Chapter 2380: Practice

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Boom, boom!

The world is booming, there seem to be hundreds of millions of iron riding on the Pentium, shaking the Dachu mountains and rivers.

The overwhelming army of floods was killed. From the starry sky, they attacked the walls of Nanchu City, such as black carpets, and covered the earth, such as the sky covering the sky, and filled the sky.

This scene is of historical significance.

In the end, the heavens and the hordes of famines confronted the two armies. One city was filled with the battle flags of the heavens; the other was the furious battle flags, and they were destined to fight endlessly.

"It would be very lively at this moment if there was a sky disaster." Looking at the Wuhuang people outside the city, the monks of the heavens thought so suddenly.

It was joked that the floods had a sky wherever they were gathered. Now the entire flood-horse flock comes together, and the eyes are full of people. If there is a calamity, then it will not only be lively, it will certainly destroy the world.

"The ants of the heavens, do they still needlessly fight?"

In the Honghuang Army and above the huge jade jade, the corner of the Qiang Emperor's mouth slightly tilted and he smiled at Nan Chu. He laid back, leaned on the seat, and turned the thumb of Thumb Mountain with fun.

Like him, the emperors of the Huanghuang tribe are similar, noble, have their own jade, laughter, sadness, and brutality in their eyes, they can't hide it.

Looking away, the tribe and the tribe are all neat and square arrays, and the former Honghuang tribe are lined up, and they are all inherited from the emperor's path. As for the Honghuang tribe who has not been a great emperor, they must stand back. Now, such a big scene has to support the scene.

"Who the old man is? Isn't this a tortoise?" Someone said on the wall of Nanchu, but he was old, with a beard of white flowers, and didn't open his eyes to look at Honghuang. His eyes were slanted. Well stated a sentence: I despise you.

"There is still a difference between tortoises and basalts. These are two varieties." Xuanwu emperor said meaningfully. "I also hope that all Taoists will be merciful and don't get confused."

"Nothing, all the turtles shrink." The Saint Ape sighed at the iron rod in his hand, and wiped it with the sleeves, which was polished, and I wanted to see blood later, and strived for Stick one, and never knock the second one against the same animal.

Dear quasi emperors, you are happy when you say one word to another, but Hongda is only smiling and not looking at it with interest, just like looking at a group of clowns.

Their eyes are even more playful. The reason why they have not attacked is to enjoy these feelings. From their point of view, no matter how the heavens jump around, they still can't escape a death, and the heavens are desperate. It will be his greatest joy.

This will be a tacit understanding unique between the heavens and Honghuang.

This tacit understanding created the tranquility before the onset of the storm, which was extremely depressing, the space was frozen for it, and the monks with weaker backgrounds had difficulty breathing.

"Which one is looking for fun, if not, the emperor can order to start the attack." The imperial clan emperor said slowly, glanced to the left and right, and glanced at the other Honghuang clans.

Don't say that, the word was revealed, and one step forward.

It was a quaint, authentic, peak quasi-perfect emperor. Moreover, it was not an ordinary peak quasi-perfect emperor. It belonged to even the strongest. It seemed old, but its blood was terrible, the breath seemed to be absent, and the whole body was anomalous. In the vision, there is a picture of the solitude of the sun and the collapse of the stars, which is an explanation of his Tao. It is the Tao of destruction that is cultivated.

"It's kind of okay." The nine emperor met and uttered the words.

The imperial emperors of the Honghuang tribe belong to the ashes level, regardless of their blood or origin, they are crushed by future generations, but they are precipitated by the years, and they are even more terrible.

"It looks like I'm looking for someone to single out!" The yak sneer sneered, and he had already drawn out his tomahawk. If the other party challenged him, he didn't mind going out of the city. He inherited the emperor's Tao and could not humiliate his predecessors.

"The two armies have to fight against each other, and they must always pick a few to carry out exercises."

"I really want to be singled out, then I can be happy, and I can fight for more time." The sainted frowns his hair, and he can do everything, but he is not afraid to be singled out. Who, natural, female saints and other evils, is another matter.

"Looking at Honghuang's posture, you are waiting for me, one by one!"

"It's the Honghuang people! It's all brain-dead, so that's all the fun left." Chiyangzi shrugged. "We're not afraid to single out. We're afraid it will come all over. Our lineup can't be stopped."

"Have a little heart, no matter who the product is going to challenge, try to delay time."

All the heavens agree with this sentence. What they lack is time. Even if the time of one or two columns of incense, it is possible to support Ye Chen as the emperor. As the Honghuang people are so particular, they have to find someone to train. But then it is not, it can be a second.

Compared with the heavens, Honghuang people's expression is more comfortable.

