Chapter 2637 (1/2)

Chi!

The air can't bear the strong sword power of the Begonia, and it is torn into cracks. The black clouds in the sky are like cotton wool, which are stirred to pieces.

Hum!

The sword is surging. The Begonia of the moon stomps on the void. The sword is surrounded by both hands. On the edge of the sword, the golden light bursts out. The sky is like a golden sun rising. The whole heaven and earth are dyed with gold.

”Big sun sword Gang!”

In his eyes, a flash of sharp light, and a sword of moon and Begonia.

Boom!

The sky is cracked!

The sky is full of golden light, which condenses into a hundred meter golden giant sword in the void. The giant sword comes down from the sky. It has a terrible momentum, like a meteorite falling. It is killed to Luofeng town quickly and incomparably. The sound is like thunder, as if the golden giant sword is no longer an unreal thing, but a real peerless divine soldier. Nothing in the world can stop its edge.

”Thunderbolt!”

Looking at the roaring golden sword, Luo Feng's spirit and spirit are extremely condensed. There is blue light on the pupil surface, which is the color of thunder. He cuts out the golden sword.

Boom!

The wind and thunder vibrated, a thundering mood containing the atmosphere of destruction, spread, and saw only a dazzling light, penetrating at an unimaginable speed.

Thunder can't live or die without space. Since Luo Feng understood the artistic conception of space, the artistic conception of thunder has gone up with the tide. Now, he can use the thunderbolt to cut the sky, which is more handy and free.

Boom!

With a loud sound, the golden sword and thunder knife were in a confrontation. Both of them were broken and came to nothing. The impact of the explosion was like a mountain collapse and a tsunami. The land area of several miles was completely blown down, and Lin Hongyi could not help but retreat to a mile away.

Three feet into the side of yuehaitang, it was immediately torn to pieces by a strong sword. Looking at Luofeng, yuehaitang and Daimei wrinkled slightly.

Just now, in the face of Qian Yun, a higher cultivation level, she has spare efforts and is in control of everything;

but now, she is only facing a knife maker with seven levels of distracted state. She has a feeling of insufficient spare efforts in her heart.

In the sword tomb, even those who are more powerful than her can hardly resist her sword with their boundless sword power. However, the other side has blocked her. It seems that he has not exerted all his strength.

In addition, just now the opponent broke the move. It was the moment when the big sun sword Gang turned from full strength to full strength. If it's not a coincidence

At this moment, Yue Haitang finally knows that he is facing a more difficult opponent than Qian Yun, the ten golden swords of tianjianzong. He must go all out!

Zheng!

The sword in the hand is softly chanting, and the Begonia starts to run the one yuan limitless sword path. Suddenly, the sword sea roars, and the whole sky is full of wind and clouds, and the sword Qi is crisscrossing.

When Yue Haitang is ready to use the kill move of one yuan limitless sword path, the space in the sky will automatically split, as if a mirror was torn from inside.

A figure came out of the split space. It was an old man with white hair, a big figure and a simple sword on his waist.

The old man appeared, and with a simple wave of his hand, the roaring sea of swords calmed down. It seemed that all swords in the world listened to his orders!

”Sword emissary, stop!”

The old man looked at the Begonia, his eyes were kind, and there was a sense of inexplicable emotion in the depth.

”Grandpa jianhuang.”

When Yue Haitang saw the old man, he immediately restrained his sword and saluted.