Chapter 927: That blade of style

The ninth and twenty-seventh chapter of the blade of the style
Cold light.
The ancient instrument was broken and flew up to Tianyu. Its horror was gradually revealed. In the sorcerer's sword array, the layer of pale black powder peeled off and directly entered the peak of the artifact, making the weapons of all people smashed. Trembling.
This is the oppression of ancient artifacts!
"Hey!"
Immediately, a cold man shot from the body of Lingfeng, pierced the void, like flying from the stars, bathed in the dark light, although only two inches long, but the fierce light presented Heart cold.
This is a dagger, nothingness is almost dreamy.
Truncence!
At this moment, it finally showed a brilliant luster, and the deep stream of light like a starry sky, like shining in the heart of Ling Feng, smashing out thousands of gods.
The tremble of "呛", it flew into the broken edge of the ancients.
For a time, Haomeng was shocked, fierce and glaring, and the glass of the land was washed down. The void was silently broken. When the real condemnation was intercepted, there would be no such thing as a weapon of the gods. It can easily tear the void and kill it quietly.
When the silence was about to be killed in the face of Ling Feng, he raised the blade of the ancients. At that moment, the wind and the clouds stopped, and the cloud and the battlefield were shocked together, like the ancient beasts crouching under the holy land of the Emperor. Wake up the same.
Gasping the mountains and rivers!
The first to fly into the broken edge of the ancient instrument is the black hole of the Eight Ways of the Devils, which are branded on it and turned into an ancient sword array, which makes the ancient weapon fierce climb a big step, and then the endless heaven and earth sighs, Entering the broken edge of the ancients, it has taken a step up.
In the next moment, Ling Feng's blood is boiling, and the vision is full. A thunderous fire phoenix bathes in the deep starry sky and wraps around the broken edge of the ancients, but this is not the most amazing.
When the ice-fired fire, and the star river that had been crouching in Dantian, appeared, even Ling Feng was shocked.
They flew into the broken edge of the ancients, weighing more than 100 million jin.
"God is absolutely!"
Ling Feng used all his strength to make a loud noise, and then he swayed and swayed. When the ancient blade flew out, his power was like being evacuated, his body was dull, his flesh and blood dried up, and the whole People are thinning a circle.
And the endless force is dominated by the broken edge of the ancients.
A blade smashed, time and space burst, and in that deep space, there was a huge storm, smashing the dark power, bringing it together, and hitting Qin Haotian in a comprehensive way.
At this moment, the broken blade of the ancients has been out of control. It is getting more and more sturdy, and the figure on it is reflected in the figure, like the of martial arts falling down, like the heavens and the earth being cut off.
God!
The broken blade seems to be against God. It destroys the dust and breaks the heavens and the earth. There is no doubt that this blade is detached. It is not Wu Zun’s control. Even God is shuddering, in which they feel To destroy the power of the people.
The power of God!
This is the edge of Lingfeng's condensed whole body strength. In the deep space, it is mysterious and elegant, cruel and violent, and full of charm, and when it squats, time is fixed.
"laugh!"
In the blink of an eye, the ancient instrument broke the blade and smashed the slain gun. There was no amazing explosive power. Only the sound of the dark space torn, the tyrant gun was plunged into the mud, and was being swallowed by the terrible hurricane.
"When!" The loud noise.
People only think that the eardrums are bleeding. Some of the martial arts are unbearable, and their bodies are smashed. It seems to be shocked by the invisible momentum. They are pale and can't help but go backwards.
The overlord gun stopped, and the above-mentioned life and death demon domain was actually disintegrating. This made people widen their eyes and felt incredible. What power can break this magic domain?
Obviously, the interception can be done, and the ancients can do it.
"boom!"
It was a huge explosion. The Overlord was screaming, and even it could not withstand such a god. It was being wiped out, and at this moment, the artifact suddenly disappeared. When people suspected it had been crushed by the Overlord. It is.
However, the eyes of Qingyi, the Emperor and the Lord are all cold, and they feel horrified in such a battle.
Not only are they horrified, but Qin Haotian.
He tried his best to retire backwards, pushing his hands horizontally, and playing a line of gods and rainbows, trying to stop a disaster, but he still stunned the ancients and the savage.
"Hey!"
For a moment, one hand was pierced through a sputum, a broken blade suddenly flew out of his chest, inserted into his viscera, and the boring giant force, ragingly destroyed his Flesh and blood, take him back.
"Ding!"
The broken blade of the ancients stabbed into the ground, pinning the scorpion of the Qin dynasty, and the fierce light above was completely blasted, blurring the flesh and blood of the blast, and all the internal organs were split.
"Inch God!"