No hurry, they are really in no hurry. The Dachu enchantment has been breached. The heavenly people who are surrounded by Nanchu are already in the middle of it. It is a matter of sooner or later. It is a rare trip to the heavenly gates. If you don't find someone to practice, which is worthy of the two armies.

In this picture, the Emperor Hades was amused and hit the doorstep of his home. There is only one order left. There is no such thing as a single-headed operation. It is really hard for Hong Huang to think about it!

The emperor's waste on his side is more transparent.

Hong Huang is not good at his brain. When he is clearly arrogant, there is a perverted psychology of abuse. In the face of the heavens, it is necessary to consume the peak strongmen of the heavens and consume them with respect. Erasing the faith of the heavens is what Hong Huang wants to see.

In the spotlight, Quabbi Emperor glanced to the side of a city wall.

Obviously, the person he wants to challenge is on that side of the city wall, his eyes are very lonely, like the deep starry sky, also like the dead silence, with the evolution of the Tao, and the power of destruction, people dare not look straight. If you look at it for a second, your mind may be swallowed.

"Looking this way, obviously you are looking for an old grandson to fight!" The Emperor Ape snorted and stepped out of the wall with the Wujin iron rod, showing his powerful spirit.

Of course, before he opened his mouth, he felt someone was holding him.

The next moment, the Emperor Ape who had just stepped out of the city wall was thrown back to the city wall at will.

The person who shot it was Wu Tianjian who respected Mo Qin.

That's right, he also came out of the city wall, but one second later than the Saint Ape Emperor, or else he said that he is a Sword Emperor, throwing a family of Saint Ape Emperors, just like throwing stones. With the number of Saint Ape Emperors, the two are not a level at all.

This time, it was not him who pretended to force him, but because of Quabun, the true challenge was him.

It ’s time to talk about the starry sky. Before he came to Dachu, he saved Ye Chen in the starry sky, and by the way, he also destroyed a peak quasi-perfect emperor Kuiba, and that Kuiba and the city outside, obviously It's a tribe. At first glance, it looks a little like that.

This is precisely the fact that Quibba outside the city is indeed the one who is challenged. Quibba, who was previously beheaded, is his nephew of this vein. The reason why he knows that the sword is exalted is because of his rebellion. The supernatural powers of the day promoted the picture of that day.

This time, he was one of revenge, and the other was to cut the sword in front of the heavens and Honghuang, not only resentment, but also to add a heavy touch to his record.

The most embarrassing is the Saint Ape King, who didn't figure it out and rushed out.

It's a good thing, I didn't install it, and I split it on the spot.

"Daddy, it's embarrassing." The little ape emperor poked at the holy ape emperor.

"Get off." The Emperor Ape was anxious, and slap in the past.

No one saw the amusement of his grandfather.

Jianzun looked indifferent, walking on the sky, step by step, and revealed no trace of monk breath, it is really a mortal, but both parties know that it is to return to the true state of return, Tao Yun has already converged to invisible, such as Everyone is cruel.

"Fat man, you know who he is not." Xie Yun twitched the Xiong Eryijiao.

"He should be an individual." Xiong Er stomped his tiptoe and spoke gravely.

"Ren your sister."

"That's Wutian Sovereign, a man from the age of Emperor Xianyu." Zhou Aobi said.

In a word, many juniors looked sideways, looking at Zhou Ao together.

"Even before the invasion of heavenly gods, a vein of ancient sacred ground, the entire army of the war was annihilated, and sword respect, that vein of sacred ground, the only survivor, the inverse repair of kendo, will not weaken the sky gods. "According to legend, he is a brother of Xianyu. He has the same level of combat power and is still above Xianyu. Like many Gai Yingying, he failed to become emperor because he lacked the chance to become emperor, but his prestige, but It is an ancient and modern world. Three thousand years ago, the Poor Qi tribe scourged the eastern wasteland and was killed by him alone. "

After a few words, the juniors who listened swallowed, they didn't know, they were shocked.

At this moment, even quite a few ignorant elders couldn't help but stun.

It is true that the four peak sword repairs that still exist today are all ruthless and related to the emperor, such as the sword **** and the sword fairy, are the emperor's disciples; such as the nine swords scattered people, in the past, they almost destroyed the nine emperor's wasteland Great Emperor; such as Sword Emperor, is the master of Xianyu Emperor, has an extraordinary background, and the fighting power is comparable, which is a symbol of the times.

Many people are looking to one side, to the other three masters of Kendo.

"It's strong." In the meditation, the two words were revealed, unanimously, from the sword god, sword fairy and nine swords scattered people, can be seen, there is a hint of fear in the eyes of the three.

That jealousy is a unique tacit understanding among the strongest. The combat power is indistinguishable from each other, and they also jealous of each other. They have created myths, Kendo has different paths, but the same road.

