Spirit Sword Sovereign

Shui Qianyue’s eyes flashed a slap in the face, and in his mind, there was a figure of figure that was thin and thin.

Her breathing gradually became rushed, staring at Chu Xingyun, as if to see him completely, but for this burning gaze, Chu Xingyun did not pay attention, stepping forward, striding toward the mountain gate.

When they came to the mountain gate, the crowd could not help but lag.

In the field of vision, the mountain gate all around gathered a myriad of people, in the central position, it was the 2000 nickname Wanjiange. They sat on the ground and looked a little scared.

In front of them, there is an ancient Sword stone sculpture, carved on top of the stone, engraved with three ancient characters like dragons flying and phoenixes dancing – Wan Jiange.

Here, it is the facade of Wanjiange, but at this moment, the ancient Sword stone carving is actually hanging one person, the limbs are completely pegged, fresh blood flowing, flesh rolling up, and even a path can be heard. Of mourning the voice of begging for mercy.

“Shi Jie!” Ning Lefan recognized the man at a glance, and there was no pity in his eyes, only anger.

In the past, Ishiguro’s words and deeds were still existence in their minds. It’s damn for such a greedy person. All of this is what he wants.

“You are waiting here.” Chu Xingyun spit out a word, then the void was quiet, and the crowd fell on Chu Xingyun and found that Chu Xingyun was the center, all around, actually rolled up the frenzied strong wind.

This wind is very cold, people can not help but tremble.

What is even more bizarre is that a cold laughter, slowly spit out from Chu Xingyun’s mouth, his eyebrows, a black light constantly rolling, and finally turned into a dark pattern, such as the sword, the sword’s pattern .

“How can the pattern of the sword resemble the Black Hole heavy sword?” Xia Qingcheng frowned, but no one answered her question, everyone’s attention was drawn to Chu Xingyun. .

I saw Chu Xingyun’s eyes glaring at the magic light, his mouth with a sinister smile, slowly standing in front of the sarcophagus.

Because of the excessive blood loss, the whole face of Shijie became pale as paper, but as soon as he saw Chu Xingyun, as the light returned, he shouted: “Honored Master, recognize the mistake, I hope you will let me live, in the future. I will never be rebellious!”

The sound of Shi Jie echoed in the void, constantly begging for Chu Xingyun, but Chu Xingyun looked at his eyes, but could not see half of the emotions, only the more intense cold magic.

Hey!

But when Chu Xingyun suddenly moved, the right palm became a claw, and it fell straight on the head of the stone sarcophagus. A mysterious black and white sword light bloomed, like a thousand hairs, and all fell into the body of the stone.

“Ah!”

With the intrusion of thousands of hairsprings, the stone body trembled, and the sweat of the beans continued to slide down. His screaming voice was so fierce that he could not disperse for a while.

The crowd was shocked. In their vision, they found that the face of the sarcophagus became extremely embarrassing. Seven Orifices oozes blood, and the eyes are round and round. The mouth is filled with fresh blood and the body is twitching once, as if it is alive. A weak point.

In a short while, the body of Ishigaki has been dyed red by fresh blood. He seems to have lost his mind. His body is soft on stone carvings, such as a dry body, unable to hang.

In contrast, Chu Xingyun, he slowly retracted his right palm, palm of his hand, a thumb-sized soil Topaz stone, crystal like a sword, flashing a faint glow, a touch of thick as the earth’s breath blooms, oppressing everyone’s Mind.

“Sword intent condensate, it seems that during this time, in addition to playing tricks, it has not fallen into the cultivation of the sword.” Chu Xingyun squinted at the stone, with a smile on his lips.

“Honored Master’s means, really Ghost Spirit unpredictable, actually can forcibly withdraw from my body in the mysterious sword intent, now I, sword intent no, Linghai exhausted, has become a useless waste.” The whole body’s pores are bleeding, and the pain is boundless, but when he raises one’s head and looks at Chu Xingyun, he is still flattering.

The pain just now, as the party’s sarcophagus, naturally knows what happened, Chu Xingyun’s palm, contains the mysterious method, forcibly removed the mysterious sword intent in his body.

Not only that, the stone sea of ​​Shijie is completely exhausted, the spiritual power is no longer, and even a sword qi can not be felt, even if it is worse than the ordinary person.

“Since I have become a waste, there is no threat to the Honored Master. I want the Honored Master to let me go, even if I am a cow, I have no complaints.”

Shi Yan’s desire to survive was strong, and he pleaded for mercy. He heard his words. Mind of the Wanjiange below trembled. His eyes immediately looked toward Chu Xingyun, but he saw Chu Xingyun’s brow wrinkled and squirted coldly: Noisy !”

In the language, the right palm of the ruined breath is moving again.

Boom!

A terrifying murderous intention came in. Shih Tzu heard the sound of hōng lóng lóng, and then he was black in front of him, and the violent pain of the tide filled his life, consciousness, and even Soul.

Hey!

A breeze blew, the body of Shijie is like a disintegrated, disappeared, thick and pungent blood mist blooms, the whole stone is red, especially the Wanjiange three words, but also a sense of guilt.

The eyes of the crowd became empty and the horror was horrible. Chu Xingyun’s gesture was just overbearing. It was like Demon God who controlled life and death. He faced the pleading of the sarcophagus, and even dismissed it, even the idea of ​​answering the voice. None, one palm, directly annihilated.

Chu Xingyun is still floating in the same place, his eyes are cold and the magic is stunned. He slowly turns back. When his eyes touched the people of Wanjiange, the moving magic was stronger. He said: “Vatican is dead and dead. Wan Jiange changed his Lord, and in the future, everyone who is rebellious, this is his end.”

The whole void is full of fear and blood, and the people of Wanjiange are chilling. At this moment, with the voice of Chu Xingyun falling, the thinker actually has the terrifying feeling of falling into jail.

After a brief silence, the 2000 rested at the same time almost at the same time, buried their heads deeply, they wanted to make a sound, but because of the fear of the scene, they were so shocked that they could only speak there.

Upon seeing it, Chu Xingyun felt satisfied, and he turned his voice and sang: “Where is the land penalty!”

“Ok?”

The land penalty was first smashed, but soon, his figure plunged and stood in front of Chu Xingyun.

At this time, the magic of Chu Xingyun is still the same, the black sword pattern at the eyebrows seems to have life, and it is bursting with black light.

He stared at the blood-skinned youth in front of him, and his voice solemnly said: “Wan Jiange suffered a disaster, everything is going to be alive, from today’s beginning, Law Enforcement lineage, you will be handed over by the land, you are willing to accept?”