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In countless pairs of unbelievable eyes, the instrumental soul of the Emperor's Blade is like a horrible nightmare from the dark hell, which directly drags the sword of heaven into the abyss of mansions that never rises.

It was also the moment when the peerless edge of Tianming Sword quietly disappeared.

The imperial blade of Emperor Xiang, nailed to Yuan Yuantu, sent out an extremely violent wave of power.

"bass...."

The strong sound of the sword groan swelled through the sky, and a series of rich dark light bloomed into the sky.

The invisible puppet momentum can be described as utterly terrible, exuding a terrible power that trembles everyone in the audience.

Everyone's face changed drastically.

Everyone was shocked by the heart of Wuxi Emperor Blade who constantly broke the original boundaries and sharply strengthened it.

Shocking scenes, wave after wave, one after another.

The undefeated God of War, Yuan Tu, was trembling all over his body. He didn't even have the strength of anger and roar. Blood kept flowing from his chest and mouth, and he lost the vitality of life.

Lose!

The defeat was terrible!

The priest, the **** of war, Jiliang, fell in the rubble below, and the star **** of war, Chiyan Ling, looked up at the far away picture without any resistance, and both fell into an endless abyss of despair.

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Killing is nothing but the point, why do you want to kill people?

This battle!

How many people killed.

How many hearts have been stunned!

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"Zhonglu ..." Tang Mochen, an extraordinary emperor, sighed deeply. He looked up and down the **** holy warrior stage, then looked at the young figure standing on the top of the stage, and shook his head. ,self-mumbling.

"I'm afraid it will change!"

Midland, I am afraid it will change.

The wind and clouds are rising, and today's battle will surely make Kyushu a sensation.

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"kill!"

"boom!"

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The one-sided killings are still happening.

Blunt blades, numb hands and feet.

But the mad revenge from Takezon did not stop because of the enemy's defeat.

This is the pain of returning.

It is even more desperate to return.

If the other way round, the other party will not have any kindness.

In the God of War Palace, many masters of the Thunder Saints quickly fell.

The arrogance and domineering that had been given to them, disappeared at this moment.

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As for the participants of the common Zongmen forces, they were directly defeated and completely burst.

No matter how much they cry for mercy, Wu Zong has no mercy at all.

"Don't kill me ... please, we know it's wrong."

A disciple of Charm Gate knelt in front of Wang Li, with extreme fear.

However, Wang Li said calmly, "If you do something wrong, you should pay the price ..."

"hiss!"

A rain of blood fluttered, begging for abrupt halt, and a helpless body fell into the pool of blood.

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On the battlefield, there is only victory and no mercy.

This is the choice they made before.

Obviously there is no trace of grievances, but when Wu Zong fell into despair, he participated in and fell down ... Such a person is not worth being forgiven at all.

"kill!"

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The killings continued, and the side known as the "piggins" showed a bloodthirsty side.

Looking at the disciples of Ares Palace one by one, the priest Ares Gion clenched his teeth, and his desire to rise from the ruins.

However, the next moment, the air flowed, and a young figure exuding a strong and energetic spirit appeared in front of him.

Qi Liang raised his head, and the glare of the light shone, making the other's face so difficult to look up.

"As a respect to you ... I will take you on my way ..."

The faint voice showed peace, and the tower-shaped floating slaughter swayed like a flame.

At this moment, Qi Liang had no choice but to struggle.

When Wu Yuan was defeated, the fate of this battle shrine today is already doomed.

Qi Liang's lips trembled slightly, and he whispered, "Hope is your strongest blow."

"Will do!"

The other said, Qi Liang closed his eyes frankly.

"Well ..."

The next moment, a pillar of violent torrent that shattered the sky directly broke through the sky.

Destructive shock waves that swayed mountains and rivers, such as the 10,000-year-old volcano that erupted in an instant, the earth fell apart and burst, and thousands of crushed stones turned into dust.

Suddenly, the entire jihad platform ceased to exist for an instant.

However, disappearing without a trace, there is the breath and figure of the priest, the **** of war, Qiliang.

Under the roaring wind and dust, there was only the young figure holding the floating slaughtering sword in the sharply cracked and ruined ruins.

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Li Shengyu, Situ Hanye, Ji Tao, Wei Yan and other talented geniuses could not help but raise an unspeakable compassion and desolation.

Fengyun ranking fourth.

God of war, priest.

Fall!

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At the same time, the star God of War Red Chi Ling has been shrouded in a dazzling golden Shenghui.

In front of her is the solemn six-winged ancestral butterfly Qiao Xiaowan.

After all, it is the most top genius of evil spirits on the Fengyun list.

Even if defeated!

It does not insult their dignity.

The intertwined golden Shenghui stirs the overbearing cyclone stream, and the Chiba Ling who is in it is closed with despair.

"It won't end like this ... hahahahaha ..."

Akira's mouth made a nearly insane laughter.

Then the magnificent golden stream injection, like the flame of the sky, drowned it directly.

The eleventh place in the situation list.

Xingshu God of War, Akagi Ling!

Fall!

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As for another executioner, Helian, still breathless.

The huge sharp icicle that ran across the platform of Jihad penetrated deeply into the table.

