Sword Moving Mountains and Rivers

A group of blood mists drifted, and the flesh and blood on the arms of Yan Anjun were all shaken into powder, leaving only the white bones of Sen.

The palm of the hand penetrated into the body of Yan Anjun, and it blew out a lot of holes and countless blood holes. All of them are under the body of Jun Anjun.

The whole person of Yan Anjun is also like a clay figurine without bones. The whole person is soft on the ground. Zhuang Wudao is just this one. It has completely costed the True Origin of the 20-year-old Qi Anjun. The Spirit Root is broken and the meridians are completely discarded.

Beyond the ten feet, the one that covers the thousand cities is round and squinting, looking incredibly at this scene, and then the eyes are slightly dull, looking at Zhuang Wudao.

“You abolished him? You actually scrapped him o disabled side, how dare you -“

“Inadvertently when you start, it is inevitable to lose your hand and accidentally. Isn’t this just what you want?”

When I said this, Zhuang Wudao had left the place, next to the corner of the lips. At the moment, it was all sneer. Do you think it was a same side, and he would not be able to stay in Zhuang Wudao?

What is the intention of Wei Feng to introduce these people, and he can not know? Thought that a same side Golden Core disciple identity, can make him Zhuang Wudao, dare not start?

In the hands of the Volde Dingshan Gui waving, issued a thick magnetic force circle. One lead, one will lead the Spirit Tool, which is dozens of pieces around the body, to the side.

Then Zhuang Wudao, the whole person, rushed to the ground and went to the air, the lady who called ‘Ling Ruo,’ and went away.

This woman has several consecutive methods, not only trapped his five Thunderbolt. He also created a large piece of water mist, which contained magical powers, which made him almost insane and almost stunned into a illusion. It was extremely annoying.

This woman is standing still in the void, obviously obviously preparing for a large-scale technique, that is, Zhuang Wudao does not dare to ignore it.

The idle speed is still very fast, Zhuang Wudao has just rushed to the height of fifty feet in a blink of an eye. The woman was seeing the situation and suddenly she was eclipsed. However, she did not panic. She spit out a kind of slogan, and her body instantly turned into a piece of liquid water, which dripped. At the same time, there is a large piece of black liquor, which is sprinkled out.

Zhuang Wudao’s eyes are slightly stunned, and the meaning of coldness and sorrow is more intense. From the beginning to the end, the spiritual orientation of the female repair is locked.

Those black liquids are highly toxic, and even the magnetic elements in his body are difficult to resist, but Zhuang Wudao does not need hard resistance, and a flash has already circled the rear.

At the same time, a three-pointed Xuanyang sword, also under his thoughts, hovered back to his hands.

“False Profound Technique, sword-style”

This sword-style, Zhuang Wudao has been repaired to a purely sophisticated environment, long time no need to stick to the rules, flexible changes, random strain, no longer limited to when the sword is pulled out.

And as the sword shadow flashes, a rainbow of light emerges between Heaven and Earth. That ‘Ling Ruo, the figure once again appeared after a water curtain. Locked by Zhuang Wudao’s Sword Intent, the pretty face has no trace of blood.

Innumerable streamers spit out from her sleeves and covered them in front of them. There are dozens of hundreds of magical symbols, one by one, one after another, forming a variety of different methods in front of her. Just ask for the Zhuang Wudao in front of you, blocking even a moment.

“Ling Ruo”

Feng Yu below, once again roared. But this time it was no more a surprise, but a panic.

“The shopkeeper does not need to worry”

Not far from his side, there is another Foundation Establishment cultivator, which also rises. Stepping on a flying sword, a breathing room, has swept more than forty feet.

“False Matchless, Seven Stars Breaking the Army”

The seven silver-colored cones slammed from bottom to top. With the momentum of the millennium, it was straight, and two of them were the heads of Zhuang Wudao. After colliding with the magnetic helium outside his body, he violently turned and flashed a myriad of sparks.

Zhuang Wudao did not even pay attention to it, and the sword in his hand was still going straight ahead, and he was very sharp. Outside the body, a layer of purple awns floated.

“Du Tian Yu Dao, Shen Lei Tian Hao”

Together with the idea, there is a vast purple thunder, which suddenly falls from the void. For half a year in a row, the gods and gods of the gods, and the Forging Body, were dispelling those magical spirits, and also made him understand the thunderous fire, and reached a peak.

Limited to the cultivation base, Zhuang Wudao’s “Shangyu Yingyuandong Zhenrui Zhenzhen” can no longer enter, but the control of the gods of the gods has become superb. Even without the need to make a decisive guide, a mind can make a lot of gods.

When the thunder was blown up, the seven silver cones that had broken through the air were slightly stagnate. Zhuang Wudao’s sword shadow, however, has broken through the overlapping obstacles in this moment, and the pink ribbons are all split.

The savage sword shadow flashed away and swept away. On the opposite side of the woman’s face, it started from the top of the forehead, split from top to bottom, a neat blood line, and shot at the same time.

