Chapter 683
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Wanjian Pavilion in Guangzhou is worthy of being one of the most powerful sects in the past. Even at this time, almost all the disciples and arrays of the sword Pavilion gathered in the burial sword Lake on the top of the mountain. However, the sword array composed of more than 20 disciples guarding the mountain gate can still easily block the general master of Zhangyuan's birth and death.
However, the great master who attacked this time is not a general great master, but a half saint who has already stepped on the last bridge of heaven and earth, and is a terrible triple of semi saints!
Therefore, the mountain guarding disciples of the sword Pavilion, which were upside down and suspended in the air, could only watch this not tall figure and disappear into the wanjian Pavilion step by step.
In the wanjian Pavilion, the dark tide surges, and the temperature on the high mountain is also very low. Even the wind whistling in the ear has a sharp breath that makes the skin tingle.
The moonlight was like water, and the Grand National Master stepped forward alone on the road of the sword Pavilion. Beside him were lofts like swords piercing into the sky.
The great power division looked around, and then a slightly harsh voice came out:
"the sharp breath here is very strong, and the wanjian Pavilion really deserves its reputation."
In wanjian Pavilion, everything you can see is sharp and sharp, because this sect believes in sharpness and indomitable purity.
None of the Jian Ge around the Grand National Master was lit up, which means that all the disciples have gathered to bury the sword Lake. After all, for the wanjian Pavilion, it is more important for the master to become a saint than anything else. Even if the whole sword pavilion was destroyed, it was just a matter of waving hands for a saint to rebuild a sect.
The great national master who went to wanjian Pavilion at night was not in a hurry. Instead, he was like a tourist, holding his hand behind his back and touring slowly on the wide road. After a moment, he might have seen almost everything. His right foot was raised and he stepped lightly on the ground. The whole figure turned into a virtual shadow and rose towards the sky.
At the top of wanjian mountain, the huge buried sword Lake at this time is a world-wide difference compared with the past. Countless blue sharp air occupies the void above the lake, as if covering the whole night sky with a thin green yarn. At the same time, under the bright moonlight, a huge green lotus is looming in the green gauze.
Around the tomb of sword Lake, there are a lot of disciples from the sword Pavilion. These disciples have combined the Qi from all over the body to form a big array of heaven and earth grinding plates to cover the whole lake.
This big array composed of tens of thousands of disciples is the real world grinding table, which is different from the one out of the mountain gate!
On the surface of the buried sword Lake, the girl Jiansheng sat cross legged, closed her eyes and breathed. She felt a wave stronger than one in the center of the lake. She nodded slightly and murmured softly:
"fast, fast!"
Murong and Hualian are ready to formally attack the sage after Nirvana blooms. However, the momentum of Qinglian unconsciously radiates is the supreme sword Qi that cuts off all things. Therefore, the closer you get to the lake, the more powerful the sword Qi will be and the greater the pressure will be.
A girl born with the heart of a sword can bear the extreme edge of the sword than anyone else. Therefore, when Qinglian was just taking shape, she sat in the center of the lake and guarded it closely. As time went on, she sat more and more outside. By this time, she was on the edge of the burial sword Lake.
Feeling the sharp pain all over his body, Jiansheng opened his eyes, stood up slowly, and was ready to take another step out. But just after the girl took a step, a very harsh sound of the sword came directly from the bottom of the mountain and rang through the sky in an instant.
As soon as the sound of the sword appeared, the young swordsman suddenly turned around and directly stretched out her hand to draw out a piece of soul silk sword from the void. She opened her mouth and let out a roar:
"ten thousand sword Pavilion disciple, fight!"
Then the whole sword was blazing in the sky, and then the whole sword disappeared into the sky.
Jiansheng raised his head, and all the disciples of wanjian Pavilion held their breath and were absorbed in the void. They were directly carrying the extremely violent breath. With the momentum of thundering, from top to bottom, they impacted on the sea of stars composed of countless sword spirits.
