Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 545: Without injustice and hatred, just try sword ears!

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"I'm going to kill someone!"

It’s like a breeze. mFree Internet Novel Expert)) The murderous four words are lightly written to the extreme, so that people can hear it in their ears, and they can hardly be connected with semantics.

One man, one sword, drifting away, not seen in the clouds.

"Huh? Interesting!"

Shu Tuntian's eyes gleamed, narrowing his small eyes. If the light in his eyes was substantial, he seemed to be able to chase the distant figure through the thick clouds of infinite distance.

Going here, the act of destroying the door, and the heart of Liwei are preserved. Naturally, Zhang Fan cannot go down that mouse hole down the mountain again, as if it has never seen Stratus roll, restriction formation technique, directly step into it.

Every step is taken, there is a sword rising from the sky, like the waves of the sea, the waves are rising high, the ancient sword is not moving in hand, and the sword is full of vitality. All the close-by mist were crushed into countless brilliance in the first time.

After all, it is from the inside out. After all, the formation technique has never been started. Suddenly, the sky clouds give way to a road that leads directly to the deserted islands and the endless sea.

"Sword repair successor?"

Sword Qi became more and more fierce. Although Shutengtian still frowned at countless distances, it seemed that the fierce Jian Qi made him feel uncomfortable.

"Interesting, really interesting, that little loach, you have suffered."

Shu Tongtian smiled, he didn’t know when there was an extra leg in his hand, and he seemed to be careless. The light in his eyes was fluctuating, and he must stay in the direction where Zhang Fan disappeared.

......

"Boom~"

The thunderous explosion, in the clouds, above the sky, overwhelmed the innumerable waves, exploded into countless air, and stirred up the clouds of clouds and clouds, which still couldn't keep up. That utterly sword spirit that pierced the sky.

Suddenly passing by, a sword that is full of sharpness and coldness like substance, like a Hongqiao, with infinite power, spans the sea between the Great Desert Island and Binghuo Island.

Under the sword qi, the huge sea surface looks like a striking scar, and it seems that a sword has been split for a long time, and the sea has broken through the waves, and a huge crack has emerged.

"Boom~"

One end of Jian Qi, slammed into Binghuo Island, and an imposing figure appeared.

Behind him, the sword energy seemed to have lost all of his support in an instant, collapsed suddenly, the endless sharpness spread out, and the mist was completely empty.

On the island, the Zhang Fan is straight. An air of Lingyun could not help bursting out.

The original intention was to use the sword repair as a way to conceal the status of the door and the prestige. One was to conceal his identity so as not to cause trouble for his grandfather, and the other was to let the people who saw this scene misjudge that he was repairing the sword. Repair a divine ability.

I never thought that this step by step will explode the momentum, but it is gradually and Jianxiu one person and one sword, galloping from one mind to another, from the state of mind to the strength, for a time, it seems that the ancient sword repair really came back to the world.

Look up and see, but when the sky is clear, the island is divided like a midline.

In the center of this axis of ice and fire, the main place of the Han Xiao Huo family gradually came out, the sound of the piano and the sound of harmony, the hustle and bustle of red dust rolled into the ears.

"Happy event?"

After hearing this, Zhang Fan smiled coldly and stepped out.

It's close to the horizon, shrinking into an inch, and taking one step is a hundred feet.

The figure flashes, it seems that it is not in a hurry, but it is a trance. You can't see any people, you can only see the left and right footprints, scattered scattered.

Heart in his heart, chest in his chest, sword in his hand, the three in one, awe-inspiring power.

As the momentum gradually increased, unconsciously, Zhang Fan was immersed in the sword, and every step was stepped out. Around the body, countless lights and shadows floated, and the sound of the cracking silk, like a thousand swords, tearing the space.

The footsteps are far away from the ground, and the sword is full of energy and leaks. Often the silhouette is just gone, and the roaring sound is continuous. The footprints are full of sword spirit, and the shining light. As if to kill the pillar of Sen Han. Straight towards the sky.

Silhouettes passed by suddenly, invisible, only behind him, the sword was in full swing, like Ruoguang dragon trailing tail, with great momentum.

Approaching the main house of the Huo family, such a movement, naturally alarmed the welcoming people, a man and a woman, and two young people came forward.

"This senior, today is the day when our wife is overjoyed. May wish..."

As soon as I saw the momentum, I knew that the person was not good, but the man in the two said politely, showing the style of the big family.

However, he didn’t even have time to export his words, and the whole person’s movements were solidified.

"Brother..."

Another welcoming woman immediately found something wrong, just spoke, and followed in the footsteps.

The two froze in place, as if welcoming the tree, Zhang Fan walked calmly through.

At this moment, the breeze blew, as if gently touching the hand, as if it touched something, a man and a woman, and groaned at the same time, around the body, the breath of breath came out, every inch of skin, every pore, All of them have sword qi as substance, and Hanguang is perishable.

