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Chapter 62 broke one and another one.

At this moment, the disciples of Jianshan, a group of Tibetans, were unable to shine.

As if to see the scene of the former Master Zhemei, a sword cut off the scene of Tianmen.

“This is the three -grade sword meaning of the ground level! Brother Li, I did not expect that the realm of the Asian Saint has realized the three -grade sword meaning of the Earth!”

Some disciples of Tibetan Jianshan exclaimed.

More than one person, everyone’s face was amazed.

Li Daochen has not shot for a long time, and the sword is so reaching such a realm!

You know, even in the Tibetan Sword Mountain, there are only a handful of swordsmanship that reaches the three -grade sword of the ground.

At this time, Bai Su, who was hidden on the side, couldn’t help but turn his eyes.

As for!

Three -grade swords of the ground level!

The apprentice who picked up his own white picked up was Tianjie Sword.

Because he was short, he was not recognized.

Bai Su’s judgment is right.

Tianjie sword meaning can be understood by choosing Emperor Jianxiu.

In other words, even if the sage of the Tibetan Sword Mountain, the Takuka Sword Saint Ouyang has no front.

How can a person recognize what they haven’t seen before!

At this moment, Su Yan also said what Bai Su wanted to say like his mouth.

“Hey, when there is no hero, the old age makes the sister -in -law become famous.”

“I saw you today, we know, the ancestral ancestral court, but there are also a group of frogs in the well!”

Bai Su: “…”

This is too exaggerated.

One said that there is still something in Tibetan Sword Mountain, otherwise she won’t stay here.

However, she thought about it.

Su Yan is the former sword emperor!

In this world, no one is more qualified to say this than him.

Thinking that this sword emperor was once her disciple, she taught it.

“Oh!”

Bai Su couldn’t help laughing again even again.

“Find to death!”

Under the anger, Li Daochen’s hand, the short plum branch condensed a dozens of feet of sword qi.

Under the crown, he had moved his heart.

The plum branches with sword qi, stabb the heart nest of Su Yan

“ah!”

Gu Nanyi, who was sitting beside the tea shed, couldn’t help standing, and the beautiful face was full of anxiety.

After all, Li Daochen was Yasheng, and she was angry. She was worried about Su Yan’s safety.

But a translucent palm pressed her back.

Bai Su appeared beside her and pressed her back.

Shock her head towards her.

At this time, Li Daochen did not use Ya Shengxiu for it.

Between the two, it is still a battle of Kendo.

Of course, Li Daochen felt that the folding plum sword with the three grades of the ground alone could kill Su Yan.

If you use cultivation, he is not famous for his reputation.

It seems that the same is true.

When the sword will reaches the mystery, it can be organized from the heart to a substantial sword qi.

The sword gas condensed by Li Daochen, red red, like a swimming red cricket.

In the sword qi, it is definitely up!

At the time of the moment.

Su Yan pointed out.

Smiling …

The sound of the air was quickly spread out.

The cold air was raging, and the frost of the flowers was full of days, even if there were dozens of feet apart, the hair of the beard was shrouded in a layer of frost.

The sword qi is like a needle, penetrates into the hole, and the sword is like a wave, like a mountain pressed.

The red crickets were scattered, and the plum branches were broken.

Li Daochen couldn’t stop trembling.

impossible!

Li Daochen looked at the sword -like sword rolling in front of the glacier, almost cracking liver and gallbladder.

He confirmed that Su Yan did not use Wuyuan.

This sword qi is melted by swords.

But the sword qi glasses in front of him, compared to the red crickets that he turned by the sword of folding plums, was more than ten times bigger.

“ah!”

Under the horror, Li Daochen couldn’t care about other.

Behind him, a nine -color light wheel made up of countless blades suddenly appeared.

Six -grade Tianxiang, nine -colored sword wheels.

Storm climbing.

Wu Yuan surging, nine -color sword air, instantly wrapped his whole body.

At the end of the moment, Li Daochen had to use the cultivation of the Asian Saint Realm.

Otherwise, he could never survive under that sword qi glacier.

“Boom!”

Under the eyes of everyone’s unbelievable eyes.

The Qiu Shuang sword qi condensed by the sword was just cut the six -layer defense of Li Daochen, and then it dissipated.

This is the defense of a sage!

Nine -color sword wheel, nine floors. Unusual, King Wu’s full blow was at all.

Although he kept his life, Li Daochen trembled with both hands.

He raised his hand and wanted to condense the sword again.

But I found that I couldn’t do it.

At this moment, Li Daochen couldn’t help but realize that when he faced Su Yan, he had no courage to pull the sword.

Due to how Li Daochen’s blue tendon was jumping, his face flushed, and his sword heart could not condense a trace of sword.

At this moment, Li Daochen was stunned.

The disciples of Tibetan Jianshan were also stunned.

Only Bai Su felt everything was expected.

“Today, if he does not die, I may not be able to hold a sword in this life.”

Li Daochen stared at Su Yan.

Although, doing so will make him scan the floor.

But at this time, the anger couldn’t think of so much.

Perhaps, killing this son, blocking the news, can be recovered.

Nine -color sword wheel reproduce.

However, the arrangement of color is the opposite of the last time.

But from defense to offensive penalties.

However.

Just a moment when his heart was born.

From the void, it suddenly gave birth to a terrifying terror.

Whether it was his body, the nine -colored sword wheel, or the magical power he was preparing to shoot, was crushed under this pressure.

Xuan is “fluttering”.

Li Daochen’s knees were soft and knelt down.

At this time, he only felt that the two heavy mountains were pressed on his shoulders. The martial arts all his body were more solidified.

Li Daochen was embarrassed.

The disciples of Tibetan Jianshan were also stunned.

Everyone’s sight was looking at the direction of the coercion.

However, it is seen that the eyes are as good as the empty.

“Hum, if Grandma Bai didn’t show up, you waited for the eyes to be stared at, and he couldn’t see it.” Bai Su sneered.

She was very angry, but Su Yan was her future sword emperor.

If he died, how could she be an emperor?

Many disciples of Tibetan Jianshan also realized.

With only a ray of breath, Li Daochen’s motion of Li Daochen in the realm of Asians could not be moved. There, there must be a saint who must stand there.

“Saint!” Li Daochen was like golden paper.

He did not expect that there was a sage to protect the way around Su Yan.

In the world, those who can produce saints are at least a great force of the three -grade holy land level.

Does he come from three other ancestral ancestors.

For a while, Li Daochen noodles were ash.

Since there is a sage around Su Yan, it means that it is impossible to leave Su Yan.

His defeat will spread throughout the world.

Li Daochen, who is not the second sword in the same level, will be by a martial arts king who is several times lower than him, and a sword will destroy Dao’s heart.

Li Daochen can imagine that with his own stepping stone, he can definitely support this person to the sky.

(This chapter is finished)