Marquis of Grand Xia

Above Immortal Realm, the triad of Mozhu, King of Red Luan Realm, and Ziyihou Ling stood in the void, and the three strongest men in the world opened the battle for the first time.

Zi Yihou waved his hands, and a line of sword lights lined up in front of him. The overbearing breath spread, and each piece of space fell. It was difficult to bear the sword's prestige and collapsed sharply.

The sword light came out, the sky quivered, and the space passed by became nothingness, and huge black ravines exuded endless coldness.

Sword intention is coming, Mozhu and the Red Luan King are turning their hands, and the colorful brilliance and the red mist rise respectively, blocking the first wave of sword intention.

When a sword fell, Ziyihou pointed to Juyuan. Around thousands of miles, Feng Lei was ordered to converge into a sword, crisscrossing, and chopping towards the two.

The Red Luan King stepped forward, the True Yuan rose, and the red mist rose out of the sky, condensed into a shape, and the red horses circled around the body, blocking the sword again.

Not far away, the master of the ink also used the colorful secret technique, and the glow of the sun rose and fell, making it difficult to get close.

In the preliminary test, the opponent can know for each other, and the three guarding each other move again, and the sword suddenly changes.

With a loud bang, the sky fell, the three of them went all out, and the swords collided, the shocking power broke out, and the mountains were destroyed by a thousand miles, and they were completely devastated.

"Xianshu, Jinghong"

The ink master raised his hand, the fairy art appeared, the colorful glow spread, the seven-color brilliance traversed the world, the clear sky was thousands of miles, and the seven rainbows shook the sun.

Seeing the extraordinary moves, the Red Luanjing King waved his whole body red and trained to block the Seven Rainbow Immortals.

At the same time, Ziyi Hou also referred to the power of the extreme sword, unmatched in every aspect, and shook the immortal technique.

The three strokes are against each other, the sky is surging, the aftermath is agitated, the three of them step back together for a few steps, and the whole body's breath violently oscillates.

Attacking and defending, attacking and defending each other, the three people who made all their efforts, merged by mistake, the powerful waves rolled, and the power was more and more shocked.

Under the war, the collapsing and falling fairy palace was torn by three people's moves. The massive pieces fell, and the bang fell on the ground, and the dust was gradually rising.

"Dragon Shock"

Above the Immortal Palace, the battle is getting more and more fierce. The Red Luan Realm Lord turns his palm to accept the Yuan, and the Red Mist turns the Dragon.

Seeing this, Ziyi Hou saw the sword turn, and the overbearing and powerful sword also cut towards the master of Moxing.

Double strokes, the ink master settles in, the left hand Yunhua colorful fairy art, the right hand condenses the lunar sun, the incomparable power, slammed into the two.

The shocking drama exploded, the aftermath swayed, and the Mexican owner withdrew from the half-step, with one enemy and two, and fell a half.

"Join together to destroy his incarnation, you and I fight for the sword again" Ziyi Hou looked to the side of the Red Luan King, and said in a deep voice.

"can"

The Red Luan King responded calmly.

In one word, the two figures moved together, palms condensed in red mist, swords broke through the sky, powerful and domineering, and jointly attacked the master of Moxing.

The two teams joined forces, the pressure increased sharply, the ink owner's expression condensed, his right hand was raised, and the fairy technique reappeared.

"Awakening and Enlightening, Seven Rainbow Burial Day"

Immortal technique broke out, the power of the law was scrolling madly, an illusory Shenyang manifested, and immediately shattered into invisible, aftershocks shocked, and instantly consumed the two.

"Feihong Kongkong"

In the collapsing world, a red horse plucked out vertically and horizontally, and the Red Luan King emerged from the situation, taking advantage of the momentum, and patting the forward.

A palm fell off, a sword followed, extreme moves, crashed.

In the mumble, Mozhu stepped back half a step, and the incarnation was suddenly unstable, showing signs of collapse.

Opportunity appeared, Ziyi Hou stepped across the ground. On the earth, a sword edge flew up and fell into his hand.

