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Chapter 1023:Jian Wushang's Will to Die 1

“Fighting!”

These dozens of elders led by the supersedles led by the supersedles are extremely powerful, and the practice of fighting will be pure and green, whether it is momentum or strength, it is countless times stronger than the colorful army.

“Not good!”

The sword in front of the war saw this scene without injury, his face suddenly changed sharply, and hurriedly said to another elder of the Sword Gate around him: "Go to Fuze three immortals to help."

“Yes!”

The elder of the sword gate was also panicked, and hurried to inform the Fuze Xiandi, Yangdutian, and the three people who wanted Kun.

The sword stood without injury and held the sword, and its body was stained with blood, and his eyes swept from the seven-colored army and the demon elders, his face was unprecedented, and he asked, "Has the aid of the emperor palace and the Great Qian Temple arrived?"

“Not yet, not yet.”The elders of the gate of the sword trembled.In the face of this sound, the middle-grade fairy elder was also afraid.

The sword frowned slightly and ordered, "Send someone to urge them, and be sure to let them arrive within half an hour."

“Yes.”

The old man also hurried to take orders.

After the command, the sword looked at the blood of the sky without injury, and it was still a calm face, because this battle was not only about the survival of the great world of the sword, but also about the death of the meteorite sword gate and his own life.

Today, the sword is injure and does not want to become a lost dog like the three of Vuse Xian Emperor.

That’s why he is so hard!

Unfortunately, the demon people were also alone, and the colorful army and the elders were mobilized, and the defense formations that had been repaired for less than half suddenly collapsed, ah, countless people shouted.

“Hold on...”The strength of the Presbyterian group was unparalleled, and the powerful breath made Li Fengyang feel suffocated.

Such a powerful force, if the human race wants to block the call, I am afraid that it must also organize a group of the same elders, otherwise, even if the emperor wins and the immortal monk personally come, it will not help.

“Fight!Killed!Killed!”

The colorful army is divided into seven teams, a family of one team, each team of the army wearing the same armor, combined together, like an iron army, charge into battle, invincible.

It can be said that the strength of the seven-colored army at this moment is stronger than the six ethnic groups and the four major foreign ethnic groups.

The teachers, ghosts, and others were silent.

“The Rumble!”

Under the strong attack of the colorful army and the Presbyterian group, the vacancy of the tens of thousands of miles was finally expanded, tens of thousands of miles were derived from the east and west sides, and the entire Tianjian Dan water environment was presented under the iron hoof of the demon army.

“The sword is not hurt.”

Long Xuan, Fengjun, Xiong Kun, Jin Zhong eight people to the front, standing in the sky, looking at the blood of the sword without injury, shouting, to kill the sword without injury.

The morale of the demonic people increased greatly, and they shouted: "The sword is not hurt."

“The Lord?”

On the side of the gate of the meteorite sword, the elders and the protectors have changed their faces, and they have gathered around the sword without injury.

The masters and masters of other forces also saw that they had also changed their color, and they all said, “Has the sword fairy emperor, the aid sent by the Tian Emperor Palace and the Great Qian Temple has not yet arrived?”

At this time, the world of the sword came from the voice of Longxuan: "The sword is not hurt, are you wondering why the reinforcements sent by the emperor have not yet arrived?"Now I tell you, they have been stopped by the army of my four gods and beasts."

“What?”

As a result, the monks of the great world of the sword have changed color, and the masters and masters of the various forces have also turned their faces pale.

Standing in front of the long-awaited Longxuan sword without injury, the hate said: "Longxuan, you want to enter the world of the sword, destroy my sword gate, then be ready to pay a heavy price."

"Gentlemen, the reinforcements of the palace of heaven have been blocked by the demon army outside, and now it is up to us, but this sect will not give up, please follow me and expel the demonic people."The sword screamed without a word.

“Fight!Killed!Killed!”

The panicked clan monks all quieted down, waved the weapon of the god in their hands, and shouted at the demon army that had been killed: "Kill it!"

Li Fengyang saw this face, his heart is also lamented, although the sword is his enemy, but also admire this figure, at least, he is much stronger than the Fuze Xian emperor.

However, Li Fengyang also lamented that if there is a chance to kill the sword without injury, he will still not be merciless.

With a big hand, Li Fengyang shouted loudly, “Gentlemen, kill me!”

Behind him, there is a team of 100,000 people, there are two Chinese to the fairy, ten to the fairy, they all follow behind Li Fengyang, rushed to the world of the sword.

“Hush . . .The next moment, the whole area became a killing place, and tens of thousands of monks died in a breath.

However, no matter how many monks die, there is a constant stream of monks to fill up.

Because in this battlefield, the sword and the demonic army have invested billions of monks, and no one will take a step back, otherwise, it will be a stalemate.

Therefore, Longxuan and Fengjun and others decided to attack the world of the sword today.

The Presbyterians and the colorful army were very powerful forces, rushing into this tens of thousands of miles, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of monks died one after another.

Less than a tea time, Li Fengyang led 100,000 Xuanxian monks died a third.

Such a cruel war is also a heavy face for Li Fengyang.

However, everywhere around him was full of shouting and killing, and even if he knew that he was dead, he rushed up without fear, so was the demonic side, and so was the human race.

