Spirit Sword Sovereign

The confidence of Chang Akao is not innocent.

He has been in charge of the houseline for many years, and he has a very good understanding of the temperament of the Vatican. He can quickly understand the behavior of the latter, which is why he can stand at the Wanjiange.

After all, Van Gogh is a powerhouse. He has been through Thunder Tribulation three times. It is a Northern Wasteland First Sword. He personally makes a move. Chu Xingyun will have a way to live. With only one sword, you can end the battle immediately.

call!

A cool night wind blew into the Holy Star City. At this moment, it was late at night. The thick black clouds covered the whole nightingale, covering the stars, and covering the moon, making the whole world groggy and making people feel very Not comfortable.

In the lonely and uninhabited city, there was a figure, a man shrouded in black clothed, walking in the void, floating like a Specter, and sneaking in the courtyard where the move towards Chu Xingyun was.

This person is a vanity.

In fact, what Chang Akashi’s words and deeds are thought of in the heart of Brahman’s robbery, but he has a little guess.

Van Gogh is indeed preparing to kill Chu Xingyun to calm the anger of the three forces, but he did not intend to kill Chu Xingyun in the next three days, tonight, he will start!

The figure floated in the night, no moment, van Gogh was arrogated at a dense forest, in the middle of the woods, stood a beautiful courtyard, extremely conspicuous.

“Very good, there is only Luoyun in the courtyard.” Fan did not rob the shackles, and swept the entire courtyard. At this moment, Chu Xingyun was quietly renovating in the courtyard, only one person.

He knows that Chu Xingyun has offended many people, but he has also made a lot of people. If there are other people in the courtyard, it will definitely increase his make a move.

Fortunately, his luck was good. In this courtyard, there was no one except Chu Xingyun.

For Chu Xingyun, there is always a killing in the absence of Brahman.

When Chu Xingyun was in charge of the outer sect, Van Gogh was keenly aware that Chu Xingyun’s city, means, strategy, and innate talent were not under him, and even better than the number.

More importantly, Chu Xingyun was not convinced by him. He refused him three times. If it wasn’t for the Six Great Competition, as early as within the Cleansing Sword Pool, Van Xingyun killed Hu Xingyun!

“I want to come now, but fortunately I have resisted the killing intent. Otherwise, this leader will not fall into my hands. This Luoyun has brought me too many surprises. For this reason, I will not do more. Torture, directly kill him with a sword. “Vatican no robbery in the heart If the road, in his eyes, a sword to kill Chu Xingyun, is already the greatest kindness to Chu Xingyun.

It is also this moment that Van Gogh no longer hides the true face of own, and a pair of eyes flashes an ice-cold brilliance, like a nightmare walking in the night, revealing the sharpest fangs.

Pā tà !

Stepping forward, Van Gogh just stepped into the woods, his brows immediately wrinkled, his eyes looking to the side, where there was a huge rock, above the rock, lying on his back with a white-haired Black clothed old man.

This black clothed old man seems to be a long time.

He felt the cold eyes of Van Gogh, and immediately stood up, his short body moved, like warming up, some impatient: “Vatican Lord, you finally appeared, I have to wait to sleep It is.”

“Who are you?” The heart of Van Gogh trembled, the pace was slightly removed, and the black clothed old man was carefully examined.

When I came to the woods, the vanity could be confirmed. The whole forest, except him and Chu Xingyun, had no second person’s presence, but at this time, the black clothed old man appeared and waited for a long time.

From the beginning to the end, Van Gogh did not feel the breath of black clothed old man. This made him have a strong sense of jealousy. The right arm hidden in the sleeves had already clasped the hilt.

“It doesn’t matter who I am, you just need to know, I am coming for murder.” black clothed old man grinning, the voice fell, and his body suddenly burst into a dull sound of thunder sounds.

In a moment, a path of thunder light bursts from the black clothed old man’s pores, rolling thunderous days, condensing a huge eagle in the dark, and his eyes become extremely resplendent, revealing purple blue Thunder The light, black clothed, white hair, like a peerless powerhouse that controls the thunder of the heavens.

Bang!

A violent thunder light was violently saved from Chu Xingyun’s body, and the terrifying thunder light swept away, making the night voids distorted, and the eagle fluttering and swaying into the sky.

“Boasting shamelessly guy, just because of you, want to kill me?” Van Gogh said, I saw him with a palm of his hand, and suddenly the darkness of the night behind him burst out a more intense divine glow, close and numerous of the sword light emerged from it. The piece of void, as if it were a true bottomless pit, contains millions of sword lights.

“Death!” Van Gogh no cold and vomiting words, rays of light broke out, this moment, the night sky trembled, thousands of sword shadow plundered, every word shadow, like the same light, revealing the pressure of endless swords.

Brahman no robbery called Northern Wasteland First Sword repair, his strength, no doubt, thousands of sword shadow gathered into the sword of the Long River, across the void, making the shadow of the eagle eager to make a low voice.

However, without waiting for Brahman to show his joy, the Long River of the sword in front of him was smashed, and the sword shadow exploded. The dry face of the black clothed old man was reflected in the eyes of Van Gogh.

But see the old man’s one-handed condensation, his empty space behind him, there is infinite Thunder and electric light gathering, its power poured into his body, only a moment, black clothed old man itself seems to have turned into a thunder, palms blasted, one The ancient seal of Lei is coming, as if to destroy everything.

“How is it possible?” Van Gogh was shocked. His right arm slammed his sword. The sword light was gray and black, and the sound of sorrowful mourning was heard. The surrounding space was torn apart, and the sky was creeping, slowly showing a The real dream of illusory shadow.

However, even so, Van Gogh could not stop the thunder of the ancient print, thunder light beat, the sword shadow annihilated again, the nightmare illusory shadow also turned into Nihility, the violent thunder light banged on the sword body, a little touch, Let Van Gogh spit out a big mouth of fresh blood.

Hōng lóng lóng !

The body fell to the ground, the huge incomparable Ray of the ancient seal, the ground is hard to destroy, thunder light flashing, cracks everywhere, and van Gogh is stumbled to the ground, the mouth constantly spit out fresh blood The breath is wilting.

“Vatican is not robbery, the owner of Wanjiange, this strength, is too boring?” black clothed old man fell from the air, he was wrapped around the extreme sky thunder, slightly concealed, a terrifying thunder The light, suddenly rising into the sky, will tear the heavy clouds, re-reflecting the moon and the extreme sky stars.

“Six … six robbery!” In this moment, Van Gogh did not rob the black clothed old man’s gaze completely, and in his heart, a fear sounded involuntarily.

In front of this black clothed old man, cultivation base, actually reached the six robbery!

Northern Wasteland, when did such a peerless powerhouse appear!