Vol 5 Chapter 29: : Qiushui cuts forever, the magic soldier breaks through the sky

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The pungent **** taste was everywhere.

The billowing smoke and the light of the sword that illuminated the entire city slowly fell.

Tongtiantai is full of ruins,

The building complex that once covered the whole mountain has completely collapsed, and the painting tower mountain is divided into two, and the mighty Tongtiantai has almost turned into a ruin.

That world-wide sword almost completely split the whole painting mountain, and the thick mountain was cut directly into a cliff nearly 1,000 kilometers deep. The cuts on both sides of the cliff were smooth like mirrors, even though the sword light had disappeared, like a mirror There are still extremely cold chills and sword qi on both sides of the cliff.

Li Tianlan looked away from Chen Binghe and looked at the ruins of Tongtiantai.

Collapsed buildings, broken gardens, muddy water, twisted trees.

Open a mountain with one sword.

That can almost be said to be a sword of God.

The sword light that illuminated the night swept everything with pure destruction, and under a sword, nothing can remain intact.

Tongtiantai was completely destroyed.

But not many people died on Tongtiantai.

As he left Qiushui, the Chen family prepared for everything today.

All the heavenly purgatory gathered in Tongtiangang was wiped out by a net and sent to Hualou Mountain as a whole.

Almost all the masters of the Chen clan are assembled to form the sky array.

Chen Binghe held the sword of the world to meet the enemy.

Some old and young women of the Chen family have been transferred in advance.

So there is very little blood in the ruins of Tongtiantai and there are very few dead people.

But the Chen family is finished.

With hundreds of elites in Tiandu Purgatory as the bargaining chips, the Chen tribe's victory in this battle is extremely great, so the entire Chen tribe can be said to be fighting against Li Tianlan.

No one can imagine that Li Tianlan and Shisanzhong Building can open a sword.

That sword came into the world with a violent sword rain, shredded most of the formation of the sky, separated the painting tower, and the Chen masters suffered countless deaths and injuries.

The old young woman of the Chen tribe may still be able to survive.

But the entire Chen family, after this battle, is like a beast that has lost its minions, without any deterrent force.

In the world, it is often as easy and as difficult as going up and down.

Hundreds of years of history, countless glories and glory, everything is completely collapsed in one sword, **** cruelty covers everyone's head, this is the price of the loser.

Now today.

There may be many people on Hualou Mountain.

But in Li Tianlan's heart, there were no living people on the mountain.

Li Tianlan finally looked back.

His eyes fell on Chen Binghe, faint, indifferent without any mercy: "Chen ..."

His voice floated in the mountain of paintings divided into two, like the wind and waves: "Not worthy of a sword."

Not worthy of the sword of the North Sea.

Nor deserve Li's sword.

Like the coldest sentence, a sentence directly determines the fate of the entire Chen clan.

"Li Tianlan !!!"

"You **** !!!"

In the long silence, Chen Binghe finally digested everything in front of him.

Hualou Mountain was divided into two, and the Tongtian platform became a ruin. The Chen people have carefully cultivated it for many years, and most of the masters accumulated by generations have been killed or injured.

Chen Binghe shivered all over.

The dark eternity shook constantly in his hands, and the violent killing intention continued to churn out with the surging sword light.

"Little mess! You **** it!"

Li Tianlan released his palm.

Xuan Yuanfeng's huge sword body disintegrated once again, and turned into another delicate floating sword.

The entire sword array slowly moved in the air, covering half of the painting tower.

The slight sword light shuttled slightly, cutting off the ropes one by one behind Li Tianlan.

Nearly two hundred tortured and extremely fragile heavens have infernally fallen to the ground one by one.

The sword array solidified in the air, completely protecting these elites.

Chen Binghe burst into laughter suddenly, his laughter was miserable and resentful, and he stared at the sword array behind Li Tianlan.

