Chapter 1166 (1/2)
Tightly holding Li Changqing’s blood-stained corpse, the four Myriad Swords Sect are screaming and screaming, and the sound is resounding through the sky, like the cuckoo blood, and the tears.
Countless people under the mountain, all of them are looking at all of this in a blank space. For a time, countless people are just like time, they are solidified in the same place, and they are motionless, and their faces are full of horror.
Li Changqing, the genius of the genius who once was famous for his movements, and Xuan Tianzi and Yu Wenji, has fallen from this day and has since become a wave in the history of the river. in.
“I said that I should not provoke Xiao Fan. I didn’t listen to it. I thought I could control the situation. Everything was under my control. But now, see the result?” Xuan Luo looked at Li Changqing. The blood-stained corpse, and aimed at one of the four Myriad Swords Sect old man, was in the Tsing Yi old man, and his eyes flashed a sarcasm and shook his head.
“How good a seedling, have to push him to the dead end, why bother?” Xiao Wangba is also a sigh of pretense, a look of regret.
Suddenly!
“Xiao Fan, today you have to give Evergreen a funeral!” One of the four Myriad Swords Sect old white clothed old man looked up, and a pair of roaring tigers burst out with the bones of Wujin. The hatred of the rays of light, then he screamed wildly, the sound was deafening, and the countless rocks around him burst into pieces in his roaring voice, turning into the dust of the sky.
“Senior, you’d better not intervene today, because Xiao Fan, he must die!” The simple conversation with Xuan Luo was the Tsing Yi old man among the four Myriad Swords Sects, Tsing Yi old man Slowly straight up, the light voice no longer exists, and some are only the most chilly, he stared at Xuan Luo, the word stopped.
“If I say, I have to intervene?” Xuan Luo looked at the old man in Tsing Yi, suddenly narrowed his eyes, and the voice could not hear any color, indifferently said.
“That’s not a problem, let me know Senior’s trick!” Tsing Yi old man is next to a black clothed old man, and this black clothed old man is what Li Changqing has mastered all the mystery of the sword. The second light voice, he stepped out, and came straight to Xuan Luo, directly collapsed the crack on the ground, and then the voice filled with murderous colors said.
“Although a new generation is replaced by an old man, the cultivation is more important, the cultivation base realm, not the age!” Xuan Luo put down the wine gourd at hand, then stared at the black clothed old man, opening slowly said, “But, My old guy is also very willing to let you guys understand the truth, that is, ginger, still old spicy!”
“Don’t think that you are growing up now, you can call me, when I was in the middle of the year, don’t say that you guys are still there, even your Grandfather, or a sperm in your ancestors!”
When the voice fell, Xuan Luo slammed into the eyes and shot two cold rays of light for a long time. He looked away and stepped closer. He wanted to shoot his own black clothed old man, and immediately raised his hand, and he caught it, his The black gold stick was suddenly in his hands.
Then, he held the black gold stick, slammed down and slammed on the ground. Suddenly, the sound of the crisp metal humming sounded, and the ground was directly smashed and cracked. The general cracks in the spider web are spreading rapidly in all directions.
“Today, who can stop us from killing Xiao Fan, whoever has to die, no matter who it is, will not work!” The last purple clothed old man among the four Myriad Swords Sect is holding Li Changqing’s blood-stained corpse. Slowly stood up from the ground, a pair of muddy eyes are all indifferent and ecstatic, he said, cold and incomparable.