Great Slaughter System

The back-sworded teenager's face fell ugly on the ground, and he couldn't help but step back two steps. The smashing screaming flickered and looked at the high and the gold.

"Give me kill them."

The back-sword teenager yelled at the three guards.

Hey! ! !

In the blink of an eye, three long swords were squirted, and the swords and swords swayed over the sky and went away with gold.

The strength of these three guards is in the late stage of congenital, this shot, in an instant, the wind and cloud changed color, and the nearby warriors have stepped back to prevent the fish and the fish.

After hearing the back fight, Shen Lang stopped and looked coldly.

The high gradual departure from the gold and the death of the three guards have been handed over, I saw the high gradual departure from the cold ice sword spit, gold lifeless sword is like a ghost and three guards playing fierce very much.

"It's playing, it's playing."

"I rely on it, the martial arts conference really did not come, this has not started yet, it has been so lively."

There are more and more people watching around, some of them look excited and some are gloating.

"Chen brother, look."

The young man named Chen’s martial artist pointed to the stern teenager sitting on the horse’s back: “The one that seems to be the unparalleled sword of the Qingcheng School, He Tianxing.”

"Hey! It seems that it is really awkward, but there is a good show."

Hey, it is said that this He Tianxing is a monk, and the ranking is not low. It is estimated that those people will be unlucky. ”

Chen’s martial art saw that he was a star, and he could not help but gloat.

He Tianxing is the chief disciple of the Qingcheng School, the three major forces in the East. He is famous in the East, and few people don’t know it.

When the white girl heard the words of Chen’s martial artist, the boy who looked at the sword back slowly said: "The boy who is the sword should be the streamer sword Yang Yong?"

"Well! Wrong, 80% is Yang Yong, He Tianxing's loyal younger brother."

Chen surnamed Wu nodded and said.

"Since it is He Tianxing, Yang Yong’s sword is the unparalleled sword of He Tianxing."

The young man in the green shirt smiled and looked at the two swords behind Yang Yong.

The conversation between the three people did not escape the ears of Shen Lang.

Shen Lang's eyes flashed and looked at He Tianxing sitting on the horse.

"He Tianxing?"

Boom! ! !

Gao gradually drifted out of a cold ice sword, instantly shocked the two guards' pinch, and then a cold ice sword flew out.

The two people who were shaken saw the icy swords that flew from the air, and their looks changed slightly, and they immediately swayed and fled.

Hey! ! !

The ground was hit by a crack in the crack of the sword, and the cold air spewed, and a layer of frost was formed on the ground.

The two are not too miserable. At that time, the guard who had no match with Kim was really miserable. He didn’t know how many times he was stabbed by Kim’s life. He only felt heavy eyelids and could not hold on. .

At this moment, an angry drink, Yang Yong joined the battle circle, a cold and overflowing sword smashed toward the gold and died.

Kim’s lifeless figure flipped, kicking the **** with one foot, and waving a sword to open Yang Yong’s sword.

At this moment, the two long swords behind Yang Yong skyrocketed, and a figure like a mountain suddenly fell from the sky, holding a pair of swords toward the high gradually.

At this time, people only saw what the two long swords were behind Yang Yong.

The gorgeous sword of the hilt is very wide, almost the same as the palm, and the other ordinary sword is as thin as a thumb.

The two swords gave people a very strong visual impact, and then everyone in the mind flashed a name.

"Floating light."

The wide sword is floating, and the fine sword is a glimpse. It is called a sword.

The two swords can be put together or separated. When they are together, the level of the sword can reach the heavenly level. If they are separated, they are two layers of weapons. They are very strong. Otherwise, the Qingcheng faction cannot regard the swordless sword as a town. Zong Shenbing.

If it weren't for the fact that He Tianxing had already joined the unparalleled sword, the Qingcheng School could not let him carry it with him.

