Chapter 1621: Confucius fell, the sword **** was born!

This scene is too shocking.
It seems that as Jiang Tian rushed over, the battleship group turned into a sea of ​​fire, and a earth-shattering explosion occurred, blooming like a flower behind Jiang Tian.
"Here, this is an invisible fleet of immortal ruins and formations!"
Under the light curtain of the academy, countless disciples exclaimed and wailed.
In fact, Jiang Tian's speed is too fast, and it is difficult to catch the highest imprinting artifact of Xianxu.
Even the pursuit of the consciousness of the powerful will be dizzy and disgusting.
In the eyes of everyone, as if Jiang Tian's body flickered, many warships and war machines were caught in a sea of ​​fire and exploded in succession.
"He, how could he be so powerful!"
And the pretty face of Yulian Fairy changed to "color", pale as if she had been dead for three days, her body slightly trembling, and she was trembling.
As a cultivating civilization that escaped from the disaster of extinction 10,000 years ago, Xianxu monks have always been full of crisis and are very careful and cautious.
After Jiang Tian beheaded and shook the world emperor, Xianxu had already sensed the deep crisis and took the posture of decisive battle to mobilize the power of the entire Xianxu to speed up the development of these war machines.
Fairy Yulian, the master of formation, knows best.
These warships are derived from the design drawings left by the wood spirit civilization, and have spent thousands of years of hard work on the countless benefactors of the Xianxu.
But all this, in minutes and seconds, was broken by Jiang Tian.
It can be said that the world view of the Yulian fairy collapsed at this moment, full of disbelief, as if hell.
"Teacher has already run the secret technique of" Zhe ", but still can't dissolve the traces of God that Jiang Taichu left in his body!"
The hanging pot big offering wine face "color" is frightened, can't believe it.
The word secret technique, one of the nine heavenly spells of wood spirit star, is the main treatment and recovery.
The master is in control of this mysterious technique. It is so ancient that it has reached its peak and reached the point of blood rebirth and flesh regeneration.
But at this moment, no matter how the Master works, the many laws left by Jiang Tian on his wounds are still incapable of being destroyed. It seems to be like grass from the original, the spring breeze is blowing again, and the cycle is constantly breeding, as if Can live forever.
"No, he caught up!"
"Sir, be careful!"
At this moment, countless disciples of the academy were shocked and dumbfounded, cries of applause came one after another.
Everyone saw that Jiang Tian's figure flickered like a glimpse of light, spanning hundreds of miles, and came to the Master.
Sen Han's sword, like a snow, with a terrible murderous opportunity, fell like a galaxy for nine days.
At this time, the Master used the secret of the word "Xing" to be as fast as lightning. Although he had fallen to Yuanying, He Zengruohua had a great power. I am afraid that few people could reach it above the fairy ruins. This speed.
Under Jiang Tian's Kunpeng speed, Confucius was like a disabled old man with limited mobility. He was so slow that he was caught up by Jiang Tian in the blink of an eye.
"Ah! Master, are you going to fall today?"
"Jiang Taichu, this devil, is so vicious!"
"Teacher! Our great Master, was murdered by thieves today. Jiang Taichu, if you act so arrogantly, you will be condemned by heaven, and you will not die!"
In an instant, on the endless expanse of immortal ruins, I do n’t know how many monks and mortals were exclaiming and scolding. They wished that Jiang Tian would be cramped and peeled, and the sacrifice of the gods and souls could solve the hatred.
"Okay! This old thief is finally over!"
"Your Majesty, kill him and avenge the ancient sages!"
But on the side of the big consort, there was a lot of cheering, everyone's eyes were excited, and the clenched fists were tight again.
The rest of his life can be described as the left arm and right arm of the old ruin emperor. He once participated in the wars of the Daoist era, slaughter, millions of corpses, and homicides in many worlds. Ruins, veritable intruders.
The most hateful thing is that after the establishment of the Xianxu dynasty, his invader, a war madness, transformed into a Confucian Confucianism and giant, and he always said that he would not be benevolent and moral. The worship and veneration of the gods seem to be able to save the people, and stand above the gods who are loving and kind.
auzw.com Now, he has been shot down to Yuanying Realm, fighting against the realm, where he is Jiang Tian ’s opponent, will be cut into fly ash with a sword.
Just when everyone, including the Master himself, believed that Jiang Tian could not avoid this sword.
"Jiang Taichu, stop! Sword God is also coming!"