The whole body has been neatly smashed into two halves and planted on the ground.

Then Zhuang Wudao took a hand and went straight to the seven silver lights that were still spiraling.

Eight times three hundred and twenty like the power, directly one of the silver cones, slammed into a cake. The remaining one is under the strong force of Zhuang Wudao, and all of them are forced to fly.

At this time, Zhuang Wudao’s gaze has fallen to the ground of the Foundation Establishment cultivator.

The latter’s face changed greatly, his body shape plummeted, and he did not dare to stagnate in the air. Like a butterfly-winged blade, it rushed out from behind his back, blocking the space of the upper five or sixty feet, trying to cut off Zhuang Wudao’s trailing pursuit.

At this time, that Feng Yu, has rushed to the front of a thunderbolt, a fist. The power of that scorpion was only a blow, and the chest of the Thunderbolt and the Core Forbidden Law buried in it were all smashed.

Five Thunderfires were forcibly annihilated by him, and this shrouded the magnetic field in the area of ​​the tens of thousands of places.

Feng Yu also raised his head and shouted: “Zhuang Wudao, you are a generation of people, dare to fight on my face.

With endless killing intent, anger, hatred, and meticulous remorse, the sound is long.

Zhuang Wudao’s face is unchanged, and the body is underneath, but a layer of looming blood is floating.

“A positive one? If you want”

The whole body slammed down and slammed out. It was a Divine Abilty ‘big broken cloud. And the mystery ‘blood changes,” makes his power increase dramatically.

This is not a summoning of the full version of the bloody, bloody soul, but Zhuang Wudao improved according to his own body condition. Reduced content by at least 70%, fully adapted to the version of your body. Far less than the real ‘blood change,.

However, it also increased the strength of his foundation from the forty to sixty.

And ‘the big broken cloud, the highest at this time, but it is fifteen times the force.”

“Thousands of blades are hard to hurt, and the law is not added. Heaven and Earth robbery, I am rampant.”

The millions of blades in midair are hard to hurt his Hegemon Body. Wear the air and sink into the mountains.

Feng Yu’s pupils shrink and shrink, and then the fat bones of the mixed body are violently contracted, turning into firm muscles. The whole person turned out to be a six-inch child, stepping on the ground and rushing to the top. The prosperity of the momentum is also not under Zhuang Wudao.

“Vajra Prajna, boy worships Buddha”

“boom”

The entire forest collection, it seems like an earthquake at this time. The large houses around, the collapse of the pieces, even if there is a blessing of the spirits, it will not help.

The distractions of those watching wars are closer, regardless of the height of the cultivation base, and they are all bleeding in the ear. The smoke is flying, the wind is rising, some cultivation base is lower, and it is directly impacted by this unparalleled suffocating wall, and it flies out of the hundred feet.

At this time, in the center of the impact, a hole of one hundred and thirty feet was also appeared. The whole person of Feng Yu also fell into the ground, both feet and chest, all buried in the soil.

The face turned red, and it was covered in True Origin Qi and blood. It was impossible to open Zhuang Wudao on the top of the head several times. Instead, the skin is cracked.

The entire street suddenly fell into a dead silence. Everyone’s line of sight was sucked by the young figure in the center who would force the body, hard and forcibly pressed into the soil, and could not move away for a while.

Nafeng is the treasurer of Haitaoge Linhai’s semicolon. In the vicinity of this forest, it is also the top name.

Strong strength is more well known. Many people know that even some Foundation Establishments, the Late Stage cultivator, may not be able to win this person.

However, it was such a character who was defeated by Zhuang Wudao and forced into the ground.

At this time, most of the cultivators, including the only dozen Foundation Establishments, were threatened and further retreated. Some people who are familiar with it are even eyes-shaking, and they are all shocking and doubtful.

“This person, who is it? Good and powerful?”

“I listen to that Feng Yu, call him Zhuang Wudao?”

“So young, it seems that there is no use of the art of staying in the face, the age is definitely not more than twenty”

“Zhuang Wudao ?Leaving Dust Palace ,Zhuang Wudao ? I remember it is the secret esoteric discipline of the festival. After two years of entry, it is already the Qi Condensation Late Stage. This time, Eastern Wu is in chaos. It is said that this child is up-and-coming. Killing under the nameless mountain -“

“Can this legend be this child, not the Spirit Root of 5th Grade?”

“XpirXth Grade’s Spirit Root, which can be cultivated in less than a decade, can defeat Feng Yu? Just the palm of my hand, I think it is at least seven hundred.”

“Not only do I say that I will use the wisdom of the real people, and I will never enter a room at this time. This time, Xuan Lingshan is really a big fish.”

“I have heard of a ridiculous thing, and I don’t know if it is true or false. The previous great competition, this Zhuang Wudao should have been defeated under the Ming Cuifeng. The result is unknown, but it was rejected by Wu Capital Dao Hall. It is necessary to open the leather from Leaving Dust. Finally, it will be picked up by the real people of the festival, and will be classified as a compartment disciple.”