Numerous dense raindrops gather around the body of Jian Chen. Every drop of rain is made up of powerful light and holy forces, which exudes sharp air. Immediately, numerous raindrops are turned into white under the control of Jian Chen. The streamer shot at the killer who was rushing around.

The killers waved their short swords against the raindrops. For a time, the raindrops collided with the shorts and burst into a clanging voice. More than half of these killers are in the realm of the Holy Land, and the rest are the strongest in the realm of the Sky Master. The killers who only have the land sages will touch the raindrops every time, and the body will tremble fiercely. The seemingly inconspicuous raindrops contain powerful and terrible power.

"Ah!" A killer who only had the strength of the Land Master was shot on the body by a drop of rain, directly piercing his body. The violent pain made him scream, and the hands in his hands were not only slow, Immediately more and more raindrops shot through the body and died directly.

The screams came one after another. Only a moment later, those who only had the strength of the earthly priests died. The body was shot by the raindrops without exception, and the blood was stained red.

Now, only four people in the Sky Master are still struggling to support, but their progress has been prevented by the intensive raindrops. Not only can they not advance, but they are also rapidly retreating under the rain-dense offensive. .

"Windhouse master, still not ready to shoot!" A killer shouted.

In the distance, the little girl who looked like a 12-year-old girl flashed in the eyes, and the small sword that was taken in the hands of Jian Chen seemed to be controlled. He immediately flew out from the hands of Jian Chen and turned it into a Silver mans shot at the eyebrows of Jian Chen.

Jian Chen’s eyes condensed, and suddenly, a hint of purple-green light appeared in his eyes, and the little sword controlled by the seemingly little girl’s windhouse master immediately stopped in front of Jian Chen’s eyebrows, then in the sword. Under the anti-control of the dust, it was turned into a lightning moment, and the target pointed to the little girl, and on the little sword, there was a hint of purple sword.

"Sacred Light Sword!" The sword dust distracted, the palm of the hand was vain, and the four-handed sacred light of the Holy Light Sword suddenly came out from his hand, and then turned into a silver mans shot to the four who had the Sky Master. The killer of strength.

The four killers rushed out of their mouths, and their faces became pale and their bodies fell on the ground.

The windy lord, who looked like a little girl, was shot through the chest by Xiaojian. His face turned pale and instantly, and a trace of black blood flowed out of her mouth. It was already poisonous.

"Hey!"

The sound of breaking the air came from behind, I saw the little sword that passed through the chest of the little girl, and returned from the distant road under the control of Jian Chen. With a trace of purple and purple sword, she was wearing a chest from the back of the little girl. And, once again, fell into the hands of Jian Chen.

The little girl snorted and forced to press down the toxins that were spreading rapidly in the body. Now the feet suddenly slammed into the ground, and the air rose and fled toward the distance.

Jian Chen does not intend to let go of the little girl. Although the age of the little girl seems to be only twelve or three years old, Jian Chen knows clearly that her true age is more than that.

"Sacred Light Sword!" Jian Chen slammed low, a sacred light sword quickly condensed, and the wave turned into a Changhong emptiness, chasing the little girl.

The little girl’s escaped body suddenly turned around in the air, and a short sword like the black man appeared in her hand, and she slammed it toward the Holy Light Sword.

With a roar, the Light Sword was broken, and the little girl squirted a blood, and the body fell directly from the air, and the poison in the body lost the suppression of the Holy Power, and immediately broke out. Let her face quickly become black.

At this time, the sky was overwhelmed, and a huge pressure was filled between the heavens and the earth. I saw the giant sword in the hands of Yang Ling until the sky, emitting a glaring red awn, and a layer of horrible heat emanating from the giant sword. Let the surrounding air rise rapidly.

"Let you try my heavenly combat skills!" Yang Ling burst into a burst, and the giant sword in his hand slammed down and slashed to the nearest killer.

Although the killers have the strength of the Sky Master, they have not yet reached the peak. They are far from the masters of the six-turned sky sage of Yangling, and they are directly impossibly oppressed by the pressure of the heavenly warfare.

The giant sword exudes dazzling red awns from the necks of the four killers, directly smashing their heads, and then continues to head toward the fifth killer.

The killer was no longer able to escape, shouted, and tried his best to strike the fiery red sword that locked himself.

With a fierce roar, the killer's short sword was immediately bounced, and the fiery red sword was inserted into his chest with lightning speed, and the flames contained in the giant sword were also counted. Into the body of the killer.

"Ah!" The killer made a painful scream. His entire body quickly became red with the speed visible to the naked eye, and then a flame emerged from him. The flame quickly expanded and turned into a sea of ​​fire. The killer drowned and soon burned his body to ashes.

Yang Ling’s one-day battle technique directly killed five of the same-level masters, leaving only one of the six men besieging him.

"Yangling, you are going to catch the little girl, these people are handed over to me to deal with it." Jian Chen said in a loud voice, and immediately there are five sacred light swords condensed, each of the five sacred lights Both are four meters long and emit powerful energy fluctuations, which are obviously more powerful.

These five sacred lights are already the most powerful sacred swords that Jian Chen can now condense. They are much more powerful than the sacred light swords he has just displayed, because these five sacred swords are swords. After the dust came back from the painting, after ten days of retreat, the methods obtained after the enlightenment were displayed.

"Yes, Master Yang Yutian!" Yang Ling immediately responded and chased in the direction of the little girl.

