I'm The Emperor of All-Heavens

Chapter 284

"Bailian sect leader, don't struggle to death. Now come out and I can give you a good time!"

"If not, you will not survive or die!"

In the underground palace, the tyrant's voice is rolling, and the tiger's eyes are shooting everywhere.

Jianghu organizations such as the white lotus sect must be cunning and have secret roads extending in all directions.

If it weren't for the Tianshan Mountain, xiongba also built a secret road leading to the first floor in the world. She really wanted to get rid of it.

At this time, the two ran after each other, almost half the night, and some of the oil ran out and the lamp dried up.

Had it not been for the scepter of grief and anger, the tyrant would have called in the gold and stopped the troops and returned to the house to rest.

But at the thought of the magic soldier, his eyes became hot.

The dead opened the way and used all means to attack the heart.

However, xiongba did not know that the white lotus sect leader at this time no longer existed.

Just because she had just escaped into the depths of the underground palace, the ground suddenly turned, and a meat chopper appeared, cutting it like a rainstorm and wind.

"My feet!"

Bailian sect leader's skill was exhausted. He couldn't stop such sudden attacks. He turned his body and floated back. Looking down, he was shocked to find that the flesh of his left foot and his lower leg had been completely removed.

She screamed and couldn't keep her balance. She supported it with her left hand. Unexpectedly, she was picked clean, leaving only a skeleton and could no longer dance the ribbon.

"My hand!"

The leader of Bailian sect hissed wildly and raised his body. Then he saw a small body rushing wildly:

"Dig your eyes so that you can't see!"

"Peel your skin and make you naked!"

"Cut off your head so that you can't live until tomorrow!"

The last sentence is especially classic, just like people will die if they are killed. When the irrefutable voice falls, the great head of Bailian cult leader flies up, and the flesh and blood dissipates in the air and turns into a skeleton.

Beauty makes bones.

"The mud Bodhisattva is accurate. You can get into the earth. Thanks to the girl, I let you touch the secret road under the capital these days. Now you can catch a big fish!"

With the magic mirror of nothingness flashing, gold inlaid jade appeared, picked up the white lotus sect leader's sad and angry scepter and patted the Tatar child's head.

"Big sister!"

The Tatar child was photographed staggering, but he giggled and gestured with a knife: "knife technique, progress!"

Jin Xiangyu's eyes were already shining with gold. Jiao smiled and said, "go back to the palace and find your majesty to change your baby!"

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"After the Mongols took over the Central Plains, they did collect and destroy many martial arts traditions. I didn't expect your school to keep them. I'm here to offer treasures. I have a lot of rewards!"

Listening to the happy voice of the emperor, Zhu Yunwen lowered his head and showed his color in his eyes.

He succeeded.

Isn't Xu Fu going to give up himself and feel that the general trend is gone?

Then he simply came to the emperor and poked out the existence of Tianmen.

No matter the tempting martial arts of the emperor or the secret of immortality, the emperor will not allow them to be in the hands of a Wulin sect.

Conflict together, the two sides must choose one. Can Tianmen still support the son of heaven, not him?

The cow presses its head without drinking water!

"Your Majesty, please allow me to fix a letter, hurry up thousands of miles, and present your majesty with the secret method of divine skill. You will live forever!"

"Yes!"

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Since Zhu Yunwen was brought into the palace by the emperor, nameless did not return to the Zhonghua Pavilion, but stayed in the yard and waited for news.

As a Wulin myth, he also has three followers, the Dragon King of the seven seas, the ghost tiger and the phoenix dance.

This time, in order to protect all the people in the world, anonymous took Hu Qin out of the mountain. The three servants also walked in all directions to explore the news and ask the heavenly allies. All parties summarized that the outline of a giant finally appeared——

Tianmen!

This organization was born more than a thousand years ago. Compared with tianmeng, it has a much longer history. I'm afraid it has obtained all the secret scripts and magic weapons in the world.

Once you start making waves in the Jianghu, there must be a big action related to the safety of ordinary people.

Nameless nature can't stand idly by. At the same time, he also has a feeling that something big will happen in the important place of the capital.

The existence of God and devil level has dark induction.

The unknown state has arrived, and what you feel is indeed correct.

On this day, when the sun was setting and the lights were on, there was a sudden silence in the courtyard.

Nameless Ben was adjusting the strings of Hu Qin. As soon as the action stopped, he stood up slowly, revealing an unprecedented dignified color.

Because the sky has changed.

A shapeless breath surged in, imprinting the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth, which can no longer be used by others.

"Here comes the day!"

The two gods sitting on the ground showed ecstasy and awe, and then looked maliciously at the nameless, waiting to see how the Wulin myth ate its own consequences.

However, the next moment, they trembled, the look in their eyes disappeared directly, and fell down softly.

There was no scar on his body, as if his soul had been directly erased.

The nameless eyes were more coagulated, and the melodious Hu Qin sounded again.

At Dayton time, the whole capital roared with a strange sound.

It's like the sound of a golden horse and an iron horse, and it's like the sound of a sword breaking through the air.

Innumerable sharp swords trembled in the wine shops, teahouses, iron furnaces, weapons warehouses in the imperial city and even the waist of Jianghu people, bending slightly in the direction of anonymity, as if to pay tribute.

Metaphysical sword, ancient no one, ten thousand swords respect, if the destiny.

Heaven Sword!

"Good!"

In the face of such supreme Kendo, a vast and ethereal voice came from the void.

Just two words, heaven and earth will change again.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Those long swords that originally worshipped the unknown broke free from the shackles of their original masters, turned into streamer shuttle, and threw them into the sky

Thousands of sharp swords rose from the sky and gathered into a long river. Even the clouds in the air were pulled out a striking track.

Ten thousand swords long river, overturn heaven and earth!

One sword moves, ten thousand swords move, one sword turns ten thousand swords, and ten thousand swords return to one. Such a means is beyond ordinary people's imagination. If it is not at night, it will disturb the four sides and frighten the people in the capital.

When the long river of ten thousand swords roared and saw the moon in a circle, forming a huge sword wheel over the courtyard, the nameless face finally changed: "ten thousand swords belong to the clan?"

Ten thousand swords belong to the sect. It's the supreme secret of the sword sect. It's impossible for outsiders to pass it on. Did you ever come from the sword sect?

Sooner or later, the sword wheel circled, and a sword in the center turned and pointed directly below.

Suddenly, all the sharp swords moved together and turned into thousands of light rain.

Boom!

It's hard to describe this battle. Under the battle between gods and demons, ordinary people don't even have the qualification to watch the war.

It seemed that it was only a moment, and it seemed that after a long time, the sword Qi dissipated.

"You have something old with me. Waste your nine success powers. Don't ignore Jianghu affairs. Take care of yourself!"

The huge voice went to the Imperial City, and the unknown body shook. The Hu Qin in his hand completely exploded and turned into wood chips. The whole person slowly sat down and shed sad blood from the corners of his lips.

"Master!"

After a long time, the figure flashed, the ghost tiger and Feng dance appeared together, and looked at the sharp sword inserted all over the ground in horror.

His master, Wulin myth unknown, actually lost?

"Great disaster! Great disaster!"

Nameless's face was pale, but there was no half fear and retreat between his eyebrows. He stood up firmly: "take my hero's sword!"