It can be said that the monks of the world of the sword are under the call of the sword without injury, the true unity, 20 billion monks, everyone is fighting, even if it is standing for the demon clan to kill, I am afraid it is also a huge project.

Moreover, they were all in fearless resistance, and Long Xuan and others stood under the blood-stained sky, and looked at this scene, and their faces were also gloomy; because they had never imagined that the sword had such a great determination to lead the monks of the whole world of the sword to resist the invasion.

Long Xuan even thought in his heart that even if he really won the world of the sword, I am afraid that his side will also lose billions of monks.

Together with this idea, Long Xuan's heart jumps, it is better to give up on it.

But soon Long Xuan shook his head, and now there is no way out, not to mention that even if he wants to order the army, I am afraid that others will not allow it, because to kill now, the monks of both families have killed red eyes.

Looking at the merciless bombardment of the sword of the demonic monk, Long Xuan looked wholeheartedly and said, "Let's also shoot."

Feng Yu, Jin Zhong, Xiong Kun and others heard a word, but continued to listen to Long Xuan said: "Such a loss has exceeded our imagination, if we continue like this, the loss will be greater, so we must end the battle as soon as possible."

At this point, Long Xuan's eyes fell on the sword in the distant blood of the demonic monks, and said quietly, "And the way to quickly end this war is to kill the sword without wound."

After saying this, Long Xuan, a roll of dragon robes, turned into a golden rainbow, and rushed over to the sword without injury.

“Go away.”

The head of the demon family saw this situation, looked at each other, nodded in agreement, and followed Long Xuan up.

The thieves captured the king first, so they had to kill the sword first.

As long as the sword is not injured and dies, it is easy to conquer the world of the sword.

“Lang Xuan, you are finally here.”The sword is not hurt so powerful, how can you not feel the arrival of Longxuan, like a sword-like eyes with Long Xuan look together, the sword in the hand then waved, "Come!'"

"The sword is unhurt, and this seat admires you, for you are more tactful than some of them, and if you are willing to surrender, you have nothing to do with the gate of the sword."Long Xuan came step by step, and was fierce, but before he could do it, he still wanted to persuade the sword to surrender without injury.

“Fighting!”

However, the sword did not speak without injury, and he gave Long Xuan the best answer with the sword in his hand.

“The sword is gone!”

The sword is not injured is the first person in today's fairy world sword road, become famous for many years, a sword is divine, the strength can be ranked in the first 20 of the 72 Immortals, any sword technique, there is a great power.

Strong as Longxuan, although ranked in the top ten, but in the face of the sword without injury and dare not have any contempt, look, action are very serious, as if the sword is injury-free as an equal opponent.

It can be said that he gave the sword no injury enough respect.

In the midst of the sky sword, Long Xuan shot, body like a dragon, two fists swing like a dragon, a five-claw golden dragon rushed out, tore a mouth of sword, the body of the property law of the power of the surging.

In the sword without injury, some are just pure sword power, the essence of the sword is like a chain of attribute laws, guarding him in the center and fighting with Long Xuan.

“Ten killed!”

The sword is unhurried, carrying the sword spirit of the whole body, wielding the sword in the hand, the body is two, two, four, and finally there are as many as ten, occupying ten sides, as if the art of fighting together.

Such a powerful sword art makes Long Xuan look heavy, the mouth is long, the dragon is full, never stop, the hands are holding, such as picking stars, the mouth of the sharp drink: "big dragon art!"

“Ayn—”The sound of the dragon was high in the clouds, and the huge dragon flew out of the dragon, tens of thousands of miles long, huge and unfriendless, dragon Weihuang, and fiercely crashed into the ten swords without injury.

“Hush.”The sound of explosions incessantly sounded, the chain of endless light characters and the laws of attributes collapsed, and the dragon and sword broke out without injury.

The snow like goose feathers fell from the sky, and it had not yet landed, and it melted up thousands of feet above the heads of Longxuan and the sword without injury.

Long Xuan is very different, behind the appearance of nine five claw golden dragon shadow, the majesty, looking at the sword without injury, said: "The sword is not hurt, you really do not want to surrender?"

“Less nonsense, come on.”The sword does not hurt the whole person like a sword, the sword is shining brightly, really like the sword god coming down, it is magnificent and convincing.

But just as he was about to strike Longxuan, the elder who went to ask the three of the Fuzexian Emperor to come back, and he carried scars, saw that the sword facing Long Xuan was not hurt, and he hurriedly shouted, "Lord..."

"Don't say more, kill me."

However, before he had finished speaking, he was interrupted by a word of the sword without wounding, because the sword saw the old man back, he already knew that the three of Vnce Xian Emperor were afraid to throw the whole world of the sword and fled.

The elder was old and frowned upon his face, but looking at the sword without wounding the dead appearance, it was the old tears that flowed across, and his teeth were gritted and said, "Yes."

"The sword is uninjured, the aid of the emperor's palace is blocked by my demon clan, and the three people of Fuze Xian Emperor have now fled, do you still want to fight to the death of my demon army?"At this time, the phoenix came, and the voice of the power of the law of attributes spread to the four sides.

“The mouth.”The sword has no wound to face, and it is unsightly and fiercely drunk.

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