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East China Digital Saint Union.

It is expelled from the magic religion.

It is not allowed to interrupt.

Not to be allowed to be found by the green cattle demons, and they will damage a saint, so even if the saints are recovered in the east, the biggest probability is to be oppressed by the Eastern Division. There will be no second choice.

Therefore, if Chu Xun does not have a card today … destined to die in vain.

Chapter 62 Retreats Hundred Miles!

Swordsmanship.

The atmosphere is extreme.

Qin Yu seemed to be bathing in the golden color, and the bright golden light rolled in the sky, like a lightning, split poles from the scene of His Royal Highness of Snow Mountain.

The owner of the Hanging King Temple.

Floating Moon Sect.

These top power masters also quickly dodge, and the eyes are mixed with jokes. After their own selflessness, the greedy heart is moving again. It has been standing for a long time to stand in the east. Earlier, Xiao Rongyu broke out. If this Chu Xun fell again, it would be true.

Watch the show.

Look at the lively, watch the lively.

But no one is optimistic about Chu Xun.

“Why bother!”

Chu Xun whispered softly, since he dared to be confident, and also said that a rune paper outside the Yinxu has revealed his strength, why do these people still do not believe it?

Qin Yu saw the thoughts of Chu Xun, with ridicule and mockery in his expression, and his body was filled with golden glory. You can use it, you have to see a few of you! ”

Sighing sighs.

Obviously he has been exposed.

These people still don’t believe it.

Still not dead.

“That’s all!”

Chu Xun slowly said, his eyes fell on the top of the snow mountain below. There was an invisible sword condensed in the palm of the palm, and he fluttered.

“~!”

In a moment.

A condensedless sword, like the galaxy tilted from nine days, was eye -catching. Those who were still watching the play were shrinking their pupils, revealing a strong shock.

A sharp and overbearing sword meaning is on the sky, and their top power owners only feel that they are as weak as ants under the magnificent mighty swords.

The condensed without swordsmanship did not quickly cut off, but everyone was heartbroken, as if the pressure of the doomsday would be cut on themselves at any time.

“~!”

Xiandao Zong Qin Yu’s pupils contracted, his face’s expression from ridiculous to color change and panic. This sword could kill him, and he almost wanted to retreat.

Boom ~

Ten miles.

Thirty miles.

One hundred miles.

Boom …

Sword qi cut off.

He did not hit Qin Yu, but fell into the air. A deep gulf crack was transformed into the abyss spread. A ray of swords permeated from it, releasing unparalleled domineering swords.

The teasing of the main face of the King’s Temple disappeared, staring at the scene after the sword fell, and the sword qi split the void, leaving a very deep abyss, looking down, and the pupils immediately shown a shadow of the Huanghuang sword. With a groaning, quickly closed his eyes, but blood dropped from the corner of the eyes.

He was shocked.

Just look at it.

It was not targeted by this sword gas, but to watch this residual sword meaning, his eyes were stabbed. If this sword was split to himself?

Zhenwu Zongzong.

Sky Master.

God Xingzong Lord.

Goddess Sect.

The changes of these people who saw the Hall of the Hall of Suspension also trembled slightly, and the eyes also looked at it. There was a domineering sword shadow under the abyss of the sword qi. Destroying everything, they closed their eyes to destroy the sword meaning. Although they were much better than the owner of the Hanging King Temple, they also spent a few times.

After opening your eyes again, it was all revealing the feeling, and his heart was extremely unable to calm down.

“Claim, 嗤 …”! ”

The residual swordsmanship is still breeding, but there is no sarcasm and ridiculous look at the sky. Everyone’s face is unprecedentedly dignified, and the shocking expression is also set there, and some people look at Qin Yu.

“I……!”

Qin Yu, Xiandao Zongzong, still wearing golden tauna, holding a golden spear in his hand, his body faded back, and his eyes were blank in his eyes. And he also prepared a sacred instrument to restrain the green vine sword, but Chu Xun had not moved the green vine sword, and he did not take out the holy instrument.