The name of He Tianxing's unparalleled sword is so good. The title of others is recognized by people, and the title of He Tianxing is sealed by himself, because there is no other title that is more suitable for him than the sword.

At this time, He Tianxing is using the floating sword to descend from the high.

Gao gradually separated from the two guards at this time, and could not escape the sword of He Tianxing.

Roar! ! !

Seeing that He Tianxing is going to squat in the middle and high, a golden dragon suddenly flies from afar, and fiercely slams toward He Tianxing.

He Tianxing's look changed. If he continues to kneel down, Gao will gradually die, but he will never get there.

Floating light across the chest, He Tianxing just finished the defense, Jin Long rushed to his chest.

Boom! ! !

He Tianxing was hit by Jinlong and his body shape fell to the distance.

Shen Lang looks indifferent from afar.

"Good hegemony."

Seeing the golden dragon, everyone couldn't help but take a breath, and then they looked shocked and looked at the waves that entered the battlefield.

A white gown was blown up by the wind and the wind, the cold and evil face, the golden dragon surrounded by the whole body, all impacted people's hearts.

Just as Shen Lang stopped, Jin Long, who was surrounded by Shen Lang’s body, opened his mouth and screamed.

"You are the unparalleled sword He Tianxing?"

Shen Lang’s hand was placed on the field, asking indifferently.

With the joining of Shen Lang and He Tianxing, Gao Yang and Jin Wusheng and others also retreated.

Yang Yong was stunned by the momentum of Shen Lang. He did not dare to move, but looked at Shen Lang with a dignified look.

He Tianxing did not suffer any injuries. He had no swords and stepped forward. "I am He Tianxing, who are you?"

"The person who wants you to die."

Roar! ! !

Since it is determined that He Tianxing of Qingcheng School, Shen Lang is not welcome. He and the Qingcheng School are destined to have a battle. Since they have met, there is no nonsense, and they are hands-on.

Suddenly two golden dragons roared out of the ground, the ground was broken, and all the way to the sky, rushing toward He Tianxing.

Shen Lang has already trained the dragons and eighteen palms to the environment, and does not need to move. As long as they think, one hand is a dragon.

He Tianxing is not a good-tempered person~www.wuxiahere.com~ Since Shen Lang is going to fight, he will fight.

"The sword of the unparalleled."

He Tianxing’s double swords in his hands, and in the blink of an eye he killed two golden dragons.

Jinlong has just disappeared, and Shen Lang immediately appeared in front of He Tianxing.

"Hunting the wind and catching shadows."

The remnants of Shen Lang’s reign appeared around He Tianxing, and numerous foot shadows kicked toward He Tianxing.

Just when Shen Lang and He Tianxing played against each other, a teenager with a hand-held jug and a long-shouldered sword in the distance, every step of the way, the teenager would drink a sip of wine, and the body would swing left and right, as if drunk.

Seeing the crowds on the scene, adding the fighting sounds in the field, the blurred eyes flashed a glimmer of light, and then the young people rushed through the crowd, saw the battle between Shen Lang and He Tianxing, their eyes widened and exclaimed: " I rely on it, so hot."

When people were dissatisfied with the youngsters who looked at the ghosts, they couldn’t help but change, and then they jumped out and followed the ghost-like teenagers looking at the hip flask.

"This guy is very busy."

A warrior seems to have seen something incredible, and he looks excited.

"Yeah, Xiaojianxian has come, it seems that this time things are going to be awkward!"

Another warrior held his arms and smiled awkwardly.

"Little Jianxian Li Ming."

Maybe Li Ming is not too afraid of everyone, but Li Ming’s master is definitely the existence of worship.

Strong list, Qinglian Jianxian, Li Mubai.

Li Ming bites the lid of the jug and sip a sip of wine. His expression is excited: "Hey, this is a pity. I can definitely play the sword without a slight bias."

"Ignorance sword?"

When I heard Li Mubai’s words, everyone was silent, and sure enough, this is still not reliable.