Looking at the light sword that floated on the sword dust, the power of the killer is obviously stronger, and the remaining killers can't help but change.

"Withdraw!" One of them snorted and no longer had the heart of war. He fled with a serious wound to the distance, and the subsequent four also fled in different directions.

However, before they ran far, the four-handed Light Swords that floated around Jian Chen immediately flew out, chasing them up several times faster than them, and deeply penetrated into the backs of the five killers. Then, the Holy Light Sword burst into bursts, and the powerful energy directly smashed the bodies of the five killers, turning into the blood of the sky and dyeing the sky.

After the death of the five killers, Yang Ling also flew from a distance, and in his hand, the little girl was lifted, and at this moment the little girl's face was black and black, apparently already poisoned.

Yang Ling threw the little **** the ground and said: "Yang Yutian master, I have already caught people, you are fine."

"I'm fine, I can't hurt me with the strength of these people." Jian Chen sorted out some messy clothes. The middle-aged woman had beaten him in the palm of his hand, but the palm of his hand could not hurt the sword. The chaotic body of dust, and the chilly breath that was sent into the body of the sword dust under the force of chaos, immediately dissipated into the invisible.

Jian Chen came to the little girl and stared at her coldly and asked: "Forging the material of this little sword, where did you get it?"

The little girl stared at Jian Chen with a sneer, and said in an old tone: "A dying person, asking so much, asking is also a white question, because you don't have much time to live, no one can From the chasing and killing of our Jurassic Temple, even the Holy King can't do it." The little girl's voice is very hoarse, which is very inconsistent with her superficial age. It is easier to believe that she is a 70-80-year-old woman. .

The sword dust looks heavy and says: "If you say where the material of this small sword is obtained, I may be able to spare you a life." For the material of this small sword, Jian Chen is very concerned, because this is One of the materials for refining the purple and blue swords is called Tianling Stone, and the natural stone that he lives now is far from enough. Because of the refinement of the purple and blue swords, the demand for the astrorites is very large. It occupies almost a quarter of the sum of all materials.

"I want to get a little bit of news from my mouth!" the little girl whispered, then closed her eyes directly.

Jian Chen stared at the little girl and stared at the meeting. Shen Sheng said: "Yang Ling, restrict her action, bring her to the General Union!"

"Hey!" Suddenly, a black blood spouted from the mouth of the little girl, and the little girl's entire body fell softly to the ground, completely losing her vitality.

Yang Ling quickly checked the body of the young girl and said: "Master Yang Yutian, she has committed suicide by self-disruption."

Jian Chen was silent, and looked at the hand-stained poisonous little sword. He silently collected it and turned to the carriage. He said: "Continue to hurry and return to the General Union!"

The driver who was sitting in the carriage drove off the car and came to the side of Jian Chen with a look of concern: "Dear the bright sage master, you are not hurt, now the road is already unsafe, fast. On the carriage, the old slave immediately rushed back to the union."

Jian Chen was silent and went straight to the carriage. Now he is thinking about the little sword. The assassination of these killers does not have any influence on him. He has experienced killing countless times in this life. Small scenes have long been commonplace.

However, when the half of Jian Chen had already got into the carriage, the driver of the chariot had a dagger in his hand, and slammed it toward the back of Jian Chen. If this shot was stabbed, the dagger The heart of the sword dust will be pierced directly from the back.

In the eyes of Jian Chen, the fine mans flashed, and then the corner of his mouth showed a sneer.

The thorn of the dagger was on the back of Jian Chen, but it only pierced the clothes on the back of Jian Chen. When the sharp tip of the knife just touched the body of Jian Chen, it seemed to hit a piece of firm steel. No more progress can be made.

The driver's face changed slightly, but his reaction was very rapid. The power of the Holy Spirit in the body was continuously injected into the dagger, so that he could use it all his time on the dagger. But no matter how hard he tried, the dagger would never be able to advance one minute. It seems that there is a piece of hard steel that blocks the road of the dagger.

"Touch!" At this time, Yang Ling arrived, and said nothing about the direct punch on the driver, the driver drove a distance of ten meters, poured on the ground and spit blood.

"Bastard, I didn't expect you to drive the car is actually a killer!" Yang Ling screamed at the driver, and at this moment he violently thundered, as a personal guard of Jian Chen, he made two mistakes in such a short time, if it was changed The rest of the sixth-order Guangshi Shengshi, I am afraid that I have not lived until now.

Jian Chen got out of the carriage and looked at the driver with a complex look. He exclaimed: "The good hidden means are not only silent when you are shooting, but also there is no chance to sneak out, actually let me both Without a little bit of awareness, you must be a trained person, I don't know which organization you belong to."

"Ground - prison - door!" said the coachman, and his eyes were fixed on Jian Chen. "If you don't have a defensive treasure, you are now dead in my hell." In the hands of you."

The corner of Jian Chen’s mouth showed a sneer, muttering: “Hell Gate, Luo Luo Dian, Tian Yuan’s three major killer organizations actually came to the second. The people who want to kill me really can see me, that is, those who don’t know the blood sword door. Participated in it!" After that, a sacred light sword condensed in the hands of Jian Chen, directly shot at the driver. The driver only had the strength of the earthly sanctuary. Now he has been hit hard under Yangling’s fist. At this moment, the sword is not able to escape from the sword, and he died directly.

"Yangling, then you will drive to the trade union, and this time, my life may not be flat."

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