The white sword Shengsheng is a bit light, with Xia Yu's fist as the center, and it is instantly dark.
It was not that Xia Yu was brought to the chaos space by Yang Feiyu, but the space of this piece directly became a black hole.
The void is directly bonded instead of broken like a mirror.
It can be seen that the power of this sword refers to how terrible.
The most scary thing is that when the sword finger was sent, there was no slightest fluctuations, and there was no slightest momentum.
It looks like a little bit.
It was not until the touch with the fist that powerful power broke out.
Xia Yu's body was like being hit by the mountains of Wanzhang, and suddenly flew out.
Moreover, it is not a little bit, but it turns into a small black spot.
"boom…"
At this time, the voice came out.
The white sword sacred foot stepped on, and appeared in front of Xia Yu in an instant, grabbing Xia Yu's neck.
The next moment, he squeezed Xia Yu's neck.
"hateful!"
However, he sank suddenly.
Xia Yu once again escaped with Shenlong Yin and Wuliang Shenlong.
However, this time, after Xia Yu stopped, he breathed quickly.
At that moment, he almost thought he was going to die.
That sword refers to not only the attack of strength, but also the sense of oppression.
Make him almost suffocating!
In fact, he knows that he is definitely not the opponent of Swordsman in white.
At first Xia Ya and Xia Lei didn't come, he didn't know how to escape from birth.
As soon as Xia Ya and Xia Lei came, he could only fight hard.
Keep enough time and escape for them.
Shake glance at the sword boat, that silly woman, the young lady is stupid, and she still flee with her brother and sister, but she flew to him.
With a sigh in my heart, as soon as I wanted to speak, Xia Yu saw the swordsman of the white clothes and had come to front.
Wuliang God Dragon!
Xia Yu did not hesitate and escaped again.
However, he found that this time the speed of Sword Saint in white seems to be a bit faster.
It's just a few points that make him more dangerous.
Suddenly, in front of Yang Feiyu's body, there were hundreds of swords.
"Okay, the game is over!" Said Baiyao Jian Sheng faintly.
He really had no patience. On the sword, the flowing light flickered.
This time, the white sword sword is really dynamic, he doesn't want to continue playing.
Hundreds of swordsmanship, instantly sealed Xia Yu's road.
This time, hundreds of sword gas did not attack Xia Yu, but stopped the road.
At the same time, the sword sanctuary in white came.
After holding one hand, hold the sword finger in one hand.
Romantic!
A master master style!
Suddenly, a strong sword meaning directly shrouded Xia Yu.
When Xia Yu's body was shaking, he wanted to show the countless dragon.
However, the next moment, he was frightened.
The sword meaning was tightly locked him. As soon as he appeared, the sword meaning arrived.
"puff!"
Xia Yu sprayed a bite of blood.
After entering his body, he directly penetrated his body as a furnace.
Too strong!
Looking at the big hole in his chest, Xia Yu looked sorry.
The sage is really powerful, and he is very weak.
Seeing that the sword saint in white was to catch Xia Yu's neck, a sword light, flashed, stabbed to the back of the Sword Sacredness of Baiyi.
The sword was silent, and when he was behind the swordsman of Baiyi, he was noticed.
As a swordsman, naturally not afraid.
As soon as I squeezed my left hand, I squeezed and looked at the flying sword that was shaking, like a living body.
Tang Wanqing's figure appeared in front of Xia Yu.
She looked at Yang Feiyu quietly, and there was a golden shield floating in front of her, exuding a powerful power.
There are three dark swords.
One of the little swords that just attacked Yang Feiyu.
The white sword sacred face was cold, and said slowly: "It seems, Miss Tang, Master of Montblanc, is also going to intervene?"
"I don't allow you to hurt my friend!" Tang Wanqing said coldly.
"These holy soldiers are good, but unfortunately follow the wrong master."
White Sword Sheng smiled coldly, killing the opportunity.
He has decided that even if Tang Wanqing stops, he will not stop.
The big deal, staying Tang Wanqing's life is.
Big!
A sword!
The next moment, a cold light, chopping the wind.
The golden light shield in front of Tang Wanqing quickly became bigger, and the Tang Wanqing and Xia Yu were behind them.
And those three dark swords turned into a flowing light, attacking the white sword saint Yang Feiyu from the side.
"snort!"
The white sword saint hummed, facing the three small swords, not to hide or not.
The long sword in my hand still cut down.
Big!
A crisp sound, the golden light is flourishing.
The next moment, the larger golden shields instantly narrowed, and the body could not help shaking.
On the shield, there was a cut mark.
White sword sacred sleeves waved, the golden shield was directly fanned, and there was no trace.
"puff!"
Tang Wanqing sprayed a bite of blood.
The golden shield was damaged and she was naturally injured.
Those three black swords, which were spoiled lightly by the left hand of Swordson in white, and flew directly.
Immediately after, the a few swords of the swordsman in white, the sword gas of the swordsman was directly blasted on Tang Wanqing's body.
Tang Wanqing was miserable and flew out.
Xia Yu's face suddenly sank. As soon as he wanted to speak, he was pinched by the white sword Sheng.
"You can rest assured, the young lady of Monki Pavilion, I dare not kill, just injured."
Xia Yu secretly relieved.
At this moment, he was like a salted fish, holding it by the Sword of Baiyi, a flash of body, to Tang Wanqing's sword boat.
"I give you two choices, first, hand over your merit, my sword tire, let your sister hand over that kind of ice fire, I will leave you a whole body!"
"Second, I torture your brother and sister, and you, and then search the soul, get your merit, and finally let you die without all corpses!"
"Think about it and choose again!"
"I choose the third type!" Xia Yu said immediately.
"Huh?" Baiyao Jian Sheng froze.
Immediately, he reacted.
"Bang!"
Xia Yu was beaten by a palm, his body had not flew away, and he was dragged back by a force.
"Boy, slippery tongue, believe or not, I cut your tongue!"
"Don't believe it, you cut my tongue, how can you get my merit, but my exercises are heaven and underground.
"The master of the world? What is the owner?" Yang Feiyu froze, he really didn't know.
"I don't understand, I tell you, do you think this day is how big the sky is? To tell you the truth, the sky on the top of our head is just a day, and there is a bigger day."
"Those greater heavens are controlled by stronger people. These people are called the owner of the world.
"My inheritance comes from a border master. If you kill me, come, as long as you are not afraid of being retaliated!" Xia Yu was proudly not afraid.
In fact, Xia Yu is purely flickering.
However, at this time, the sound of Zulong and the burning of the heavenly furnace sounded at the same time in his ear: "