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"Interracial?"

The sword floated and slightly shocked.

In the past ten years, foreign races have penetrated into every corner of the world, and even the sword-making city has captured foreign slaves more than once. Therefore, I have heard of the common characteristics of the alien race, and the sword has risen and fallen.

Now seeing the strange pattern that blocked the evil, he suddenly thought of the visit of the Lord of the Sword Mountain in the morning, and then he realized that the alien race had really coveted the sword casting city for a long time.

"What, I'm surprised?"

The black-clothed leader Sen sneered coldly, he liked this feeling very much.

Those emotions written on other people's faces, whether shocked, confused, or incredible... When all kinds of wonderful looks are taken into his eyes, he will feel extremely enjoyable.

For him, it was extremely joyful and sacred to let a person die in astonishment.

He is happy!

"I'm indeed a little surprised!"

When Jian Fu Chong realized this person's aura, he vaguely guessed that the leader's cultivation level was almost the same as that of him, and the spiritual orifice level may be stronger. He just didn't know much about the methods that foreign races were good at, so he was surprised when he first fought.

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However, Jian Fuchen then sneered: "For ten years, I have heard that alien races are rampant. When I see them today, I suddenly feel that the word rampant is a bit underestimated by you. It is very appropriate to describe it as ignorant of life and death!"

Before the laughter dissipated, the sword floated and rose and fell, and it instantly approached the head of the black-clothed person at a speed like a wind. When the afterimage in white was clear, his hand was already holding the hilt of the evil sword.

Since the sword could not penetrate the defense, the sword was not stingy and added another arm's strength. So he slid out half a step with his right foot, but the evil in his hand was handed forward again.

The sharp red sword tip was one finger away from the chest of the black-clothed leader, and the light curtain suddenly cracked when it suddenly appeared.

So the latter finally moved. Unexpectedly, the figure of the head in black suddenly turned into countless fragments of light and disappeared in place!

The sword floats and rises and stands with the sword.

He suddenly raised his head and saw the black-clothed leader falling from the sky, slapped his head at the ground covered with yellow sand.

Before the move arrives, the energy arrives first. The extremely fierce and terrifying palm force fell on the ground, splashing the thick yellow sand everywhere. The body with the floating and sinking of the sword as the center was even more photographed with the huge palm print pit. And this

The young lord of the sword casting city was still standing still, with only his white clothes and long hair swaying in the wind, allowing the yellow sand to roll up.

Of course, the sword that I rely on would not think that the mere palm power could penetrate his body protection spiritual power. He narrowed his eyes in the yellow sand, calculating the speed of the palm prints of the alien leader, but the evil in his hand was also condensed.

With the sword.

At one moment, the sword force climbed to saturation, and he drew a sword seal with his sword towards the sky.

In the prison dragon venue under the night sky, huge milky white palm prints collided with red sword seals, and then a vigorous energy rippled violently and swept towards the surrounding circular castle...

Standing at the height of the Prison Dragon Hall, Jiangman Tower, who seemed to be able to touch the moon, obviously felt the trembling of the circular castle when ripples hit.

Even inside the Longhu Prison, Luo Changfeng was quite surprised to see the dust falling from the top of the prison.

Indeed, Luo Changfeng had no intention of helping him.

First of all, even though his memory has been pieced together 90%, his strength has not yet completely returned to his peak.

Second, around the Prison Dragon Hall, he also noticed the third kind of cultivation fluctuation besides the sword floating and the powerful Guigulin. It was a very familiar aura, about the peak of the spiritual orifice, like Jiang Man, the comrade of the Ten Sons.

building.

Since Jiang Manlou is nearby, why should he intervene in such a way? What's more, he is now in a mess and doesn't want to be seen by that nagging guy.

Otherwise, if it is transmitted to Hongyi in the future, An Hongdou will be worried about herself again.

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In the arena, whether the sword floats and the leader in black, or the man with black cloth blindfolded eyes and nearly twenty black aliens were fighting each other.

This time, Jian Fuchen has a thorough understanding of the fighting style of the powerful aliens.

The other party is very similar to the body refiner of Xingzi Sect. After cultivating his body hardness to a certain level, all his actions become extremely domineering and direct.

Fist, palm, legs, claws... Each move strives to choose the shortest straight-line distance to burst out the most powerful force. Although there is no weapon in your hand, every part of your body can be regarded as a weapon. In the realm, the strength is half a pound of eight ounces.

Under the premise, Jian Fuchen believed that if there was no sword in his hand, he would have been defeated and his life would be worrying!

The most interesting thing about the if is it.

If it could be established, the sword would have been invincible in the world. Just call out a name and say, "Don't die, the world and ears are pure, so why do you need to work so hard to cut people with one sword?"

He did not lose, so he naturally had to fight. Not only did he have a sword in his hand, he was also a divine sword left by the ancestor of the Sword Pavilion and a divine sword that could make thousands of swords surrender.

There are not many other swords in the Sword Forging City, and there are thousands of swords. Since the ancient sword cannot penetrate the hard body of this alien leader, please call more swords.

It would be better to lose in your own game, and you would rather give your face and life to your opponent directly. Wouldn't it be worry-free?

The sword floated and the white clothes floated in the void.

When you collide with the leader of a foreign race, even if you have evil in your hands, your body will not be able to withstand the transmission of vibrations caused by successive impacts.

So his breathing was even a little rapid. If this continues, he may not be able to hold on for a few rounds.

The young city lord, who has always regarded himself as the first son of the Sword Forging City, naturally found that Jiang Manlou was standing on the roof and watching and gloating.

He drove the young Tibing Mountain Lord to the outside of the mansion in the early morning. Now Jian Fuchen will certainly not take the initiative to ask for help. He has never even looked at Jiang Manlou.

His eyes were always on the alien leader dozens of feet away.

There are people in the ranks of spiritual orifice cultivation, and they can force themselves to this situation. I have to say that Jian Fu Chongdao was a little impressed by his opponent.

"But it's time for everything."

The white-clothed sword floated and let go of the evil in his hand, and the red ancient sword floated quietly in front of his eyes.

He began to fold his hands together and then formed a seal. However, the evil sword slowly rose like a straight red line, rising to the night sky. Immediately afterwards, a dull thunder sounded in the night sky.

The black-clothed alien leader who was scattering bright moonlight raised his head to look at the sky. There was no dark cloud deep in the sky with the twinkling stars, and there was no sign of rain. So where did this muffled thunder come from?

Just as I was wondering, I suddenly saw a flash of light appearing in the starry sky in the distance, like a falling meteor flying. Behind the flash of light was a huge meteor shower, and thousands of troops were annihilated to the galaxy.

The black-clothed leader stared at the huge meteor shower with a rolling thunder sound and frowned suddenly. He felt the sword intent, the strong sword intent, the sword intent that threatened his life.

It turns out that what is flying in the starry sky is not a meteor shower, but countless swords.

This is the strongest way for sword floating and the strongest way, and it is also the way for him to kill the Venerable of the Viagra Realm on the Canghai Sea. Ten thousand swords return to the sect!

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Jiang Manlou, who was under the bright moon, saw this scene and saw Wan Jian coming towards him. He was afraid that Wan Jian would be injured and innocent, and he jumped down with his head. He jumped more than ten feet away, and took two talismans to jump into the horn fight.

In the field.

I didn't expect to find a high-sounding reason: "Young City Lord, don't be distracted. These shrimp soldiers and crab generals will be cleaned up by the Lord of the Mountain."