Chapter 633 (1/2)

With one enemy, the swordsman wants to step into a new world. He can only break through the pressure and even the crisis of life and death. The immortal realm is not his end, the earth fairy is just his start, not his arrogance, but because of the unused sword of the son of heaven in his body.

”Ji Xiaoyou?”

Taoist Xuan frowned slightly and stood aside, looking at the proud swordsman with some amazement. A dozen six is not a talk. If you are careless, you may die and return to heaven and earth.

Ji Chen narrowed his eyes and waved: ”ha, you help me. I'm not afraid of the holy prison family.”

Never knowing where the other party came from, the six princes of the holy prison family narrowed their eyes. He wanted to die himself, but his face showed anger. He and others were underestimated.

Xuanyi's eyes were cold, and the long gun in his hand swung slightly with a bang, which aroused endless anger: ”good courage, I appreciate you.”

Ji Chen chuckled and stroked the Lingxiao sword in his hand. Then he took a sword flower, and the washed sword sound was a yearning cry: ”come on, let me see what the princes of the holy prison can do.”

As soon as I said this, the sword power came out of my body and filled the world with sword Qi. The sword shadow rushed into the sky and cut off without leaving a trace. At the moment, only progress can do it.

”Buzz”

The shivering void, the violent vigorous wind, the endless thunder roaring, and the changing look of the swordsman, the long sword in his hand cuts through the cold.

Xuanmie's eyes narrowed: ”I want to die myself. What are you waiting for? Give him a ride.”

”Ha ha”

With a wild laugh, the eighth prince with a sledgehammer stepped under his feet, flew forward, and his strength surged wildly. The violent power with unparalleled power fell on the swordsman in the air.

”Boom”

The strong wind was blowing everywhere, and the huge air wave swept away. However, I saw the swordsman in the field pointing to the flash of light against the big hammer falling from the sky, and the earth cracked slightly under his feet.

”Not enough, not enough. Manifest your noumenon, or you won't have a chance.”

In the words, but seeing Ji dust's sword yuan force spit out slightly, the eighth Prince's hammer rushed out, turned and came in a flash, and the light fingertip edge crossed the eighth Prince's arm. In a moment, the blood arrow burst out.

”Whew”

The sound of breaking through the air, without the sword, revived. A roaring sound behind him seemed to come through the space. With a bang, the long sword came down, but it was a broken arrow.

”Hum, it's him”

The murmur, a trace of familiar breath, was not exactly the Taoist who put the cold arrow in the previous battle with Xuanyi. The figure moved and changed several residual shadows, and the roaring sword Qi burst out.

The clang sound and the fierce roar of the golden dagger flashed a light at the bottom of xuanmie's eyes: ”what a strong Terran, maybe you can kill Xuanyi and others with his hand.”

There is no mercy in the dispute over the throne. Among the princes, only Xuanyi can compete with him. At this moment, the emergence of Ji Chen makes the ambitious man feel a sense of cooperation.

Outside the battlefield, Xuan Zhen, who likes to use bows and arrows, looked coldly. Looking at Xuan Mie standing indifferent on one side, he frowned: ”brother Sanhuang, why don't you do it.”

”Ha” a chuckle, Xuan Mie narrowed his eyes, glanced at the indifferent Xuan Zhen, stepped out and rushed into the hall: ”know yourself and your enemy, do it for your brother.”

The cold wind in the back, with a cold air, swept the whole body in an instant. The moved swordsman's body gave a slight meal. The long sword in his hand picked away the cold star from Xuanyi, jumped up with one step, and the sword air burst out with his fingers.

”As I said, if you don't do your best, you won't have a chance.”

”Whew”

When the cold arrow came to the body, the swordsman frowned. He wanted to fight squarely and face-to-face, instead of asking the other party to attack himself in the distance. His feet were a little empty and shot away in an instant: ”you can take a step first.”

His pale face was just in front of him in a moment. The cold shining sword edge had touched the key and excited his chicken skin. XuanZhen was in a hurry, and his whole body burst out, instantly turning into the holy prison body: ”roar”

A roar of anger, scarlet eyes, without a trace of emotion, hit the edge of the sword that touched you, leaving a bloody sword mark on your chest in an instant: ”death”

Life and death crisis and the stimulation of bloody gas, the breath of the seven princes of the holy prison became more and more violent, and now he showed his noumenon. At the moment, the idea of killing in his heart became more and more powerful.