: Section 312 Holy Sword Prison Sea

The torrent of light and sand that suddenly illuminates, taking away all the light of the battlefield.
In front of the light curtain, countless people got up at this time, and their faces were blank. They were shocked by the scene in front of them. And those generals, but they can't believe the figure in the light curtain, just like a ghost.
This...what is the realm of control...
When the light is gone, the figure of the three people is exposed in front of everyone.
The old wind is full of panic in his eyes. He is squatting on his body. No inch is complete, and numerous blood holes are like honeycombs. It is very terrible. He stood there, motionless, like a sculpture.
Amethyst is transparent like a mineral crystal body, squeaking, a soft bang, a crack on her forehead, followed. The snoring is endless, and in a blink of an eye, her lost face and body are covered with countless cracks like spider webs.
Full of arms and arms to protect the face, covered with scars, bloody, but [violent bear blood] gave him tenacious vitality, and his amazing defense, also let him survive the light sand torrent. The injury on his body looked scary, but it was actually a skin injury.
"I want to kill you! Let's die!"
The full column was completely violent, and the breath on his body became more violent. He covered his face with his arms, and roared and rushed toward the soldiers!
As long as he kills the soul, he can crush the like a pinch ant!
"kill!"
Indifferent to kill and sink, suddenly blasted in his ears.
A sly knife light appeared in front of him without warning.
A strong sense of danger, screaming at the full column, he was in a hurry, the blood in his body suddenly boiled, and the pale bears appeared in the sky, and they cast a brown light and fell from the sky.
On the back of the column, a fierce brown bear tattoo appeared.
Blood Call!
The incomparable power suddenly broke out in his body, and the full column felt that the whole body was full of strength, and his hair was shining with a hint of silver! Full of joy and ecstasy, the sky is not dead, I actually broke through at such a critical time!
When Tang Yi retired from the battlefield, he began to turn the direction. The soldiers condensed the light group and deliberately had a pause, just to win time for Tang Yi.
When the soldiers started, Tang Yi had already led the team and returned to kill.
Therefore, when the light is exhausted, Tang Yi has already killed the full body, and the timing of the knife is seamless. However, even if it has been trained many times before, the result of this knife is still far from the requirements of Tang Yi.
The radiance and power of the light and sand torrents not only shocked other people, but even the warriors under the Tang dynasty were greatly affected. The result is that there are only thirty-five people who can really swing the scimitar in their hands, and that Tang Yizhen, who has tried his best to swing the scimitar, has only 20 people.
In exchange for the Southern Cross Corps, such a poor performance is enough to make the team's sergeants shy and die, enough to make the entire team closed.
But at this time, it is enough!
Tang Yi’s control of Mang’s is not as good as that of the soldiers, but his master’s knife method can control the mans in such a small range, but he can exert amazing power.
Tang Yi’s knives were silent and trembled. More than 30 knives were smothered by magnets.
In the eyes of outsiders, these knives are among the knives that have not entered Tang Yi, but in fact they are attached to Tang Yi's knives, forming a group of knives at a small distance, and they oscillate at a very high frequency at high speed.
The knives instantly touched the arms of the full column, the silvery hair swelled, the sour sound of metal cutting and the screams of the full column.
The knife was not half of the full arm, and the blood spewed out.
The pain caused the full column to be as violent as the beast, but the strange scene appeared, the spewing blood automatically stopped in a very short time, and the wound began to heal slowly.
It is a pity that if the team is well trained, it can be solved with one knife.
At this time, the subordinates behind him have not been able to count on them. These rookies are absolutely too late to throw a second knife. This is the time when the military commander needs to play his own personal bravery. This is also why low-ranking military commanders often have high demands on individual force. In local battlefields, outstanding personal strength is often a weapon to break the deadlock.
Tang has no expression on his face, his body is slightly undulating, and his horse's knives in his hand are as if there is nothing, such as a light feather.
The knife is as thin as a flap.
Master's knife method, let him swing twenty-two knives between the electric and the flint!
Twenty-two knives, the precision of the incompletely filled the wound of the full column arm, no deviation!
Tang was like a gust of wind, passing by the full column.
Behind him, both arms flew into the sky, and the column was full of horror, but there was no sound, and a blood line appeared in his throat.
Tang Yi stopped the momentum, turned the horse head, and spurred the horse.
On the horseback, Tang Yiheng knife immediately, indifferently chilled, and majestic.
puff!
At this time, the blood spurts out from the throat of the column and falls on the back.
Just at this time, the old wind fell at the same time, and the breath was extinct. The amethyst, which is covered with cracks, turns into a piece of land.
Three people, do it!
Sima Xiao couldn't smile anymore. He stared at the light curtain and his face was a bit gloomy. Of course, he can see that this so-called corps is indeed a cannon corps, and even basic training is not enough. But this is a cannonball corps, but it is so strong, counted down, there are four people in the list of the dead in their hands, seriously injured one person.
