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Chapter 491 The Emperor of the Sword

Han Fang smiled when he heard this, without any intention of ridicule.

The outcome of this battle not only touched the heartstrings of the hundreds of thousands of monks here, but even he was also looking forward to the final result.

And just a moment later, Han Fang's eyes suddenly showed a bit of joy: "Junior brother wins!"

Wei Tian, ​​who was next to him, also nodded slightly: "We really won!"

Fang Wen also had a look on his face, and he also saw some clues. His uncle, the guardian of the sect, had indeed shown a chance of victory.

After a moment, the 100,000 monks in the distance also started to commotion. Some strong men above the ninth level stood up one after another.

"Look at this situation, Tan Qiu has won!"

"The Great Extermination Sword has been broken! As long as he still has even a trace of soul power, it will be difficult to reverse it."

"Jue Xi actually lost, it's unbelievable. The ranking of the Six Ultimate Swords in the Cloud Realm is now about to be changed——"

"Nineteen thousand four hundred and forty-nine sword defenses, the last sword attack. Victory with one sword, exactly the same as the battle in Black Spirit Valley a year and a half ago!"

"A nine-level swordsmanship that shakes the sky like the Great Extermination Sword can actually be cracked within four hours. This man's talent is truly unparalleled in the world -"

"——Cang Sheng Tao Tan Qiu, Yuan Daxiang Sword?"

"Now, there is another person in this world who has become one of the most powerful people in the world. With the power of the seventh level, it is really unbelievable——,

The moment when the discussion started again, there was another 'clang' sound in the void.

The silver sword shadow suddenly emitted a bright light, bright and light. Wherever it touched, the black tide of swords retreated like snow meeting the blazing sun.

The sword light also stabbed in with an almost unstoppable speed. It broke through all the last resistance of Jue Xin and drove it back. Like the falling stars, it was invincible. Until the last moment, it touched Jue Xin lightly in the center of Jue Xin's eyebrows.

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When this scene was completely frozen, even those ninth-level experts who had expected it all still let out a sigh.

And the one hundred thousand monks made a buzzing sound. Countless people stood up one after another and stared intently in the air.

The expressions on their faces were extremely complex, mostly with emotion.

I regret the end of the myth of Desire, Sweeping the Ten Holy Lands, and Nineteen Spiritual Palaces. I am also amazed by Tan Qiu, who rises like a shooting star.

"This Tanqiu actually won -"

"The rising star is actually one step ahead."

“It’s really wonderful, I still have more to say!”

"Ten days ago, Xue Chu fought with Jue Xu, and was defeated with one hundred and forty-six swords. Today, Tan Qiu fought with Jue Xu in four hours. With nineteen thousand, four hundred and fifty swords, he was defeated! This is the way of life, as expected

No ordinary sect can compare!"

"As expected, these two people don't have the reputation of a perfect sword! I just wonder what the other four will do?"

In the Cangshengqiong Realm, among the many disciples, in an inconspicuous corner, Xuan Ye also looked at the sky with blank eyes.

——For a year and a half, she never gave up her efforts. Even in these few months, she never had a moment of rest.

But why is the gap between her and Tan Qiujian still so huge?

No matter who these two people are, she can't take even one sword!

Suddenly, Xuan Ye remembered her master's words. In fact, she had grown up in a greenhouse from beginning to end and had never experienced wind and rain. And that Jue Xin. Since her debut at the age of fifteen, she has grown up to three hundred

Zhan. He has grown since the fifth level. He is in danger almost every day, tempered in life and death.

It is said that it is by no means that this person's sword can compare.

——This or the gap between her and this desire,

But why is this autumn, it is like desire, or even better? That swordsmanship seems to have experienced a lot of refinement. Simple and subtle —

Beside her, Yongqin had skimmed his lips, his tone was slightly weird, with a little joy, and a little unwilling: "This autumn is really winning. It seems that he really underestimated him!

Forget it, see this time he won,

I won't care about him in Yongqin. "

Chen Rou next to him, hearing the words, laughed. You do n’t underestimate the secret, but that you do n’t have to guard the ugliness, and you are so angry.

There is still one person in the people in the distance. It is Yuan Fei, and his complexion is a little pale.

Suddenly, there was a silver bell -like laughing: "Isn't this the nephew of the flying ape master? What are you doing here?"

Yuan Fei turned over and saw that he was sitting on a sword at the beginning of the snow. Fei Ling looked at herself in the air, and looked at himself with a smile, and his eyes were full of excitement.

I do n’t know if I am happy for the victory of Tanqiu, or is it to continue to ridicule him.

"As a result, I won by the Lord! You can't change the name, what should I do?"

Yuan Fei's complexion was green and white, white and green. Finally, he sighed slightly, facing the beginning of the snow, and a deep gift.

