Spirit Sword Sovereign

The blockage of Yun Changqing stopped everyone, and the eyebrows were tightly smashed.

Just now, under the Great Formation of stars Guzongbu, Liu Wentian and the ancient stars simultaneously make a move, almost forced Wanjiange to a desperate situation, just when everyone was disheartened, Van Gogh nook out legendary Ancient Sword, a sword shocking , completely reversed the situation.

They are about to pursue the trend. Yun Changqing has stopped speaking and stopped, and this move has obviously attracted the dissatisfaction of everyone, and his heart is sulking.

Van Gogh’s gaze, somber, only saw his cold road: “Cloud Changqing, immediately let me go, not to stop us from destroying the enemy. Today, the stars Guzong must be destroyed.”

“The owner of the house holds the legendary Ancient Sword. No one can stop it. If you don’t continue to chase it now, you will only let the tiger return to the mountain!” Someone even shouted, and the voice was full of anger.

Yun Changqing heard this a path of anger, his heart is very sad, and a strong sigh.

Later, he looked back at the van Gogh in front of him, and the cold eyes glanced at himself. Obviously, van Gogh was also dissatisfied with Yun Changqing.

“The owner, please listen to me.” Yun Changqing deep took a deep breath, the face of helpless color is no longer, become particularly dignified, solemn, silently bear the cold eyes of everyone.

“The arrival of the stars Guzong not only aggregated 130,000 Expert, but also quickly placed the 28-story Great Formation. It was a preparation, and the chaos war just proved this and can feel their hearts.狰狞killing intent.”

Yun Changqing looked directly at the Vatican without robbing, not humble and swearing: “The owner of the house holds the legendary Ancient Sword, which is truly unmatched by an enemy, but the other side’s foundation is also not to be underestimated. After the melee, Wan Jiane casualties Heavy, the outer sect is almost destroyed, leaving only 40,000 people, in contrast to the stars Guzong, but there are still 80,000 people, if you continue to chase, it will definitely lead to each other’s desperate fight.”

Say, Yun Changqing looked at the surrounding Wanjiange discipline and continued: “The 28th Great Formation, which is good at positional warfare, we rushed forward, not close to each other, I am afraid it will increase casualties. At that time, even if we can win, it will only be a tragic victory. What is the significance of this result?”

The crowd stared at Yun Changqing, and their eyes were slightly condensed, and they looked at the vanity without a covenant.

“I agree with the advice of Evergreen Sword Master.” At this time, Tang Yunhuan’s voice rang, she went to the side of Yun Changqing, started talking: “At this moment, Wan Jiange is hurt and not suitable. Fighting, I hope the Lord thinks.”

After she finished speaking, Lei Yuanguang and Su Lengliu also stood up, a group of four people, both eyes squinting with burning eyes, focusing on the van Gogh, and did not want to let Van Gogh continue to pursue.

After the melee, the Wan Shouge outer sect, almost destroyed, the surviving people are all talented swordsman disciples.

These disciplines are cultivated painstakingly by the lineage. For the four Sword Masters, it is like an own child, how can they be willing to let them go to court death.

As they say, if Wan Jiange continues to chase, the result may be able to win, but it is also a tragic victory. On the contrary, if it is retired, it will let the stars Gu Zong escape safely, but the loss of Wan Jiange will be the smallest.

Van Gogh didn’t rob coldly, looked at the four Sword Masters, looked at the eyes, and looked at the stars of the ancient ancestors, and said: “Today’s World War, it is related to the millennium reputation of Wan Jiange, you can halfway, obstructing me ,dead!”

His bell barely fell, a burst of madness, wrapped in the legendary Ancient Sword’s Shocking Heaven Sword, pressed directly to the four people, and easily flew them out.

Puff puff puff puff !

Four red blood columns, spit out from the mouth of four people, and finally fell to the ground, but Van Gogh did not look at them without looking at them, turned around, the palms just lifted up, but there are reappears in front of the clouds. Green figure.