"If Ye Chen is here, I wonder if he will scold his mother." Tian Lao squeezed his beard.

"Why." The juniors looked up again.

"The one who sold Ye Chen's scrolls all over the year was Sword Master. Well, to be more precise, it is the Sword Master in crisis." Di Lao took the stubble, and the thief smiling.

"This ....." Not only the juniors, but even the older ones, also twitched their lips.

The paintings of the tenth emperor of Dachu are all collector's editions. The people present were basically manpower. Who ever thought that the seller was Wutianjianzu, so special.

Many people opened their storage bags and glanced inside. Well, Ye Dashao's scrolls were lying quietly, which had to be treasured because they were bought from Jianzun. In each of these scrolls, there is a **** named Ye Chen.

So many people, especially Xiong Er's lower back, are the most straight.

The fat man's face was full of pride. Ye Chen's paintings sold everywhere by Jian Zun were all bought from him. If it is a collector's edition, his painting is the original.

"I said, what about people?" The person who had seen the storage bag went outside the city, and no longer saw the Queba who challenged the sword, and saw a blood mist floating in the nothingness.

"Extinct." Gu Santong coughed dryly.

"How about playing?" Too many people lie on the city wall, the eyes stared straight, but Kuipa, the blood source is strong, or a supreme peak quasi-perfect emperor, a dazzling god, this is gone? The legendary Wutian Sword Master is so uriney!

Not only the heavens and men are aggressive, but the Honghuang people are even more aggressive.

The juniors didn't see it clearly, but the elders saw it for real. The sword lord also only gave out three swords, Kuipab was destroyed, and all the Emperor Taoism methods had time to show.

Ye Chen must not be here, otherwise, he will be amused by that prince and want to take revenge on your nephew. As for your combat strength, is it better than your nephew? Whoever gives you self-confidence, it is good to play the Holy Ape King, but you have to find tough challenges. You are also a personal talent.

"Hey, don't follow the routine!" Yak Huang grinned, urgency for a while, "said the delay time is good, the whole thing is so crisp and neat, really not good."

"Visual inspection, the master of the Emperor Xianyu, did not like the routine." Chiyangzi coughed.

"I'm embarrassed for the Queba." Beilin sighed. "Come hard when you come up."

Outside the city, not only the Kuipa tribe was embarrassed, the entire Honghuang was embarrassed, and even the emperor of various ethnic groups in the reclining jade jade also sat upright and would be singled out and defeated.

What a pity, a little disgusting!

Go to see Heavenless Sword Master, standing upright, his expression is still so indifferent, from beginning to end, there is no emotional fluctuation, and from beginning to end, he has not seen a sword in his hand.

His back, the ancient Xiaose, destroyed a quasi-Quei emperor and did not want to return, or that the moment he came out of the city wall, he did not intend to return until the war died. There is a source, not to humiliate the reputation of his brother.

"Damn." In the thousands of silences, a sudden burst of drinking, and some people were killed in the flood, and it was also the peak emperor of the Queba tribe. The purple golden python robe was fierce. Power, even more than the previous Quibba.

"Let's take it." Kuipa Jundi snorted swiftly, uttering a sharp knife, Ling Tian split, and Manzhang the knife appeared, and the sky was easily cut by the knife.

Huh!

The sword lord also moved, his sword, appearing from time to time, seemingly illusory, but still subtle if it is the essence, it should be the legendary Tao sword, a sword wielding lightly, draws a bright fairy river.

lb! Click! puff!

These three sounds, regardless of the order, Kuipa's excalibur broke, a blood-colored sword mark was printed on the body, the blood was thin, and the bright silver bones could be seen through the blood.

"Okay, good." Kuipa gritted his teeth and regained his overbearing power. The blood flowing from the wound instantly reversed, the sword marks healed, and the ancient **** marks were carved on his brows. It was a certain secret method, its combat power and momentum. In an instant, it climbed to the next level.

In one step, he landed on Jiuxiao, spread his fingers, and covered under the sky, as heavy as a mountain.

And he was greeted by another shining fairy river, which broke the five-fingerprints, and even took him out with a sword. The overbearing **** body was almost split.

Huh!

Before he settled down, the sword lord had arrived, and the sword was invincible.

puff!

The spattering blood was still so dazzling, Quibba's head rolled off the emptiness, and in the fall, it burst into ash, and even the Yuanshen disappeared.

"Well, I really don't play routines." The Lord sighed, "It's utterly dead."

"It turns out that the attack on the generals is still ours, and it can sustain the scene." The Emperor Ape slaps the tamarin's hair, and fights back and forth.

"If it's so tidy, it'll mess up Hong Huang." Liushen will boo.

"It's a shame to become angry, and Hong Huang's usual style."