The sword array of twelve famous swords is still delicate, but it has become extremely dim compared to the beginning, which shows what is self-evident.

"Without this sword

What are you doing? Li Tianlan, what are you now? !! "

Li Tianlan remained calm.

Thirteenth floor, a sword opened the mountain.

The powerful sword just now, in terms of power, is almost infinitely close to the invincible state of half-step. Li Tianlan can't naturally get that sword, but his sword is perfect and the sword array of the 13th floor is just as natural The combination of the two spurred that sword to the extreme, but the core reason was actually energy.

The energy absorbed by the Thirteenth Floor in the Demon Legion fully acted on this sword, creating a scene of almost sky-scrapping.

Today, the Thirteenth Floor is back to silence and can only be passively defended.

But Li Tianlan, who has no thirteenth floor, is still Li Tianlan.

His palm flicked in nothingness.

Incomparably clear the sound of the sword rang through the paintings on both sides.

A clear light bloomed in Li Tianlan's hands.

Not any sword of the Thirteenth Floor.

This sword is extremely cold and sharp, and proudly does not eat human fireworks.

Autumn Sword.

Chen Binghe's expression grew increasingly stubborn.

Li Tianlan remembered Li's elite who died on the mountain road. He knew what he didn't know ...

His voice became calmer: "What are you without the sky?"

Chen Binghe laughed wildly: "Who said that I didn't have a sky array? Who said ?!"

The dark sword of all ages suddenly rose with violent sword light.

Suddenly, painting the mountain in different directions, in the **** sky, one by one, the electric light spread to the top of the mountain.

In different directions, Dingguang and Thunder approached the top of the mountain quickly.

There was a mockery in Li Tianlan's eyes.

This is indeed the Heavenly Sword Formation, where all the power comes together.

But can such a celestial array still be astronomical?

Qingguang flashed on the top of the mountain for a moment, and Li Tianlan stepped out.

His figure leapt over the sky, across a cliff like a heaven, and appeared directly in front of Chen Binghe.

Wan Shijian fell down with an endless thunder.

The dense arcs spread wildly.

Dianguang continued to move forward from all corners. It was the master of thunder and thunder that the Chen family had not fallen. Everyone was charging at full speed. All of their powers became Dianguang, and they were combined with Wanshijian at once.

Wan Shijian has only one point.

But at the moment Jian Guang split, the thunder of the world filled the entire sky.

Qiushui Jianfeng in Li Tianlan's hands trembled.

The dazzling Lei Guang seemed to tear the whole sky and hit Li Tianlan.

This is Chen Binghe's sword.

It is the sword of all the remaining masters of the thundercrow of the Chen tribe.

It's the last Skyrim!

Li Tianlan's figure suddenly turned.

There is no thirteenth floor.

Li Tianlan is still Li Tianlan.

Tianjiao, or Tianjiao.

The cold Jianguang continued to flourish in front of him, and the sharp sword energy that ripped the sky spread and condensed as Li Tianlan's body rotated.

Suddenly, a violently sharp storm appeared on the broken painting floor.

The storm followed Li Tianlan's non-stop spinning and turning into a tornado full of everything.

The tornado tore the space, and all the nearby air was distorted to the naked eye.

Li Tianlan's figure is getting faster and faster, and the sword light is getting sharper and fiercer. As if the endless sword energy is constantly flying, the dazzling clear light is getting bigger and bigger with unimaginable strength, and finally it becomes a near Hundred meters of sword air swirl.

Perfect, flawless.

Wanshijian fell.

The storm brought by Qiushui twirled and hit the dense thunder that was like a sky.

"boom!"

In the huge roar, more than a dozen thriller masters plus Chen Binghe broke out like fierce turbulence.

The spinning storm ripped through the thunderstorm like the sky without any stasis.

Jian Guang's constant rotation, looking extremely calm, but extremely crazy.

Pieces of thunder and lightning continued to shatter and fly, exploding in every corner of Hualou Mountain, the light arc spreading and scattered everywhere.