It was full of majesty, but there was a sharp and sharp drink like a sword of the world. It came from the horizon, it seemed extremely far away, hundreds of miles or even thousands of miles away.
This drink is naturally not an ordinary sound wave, but is transmitted by the true secret method, and the speed is ten times and one hundred times faster than the ordinary sound.
Some wise wise men saw that when the word "ginger" sounded, a bright bright spot appeared on that day. The bright spot instantly turned into a bright meteor, cutting hundreds of miles of heaven and earth, dividing the clouds and stars, and when the word "Ye" fell That meteor has come behind Jiang Tian, ​​turned out to be a sharp sword light.
The speed of this flying sword is already unbelievably fast.
"Sword God is coming!"
"White swordsman!"
In an instant, no matter whether it was a monk near the Xuantian Mountains or a mortal person far away in the desolate mountains above the Immortal Ruins, they all bowed to the ground and worshiped as if they were seeing spirits.
That look was more respectful than when facing the Confucius.
A monk on the positioning plane knows that Confucius is not a monk of the South Gate Galaxy, but comes from the distant Beidou Galaxy.
It is rumored that the cultivation civilization there is stronger and stronger, and the laws and avenues of the sword surpass the monks of the fairy ruins.
Unlike the Confucius who opened the door of convenience and wide-ranging disciples in the academy way, the sword took the elite route, and the sword servants trained were not more than a dozen people, but each of them reached the of gods and became another major branch of the fairy ruins , So that they are highly esteemed, and even the imperial palace is heavily relied upon.
Seeing that the sword shot, even the Master was falling back like a comet falling into the stars, and a slight smile of pride appeared on his face, and he said with a cold voice: "Jiang Taichu, the old man's strong support came, you can't kill me! Stop it! "
Yes, although he is in deep crisis and is destined to die, he is still as confident as Zhizhu.
In the face of the sword of the sword god, he could only defend back.
And, do your best.
Otherwise, Jiang Tian will die.
The sword uses the "Flying Immortals", and the sword has exhausted all his strength. It is the fastest, strongest and most poisonous sword ever made. Confucius believes that if he gets along with each other, even if he is in the peak state of Huashen, he will not be sure that he will be severely hit by blocking the sword of Sword God.
"Want to fight a fish dead net?" Confucius grinned proudly. On the one hand, he really believed that Jiang Tian must give up chasing, on the other hand, it was also a mental interference, which made Jiang Tiandao's heart chaotic.
In this way, whether you escape or escape from the sword god, you will have a better chance of winning.
Competing masters is not only a collision of flesh, magic weapon, magical powers and laws, but also a battle between spirit and soul.
"My sword, there is no retreat, there is no return!"
Jiang Tian ’s face was as calm as Gujing, and Sen Han ’s eyes were sharp as a sword, without any increase or decrease, no movement at all, that kind of firmness made the Confucius stunned: "Only one can think forward, never stop thinking. ! "
"He actually wants to fight me?"
"Aren't he afraid of dying?"
"Why can he? Even if I have been through the battles on the battlefield for thousands of years, I have been tossed and killed in the halls, bathed in the storms of the rivers and lakes, and I have not exercised this kind of intrepidity, and I am willing to share the same heart with people. ! "
The thoughts in my mind were surging, the Master was full of consternation, surprise and unbelievable, the soul and flesh had a moment of numbness and stiffness, and the reaction speed of flesh and law resistance was a bit slow.
And the master is fighting, killing one person, a millisecond is enough.
"Attack!"
A coldness from Sen Han struck, and the Master instantly regained his mind, but he wanted to perform the Nine Great Sky Techniques to escape and defend. It was over.
"Me, I'm not willing! The crisis of annihilation is not yet ..."
Amidst the unwillingness of the Master and the desperate cry, Jiang Tian Jue Tianjian shook, various divine-level laws broke out, destroyed and destroyed, the Master ’s Yuan Ying and the flesh were smashed and smashed into large swaths of blood rain, The extremely rich essence and vast vitality swept through the heavens and the earth like a panning wave.
At this moment, the entire Xianxu, hundreds of millions of miles, and even the monks of the second and third tier worlds, but everyone who saw this scene through the light curtain was dumbfounded and motionless like a lightning strike.
The founder of the Xianxu Dynasty, the Baiyue Academy and Dayan Dao created the founder and one of the three giants, Master, the rest of his life!
Fall!