"Thorn"

The sound of Jianfeng's body-piercing sounded, Mozhu raised his hand to block Jianfeng, and immediately lifted his right hand, pointing at the heart of the forward.

"Uh"

With a bang, the blood was empty, Zi Yihou withdrew a few steps, a vermilion vomited out, and was hurt for the first time.

"drink"

One person retreats, one person advances in a moment, Shen Lu Yuan, the king of the Red Luan Realm, accepts his anger and turns his palm towards the Mozhu.

"Old man, you are done!"

Outside the battle, Ziyi Hou forcibly suppressed the injury, swept forward with one step, the last sword, urged the element of the body, the wind and thunder gathered, the ultimate sword, and cut towards the enemy.

"Wrong, you are done!"

Who knows, at this moment, the battle situation changes suddenly, and the passing Red Luan King turns suddenly, slamming in the back of the former.

"Uh"

Suddenly changed, Ziyi Hou was too late to react, snorted, and the body was not free to fly forward.

Seeing this, the ink master, Qiang Yunzhenyuan, pointed with a finger, came out through the body, and in a moment, the blood spattered like rain, spilling a few feet.

"Uh"

Ziyi Hou retreated several steps, staggering, looking at the figure not far away, looking back hard, saying, "Why!"

"For me, it's the same with anyone, but he died, just an incarnation, you die, there will be no purple clothes in the world," said the Red Luan King lightly.

"Hehe ... it turned out, it turned out ..."

Ziyi Hou laughed, and after a few steps, a stream of blood spewed out of his heart, misting the sky and misty eyes.

At the next moment, Ziyi fell down and slammed onto the ground, blood spreading, and the sand was red.

"Mozhu, my sincerity, are you still satisfied?" The Red Luan King looked at the person in front and calmly said.

"The Lord of the Red Luan Realm, the true name is true

The Xiaguang circulated, the figure of the ink master stabilized again, and said.

"Kuoyu, I came here this time to bring back the sword of immortal killing that should belong to my realm. The wisdom of the Lord of Momo must not be stopped. As for the rest of this world, it belongs to Momen, how?" Red Luan King said with a smile.

"Can" Mozhu calmly said.

"Thanks"

The Red Luan King said, and immediately walked towards the fairy sword of the sky.

At this moment, from afar, the demon body swept to the ground, and saw that the Red Luan King was about to take the fairy sword, and the sword blade in his hand, slashed out.

"Ok?"

Jianguang approached, the red Luan Realm stared, turned his palms to shake the sword light, and looked at the young man in black in front, frowning slightly.

"Old Nine, don't let go of anything"

In the colorful glow, the ink master spoke, reminding.

Below, Ling Luo Zhen leaned forward, pulled over the demon body, shook his head, begging not to be impulsive.

"It turned out to be a disciple of Lord Mo, then this sword-goo will not bother me"

The Red Luan King withdrew his gaze and calmly said.

Ning Chen's right hand was clenched, and a chill appeared in his eyes. However, under the restrained situation, he had to suppress the murderous opportunity in his heart. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"Nine Master Brothers, don't be impulsive. The Red Luan King Wang Xiuwei is not weaker than the Master. In addition, the Master's previous damage was not light. This victory is not a big deal. The Fairy Sword is difficult to take away," Aya Luo Zhen explained.

Ning Chen nodded his head lightly, his clenched fist was loosened, and the chill in his eyes disappeared. The strong man who stepped on the fairyland was not what he can resist today. This time, he must bear it.

The episode for a moment, without turning up too much waves, in the silent fairyland, no one dared to step forward to block it, facing the terrifying existence of a later stage of reality, even if everyone joins together, it seems so small.

The Red Luan King smiled faintly, stepped forward, and raised his hand to the fairy sword.

Suddenly, at this moment, the look of the Red Luan King who was about to hold the fairy sword changed.

In the distance, the sound of stepping, the sound of the wind and the clouds, a young figure in a cyan suit walked forward, and the sword on the sword came to the world again.

"You can't take this sword"

The calm words, without the slightest threat, the legend appeared, and the situation changed.