"Why does this Dao Zhi Jian have a sense of familiarity?"

Behind Chijian Zhenjun, Qi Shangruan Yu looked at Wang Xiao's moves, but his face changed. He felt more familiar and lingered.

Wang Renhua also frowned. He has served as the garrison of the western border for more than 1000 years. Most of his life has been in the western border, and he has seen the rise of talents in the western border.

Now seeing Wang Xiao's sword moves, like Qi Shangruan Yu, there is a familiar feeling.

One person may be an illusion, but can two people still be an illusion.

Wang Renhua looked at Qi Shangruan Yu, and Qi Shangruan Yu also looked at Wang Renhua.

"It's the 'Qingqi three rotation sword' of solitary moon nine thistle!"

Looking at each other, Qi Shangruan Yu suddenly exclaimed, and a legendary story also appeared in Wang Renhua's mind.

Six hundred years ago, the top genius in the northern cold region.

Solitary moon nine thistle, a legendary figure 600 years ago, was killed by contemporary taizai and the ancestors of Golden Lion Xinjiang.

In the early years, Gu yuejiu thistle was good at using sword and made great achievements in kendo. He was famous for his "Qingxuan sword Qi" in the ancient country of Xieyang. The famous sword skill was one finger sword, which was called "Qingqi Sanxuan sword".

Although the name of Qingqi Sanxuan sword is simple, it is extremely powerful.

Qi Shangruan Yu and Gu yuejiu Ji were also the strong ones of their peers. At that time, Qi Shangruan Yu was still the leader of the family, but Gu yuejiu Ji was a strong leader.

It's just a golden elixir cultivation, but it has a clear rotating sword spirit. With the three selected swords of clear Qi, it defeated the young talents of the other seven cultivation races alone, and then became Yuanying's great ability, and then used the "three rotating swords of clear Qi" to cross the ancient country of setting sun.

After that, he went to Dujie and Jin Huashen, like eating and drinking water, and then broke through the northern cold region with the "Qingqi three rotating sword", which soon became known as the northern cold region.

Only because of the "fall of the little prince of the Golden Lion Xinjiang state" was jointly killed by the ancestors of the Golden Lion Xinjiang state and taizai. There may be other Xinmi, but few people know it.

Qi Shangruan Yu and Wang Renhua don't know or want to know.

Now "Qingqi Sanxuan sword" came out again. Both of them looked at Wang Xiao with a complex look and guessed the real identity of Wang Xiao for a while.

"Well, the dying man, don't think about it."

Immediately, Wang Xiao shook his head again. Seeing that Wang Xiao pointed to the sword "Qingqi Sanxuan sword", it was not as graceful as the nine thistles flying in the lonely moon. Obviously, it was just a beginner, and it would not be the opponent of the real king of Chijian.

However, as soon as the voice fell, I heard a loud noise. When I looked again, I saw Wang Xiao suppressed by the blood pill Ding and snatched out.

The top-grade Ruyi divine Soldier Blood pill tripod was also swept away by the three sword Qi made by Wang Xiao's sword.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom~

Bursts of wailing of the blood pill tripod can be heard all the time.

"Even the top-grade Ruyi magic soldiers are flying!"

The people who watched in the dark lost their voice at the same time, and all of them were shocked by the scene in front of them.

However, Qi Shangruan Yu was very clear that the Qi three whirl sword combined with the Qi three whirl sword could not defeat Ruyi.

In Wang Xiao's body, he not only saw "finger sword · Qingqi three rotation sword", but also felt a trace of Qingxuan sword Qi in Qingqi three rotation sword.

The combination of the two is extremely brave, but Qi Shangruan Yu was still shocked by Wang Xiao and was able to break your blood pill tripod.

Because Wang Xiao is just getting started. Neither "Qingqi Sanxuan sword" nor "Qingxuan sword Qi" is as good as the solitary moon Jiuji in those days.

The absolute control over the power of heaven and earth and the power of scolding God and dominating the body make Wang Xiao's "pointing sword · Qingqi three rotation sword" incomparable and extremely brave. Although it is only sword Qi, it is difficult to shake even ordinary Lingbao.

Although Chijian Zhenjun has the cultivation of crossing the robbery, he wants to kill Wang Xiao just by relying on a top-grade Ruyi divine soldier. In Wang Xiao's opinion, it's really fantastic.

