Chapter 700 (2/2)

It is not only the unknown swordsman, but also the Xuan family boy behind him, and the third master Shen who has not yet done so.

That's enough.

At all costs!

He did not hesitate, a finger press, big heaven and earth night continue to hand.

Yuanshan can hardly stand up.

His face was bleeding, and his mind was almost indistinct.

The consumption of the python turns into a dragon, and it resists all kinds of damage of the great heaven and earth night. In addition, these gold shirt killers who fight to death are also included.

This is beyond his limit.

If it wasn't for the last moment, the BoA's head would be full of horns and finally turned into a dragon. He would have been in danger.

”It's also I have reported the kindness of the old man... ”

Yuan Shan smiles bitterly and waves his sword.

Hiss!

Hiss!

The light of the sword is bright and the spirit of the sword is vertical and horizontal.

This fierce battle became silent and strange.”It's all about who can't bear it first.”

Shen Zhenyi is thoughtful.

Chu Huoluo could not help but feel moved: ”this boy likes to brag, but his skill is not bad Master, no matter how many people there are in the golden shirt Association, he is alone. Can he hold on? ”

She can understand why Shen Zhenyi didn't do it just now. She really meant to cultivate this boy.

The sword technique of Yuanshan has been completely transformed and much stronger than its original power.

In time, you will become a great master.

But If the master doesn't, does he still have a chance to live?

”You see.”

Shen Zhenyi is not in a hurry, but points forward.

Chu Huoluo raised her eyes and looked at it carefully. She was stunned.

It's a blood line.

It is even with Yuanshan's body and extends to both sides until the end of the road.

So far, no body, no stump, no drop of blood has crossed this line.

Whether from the ground or from the air.

As if - this is the wall of extinction!

In addition to turning the sword light into a front-end fighting dragon, there are two of the largest. Guard in front of this barrier, open their teeth and claws, check and make up for deficiencies!

”So he's OK, he's got a lot to spare?”

Chu Huoluo is surprised.

It's really belittled Yuan Shan. It seems that his illness has returned to illness, but his kung fu is not weak at all.

”Every man has his fate.”

Shen Zhenyi sighed, ”I don't know that Xuan Tianwei, but since he has known Mr. Yuan Da, he has been working step by step for hundreds of years. In order to keep his own blood, he is naturally clear.”

”I'm afraid this sick Sword Fairy is his last move.”

”He will not only send his own blood back to his hometown, but also let those who are unfavorable to the Xuan family pay a considerable price.”

Before that, Yuanshan would not be defeated and would not die.

Shen Zhenyi sighs softly.

If you calculate too hard, you will not be rewarded.

”Hum...”

As if with his sigh, Yuan Shan snorted and knelt on one knee.

He took a sword in his leg.

At the same time, in the prison of Xuantian City, an old man with white hair and beard seems to have a sense and looks up at the window.

Within a square inch, there are also stars in the sky.

Between his eyes and brows, there seemed to be sadness, and there was also intolerance. Even in the gaunt wrinkles, tears could be seen.

But more often, it's anger and anger.