MTL - Man Huang Feng Bao-Chapter 13 Millennium Wizard

A sword stabbed and rolled up the sky and the smoke.

The sword of Nantiandu, the superb repair is unmistakable, and other disciples who joined the Zongmen in the same period could not match it. Some people are shocked and some are worried.

Zhu Sijia looked nervous, her chest was touched, her **** was beaten, and she saw that Ye Chuan was crushed. She should have been so excited and happy, but I don’t know why, and in turn worried about Ye Chuan.

Every day, the smoke and dust scattered, everyone unexpectedly widened their eyes.

Ye Chuan, who was the first to bear the brunt, didn't die. He still stood opposite Nantian, and his body was not damaged, but his robes looked a little messy.

"how is this possible?"

"How did he do that?"

People's arguments have been amazed.

This sword of Nantiandu, even if it is a elite disciple of a monk's environment, does not fully grasp the whole body and retreat, how is Ye Chuan, who is a five-strong fighter?

Nan Tiandu was also very surprised, and some looked incredulously at Ye Chuan.

Over the years, people who can escape from his epee are not without, but they are by no means a military. The rumored mediocrity of the master, Ye Chuan, once again made him look at each other!

"Good swordsmanship, unfortunately, Tiandu Shidi, you are still slower!"

Ye Chuan patted the dust on his body, smiled lightly, picked up the broom that was thrown on the ground, and prepared to attack Nantian’s next round of attacks.

Just now, when everyone thought that he was going to encounter an accident, his body swayed like a catkin, dangerously and dangerously avoiding the lore of Nantiandu.

Everybody, every child, and every life, now the body, can not be compared with the heyday, and it is not worth mentioning. However, Ye Chuan’s experience is still in the instinct to make an unimaginable reaction in the life and death. Although the repair is not on the table, the body is even more powerful than the big fat man Zhao Dazhi. In the past few days, the benefits of not rushing to break through the bottleneck have finally been revealed.

Of course, this is also because the speed of Nantiandu is not fast enough. If it is as fast as the strong enemy of millions of years ago, Ye Chuan can only be shackled if he is rich in experience.

Install, continue to install!

When are you, you are still talking!

People are speechless, Nantian is already aloof, it seems that Ye Chuan, this master seems to be more proud than Nantian. People are proud of their ability, Ye Chuan, is this not looking for death?

"Ha ha ha, good, good!"

Nan Tian was extremely angry and laughed. He stepped forward step by step. The body immediately leaped high and took a touch of shadow to the front of Ye Chuan. He shot again with a sword. "Is this sword fast enough?"

The heart of people is suddenly tightened.

Nantiandu this sword, faster, more ferocious!

Zhu Sijia was so nervous that he clenched his fists and his palms were full of sweat. Originally, she still had the idea of ​​comparing with Nantian, and looked at the latter sword, and there was no challenge in her heart. Standing behind the crowd, Jin Jinhua was full of hope again, laughing happily.

Just now, Ye Chuan was lucky enough to escape. This time, he did not believe that Ye Chuan’s kid could still be so lucky!

Hey, a crisp sound suddenly sounded in people’s ears.

Nan Tian was screaming and screaming at the opposite Ye Chuan.

Ye Chuan stepped back a few steps in succession. The long hair was messy and looked awkward, but his body was not damaged. On the occasion of the millennium, I waved the broomstick that was not black in the autumn, and blocked the epee of Nantiandu.

The disciples of Zongmen know that the swords in Nantian are different. It was a black epee with a weight of eight hundred pounds. It was engraved with several ancient inscriptions. It was impossible for ordinary people to lift up. It was a treasure selected by the South Heaven in the Arms. The epee has no front, kills the enemy with amazing weight, and shoots a sword. A million-year-old monster must be photographed as a meat sauce. How is Ye Chuan blocked?

In the district, a broom that no one wanted on the ground, even blocked the black epee of Nantiandu. Who said this letter?

No one will believe it, but the facts placed in front of him make people have to believe!

"There is a lot of money, a sigh of heaven..."

Ye Chuan muttered to himself, his face a touch of brilliance.

Nantiandu, the second sword, is even more ferocious. Fortunately, the half-way swallowing of the body did not disappoint him. Suddenly spurred, a burst of violent power broke out.

This is only a half-way symbol. Once the real swallowing of a natural enemies, what will the body be tyrannical?

Ye Chuan, who once covered his hand, discovered that cultivation was far more mysterious than he once knew, and he was full of expectations for the next cultivation. Standing in front of the crowd, Jin Jinhua is unbelievable and disappointing.

In order to please Nantiandu, this sect of the sect, he and the adviser He Taixu spent a lot of thought and price. I thought that I could see for myself how Ye Chuan asked for mercy and how to die. Who could have thought that this would be the case? Is Ye Chuan too fierce to hide the repair before, or is the South Heaven secretly releasing water?

Jinhua began to be anxious, and he wanted to go to the scene to be hands-on. This would not kill Ye Chuan, and he really wanted to vomit blood.

"Well, it’s a master, it’s a bit of a skill, come back. I have a sword, and I call it a sword, just ask the master to give pointers!"

Nan Tiandu's face is cold, and once again step forward to kill the sky.

But this time, he did not rush to start immediately, but his shoulders bowed slightly, the black epee in his hand creaked, and the ancient inscriptions on the roads above were illuminated one by one. In the air, the atmosphere of an old smother is beginning to sway, and it is getting thicker and stronger, accompanied by more and more powerful power fluctuations.

撼天九剑?

Ye Chuan was shocked and looked at Nantiandu, which was ready to go. His face was really dignified.

As a once-in-a-century sacred sacred, he certainly understands the power of the scorpion sword. Millions of years ago, it was the master of a man who called the sacred god. In the heyday of his hand-to-hands dominate the wild world, Haotian Dasheng and other masters once killed the door to challenge. The two men fought for three days and three nights on the peak of the sky. Finally, the great day of the heavens Lost, disappeared from here, no one has ever seen him in the wild world.

The dusty memory surged into the mind of Ye Chuan, and that battle was vividly in sight.

Originally, Ye Chuan thought that after the defeat of the Great Heaven, he went to the extraterrestrial world, and the two never had the possibility of reunion. Unexpectedly, millions of years later, I actually saw the Taoist system left here!

The murderousness and power fluctuations in the air are getting more and more majestic, and the onlookers are back again. After exiting the kilometer, they will look at it with fear.

Nantian has not been able to shoot, but people understand that this time his attack is bound to be shocked. A little bit of the aftermath of the battle, perhaps the soul is flying!

"Well, this is the style that a millennium genius should have, Ye Chuan, this time you are absolutely dead!"

Jin Jinhua gritted his teeth and sensed the power of the violent anger in Nantian. He finally let go of his heart and waited to see how Ye Chuan died.