Only the clear light is constantly spinning in the blue sky, splitting the endless thunder, chopping everything, going forward!

No force can interrupt that stormy sword.

This is not the 13th floor.

This is Li Tianlan's own kendo.

Cracking style!

The sword air that tore the sky and the world kept spinning with the most amazing light.

Qiushui tore away the thunderous light like the sky.

Several thundermasters who had rushed to the side of Chen Binghe were torn instantly.

Jian Guang did not stop, Qiu Shui Jian's shining arc of light hit the sword edge of Wan Shijian instantly.

Simply, decisively and sharply.

No stalemate or suspense.

Representing the centuries of glory and conviction of the Chen tribe, the black sword body flew into the Tongtiantai with an electric arc, exploding a ruin, and the autumn water shining brightly moved forward without a pause , Cut off his body in the scream of Chen Binghe's horror.

The blockbuster Thunder spread and disappeared in constant turmoil.

Only the storm that had been going forward became more severe.

The glistening green light rolled over the ruins of Hualou Mountain with a strong wind, rushed into the jungle, and countless trees were broken and shattered one by one.

The arc between the mountains flashed for a moment and disappeared completely.

Only the storm of clear light continually swirling, carrying death, with irresistible majesty.

Nakasu North Sea.

The night of September 3.

Li Tianlan, the owner of the East Palace, entered Tongtian Port and ascended to Hualou Mountain.

The Chen tribe fights through the forces of the whole family.

The thirteenth floor broke, and a sword opened the mountain.

That night, Chen Binghe, a Chen swordholder, fell.

Six Hakka guests of the Chen family fell.

Twenty-three masters of the Chen family fell.

Nearly a thousand elite members of the Chen family were slaughtered.

The legendary sword passed down by the Chen family forever was cut off by Qiushui.

The whole painting tower, no one live!

In the deep night, including the Chen Binghe, the corpses of all the Chen masters in the minefield were hung up, and the thick **** smell attracted countless vultures flying over.

Li Tianlan watched the vultures eating their bodies, and watched for a long time in silence.

Countless corpses have gradually become skeletons without flesh.

Li Tianlan pointed at the fire.

The fire spread from the hill of the painting floor, the devourer's body, the devourer passed through the ruins of the rooftop, devouring everything.

Li Tianlan was silent for a long time.

He felt loneliness for the first time in the intense fire.

The fire was spreading.

Li Tianlan turned slowly.

Nearly two hundred of them belonged to Li's and belonged to the purgatory of Tiandu. He was all enthusiastic in his eyes.

Someone knelt down first.

Everyone knelt down, densely and neatly.

"Have seen the young master!"

It doesn't matter what they are.

Either Heaven is Purgatory.

Yeah, Lee.

From now on they all belong to the Eastern Palace.

Li Tianlan raised his hand.

A bright light flew out of his hands and landed in a rooftop surrounded by fire and ruins.

The light continued to twist and stretch, and eventually turned into a sharp and cricket long sword.

Thirteenth floor-Shenbing.

Li Tianlan looked at the crowd kneeling in front of himself and calmly said, "Get up, we go to Dibingshan."

He should go down first.

Nearly two hundred elites in Tiandu Purgatory followed him, and were immense.

Huang Fu Qiushui, who was struggling to stand up from the mountain road, followed the crowd, looking at Li Tianlan in front of him, his eyes a little blank.

At this moment, she suddenly didn't know what she was doing.

Qiushuijian is still in the hands of Li Tianlan.

And at this moment, everything in her sight seemed to be witnessing history.

Witness the advent of a truly new era.

Late at night, September 3.

Fire light Mi comic Loushan.

Among the blood and bones, Hualoushan Tongtiantai was put torch.

Only the famous swordsman soldiers belonging to the Eastern Emperor remained there, cutting off everything that passed through the roof.