The swamp where the grass is.

“Fail!”

Zhao Ming and others roared, Qi Qi burst, the fierce force into the small demon sword, fierce.

“Oh, hey!”

The pythons were raging, but destined to be only vain, the fierce sword flashed, and finally the five pythons were beheaded as many as possible!

“All right!”

“This time, the grass is ready!”

"The little magic sword is really extraordinary, although the separation is only half-spirited soldiers, but still let my strength double, otherwise, these five big pythons we really can't help anything, don't think about it!" 」

People are relieved, excited, in the face of big pythons, although there are small swords, but their experience is too shallow, still not easy, all injured, the body of the meta force is greatly lost.

Of course, as long as you get the twilight, it's all worth it!

“The grass...” The excitement on the faces of the people is thicker, and they are going to be picked down.

At this point, the brunt!

“The grass!”

A cry came from a distance, followed by a tumultuous footsteps, fast approaching.

“It’s really choking!”

“This is not white!”

People came to see the congeal grass, and the same excitement and shouted, looking at the eyes of the grass, full of desire and greed.

“First, holy, earth?”

Zhao Ming and others looked at the people.

“Too high a mountain?”

It was only at this moment that the people of the holy places in the early Yuan found the disciples of Tai Hushan, or that they had already discovered it, but no one cared.

After all, they are disciples of the Holy Land, and there is no one who is accustomed to being outside, and no one dares to fight with them, and they can't imagine that they will encounter Tai Hushan disciples here.

"But ... there are not enough 20 people in the area, and they have just experienced a bitter battle, each with injuries, not enough to worry about!"

As soon as the disciples of the Holy Land of Yuan swept the scene, they quickly understood, especially when they saw the bodies of the five pythons, their eyes were shrank and their subconscious did not feel right, but under the temptation of contemplating grass, they were suddenly thrown out of their minds.

“Wang Donghu, what do you want?”Zhao Ming glanced away and recognized the leaders of these early Yuan disciples.

"Oh?"“Is that Brother Zhao?”The disciple named Wang Donghu looked slightly, “What do we want?”Of course we want to pick the grass!”

With that, he smiled coldly, and the other disciples laughed the same way.

They are many, coupled with each other's vicious battle, everyone is hurt, they are naturally not afraid, even if they stabbed to the gate, they will not only be punished, but will be rewarded for the glory of the holy land in the early Yang Yuan.

“Go away!”Zhao Ming drank furiously, "The condensing of the grass is found by us in the mountains, and we will also guard the demon beast to beheaded, so that you will dye the holy place in the early Yuan Dynasty!"

Wang Donghu "hey hey" smiled, the form of rampant: "Brother Zhao is naive!Heavenly treasures, there are virtues!Today, you are too vain to be deed, and this contemplation should be obtained in our early days, haha!”

“Wang Donghu, you are looking for death!”

When he heard that he was insulting the mountain, Zhao Mingden was furious, like a little lion roaring.

Other Tai Hushan disciples were equally indignant and glaring at the first-of-a-side disciples.

In the martial arts world, most martial arts people have a strong sense of belonging to the gate, especially the Holy Land of Tai Fung Mountain, and the cohesion is even more terrible, and now the other party even insults their patriarchs, how can these false disciples not be angry?

“I’m looking for death?”The king said with a cold smile, “Just because of you ten or so waste things?”Don't say that you are injured, even if you are not injured, we are far more than you, what can you help me?"

He smiled and did not look at the people of Zhao Ming.

“You!”Zhao Ming was anxious.

Wang Donghu's look was cold and cold: "Zhao Ming, the time-knower is Junjie, I advise you to give up, otherwise, the sword has no eyes, accidentally hurt you small things, let the world think that you are too empty under the mountain is waste, you say it is not good, you say?" 」

Hearing the words, Zhao Ming was furious: "Wang Donghu, the condensing of the grass is found by us in Tai Hushan, and the guardian demon beast is also solved by our brothers and sisters, so it is you who will let open it!"

“Oh, naively!”Wang Donghu shook his head and smiled, his eyes cold, "Under the sky, the fist is the truth!"If you are stubborn, do not blame our men for not being merciless, go up.”