The traces of the remaining kendo in the void are still there, but he couldn’t help shaking his body and constantly spasm. He wanted to fight again, and mentioned warfare over and over again, but every time he operated to half of his breath.

The remaining sword qi abyss.

It’s like a gulf.

He completely cut off his desire to win.

“He lost!”

The Lord of the Floating Moon was complicated, and his face was full of tangles. Who would have thought that it would be such an ending. There was no righteous fight, almost the same as they expected. Essence

Chu Xun has only one sword.

He defeated Qin Yu.

“Why!”

After Qin Yu, who was far away, was depressed, his eyes were full of anger, and he was ashamed of his behavior. He was scared back hundreds of miles under the sword of Chu Xun, but he was frustrated because The sword Chu Xun was not ready to split on him at all.

After the trembling of the Sect, the Lord of the Sky Master looked at Chu Xun. If Chu Xun thought that this sword Qin Yu would not avoid it so easily, even if he could avoid it, he would need to pay the price, not so simple.

Is it because of fear?

Are you afraid of seeking revenge on the saints of Xiandao?

As soon as this idea was abandoned.

Perhaps it is used on others, but on him, a number of emperors of the Emperor Daozong, even Zhao Lao, who even the emperor’s nine realms was killed by a sword with a rune paper. If you are afraid that there will be no previous things, it makes sense to cut Qin Yu in his eyes.

Dedicated?

Still not worthy.

Or too lazy?

Chu Xun was still standing in the void, and the prestige was blowing, blowing his hair, and his expression was calm as ever.

Qin Yu stood silently.

Zhenwu Zongzong.

God Xingzong Lord.

Goddess Sect.

Sky Master.

These people also trembled all over. I thought it was the reason that I didn’t expect it, because in Yinxu, they helped Xiao Rongyu. No matter what the purpose originated, it was help. The reason to let Qin Yu’s life is let go.

“I …!” Qin Yu was also proud. He was not very old. He had the opportunity to impact the sage in this life. He belonged to his pride. Let him growl first: Why do I have to admit the personality, but I see the peaceful eyes of the old man. His eyes, his arrogance broke, and did not have the courage to shout.

Because he was not sure.

After speaking by yourself.

Will it usher in a green vine sword directly!

After doing all of this.

Chu Xun pulled out and left.

Since the purpose has arrived.

There is no need to stay for a long time.

However, the sky above the Snow Mountain Hall is not tranquil, and the rough breathing sounds accompanied, and the sight fell again under the remaining abyss sword air. Someone shocked: “What is he cultivated?”

Chapter 63 Lost!

The prince of Shenxingzong was silent, thinking that when he heard the movement of Chu Xun for the first time, it seemed that it was a year ago that Chu Xun broke the realm a year ago. The emperor’s five realms, and only a few months have passed, and they have been invisible to the practice of Chu Xun.

The emperor’s nine realms?

Half?

Or has it been set foot on the sage?

They are not sure that this residual sword gas is just a shock of Chu Xun’s lightly described, and no one knows that he has used a bit of strength, but even so is not to resist the emperor’s nine realms. How amazing is the use of the Aki -Teng Sword and then the sword of the big river, how amazing the sword is cut out?

“At least and half saints!” Nantian, the master of Zhenwu Zongzong, was silent. This is the state of longing for a long time. Hob on that state is not far from the sage, but he never expected that he hadn’t moved forward, but he hadn’t moved forward, but he hadn’t moved forward, but he hadn’t moved forward, but he hadn’t moved forward, but he hadn’t moved forward, but he hadn’t moved forward, but he hadn’t moved forward, but he hadn’t moved forward. Someone has set foot in.

God Xingzong Lord.

Sky Master.

Nangong.

All chose to silently.

The owner of the Hanging King Temple.