"Danger!"

But in the blink of an eye, Qin Daijun reacted, and held the Moshuang long sword in his hand, as if he wanted to resist it strongly.

pity!

Facing the domineering sword shadow, Qin Daijun felt helpless. The Moshuang long sword had a difficult trend. He sacrificed the whole body of aura. Qin Daijun reluctantly lifted the long sword and blocked it.

Boom!

In the moment of blocking, the shadow of the knife fell, and the domineering smoke and dust appeared again on the scene, and waves of solid waves spread out in an instant.

Puff!

Facing this domineering pressure, Qin Daijun vomited a large mouthful of blood and his body flew backwards in an instant. At this time, the beauty's face was even more pale.

"Daijun!"

Qin Buheng exclaimed, looked at the person with his hands in the air ahead, and his eyelids trembled violently: "It's you!"

"Jiang Xiang!"

Lord of the Holy Sword!

Xu Yichan was even more surprised: "Jiang Xiang, what are you doing? Do you want to go to a full-scale war with my Tianshen Temple?"

Jiang Xiang's expression remained unchanged, and he whispered: "Xu Yichan, I am the Lord of the Holy Sword, and I am carrying a deep hatred of the blood sea with the Heavenly Temple. I cannot watch your Heavenly Temple continue to grow."

"Today's Lord of the Sky Beast!"

"die!"

A whisper.

The holy knife is inserted into the ground!

Above the blade, the light was shining, as if the king was summoned. Jiang Xiang's actions completely shocked everyone at the scene, and Mo Chao frowned: "Jiang Xiang, you old guy, do you really want to go against the Heavenly Temple?"

"Shut up!"

Jiang Xiang disdained: "Mo Chao, you are no longer worthy of talking to this emperor now. As the leader of the Feixing Sect and the descendant of the Purple Sword, it's a pity that you have conspired with the tiger and forgot the hatred of your ancestors."

"You are not even as good as a dog!"

Jiang Xiangyu.

Mo Chao smiled: "Jiang Xiang, the power of the Heavenly Temple is unimaginable. Do you still want to rely on your own strength to resist the Iron Cavalry of the Heavenly Temple?"

"Those who know the times are heroes!"

"I have made the wisest choice, that's all!"

Mo Chaoyu.

It became gloomy: "As long as we get two divine objects, Qingxuan sword and white jade flute today, then the five semi-divine orders of King Anding were only one guqin jade, as long as the guqin jade came out."

"I, Mo Chao, can gain the upper hand in the struggle for the inheritance of the God of An Ding."

"Mo Chao will become the next King of Anding."

Mo Chao finished speaking, his eyes were full of madness, Jiang Xiang shook his head: "A garbage like you want to be the throne of King Anding?"

"Today, I will not allow you to wait, and I will hurt the beast master at all!"

Jiang Xiang's words fell.

Yichan killing crazy: "What a Holy Sword Master!"

"Today's Japanese Emperor wants to see how capable you can have?"

Grill for a moment.

Xu Yichan waved his hand and the sword was in his hand for an instant. With the sword taking action, the domineering cold light appeared again on the scene.

A moment!

Overlap!

Jiang Xiang looked at the dazzling sword shadow that was slashing, and there was a hint of concentration in his eyes. Xu Yichan was one of the nine evil spirits in the Emperor Hall of the Heavenly God Temple, and his methods were vicious, which were beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Focus on your mind for a moment.

The holy sword held the horizontal sword, his arm shook, and Jiang Xiang rushed out in an instant, and the shadow of the sword instantly looked like a rainbow, approaching Xu Yichan in front of him.

The strong fought for the last moment, and they had already fought dozens of moves. The two were evenly divided, and there was no victory or defeat. On the other hand, Feng Kun also clenched his fists, and the embarrassment became even stronger.

Who can help? Only by maximizing the benefits?

Mr. Guan's heart was even more uplifted to his throat, staring at Ling Tian in front of him, looking forward to it: "Young Master, you must succeed."

"ah!"

Suddenly, a howl sounded, and Mr. Guan turned around and saw Guan Yu'e flying backwards like a broken-winged bird. At this time, a figure stood in front of Guan Yu'e.

"Mo Yuan!"

Mr. Guan exclaimed, trembling. At this time, the sword in Mo Yuan's hand was stained with red blood. Mr. Guan growled: "Despicable!"

A roar.

Mr. Guan took Guan Yu'e and was worried even more. At this time, there was a terrifying wound on Guan Yu'e's chest, and blood flowed...
Chapter completed!