In an instant, there was a bang, and the **** rain splashed in the sky, as if at that moment skill, countless swords exploded from the body, breaking them both into countless pieces.

Every piece of flesh has just flown into the air, and there are countless white lights puncturing inside, and countless sword qi erupts. In a moment, two groups of blood mist are filled. In addition, there is nothing else.

"Who are you..."

"Come here..."

"Don't..."

"Save..."

The unusual appearance of these two people immediately aroused the attention of other welcome people. simultaneously came to the attention, and it happened that the two people divine soul disappeared and disappeared in the world.

Suddenly, a horrified look emerged from everyone's face. Many people shouted or exclaimed, or asked for help or begged for mercy, but no one could speak the words completely.

The thoughts are intertwined, the eyes are swept, everyone’s movements are frozen at almost the same time, with strange poses, a look of despair and horror, as if painted sculptures one by one, standing still, letting each one pass through it.

"Thinking the mind and mind sword, what the heart wants, what the intention condenses, is what the sword is pointing to!"

The sword of sword repair, which has its own pride, does not wield the sword for waste, and only needs one mind and one move, which is the sword spirit of destruction!

Zhang Fan keeps pace, the moment the back disappears, countless groups of sword qi burst, blood mist and sword light have become the only colors between heaven and earth.

Main house, gate!

The lacquered gate in front of looks at, the brass lion head lock, Zhang Fan paused for the first time.

The noise of the hustle and bustle came to an abrupt end within Zhu Qi’s gate, as if that sensational sensation had frozen all the laughter.

Zhang Fan smiled coldly, raised the ancient sword in his hand, and waved it with no tricks.

"Boom~"

The sword qi extends, edge is unstoppable, the sword qi passes, the gate and the wall connected to it are all broken into countless fine fragments, and burst out into the interior, as if countless flying knives have been stabbed.

The eyes suddenly opened, only to see a figure dodge around, and there was even more blood in the place behind the original door.

"Who are you?"

"Do you know where this is?"

Among a group of scattered guests, an old man who seemed to entertain the guests suddenly stood up and shouted angrily.

Here, they still belong to the outer house. The people who eat and drink here are often not people with high status, but some loose cultivator or some people who do not have a high status in the family sect. Entertain these people, their identity It is also conceivable.

Zhang Fan didn’t even look at him more than once, without raising his head to the ground, he swung again with a sword.

"Sorry~"

Sword Qi broke into the air and directly split the old man who opened the mouth into two halves. The sword gas did not disperse and burst open like two light wheels, sweeping past in the courtyard.

"Ah~~~"

The sound of screaming, uniform, almost at the same time, everyone was broken into the body by countless sword qi.

Under a sword, for a moment of joy, he became a Shura hell.

In the courtyard, the blood was stained everywhere, and it was thick enough, and it stepped on it, and it was sticky and sticky.

These little characters will naturally not cause Zhang Fan to take a second look, step out of the blood everywhere, and walk straight to the sky before the sound of gongs and drums hits the sky, and at this time a horrified main hall walks.

Walk all the way, people block, it is a sword; wall resistance, it is a sword... In any case, it is a sword, leaving behind a broken blood all the way, standing alone, a sword, one person, standing to the Lord Outside the hall.

Zhang Fan raised his head, the bronze gate of the main hall suddenly opened, and dozens of figures poured out. Through them, it can be seen that the hall is full of shadows, at least hundreds of people gathered in it.

These are the real Huo family, close forces.

During his observation, dozens of eyes also fixed on it, it was the dozens of people who had sprung up first.

"Who are you?"

"What hatred does my Huo family have with you, this is a hot hand."

Among the crowd, a middle-aged beautiful woman in a gorgeous and gorgeous costume, holding a dragon head cane, looked around at the silence behind Zhang Fan, and her face was suddenly irony. Extremely, the tall chest also undulated violently for it.

"Lady Huo?!"

Zhang Fan glanced at the faintly familiar silhouette and dragon head walking stick, his expression moved, and he asked with a smile.

"It’s the old man, let’s just say, what is your enmity with my Huo family?"

The middle-aged beautiful woman seems to have some scruples. Not only did she not start immediately, but she raised her cane~IndoMTL.com~ stopped the four elders behind her and asked again.

As soon as this word came out, Zhang Fan was enough. Everyone behind Mrs. Huo looked at her in disbelief, and they had already come to the door. Why should I ask this as much as possible? Its usual character.

How do they know that Mrs. Huo is also scrupulous, not to mention the terrifying power of killing almost all the disciples and guests outside in an instant, standing there alone and giving thousands of troops Wanma, the sense of condescending, knowing that people are by no means simple, and where to be careless, naturally ask.

"Injustice?!"

"hahaha~~"

Zhang Fan Suddenly laughed loudly, raising the ancient sword in his hand, as if in a moment, the human sword and the one, the human is the sword, the sword is also the sword, and in the voice, could not help but bring out metal attribute The sonorous sense of clang.

"No injustice and no hatred!"

"Just try the sword ears!"

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