From the record, this is definitely not a cannon corps.
Sima Xiao’s eyes fell on the two souls of the Corps. The reason why such a record can be achieved, all the reasons are in the two souls. The previous information was only the soul martial artist who carried the knives. Sima Xiao never imagined that Tang Tian had another trump card in his hand!
The poker face that is generally funny is not ridiculous, but when you think of the amazing performance, no one laughs. Sima Xiao first saw a military commander who was able to smash the battle like an artist.
Even more impressive, but it is a precise battle plan. Throughout the battle, from the beginning to the end, all in the hands of these two souls, this is the most terrible place!
The soul of the high command will not be terrible, and the control of the savage and versatile soul will not be terrible, terrible is the intelligent soul commander.
This is not smart, it is the top soul martial artist who is almost wise!
Every detail, every reaction, all falls in the trap of the other side, and the three guys die a little. This is the sturdy character of Sima Xiao, and her heart is also cold. Changing him to a position of three people, he may not be able to do better.
He also has military commanders, but in comparison, the level is high and low.
If this corps is retrained a little...
Sima Xiao believes that there must be a lot of people sleeping this evening.
Sima Xiao glanced at the brothers, but could not help but glance, the eyes of the brothers, staring at the black-skinned Tang Tian.
When Tu Ruhai's face changed and changed, he did not think that this battle would fall into such a situation. He felt that Meng Wei, who was steadily winning the battle, was struggling, and the three men had to deal with a cannon ash team. The result was that the three men were killed by others.
Meng Wei...
All his hopes now are on Meng Wei. As long as Meng Wei can win, there is a chance to turn over.
His gaze was once again cast on Meng Wei.
The soldier on the horse has no smugness in his heart. Such a victory is not worthy of boasting for him. Only a little unusual, it is a bit of a commemorative meaning, and he led the first battle of the Corps?
Ok, this is also the words of the Corps.
The soldier’s gaze, but involuntarily fell in the distant sky, wrapped in black-skinned Tang Tian.
Tang Tian’s blood is not normal, which he already knew. The weak point of the martial arts, the blood of the dwarfs and the blood of the feathers absorbed by Tang Tian, ​​the process of absorption is completely different from the average person.
He is also very curious about Tang Tian's blood. He still doesn't understand why the bronze medal will be in the hands of Tang Tian. The bronze medal comes from Tang Tian’s father, Tang Tian’s father and the Corps. What is the relationship?
All the clues of the mystery can be found in the blood of Tang Tian.
Black inflammation...
and many more!
The fierce pupils of the soldiers expanded, and the body in the sky was shrouded in blackness, giving him a strange atmosphere.
Something is wrong!
The time between the soldiers and Tang Tian was very long, and in addition to urging Tang Tian to practice, he was very familiar with Tang Tian’s breath. Before Tang Tian used the eyes of Peacock Ming, although the temperament has changed, but there is no essential change in the breath.
The black-blooded guy in the sky is completely different.
what is the problem……
When the soldiers were stunned, Tang Tian in the sky had some action.
Meng Wei hands of the sword, lit misty light, power constellation Cetus cast a steady stream not into them. The blood is summoned, and the damage to the military is great. Generally speaking, it is not the life and death, and the military will not use it. Meng Wei's situation is very special, she can activate the blood call, but will not be damaged. However, there is only one chance in a year.
In her fighting career, she only used blood to burn.
This is the second time, the mellow and abundant constellation force, not into the blade, the blood in her body echoes this sword, she even feels that she can open the sky.
In addition to Tang Tian in front of him.
The power of the constellation of the blade seems to be dangerous as well, and the snoring is trembled. The power of the constellation has been continuously invested, and it seems that even the whales that emerge in the sky feel the danger.
This abnormal situation caused Meng Wei to raise an ominous premonition.
At this time, Tang Tian, ​​who was wrapped in black arms and opened his arms, suddenly dropped his left arm.
That is……
Meng Wei's pupils shrink.
Tang Tian's right arm stretched straight, and the palm of his hand was gently gripped in the void. A black inflammation flowed into his palm and turned into a hilt, and he was grasped by his hand.
Hold the palm of the black scabbard and slowly gather it in front of you.
Meng Wei is familiar with this action.
That is... the action of pumping the sword out!
Is it...
Meng Wei's face changed greatly, and the heart suddenly jumped. Suddenly, her pupils contracted like a needle and were instantly full of horror.
The void is like a sheath, and a black-scarred sword is slowly drawn from the sky by Tang Tian’s palm.
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The sword is about the width of the palm, but it is two meters long and longer than Tang Tian's height. The sword is straight and there is no hand guard. The rich black inflammation flows along the sword.