The great national master, who had always been timid and hid behind the scenes, was suddenly in the sky above the tomb sword Lake. Unexpectedly, he released all his momentum without any hesitation. At the same time, a dark black color merged into the huge field under the night, and with a transparent water mirror, it expanded rapidly.
On the empty sky of the tomb sword Lake, beside the full moon, there appears a dark black falling meteor!
In the next second, the grand national master, who completely released his arrogance, clashed with the heaven and earth millstone array, which turned into stars all over the sky.
This is not a contest between sword and shield, because the defense believed in by the disciples of wanjian Pavilion is attack.
So the sky above the lake is a duel between swords and spears!
All arrays in the world have array eyes, and the eye of this big array of heaven and earth millstone that covers the whole sky is the Jiansheng girl who stands on the lake and holds a sword of soul. She who owns Jiansheng is one of the few friars in wanjian Pavilion who can bear the blessing of the whole array.At this time, in the pale silver eyes of Jian Sheng, the gray hair of the great master like a needle sticking out and the void around it was distorted by the shocking and vulgar momentum. The girl's face was not gorgeous, but she was full of perseverance. Her lips were tightly closed, her right foot stepped forward, and the Ling Luo sword, which was full of dim starlight, pierced directly forward.
On the next breath, countless sword spirits intertwined in circles on the sky rose up in an instant. With the Ling Luo sword thrusting out, the whole huge star grinding plate shrinks inward and kills the great master of great learning madly.
Millstones, which are used to grind grains in the summer, play an extremely important role. But at this time, what was grinded in the millstone was not like the flow of beans and wheat, but a triple Saint overhaul!
The whole world began to roll, grinding the air, dust, everything under its cover, including the great national master who ran into it!
Around the great national master, there are swords constantly whistling in all directions, and every inch of space is full of misty sharpness.
With its sharp edge, the soul of the sword began to cut the dark blue area around the grand national master and made a piercing sound.
"The forbidden area of wanjian Pavilion is hidden sword Lake, intruder, death!"
On the surface of the lake, in his eyes, he killed the contented Jiansheng. He took a step forward again, and roared all over the sky. Then Qi Qi, a disciple of wanjian Pavilion, yelled: "death!"
With the roar, the heaven and earth grinding board sword array shrinks again, and the dark blue area in the center of the sword array is directly polished off a whole layer!
The fall of the great national master stopped instantly.
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Wanjian Pavilion in Guangzhou is worthy of being one of the most powerful sects in the past. Even at this time, almost all the disciples and arrays of the sword Pavilion gathered in the burial sword Lake on the top of the mountain. However, the sword array composed of more than 20 disciples guarding the mountain gate can still easily block the general master of Zhangyuan's birth and death.
However, the great master who attacked this time is not a general great master, but a half saint who has already stepped on the last bridge of heaven and earth, and is a terrible triple of semi saints!
Therefore, the mountain guarding disciples of the sword Pavilion, which were upside down and suspended in the air, could only watch this not tall figure and disappear into the wanjian Pavilion step by step.
In the wanjian Pavilion, the dark tide surges, and the temperature on the high mountain is also very low. Even the wind whistling in the ear has a sharp breath that makes the skin tingle.
The moonlight was like water, and the Grand National Master stepped forward alone on the road of the sword Pavilion. Beside him were lofts like swords piercing into the sky.
The great power division looked around, and then a slightly harsh voice came out:
"the sharp breath here is very strong, and the wanjian Pavilion really deserves its reputation."
In wanjian Pavilion, everything you can see is sharp and sharp, because this sect believes in sharpness and indomitable purity.
None of the Jian Ge around the Grand National Master was lit up, which means that all the disciples have gathered to bury the sword Lake. After all, for the wanjian Pavilion, it is more important for the master to become a saint than anything else. Even if the whole sword pavilion was destroyed, it was just a matter of waving hands for a saint to rebuild a sect.
The great national master who went to wanjian Pavilion at night was not in a hurry. Instead, he was like a tourist, holding his hand behind his back and touring slowly on the wide road. After a moment, he might have seen almost everything. His right foot was raised and he stepped lightly on the ground. The whole figure turned into a virtual shadow and rose towards the sky.
