Eternal Sacred King Chapter 951: Grab the sword, fight back!

The spirits of Leng Rou, Fatty and others became tense.

After all, they haven't seen each other for a hundred years, and they don't know exactly where Su Zimo's combat power has reached.

Looking at the Jinghong Magic Sword in his hand softly, I suddenly regretted it.

Just now, if this Innate True Sovereign Artifact was returned to Su Zimo, it might also play a role in this crisis.

Now, Su Zimo is standing there, bare-handed.

The long sword without a trace has already pierced his throat!

Under this distance, even if Su Zimo wanted to sacrifice the magical artifact from his storage bag, it was too late!

What's more, the eight maids of Ye Tiancheng have also been besieged and killed, sealing all his escape routes!

"The arrogant, I see where you can hide!"

Ye Jiu said with icy eyes.

A touch of joy passed in Jian Wu's eyes.

He seemed to be able to see, the next moment, Su Zimo's throat was pierced with a sword by him!

"Hahahaha!"

Su Zimo suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, full of breath, and the laughter was loud and deafening!

The sword frowned slightly.

He suddenly noticed that even in the face of such a siege, Su Zimo's eyes were not panicked, but full of mockery!

Afterwards, I just listened to Su Zimo faintly said: "If I can seize your sword once, I can seize it a second time!"

He is an eternal evildoer!

Faced with such an offensive, I didn't even want to hide!

It's not necessary!

Before speaking, Su Zimo suddenly made a move, the whole arm was soft, and he threw it out with a snap, like the long nose of an ancient idol, resting on the pierced long sword!

A volume shocked!

"Ah!"

Sword without a trace exclaimed.

He felt a terrifying force, twisted and trembled, and burst out suddenly.

He couldn't hold the sword in the palm of his hand!

The long sword vibrated, the tiger's mouth was torn apart, and the muscles on the arm were oozing blood, dripping with blood!

Between the electric light and the flint, the long sword flew away, but it was taken by Su Zimo!

No one can see clearly what happened when the two met.

Even Jian Wuzhao himself didn't know.

Everyone just knew that the long sword had changed hands in the blink of an eye!

No one can understand the fear in the heart at this time without a trace of the sword!

The long sword he now has, although not a magic weapon of the innate true monarch, it is also a perfect magic weapon. It is extremely sharp and cuts like mud!

It is really hard for him to imagine that someone of the same rank can take his long sword with his bare hands!

This method, such a powerful body, has exceeded his cognition!

At this moment, there is only one thought left in Jian Wu's mind.

"Escape!"

The sword was taken without a trace and the long sword was taken, without hesitation, he immediately withdrew and retreated.

Immediately afterwards, he felt an extremely terrifying breath that made his scalp explode!

I saw Su Zimo's left hand free, **** together, condensing the sword fingers, lightly speaking, lightly cut in his direction!

Shit!

A sword air burst from Su Zimo's fingertips, a vast expanse of whiteness, blazing and dazzling!

In an instant, the sky and the earth shook, and the wind and clouds changed color!

Heavenly Killing Sword Art!

The sword seizure and counterattack happened almost at the same time!

Not to mention that the sword is gone, even the monks in the entire Tongxuan courtyard feel a heart-pounding murderous intent, exuding a deep chill!

His!

Qun Xiu took a breath.

What a terrifying sword spirit!

Besides Sword Sect, is there such a terrifying sword art on the Heavenly Desolate Continent?

"I see! Tiangang Tutorial Peng was destroyed by this sword aura!"

Someone exclaimed.

Pang Lan Daojun originally had the idea of ​​watching the show, but after this sword anger burst, his back was actually a little cool!

Subconsciously, Pang Lan Daojun sits with a serious look on his face.

Daojun Lanyue's face changed slightly, and his eyes gradually narrowed.

She is a master of Dharma and Daoist, and her cultivation level is far beyond everyone, and she feels more real!

This Mo Ling obviously hasn't exerted the true power of this sword aura, but even so, this sword aura is enough to kill everything!

The sword that had just gone without a trace was eclipsed by this sword aura, like a child swinging a sword indiscriminately.

The monk beside him still felt his heart trembling.

It is conceivable that the situation at this time without a trace of the sword!

He seemed to smell death!

Without the sword, the pupils shrank violently, his hands continued to change magically, mana surging, and between his palms, a huge mana sword was condensed!

"Cut me!"

The sword roared without a trace, swung the mana sword, and slashed at the oncoming sword energy!

Bah!

A soft sound.

Almost inaudible.

The mana sword in Jian Wuxian's hand was cut into two by the thin white sword energy, and it collapsed instantly!

And this sword aura barely paused, piercing the sword straight into his chest without a trace!

The sword sect spell, in front of this sword aura, there is no resistance!

Sword Without a trace, his expression was hideous, the blue veins on his neck were exposed, and his eyes were full of resentment and resentment.

This sword aura may not be able to kill him, but after the sword aura enters the body, it will inevitably destroy his body!

Such a terrifying sword aura, even in the sword sect, he has never seen it!

"I'm unwilling!"

The sword broke out one last roar without a trace.

Suddenly!

Just when Jian Wuxiang had already given up, a huge pull came from his arm, which directly dragged him back!

The sword wandered without a trace, and fell to the front of Jianzong's formation.

As his eyes turned, only a familiar figure stood in front of him.

"Brother!"

The sword went without a trace.

While his life was hanging by a thread, Hang Qiuyu still stood up!

"Brother, help me kill him!"

The sword shouted without a trace, gritted his teeth.

Hang Qiuyu did not speak.

He can't speak either!

Hang Qiuyu felt this fear when he really stood in front of this sword aura.

Unconsciously, beads of perspiration have been oozing out of his face!

Om!

Hang Qiuyu has a sword!

A stunning sword light emerged!

Six Law Patterns, innate true monarch magic weapon!

Where the sword light passes, the entire vitality of the void seems to be taken away by this sword!

The Unborn Sword Art!

This sword tactic is the ancestor of the sword. It is a secret technique deduced by one of the three ancient sword tactics, and its power is amazing!

Chang!

Sword Qi collides with the tip of the sword!

Endless murderous aura pervades!

The void in the collision seems to be cut into pieces!

Hang Qiuyu was shocked all over, kicking and kicking back three steps in a row.

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The terrifying sword energy finally dissipated.

But Hang Qiuyu's arm holding the sword was still trembling slightly, it was difficult to contain it!

He used the innate magic weapon and the Wusheng Sword Art to explode a sword, but he barely resisted this sword aura!

What is the origin of this sword spirit!

Hang Qiuyu rushed to fear even more, not this sword energy.

It's the one who released this sword spirit!

This Mo Ling released this sword aura, turned around, confronted Ye Tiancheng's eight maids, and never looked back.

I didn't even look at them.

Who can match this kind of self-confidence!

And what really makes Hang Qiuyu's heart sink into the abyss is the identity of this person!