Tang Tian, ​​who was covered in black inflammation, stood with a sword. His breath became completely different, violent and cold.
Meng Wei’s sword is shuddering, and the blood in the body is almost solidified.
The blood of the constellation is formed and evolved under the long-term infiltration of the power of the constellation. This also allows the blood and the constellation to communicate. The blood is summoned, just like the murder of the secret treasure. The difference is that the martial arts burning of the secret treasure will make the secret treasure disappear, and the blood is summoned, the same damage is great, but if it can be hard, but there is a certain chance, it can make people change.
Meng Wei's blood circulation is very high, and her communication with the whale is much easier than the average warrior.
But again, she is more sensitive to changes in the power of the constellation.
When Tang Tianxi came out with black inflammation, the star power of the constellation of whales increased sharply, and seemed to want to suppress the black inflammation of Tang Tian's body. However, when Tang Tian pulled out the sword from the void, the star power dropped by the constellation of the sea quickly decreased. It seemed that he could not win.
Even the blood call, there is no chance of winning?
Meng Wei smiled, her eyes fell on Tang Tian.
This guy... Who is it?
The crane looked up and glanced at Tang Tian in the sky, raising a trace of anxiety in his heart. Tang Tian’s posture of taking the sword at this time is definitely not a raw hand. The crane is very clear, Tang Tian’s sword is very shallow, and... Tang Tian’s current breath... too strange...
Like changing someone.
The crane converges and turns to the head of the military. It seems that it is necessary to solve the guy in front of you!
Ling Xu also noticed the change of Tang Tian, ​​he was also shocked. The black body shrouded in the sky, cold and violent, Ling Xu first reaction, not Tang Tian! His mind is simple, believe in his instincts, Tang Tianping is so sunny and stupid, never cold and violent.
It must have happened!
Ling Xu’s eyes narrowed, and the knife in front of him suddenly seemed to be stared by the beast, and his look was dignified.
Although I don't know why, the opponent's attack will make me feel like the source of the gun, but Ling Xu can clearly judge that the gun-tip sea is better.
Quick battle!
"Prison Sea!" There is a trembling in the voice of the Autumn King: "The Holy Spirit of the Jail!"
"Holy... Holy Sword?" Sima laughed and stuttered. He almost thought his ears were wrong.
The King of Autumn gradually calmed down, his eyes fixed on the sword: "About 1500 years ago, there was a spleky Juggernaut named Wu Wanghai. It is rumored that he was complacent when he was young. The swordsmanship of the space was broken, but there was no success in sealing the sacredness. This person was eccentric and violent, and had been chased and killed by six saints, but he was escaped from his birth every time. Hunting, but let him seal the holy, step into the sanctuary. His sword, called the prison of the sea. There are rumors that he plunged the prison sea into the void before he died, did not expect..."
Sima laughed and stunned. He didn’t even hear this Juggernaut, but he knew that his brother would never look away.
Juggernaut!
No one knows how many Juggernauts have been in the sky, but every Juggernaut is the most powerful person at the time. They may not be surprised by the long-standing existence of a twelfth house. Their history is too long to know how many sanctuaries they have. But for a new organization with a history of only a few decades, the Juggernaut is as far away as a myth.
The sword in the hands of this guy is actually a holy sword!
This guy...what is the origin...
"Can we grab it?" Suddenly, Sima smiled in the eyes and flashed a sigh of color. Before, he was sitting on a mountain and trying to fish in troubled waters, but the appearance of the holy sword was enough for him to change his mind.
The Emperor of Autumn shook his head: "Impossible. This sword is sealed in the void. Yes, I should have thought that the black inflammation is a void. If you don't reach the sanctuary, you can't break the void."
"Then why can he draw this sword?" Sima asked.
"The sword in his hand is not an entity, it is a projection." Qiu Junjun said: "He should have sealed some dark inflammations in the prison, and these dark inflammations can resonate with the prison in the void, borrowing it. the power of."
"It's a pity." Sima Xiao is full of regrets. If he can get a holy sword, his reputation in the league will be unparalleled. He immediately admired some words: "The projection of some dark inflammation, it is so beautiful, it is really amazing!"
"The power of the Holy Sword is not that he can now control. The Juggernaut is the strongest tempering in the heavens and the earth. Even an ordinary iron sword and the holy sword of achievement will become extremely powerful." Longing for color.
"Don't Tang Tian is the descendant of Wu Wanghai?" Sima laughed some doubts.
"Impossible! Wu Wanghai has not lived forever, and, 1,500 years ago, it was too far away." Qiu Junjun shook his head.
Tang Tian did not lose consciousness, but his consciousness was in a very strange state. He seems to be in a chaotic void, surrounded by boundless black inflammation, a blurred back, not far away.
"Hey, hello! Uncle! What is this?" Tang Tian shouted anxiously.