With that, he waved his hand, and the disciples of the early Yuan holy land suddenly laughed and rushed up.

The strong fluctuation of the elemental force pervades, killing under the fictitious mountain.

As the power of the Holy Land, Wang Donghu and others even said that they would shoot!

Both sides are under the gate of the Holy Land forces, and the cultivation is also quite, and on the individual strength, it is half a pound.

However, at this moment, one side has experienced bitter fighting, one by one, each with injuries, the other side is a living force, and the number of people has an overwhelming advantage, with more and less, and the people of Taifu Mountain are suppressed in an instant.

At the beginning of the holy place, the disciples of the Holy Land were ignored, the offensive under their hands became more and more violent, and the strong force formed a small storm, which was raging, and the people of Taifu Mountain were suppressed by the left and right, and it was difficult to have the strength to fight back.

“Hahaha!”

Wang Donghu laughed wildly, his men's offensive non-stop, a big knife was heavy, the tiger was alive, containing a strong force, and his pocket covered his face to Zhao Ming, who was led by Tai Fang Mountain.

"You are too vain to be on this strength, too wave to false name, but also worthy of my original holy place name?" 」He laughed and spoke fuss.

Zhao Ming and others looked ugly, and they could not imagine that the other party was so pedalling on their noses, and they laughed furiously and said, “Hahaha!Wang Donghu, Wang Donghu, do you really think that we have been sure of us?"

“What?”Wang Donghu once.

At this time, Zhao Ming said with a cold drink: "Gentlemen and sisters, thousands of swords!"

Speaking of it, the little demon sword in his hand suddenly burst out of a strong light, the sword is changing, there is a kind of unpredictable, and the charm of a thousand machines is changing.

The same is true of the others in Taiwan Mountain, the sword suddenly changes, and eighteen people even exert thousands of swords at the same time, and the sword is vaguely condensed together, and the power is multiplied.

What is even more terrible is that with the application of the same sword method, the long sword in the hands of eighteen people seems to have produced spirituality, which leads to heaven and become one!

In an instant, the Taihushan people, who had been suppressed by the death of the holy land in the early Yuan, released the momentum of the sky, making Wang Donghu and others look terrible.

In each other, Wang Donghu and others actually felt a unique momentum of a mysterious and powerful person, that momentum, like a demon!

“How is it possible!”Wang Donghu exclaimed, his face "blasphemy" white.

Zhao Ming's face appeared with a proud color: "Wang Donghu, defeated under the spiritual soldiers, you are proud!"

The voice just fell, the people of the Tai Fung Mountain waved a sword, eighteen long swords like one, and the sharp sword gasification turned into a transparent sword that was promising, breaking the void!

“The Warrior!How is it possible!How can you have soldiers?”Wang Donghu's face changed dramatically, staring at the terrible sword, as if he had lost his soul.

“No!”

At the beginning of the holy places, the people roared wildly, and never again had their toes at the beginning, like the dogs of the lost family, they played the fastest speed, and quickly retreated, while constantly exerting various life-saving techniques, trying to save their lives under the sword like the sky.

Although they are also disciples of the Holy Land, they concluded that Zhao Ming and others did not dare to kill, but...

They dare not bet!

That's a soldier!

The power of the spiritual soldiers, but through the world, even if Zhao Ming and others do not want to kill them, but once they are hit without luck, they will never be spared!

Bam!Bam!Bam!Bam!

Like a dumpling, just a sword, all the disciples at the beginning of the Yuan were bombarded, heavy on the ground, blood sprayed, each like a ghost, scared to look at the Tai fictitious mountain people, the look of disgust.

This is the result of Zhao Ming and others' deliberate control!

Such a result, even Zhao Ming and others are slightly stunned, and then the heart is ecstatic: "It is indeed a spiritual soldier, Wang Donghu and others are already regarded as the most powerful level in the physical realm, but under the eighteen small magic sword, it is vulnerable!"I don't know who the brother is strong, and the shot is a spiritual soldier!"

However, on the surface, Zhao Ming was disdainful of Wang Donghu: "Wang Donghu, you said that I was too weak under the mountain gate, and it was not worthy of the name of the holy place in the early Yuan Dynasty, but now you are vulnerable, and your family's life is in my hands, what can you say?"