At this time, he was stained with mottled blood, and the wind swayed, making the figure more obvious. A pair of turbid eyes swayed slowly and persuaded: “The two tigers fight, they must be both losers, although the thousand-year-old reputation of Wan Jiange is important. But compared with it, the incense inheritance of Wan Jiange is even more important.”

As the voice fell, a sullen voice, no sign rang, I saw Yun Changqing buckle the forehead, fell to the ground, sighed: “Watch the Lord think twice!”

“Watch the main thinker!” After Yun Changqing’s dagger, the rest of the Third Seat Sword Master also rushed over, speaking out, the forehead buckled, without a trace of hesitation.

The Wanjiange crowd showed a horrifying color, especially the thickness of the inner disciple. There was still a trace of sadness on the face, and the newly-infested baboon in intent, actually begin to dissipate.

Yunchangqing headed by the passline lineage, although the status is not high, but they treat the inner disciple, always knowing everything, ask all questions, although strict, but cultivated countless outstanding discipline, conscientious.

Wan Jiane’s millennium fame, they do not pay attention to, only care about the life and death of the discipline, only care about the incense inheritance of Wan Jiange, for this reason, even do not hesitate to dagger, extinguish the crowd intent of the crowd.

“you guys……”

After the silent film, Van Gogh finally opened his mouth. Four Sword Masters hurriedly lifted the head, but they greeted a pair of ice-cold eyes, and said: “I really thought I didn’t dare make a move?”

One word, like the moon, the four people have a strong sense of sadness, and their heads are blank. They only hear that Van Gogh is ruthless and said: “If Wan Jiane’s reputation is destroyed, how should we face it in the future? The ancestor of the ancestor, terrified and over-cautious, will only be the Mermaid meat slaughter. You are Sword Master, but you don’t understand this. It is really sad.”

“Because I am a Sword Master of Wanjiange, I have to make a move to block it!” Faced with the words of Van Gogh, Yun Changqing suddenly stood up and said with indignation: “If the owner is against us four people Killing intent, you can make a move directly. If we die of four people, we can protect the incense of Wanjiange, why not die!”

“To shut up!”

Van Gogh finally couldn’t stand the coldness in his heart. The sword edge hit a bullet and pointed to the cloud Changqing face. He said: “I am the owner of the cabinet. I have the right to order Wan Jiange. You are a Sword Master and should support me. Obeying me, but since Luoyun entered Wanjiange, you have repeatedly argued that today, even dare to speak out.”

“As far as I can see, you and Luo Yun, this is the top of the hill, want to let Wanjiange go down!”

“Ok?”

The crowd heard this, the hesitation of the face no longer, and the moment became somber. These eyes changed, the four Sword Masters looked in the eyes, the sadness in the heart, the thicker, and even the heart felt a burst of thorns. pain.

“There is no front, but it can smother the heart. Since the owner thinks that the lineage is not in the wrong position, then I am the leader of the lineage. Only one death, Jian Zhongyi’s heart.”

After all, Yun Changqing’s hand appeared a long sword, which made the crowd’s Mind tremble.

Not yet, they saw the long sword crossed the neck of Yun Changqing, hot fresh blood, large pieces of flying sprinkled out, dripping on the ground, and dripping on the crowd’s Mind.

Yun Changqing’s eyes widened, and the hoarse voice sounded slowly: “Wan’s Court has been passed down for thousands of years, but its reputation is heavy, but it is far less than the inheritance of incense.”

“The people are lost, the people are there!”

“If the land is lost, the people will lose!”

The sound reverberated in a circle, and it remained in the space for a long time. Immediately, under the attention of the crowd, Yun Changqing’s body fell down, but his eyes were still squatting, staring at the top of Wan Jianshan.

On the top of the mountain, the old person who is fading away from the soul seems to have seen the familiar scene of the squad recipe sitting and listening to the lesson.

Every speech, action, and even demeanor of the discipline, he has a good eye, can hear it clearly…