From the last time I saw my blood in the old man, it would have black inflammation. Tang Tian had a bold idea. If you can take advantage of this black inflammation, how good! That black inflammation and even the secret treasure can be burned. If it can be used for combat, isn’t it a big hair? As a result, he was really found the way, that is his red eyes.
However, the last time it was just a fist, it was just a flame. How could this be the case this time?
If the back of the front is not heard, the lingering light of Tang Tian’s eyes suddenly finds a strange sword in his hand.
sword?
Tang Tianyi, how long have you not touched the sword? The last time I touched the sword, I still practice basic swordsmanship in the college. Suddenly, countless messages flowed like tides.
Tang Tian only felt the pain in his head and the pain in his heart. He subconsciously wanted to hold his head.
"Hold the sword!"
Suddenly a voice sounded.
Tang Tian refused to take care of the other at this time. He clenched his sword in his hand, and the pain swallowed him like a tide.
He still clings to the sword and trembles.
"Oh, it is his son."
The figure in front of Tang Tian made a hoarse and ridiculous smile, and gradually disappeared.
Meng Wei looked at Tang Tian in front of him, motionless, like a puppet. Does he have any adverse reactions? It is not surprising that Meng Wei’s heart is moving. Many powerful secret treasures, when acknowledging the Lord, the strength of the military is often greatly weakened.
The breath of this black sword proves how powerful it is.
Meng Wei is not sure, but she knows that this is her only chance.
Fight!
When the machine was turned off, Meng Wei’s eyes were bright and she was about to shoot.
Suddenly, Tang Tian’s body in black inflammation was huddled together.
"Ah!"
A roar like a beast, like a thunder, swept across the desert. Accompanied by the roaring, it was a cold and violent violent wave, sweeping like a hurricane!
A circular ripple visible to the naked eye, centered on Tang Tian, ​​spreads around.
Meng Wei was the first to bear the brunt. She only felt as if she had been hit by a beast, and snorted, the whole person flew a few tens of feet away, and stopped her body shape. Her mouth was a mark, and her eyes looked blank.
The crane reacted very quickly. Almost as soon as Tang Tian’s roaring began, his face changed greatly and he did not hesitate to abandon his opponent. The crane in midair is like a crane. The air wave rushes to him in front of him. His expression is very dignified. His arms are like an exhibition, his body shape is loose and not scattered. When the air and the body are moments, his heart is stunned. Everything in the field of vision is swept away at an alarming rate.
He is like a wind, and he blinks in the blink of an eye.
The opponent of the crane is just facing Tang Tian. The crane in front of him suddenly flies away. He has changed his face under the shackles, but he has already been a step behind, and he can only force himself to the back, a fierce and fierce force, smashing. On his back.
He wowed out a blood, and the whole person threw out.
Ling Xu’s attention has always been on Tang Tian’s body. Tang Tian’s roaring, his face changed greatly, and regardless of the knife in front of him, the gun tip was reversed, and the gun tip sea was dead in front of him.
boom!
The violent force was transmitted along the gun body. The muscles of Ling Xu’s body were instantly tense, and all the powers were running wildly, roaring, and the guns skyrocketed.
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The only knife is the old force for a long time. When the new force is not born, the ground is hit and flew for dozens of feet, falling heavily in the sand, motionless.
The soldier’s look changed a lot, and he sipped:
Knife!

Tang Yi’s first reaction came over and slashed his knife. About seventy or eighty people reacted and slashed their swords. The soldier looks solemn, his hands are flicking, the knife and the man are united, and they are greeted by the waves.
boom!
A wave like a wall blew a gap, and the violent air current raged. The whole team suddenly rushed to the west, but there were no casualties.
The soldiers who got up from the sand looked at Tang Tian.
This guy……
The warriors who watched the sand dunes twenty miles away saw only a ripple, like the waves rising from the sea, and they came to them in a blink of an eye.
The sand dunes twenty miles away were rushing directly, and countless figures flew out in the sand.
Tang Tian in the air, falling from the sky on the ground, he smashed his sword and kneeled in the city, as if it was extremely painful.
Tang Tian suddenly raised his head and stood up.
The eyes in black inflammation are fascinating, but indifferent.
It is not the kind of calmness of the peacock's eyes, but a condescending indifference. In Tang Tian’s heart, there was no wave of sorrow. He glanced indifferently around him. In his mind, there were countless ways to use swords. These methods seemed to exist, and they existed from the beginning.
"who am I?"
Tang Tian bowed his head and looked at his hand and the sword in his hand.
His gaze swept across the audience.
Bing, Ling Xu and He, the former memories, he remembered all the points, but they are like distant things, unable to cause a little ripple in his heart. His heart is like experiencing countless life and death, iron heart.
His gaze fell on Meng Wei.
enemy.
He raised the sword in his hand with no expression.