"In the future, my Yuan Fei will call Fei Yuan. I recognized the same door and talked about the chief and Miss Xuechu.

Then the shape was shaking, the soul lost, and went to the direction of the dome.

Chu Xue saw this, and then scraped her forehead with a nail.

Ingenious in my heart, I feel guilty.

It seems that the name is changed, and the blow to this Yuan Fei is really very big.

I also feel puzzled that this guy does not change his name. What does it have to do with her and the young master?

Unfortunately, Sister Yan Ran and Sister Yun Lan were no longer at this time. If they were, they would definitely know what to do,

In mid -air, the silver sword gas in Zong Shou's hand only maintained for a moment, and it had already dissipated. The desperate eyebrows, at the same time, the blood line overflowed.

At the last moment, Zong Shou still had the power of desire and killed on the spot! But at the last moment, he accepted the sword qi.

The desire was blank, and it was not until the eyes were cooked.

"This is the second defeat after I lost to the sword madness! There are 324 battles in my life, and I only lose to you two!"

The sword madness is not injured, that is, the first three must -have swords.

Zong Shou's soul power has not been recovered. The eighteen truths in the body, and the black and white holes are extremely sluggish.

This battle almost hurts the vitality. After a few days of quiet repair, it seems to be recovered, but in fact, I can't reply to too much soul energy.

If you can't speak, you can only listen quietly.

"But these two defeats, I am definitely convinced!"

If you want to say, you laugh at yourself again: "Two years ago, I wanted to challenge the Zongzong. It was to accumulate the accumulation of kendo and find the opportunity to break through.

People like you. In this world, there are really auspicious capital, which is comparable to the original injuries! "

Zong Shou hugged his punch and signaled his reputation. He wanted to continue, and looked at his hand again.

"But the result is pretty good! This battle has a lot of gains. I want to ask myself, I have mastered the journey of swordsmanship, it is really a big chance.

After that, I would never have another one who needs to catch up and defeat! "

Zong Shou shook his head slightly. Today, his chance of winning, the victory or defeat is actually only a front line.

The talent of desire is actually comparable to him. It is just that he has reached the level of the sword. It is used to analyze and crack this great sword, which is naturally easier to count.

When you get this person, go back and digest this harvest, digestion and absorption. If you want to defeat it, you will not be so easy to chase it.

I also know myself, after breaking through the steps of the sky. The accumulation of the previous life has been exhausted. If you want to promotion in the future, it is not so easy.

"I really don't know how you are young, how the swordsmanship has been practiced. It is more concise than me, and it is domineering, as if before, you have experienced countless killings.

Farewell to serve- ""

Speaking of this, the desire to look slightly scattered. It seems to be thinking about something and lost the focal length.

Yue Yu is speechless.

If he was desperate, he ignored him, and after a moment of loss, he recovered again.

"This battle is already, and I want to stay more useless, and I do n’t want to be ridiculed by those people, so I resign! I hope that before I came to my door, you would be defeated by others! By the way, this time I played the second time.

Rogue, blocking the door, I am not right! Sorry! "

Just leave, when the voice falls, the desire will leave this time space directly, I don’t know how to go

At this time, the 100,000 monks were still a sorrow.

"Huanghuang is at the atmosphere, is it heavenly? It really tastes!"

"The emperor in the sword seems to be fame--"

"The second place in the sixth swords of the cloud world, the sword emperor talks about autumn!"

Zong Shoufei is in the heavens, and the sound below has heard something. It can not help but be big, quite a little bit embarrassed.

In the previous life, he was called the player, and was included in one of the seven emperors. He was called the sword emperor talk about Qiu, and he could still suffer.

But in this era of heroes, he was really afraid to be known as the emperor.

What's more, there are many worlds outside that cloud, and there are many worlds.

Just frowned slightly, and the voice of the Korean side suddenly appeared next to it.

"After today, the younger brother is really a well -known cloud world! The freshly baked sword is the second, I don’t know how?"

In the words, it is full of ridicule. But when it arrives, it also pops up a little bit, and the soul body of Zong Shou.

As if it was a drop of spiritual fluid, at the moment of entering the body. Zong Shou felt a cool and comfortable feeling.

The dried soul power was also in Xuye. It was restored to a small half. Although it was the sea of ​​soul, it was still a little uncomfortable, but it was the soul that stabilized again.

And Tan Qiu also smiled again.

"After today, the younger brother can be described as everyone's attention. I am afraid that I can no longer be safe-"

As soon as Zong Shou frowned, he recovered the usual. If it was low -key, it was best to be. If it wasn't, he didn't care.

I know the previous life. I am not the kind of person who can tolerate.

"What are the fear?"

At the same time, Zong Shou looked at his hands. He always felt square, his sword meaning seemed to have made a breakthrough.

I can't wait to show a sword at this moment to see if this is the case--


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