whole world, after all, is the disciple of the ancestor of the immortal, nowadays by a young man to force, this is a shame!
But who can stop it!
"Who!"
However, Su Yan’s sword is about to force the time of the immortal....
His face changed sharply, his back was hairy, and he had a goose bump.
Because I noticed a figure, I have been standing here, perhaps standing here and watching them fight.
Nowadays, she manifests herself from the vague world, and her figure is not very clear. She wears a large gray robes and is filled with ancient and mysterious atmosphere.
She appeared too abrupt, and her sleeves were stunned, with Xianjun, stepping out and leaving the third city of the fairy!
"Stand up, stay, that's my treasure!"
Su Yan was furious and chased the sword and chased the city.
The woman's speed is quite fast, and it is extremely mysterious. The gray robes are old in style and have a looming font, which is filled with avenues.
Road?
Above the robes, there is a font, the road!
Generally speaking, the embroidered word on the robes should be the family name.
But this family name is a bit surprising.