Chapter 482: War Emperor, Sword Emperor

"Eight level gods!"

"Dragon Tiger!"

"Changkong Qizhen!"

Faced with this horrible sword of Xi Xuan, the Holy Wilderness, the King of God, the King of God, and the Roman King did not dare to have a slightest neglect. This is their destiny and blood, and this bite of blood is at least consumed by the hard work of a nail.

Suddenly, the sky was dark, and the sun and the moon were wailing.

"Cut God!"

The cutting god sword in Xi Xuan's hand finally fell, and carried his unparalleled will into a clearest idea.

boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The void collapsed in order, and the black wind valley that had been erased collapsed again at this moment. The space of hundreds of thousands of miles of squares was instantly cleared, and nothing existed in empty.

There is only a dark -like thing that flows constantly. It is an endless void flow and space storm.

The scream sounded, after all, the three kings of the Holy Wilderness could not bear the horrible lethality of the Destiny Emperor Sword.

The space was still quiet for a moment, and the sound of countless stars burst was still roaring.

"Run!"

At this time, Tu Yan did not dare to participate in the battle. In his body, he grabbed the arm of Zhong Lin and the scales in the pond, and quickly fled towards the distance.

I dared to stop all thousands of miles away, and then looked at the battlefield in the distance shocked.

"Master is really fierce."

Zhong Lin swallowed deeply and looked at the scene in front of him horriblely.

He knew that Wang Wangqiang was very strong. After all, he realized it before, but at this moment he really realized the horror of the strong king. If the King of God just gave himself such a trick, it is estimated that even the scum is left. Third The "Undead Scriptures" cannot be topped.

It can only be said that Master deserves to be Master. He gives his disciples confidence to rescue his disciples between crisis. This time, he established an invincible image in Zhong Lin's heart.

"Master is angry, and the last time I was furious." The scales in the pool said quietly.

It's just that as soon as this was a fall, he was directly patted by the master Tu Yan on the back of his head, and a stunned almost fell to the ground.

"Just talk a lot of nonsense."

"Master is okay?" Zhong Lin said worried.

However, this sentence is obviously superfluous. With the self -repair of the void, Xi Xuan's slightly messy figure is still so tall.

"Dare to grab my disciples' things, it is impatient. I really think that the three stinky fish and rotten shrimp can defeat me. If you defeat me, do you have any faces to teach your disciples."

Alas! Alas! Alas!

Suddenly, a sound sounded, and the infinite sword light came in from transmitting, and Xi Xuan chopped the god sword in his hand to wave again and again.

With the three light sounds, the three kings of the Holy Wilderness were cut off a arm.

After breaking through the life and death, the martial arts vitality increased greatly, and the physical body had all kinds of mysteries. The breaking limb regeneration was just leisure, but at this moment, the three people's arm was cut off after being cut off. A sword meaning is attached, such as the poison of the bone to prevent the regeneration of the limbs.

"Hahaha, Master is too fierce, I like it, but why do you only cut their three arms and don't kill it directly." The excited face of Chi Zhong's excitement was a little flushed.

Brother Tu Yan shook his head and said, "Can't kill, the sacred place of war is also one of the ten sanctified places in the Eastern Wilderness. It belongs to the league with our heavenly sword holy place. It's endless, at least not now. "

"The little brother's hatred will not be reported?" Chi Zhong's scales were still a little unhappy.

Zhong Lin also said: "Brother Second, I am okay after all. I ca n’t get the two sanctuary wars because I am alone, otherwise I will really die."

The elder brother Tu Yan looked at Zhong Lin, and he nodded secretly in his heart. At this time, he really accepted the younger brother of Zhong Lin.

There is a rare talent, even if you have a mind, emphasize feelings, and are not blinded by anger, even if you do not practice, let alone a rare talent, not to mention that he is also proud, and he is indeed qualified to be his own brother.

At this time, Xi Xuan's gaze was no longer on the three of the Holy Wilderness, but looked at the middle -aged man who suddenly appeared in front of him.

This person is tall and has a thin face. There is nothing special on his body, and even twisting his head will make people subconsciously forget, but it makes Xi Xuan feel like a enemy.

"Who is that person?"

The three of the Zhonglin also discovered the middle -aged man who appeared suddenly, curiously inquiring.

The elder brother Tu Yan changed his face, and he subconsciously blocked Zhong Lin and the pool.

"Tianjian Holy Land Xi Xuan, meet the Emperor of the War."

Xi Xuan was saluting in his hands, and he dared not to have a slightest neglect.

A war emperor shrank Zhong Lin's pupils, and it instantly understood the person's identity.

The Sacred Land of Zhantian, the Extreme Land, the strong in the emperor, the emperor Jun Tianzheng.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

If the immortal emperor is an ancient power, the one in front of that is alive.

The strong king has enough to shock Zhong Lin, what is the strongest emperor's realm than Wang Jingqiang.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen."

The elder brother Tu Yan seemed to feel what Zhong Lin thought, and he said: "Unless the sacred place of war is to fight with our Sword of the Sword, it won't kill us."

Sure enough, Zhanhuang Jun Tianzheng glanced at the three of the Holy Wilder King who had been cut off a arm, and had no expression on his face.

He turned his gaze to Xi Xuan, and then gently moved to the Sword of God Slayer, with a subtle look in his eyes.

Although he knew that the War Emperor Jun Tianpin would not take action, facing such a mythical figure, everyone, including Xi Xuan, felt nervous.

"Sword Emperor, you have been hiding for so long, why don't you come out?" The War Emperor said leisurely.

"Hahaha, it's really refreshing to see an old friend. War Emperor, the fight between the younger generation can draw you out, this is not like you!"

Accompanied by a clear voice, another person walked out of the void. The man had a face like a crown of jade, eyes like stars, and a sharp face like a sculpture. The black hair on his forehead fluttered in the wind, adding a bit of unrestrained and wanton.

His nose was straight like the wind, his thin lips were lightly pursed, and he seemed to smile with a touch of unruly style. He was dressed in white clothes that were whiter than snow, and his figure was tall, like an immortal.

When this person appeared, Tu Ye and Chi Zhonglin bowed and saluted.

"Disciple pays respect to the Supreme Master."

Zhong Lin was also startled and quickly made the same move.

Supreme Master?

Sword Emperor Feng Sihan?

Feng Sihan waved his hand casually, not that he didn't care.

Xi Xuan also sent the God-Slaying Sword back to Jiange Mountain and stood respectfully behind Feng Sihan, without any of the domineering attitude that he had just used to kill three kings with one sword.

Jun Tianpin sighed and said, "I didn't want to do that either, but it was too noisy outside my house. If I didn't come out, I guess there would be a big uproar."