However, there was no room for the red sword king to think more. Wang Xiao killed him with his sword, and the golden sword Qi burst out and turned into three. It seemed that there was room for cutting and splitting, and he could only cut away quickly towards the red sword God King.

"Thunder · Dharma sword!"

Take back the mourning blood pill tripod, and the red sword is a big hand of Zhenjun.

Suddenly the sky and the earth turned pale, and the silver thunder arc protruded from the clouds, forming a frightening thunder sword in mid air.

The thunder sword hung over Wang Xiao's head. With the thunder force, the sword awned into a huge dragon, making a terrible dragon chant, and rushed at Wang Xiao with invincible momentum.

"If I don't kill you today, I should lead my neck and kill myself!"

He is a famous true monarch of Dujie for a long time. Although his cultivation is still in the early stage of Dujie, he is not just a Yuanying friar to offend.

Today, I made many moves. First, I failed to intimidate, and then I was suppressed by Xuedan Ding. All of them were cracked by Wang Xiao one by one. I not only endured Wang Xiao's ridicule, but also faced the eyes of everyone.

In the heart, the frustration and anger are intertwined, and the shame and unwillingness are mixed, which turns into a raging anger, which explodes the anger of Chijian Zhenjun to the extreme.

The hair originally bound by the hair crown suddenly took off the crown, stood up, and then fell. The mighty red sword Zhenjun was like crazy for a moment.

The silver dragon, who smiled at Wang in the broken air raid, glowed red all over, and then the whole body was full of blood light, just like the Shura dragon.

The aura of Chijian Zhenjun's whole body gathered and stirred, and the thunder and wind roared, and his blood rolled with it. The terrible pressure soared in an instant. For a moment, it was pressed within a radius of 600 feet. Friar Yuanying arched his back and resisted with luck. No friar Jindan stood on the ground, and Friar ningdan exploded directly.

At this moment, Chijian Zhenjun went all out without reservation. The wind and cloud changed greatly. The clear and cloudless sky was covered with dark clouds and the city was about to be destroyed.

The sudden rainfall seems to be announcing the collapse of Xinyue city and hanyue family.

In the rain, a ray of thunder turns into a dragon. There is no match from top to bottom.

At this moment, Wang Xiao's fingerprints were tied and his heart was moved. A barrier blocked Gu Yue Jinghong's face, which resisted most of the remaining power of Dujie Zhenjun's all-out attack for Gu Yue Jinghong.

In Crescent City, whether ordinary Qianshou or friar, his face was full of despair and looked up at the sky as if he had seen the end of the world.

Red sword Zhenjun's strike was enough to destroy the whole Crescent City.

"Even if I kill myself, I'll kill you!"

Hearing the speech, Wang Xiaoxiao smiled with disdain. First, he punched into the sky. The power of terror came from the fist, and the power of the fist shook and went straight into the sky!

It's a fight with flesh fist.

Boom!

A blow of wind and rain, no gods in the world.

The sound of air explosion was heard, and the fist power rippled. It turned into the thunder arc sword of the red dragon, which was fragmented in an instant.

Then the sound of boxing exploded and dispersed the dark clouds that pressed the city. The sky was washed, and the wind, rain, thunder and electricity stopped!

"This... How is this possible?"

Chijian Zhenjun returned to his senses, and his pupils contracted uncontrollably, and immediately wanted to escape through the air.

"Cut!"

How could Wang Xiao let Chijian Zhenjun escape? It was both Qingxuan sword Qi and Qingqi triple spin sword. The golden sword awn came quickly, which was more than ten times faster than that of the last Chijian Zhenjun.

This sword, with the antelope hanging its horn, is more mysterious than what Wang Xiao did before, as if it were made in heaven.

Chijian Zhenjun sees that he can't hide, so he wants to pick it up.

"No, Zhenjun, hide quickly. This sword is dangerous!"

But Qi Shangruan Yu's face suddenly changed. He looked at the king and smiled. Suddenly, he felt that he saw the lonely moon nine thistle.

However, Qi Shangruan Yu's voice could not be faster than Wang Xiao's sword. The sword Qi ran through the red sword Zhenjun.

The body of Chijian Zhenjun was immediately fixed in place, and a sword scar extended from the top of his head to the place where his robe was missing.

Then the robe on his body slowed down a step and burst, and his body was cut in half like tofu. The sword Qi was scattered, and his flesh and blood and yuan God were twisted into pieces without leaving a trace.

One sword cuts down, the red sword is the real king, and the gods and forms are destroyed!