He Lianqi, is it dead or alive?

Not many people care.

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Jihad call.

Battle of the situation.

Cast with blood, stacked with human life.

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One by one, the Sky Wizards' permanent fall has disappeared, and one super star after another has risen strongly.

But no one thought that it was not the War God Palace, the Emperor Hong Temple, the major saints, but a small martial art that stood on top of the Fengyun list.

The eyes of the crowd revealed inexhaustible depth.

Mu Feng fused with the skeleton of the demon emperor.

With the six-wing imperial blood, Qiao Xiaowan.

Long Xuanshuang that reproduces the power of the Ice Emperor.

Huang Fu's love for the soul of the battle phoenix.

There is also the Holy Wing Tianyanque who burned the sky with his own demon power to support the entire defeat of Wu Zong.

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These people are all linked to the figure of the arrogant audience.

Midland!

It's going to change.

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The killing gradually came to an end.

At that moment, the moment when the last enemy's figure crashed down, it was completely a scarlet world in front of everyone.

awful!

Terrible!

The Ares Palace is without exception, all suffered a blood wash!

The Thunder Saints, apart from Lei Xinxin, who did not participate in the battle, Lei Xiaolan, encountered the slaughter.

However, the Zongmen forces that united and fell down the rocks directly flowed into the river.

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The fate that appeared on Ling Yunzong again.

The behemoth-like war **** palace finally fell to the Shura field called for jihad.

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The picture in front of it has made countless people into an infinite silence.

The funny thing is that because of the interception of Yizhou, the Xuanyang Palace and Qi Xiaoge were not able to enter the main battlefield.

They were isolated in the outer area, but they avoided the killing of Wu Zong.

However, they dare not even show up.

The eyes of He Yan, Yang Xu and others were full of terror.

The hearts of each of the two ancestors dangled in his throat, and I was afraid that Wu Zong would cast a deterrent look.

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Fortunately.

The Emperor Wuzong did not seem to point the butcher's knife this way.

Scarlet battlefield world.

One by one, all the disciples in Wuzong, soaked in blood, looked up at the blue sky.

Survived!

"Hahahahaha ..."

Everyone laughed.

It was ridiculous, two lines of blood and tears shed in his eyes.

Jihad call.

They have suffered too much.

Also lost too.

Although standing in the end, many companions stay here forever.

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"boom!"

Wu Yan knelt on both knees, and the hand holding the sword was finally released at this moment.

It feels so good to survive.

"Pei Min ... did you see that? We are at the top of Jihad ..."

Bae Hyun!

A name that touched everyone in Wu Zong.

Qiu Xingyi, Wang Li, Chi Qianying, Zhao Qingyi, including Chu Hen, couldn't help staring at the distant sky. In the distant Tianju Lake, an unyielding unicorn soul seemed to growl in Yangtian.

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"Survived!"

Wu Mian glowed with red eyes and a relaxed smile on her face.

"Wu Mian, your hand ..." Xiao Yan covered her mouth, panic.

Wu Mian looked down at the empty right arm, "It doesn't matter, when my second Wu Wu stepped into the Holy King's realm, this arm can slowly grow back again."

"Che, as long as you return to the Holy King Realm? My Ding Xiaoyun dare not say such things."

Ding Xiaoyun said as he stood on the shoulders of the wild monkey, which also lost a left leg.

"Hahahaha, I have dreams too!"

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These are all Wu Zong's little people.

I dare not even think that one day I can set foot on the holy war tower ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Looking at what they are at the moment, the clans of the major forces can't help but realize some.

For Wu Zong, it is already good to survive.

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At this moment, they are truly brave men on the top of the list.

Stand on top of the Holy War with the corpses of the War Shrine and Thunder Saints.

"Buzz ..."

At the same time, all beams of disciples and monsters rose with colorful beams of light.

For example, the light of the Thousands of Divine Rainbow rushed straight into the sky, and rushed towards the winged wings of the holy bird, the phantom of the divine bird. Under a pair of stunning eyes, the illusive body of the holy bird But the speed of the eyes is due to solidity.

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"Oh!"

The sacred wings of the Holy Wings that belonged to the entity danced in the air, then swept through the void, and then turned into a slender and beautiful shadow in the flames of sharp convergence.

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"Boom!"

Do not wait for everyone to calm down, sudden mountains and rivers shaking, Jiuxiao changed color.

The two lanes on the No. 1 jihad stage are engraved with dragons, and the golden pillars of the heavenly pillars are glowing with extremely ancient ancient rune secrets.

Countless channels of aurora are interlaced.

The mesa in the middle of the jihad platform quickly cracked. With the sound of wind and thunder, a huge stone slowly rose from the ground.

"Wow ..."

The ancient majestic atmosphere spreads in all directions, and the steles stand on the platform, and there are eye-catching names on the stele.

From top to bottom, there are no more, no less, and there are fifty.

Looking at this scene, the list of geniuses can not help but realize.

The four emperors of the Emperor's Palace, Lin Yingzhang, a family of five elements, Situ Hanye of Fengshuang City, Yizhou of Hanyunzong and others all took a deep breath.

"Funyun list, it's time to refresh!"