At the same time, Ling Feng barely cohesive strength, flew out to one side, but this is still unable to escape the power of the silence, swept by the power of darkness, fluttering and flying out.
"thump!"
He fell on the battlefield, blood flow like a note, his body was pierced through a hole, and even the spine was broken, but this injury is not too bad for him.
So, under the eyes of people, Ling Feng stood up again and again.
A blade of broken life and death!
A slap in the face!
How awkward it is!
Qin Haotian wanted to get up, but the broken blade of the ancients was swallowing his blood. Shenhong was cut off from the blade and the body was seriously injured, which made him very weak.
"I lost!"
Qin Haotian struggled for a moment, and said with sorrow, he had tried his best to do the best, and he had done it one by one, but when the blow came, he still fell.
He laughs and laughs heartbreaking.
He cried and made people sad for years.
The gods of the gods are silent, they are almost suffocating, sorrow and anger, and a powerful and embarrassing Qin Haotian falls, who can imagine this.
Someone is against God!
For the first time, the static drop of Yun Guan can be heard. People don’t have crazy cheers. Just watching this scene quietly, what kind of power is destroying a god?
Against the gods, the eyes are wet, and the excitement is straightforward. Finally, someone interprets the words "anti-God". They want to tell everyone that the person standing in the middle of the battlefield is their young master, but they can’t .
What I can do is straighten my back and fear!
The people in the anti-desert have not been as ecstatic as before, but Ling Qing, Yun Xi, Liu Shushu, and Du Gu Yu Yue are all bursting into tears. They have been expecting them for so many years, and they have finally taken off.
This is a grand event against the wild, and it is the glory of the whole person.
They are using the strong fighting power to announce the world, against the gods!
"you lose!"
Ling Feng came forward, even though his body was bleeding, but the heroic body still left an indelible grace. He pulled out the broken blade of the ancients and took out a best float from the storage ring. , thrown to Qin Haotian.
He wants to defeat this person, but it does not mean that the entire cracked will hate him.
"What is that?" Qin Haotian asked weakly.
"God is absolutely!"
"A skill?" Qin Haotian did not understand.
"A taboo!" Ling Feng said with sincerity, each of the seven heavens and the earth represents a kind of terrorist power, and there is a god, a star, and a god. It has the power to reverse the gods.
This is also the taboo that Ling Feng has been studying for years. Fortunately, he finally entered this threshold when he realized that he had been in the magical battlefield for several years.
However, God is too horrible to devour all his power, directly out of control, and out of his control. If Qin Tiantian is very strong, I am afraid that it has become a bone at this moment.
"Thank you!"
Qin Haotian understood that he was defeated in the talent, but also lost in this practice, and lost.
The focus is different. Although he has been precipitating, he has stopped at the realm and the realm of life and death. He still neglects the magical power, and the absurd Xiaoqi is almost perfect in this respect, and he is at the most brilliant time. Being trampled under the feet...
He swallowed the best of the scum, and fell to the ground, and he passed out.
God.
"It still lost..."
Ming Ming has been laughing and laughing. Now he can only understand the mood of Qin Yutian. In these years, Xiaomen Xiaoqi will soon become their curse. If they do not break, they will eventually affect the martial arts.
Therefore, they have worked hard and prepared many means, but ... they fell short.
The mess is a mess!
"Today, we are all losers." Xiahou Yufeng eyes dim.
"Another clear!"
Many people say that as long as the two people are alive, other forces must be suppressed. Is it a millennium or a thousand years?
"This is anti-God!"
Qingyi stood up and gracefully took off the dust on his body and stepped away.
However, the sly eyes, the cold words, are still the emperor's sacred words, and I want to die.
The Emperor's Lord is a bright-eyed person. He paid an ancient country. Naturally, he hopes that the sneak peek can go further, and now he proves this with a strong laurel.
One to zero!
The first battle is fixed!
The sacred gods finally stopped, and their journey was smothered by the ridiculously small seven-one blade. This made many people sigh and sigh, not that Qin 弑天 is not strong, but that he is not strong enough.
This moment of the wind, like a curse, is imprisoned in people's hearts.
Picking up the crown!
This is an undisputed fact, and Ling Feng and Ye Xinran are taken away by people. Their injuries are not light, but the four women, the proud birds and the elders of the people are still waiting for the carnival. .
The jihad that lasted for several months has finally come to an end. Many people, while enjoying a sigh of relief, can't help but cheer for such a holy war, I am afraid that they will not see it in the future.
The mind that has been tight against the gods has also been loose. Under the command of the Lord of the Devil, they secretly sneaked into the small courtyard where Ling Feng was located, and sent a message to the hands of Ling Feng and others.
"Xuankong Zong, was a god-level force?" Ling Feng squinted and his eyes were cold. "Can't help it?"