“Not good!”

The sword waved, Lin Xuan suddenly changed color!

He felt that the seven-kill Shaofeng sword at this moment had changed dramatically compared with the past.

The sword hilt came with an endless suction, madly devouring the force inside him, and in just one thousandth of a moment, his whole body strength had disappeared.

Even the power of chaos in his Yuanyuan House was irrepressiblely sucked away by the long sword.

After he waved the sword, he jerked at his feet, almost unable to hang, and almost fell.

At the same time,

Just listen to a snob, a kilometer-long seven-colored sword, burst out from the tip of the long sword, exuding the power of the broken mountain and the sea, cut off the attack from Zhu Jianqing below, the whole sky is cut in half.

Zhu Jianqing was thorny, but suddenly saw a swordman falling from his pocket, he was contemptuous, unabated, the power of the long sword in his hand increased by three points, shook the stars, wanted to defeat the sword, and killed Lin Xuan in one fell.

In his view, to talk about the masonry of the sword, Lin Xuan was one hundred thousand miles worse than his three hundred-year-old sword.

Lin Xuan played a sword in front of him, which was simply a gangster axe, seeking his own death.

Even the finches and Xue Qianshan in the central hall below could not help showing a glimmer of expectation.

However, at the next moment, Zhu Jianqing suddenly narrowed his pupil, and the deep inside his eyes showed a thick color of fear.

“It can’t be... no—”

A loud cry from his mouth.

Subsequently, Zhu Jianqing, the mid-term strong man of the divine realm, was actually split in half by the two-colored sword mangoes in an instant, and then gradually melted and decomposed, turned into a trace of filament powder, and died with the wind.

The starlight also dissipated, and Zhu Jianqing, the elder of the sword, fell.

"What's the matter?"What just happened?”Xue Qianshan shouted.

The finches also exclaimed in disbelief, “How is this possible!Zhu Jianqing's star sword road has been completed, even the strong after the divine realm, is not necessarily his opponent, but why can't he resist Lin Xuan's sword?

His surprise was not over, and suddenly he felt the hall shake and countless dust falling.

Then, just listen to a loud noise, the whole black iron platform, actually disconnected from it, suddenly collapsed.

The finches and Xue Qianshan could not help but be stunned and look at the break above.

Lin Xuan waved out the sword, not only killed Zhu Jianqing, but also broke the basalt platform that supported the sword prison for thousands of years, and completely destroyed the law formation of the sword prison.

When did the Seven-Horse Sword have such power?Or is it that Lin Xuan’s sword-lane practice has surpassed those of their hundreds of years of cultivation?

Xue Qianshan was shocked for a moment, turned to anger and raged in the sky, killing the air: "Damn!Lin Xuan not only took away the seven murders and holy dens, but also killed Zhu Jianqing and destroyed the sword prison!This son is not excepted, I will wait for the faceless in front of the ancestors!The old man fought with the thief!”

He roared, immediately withdrew from the sword, and rushed out of the ruins and worked hard with Lin Xuan.

But this was, a large hand suddenly pressed his shoulder, and the finnel son said in a deep voice: "Old Xue, don't impulsive!"Before we do not understand the strength of Lin Xuan, we must not act lightly to avoid unnecessary losses!”

Xue Qianshan heard the words, suddenly back to God, even Zhu Jianqing was cut off by Lin Xuan, his strength is not as good as Zhu Jianqing, so rushed out, indeed, it is no different from sending death.

He said, “Is it so much that Lin Xuan is so disoriented?”

The finnel son looked at Lin Xuan outside and said quietly: "Of course, it will not be easy to let him go, otherwise we will have any face in the future."

However, to deal with Lin Xuan, we also need to take into account the human path behind him, and it is too risky to take our sword-shack family alone.

So, this seat has pulled up the demon lake, the dark temple and the underworld, and we have done this together!

Now we just need to trap Lin Xuan in the sword prison, wait for the four of us to arrange it, and then come back to make him, and then the loss of our swords-and-storage will be recovered in him!”

Xue Qianshan's eyes gleamed and nodded, "Or the head of the thought is thorough, then let Lin Xuan more hooves for a while!"

Outside the sky, Lin Xuan waved a sword, easily killed a strong middle-level man in the realm of God, and also destroyed the basalt platform below, which made him somewhat confused.

“Is this... or seven swords?”

“No!This should be a combination of the sword and the seven-killed wind sword.”

“What kind of grade is that?”

Lin Xuan’s eyes flickered, looking at the dark gold sword in his hand, and losing his god for a long time.

It was only after a moment that he suddenly returned to God, just now the sword has drained all the energy in his body, and now he is afraid that even a godly warrior can not beat, here is not a good thing, he needs to deal with the enemy that may appear at any time!

He put the long sword back into the sheath, inserted it into his waist, and then quickly flew into the sky, flew out of a distance, he fell into the ground and disappeared.

I don't know why, at this moment, the underground of the sword prison has also changed from the past.

The earthly power of the earth has been restored.

Lin Xuan was silent in the depths of the earth, spreading the earth swallowing, and the power of the crazy swallowing thick soil made his strength quickly recover.

In the collapsed occult iron platform, the finches and Xue Qianshan cold eyes watched Lin Xuan leave until Lin Xuan disappeared, and they withdrew their eyes.

“Let’s go back!Before our four gaters really shoot, this seat will completely close the sword prison, so as not to escape the thief Lin Xuan!”

“Master, what about the prisoners in the sword prison?”Some people should not die.”

“All is the great deal of the gate, and they cannot be taken care of for a while.”

“Yes.”

Before leaving, the finnel son once again tried to control the scroakling, but once again failed, he sighed helplessly and had to give up.

Next, he took Xue Qianshan from the space passageway and left the sword prison, and then cast the spell completely closed the sword prison.

...

Three days passed.

On the outskirts of the desert stone hill, more and more people have gathered more and more ethnic warriors, and the number is as many as tens of millions.

They come from all over the world, cultivate to have a high and low, under the organization of the sword-storage, these days have launched several times to harass the dragons offensive, although the losses are heavy, but also effectively contain the dragon clan, so that the dragons can not concentrate on attacking the sword mound.

With the passage of time, more and more fighters gathered around them, and more and more high-ranking fighters, many of them are the backbone of some gated factions.

However, the real masters of the super-greats of the squirre, the under-prison, the Dark Temple, and the Dmelling Lake are rare.