At the top of wanjian mountain, the huge buried sword Lake at this time is a world-wide difference compared with the past. Countless blue sharp air occupies the void above the lake, as if covering the whole night sky with a thin green yarn. At the same time, under the bright moonlight, a huge green lotus is looming in the green gauze.
Around the tomb of sword Lake, there are a lot of disciples from the sword Pavilion. These disciples have combined the Qi from all over the body to form a big array of heaven and earth grinding plates to cover the whole lake.
This big array composed of tens of thousands of disciples is the real world grinding table, which is different from the one out of the mountain gate!
On the surface of the buried sword Lake, the girl Jiansheng sat cross legged, closed her eyes and breathed. She felt a wave stronger than one in the center of the lake. She nodded slightly and murmured softly:
"fast, fast!"
Murong and Hualian are ready to formally attack the sage after Nirvana blooms. However, the momentum of Qinglian unconsciously radiates is the supreme sword Qi that cuts off all things. Therefore, the closer you get to the lake, the more powerful the sword Qi will be and the greater the pressure will be.
A girl born with the heart of a sword can bear the extreme edge of the sword than anyone else. Therefore, when Qinglian was just taking shape, she sat in the center of the lake and guarded it closely. As time went on, she sat more and more outside. By this time, she was on the edge of the burial sword Lake.
Feeling the sharp pain all over his body, Jiansheng opened his eyes, stood up slowly, and was ready to take another step out. But just after the girl took a step, a very harsh sound of the sword came directly from the bottom of the mountain and rang through the sky in an instant.
As soon as the sound of the sword appeared, the young swordsman suddenly turned around and directly stretched out her hand to draw out a piece of soul silk sword from the void. She opened her mouth and let out a roar:
"ten thousand sword Pavilion disciple, fight!"
Then the whole sword was blazing in the sky, and then the whole sword disappeared into the sky.
Jiansheng raised his head, and all the disciples of wanjian Pavilion held their breath and were absorbed in the void. They were directly carrying the extremely violent breath. With the momentum of thundering, from top to bottom, they impacted on the sea of stars composed of countless sword spirits.
The great national master, who had always been timid and hid behind the scenes, was suddenly in the sky above the tomb sword Lake. Unexpectedly, he released all his momentum without any hesitation. At the same time, a dark black color merged into the huge field under the night, and with a transparent water mirror, it expanded rapidly.
On the empty sky of the tomb sword Lake, beside the full moon, there appears a dark black falling meteor!
In the next second, the grand national master, who completely released his arrogance, clashed with the heaven and earth millstone array, which turned into stars all over the sky.
This is not a contest between sword and shield, because the defense believed in by the disciples of wanjian Pavilion is attack.
So the sky above the lake is a duel between swords and spears!
All arrays in the world have array eyes, and the eye of this big array of heaven and earth millstone that covers the whole sky is the Jiansheng girl who stands on the lake and holds a sword of soul. She who owns Jiansheng is one of the few friars in wanjian Pavilion who can bear the blessing of the whole array.At this time, in the pale silver eyes of Jian Sheng, the gray hair of the great master like a needle sticking out and the void around it was distorted by the shocking and vulgar momentum. The girl's face was not gorgeous, but she was full of perseverance. Her lips were tightly closed, her right foot stepped forward, and the Ling Luo sword, which was full of dim starlight, pierced directly forward.
On the next breath, countless sword spirits intertwined in circles on the sky rose up in an instant. With the Ling Luo sword thrusting out, the whole huge star grinding plate shrinks inward and kills the great master of great learning madly.
Millstones, which are used to grind grains in the summer, play an extremely important role. But at this time, what was grinded in the millstone was not like the flow of beans and wheat, but a triple Saint overhaul!
The whole world began to roll, grinding the air, dust, everything under its cover, including the great national master who ran into it!
Around the great national master, there are swords constantly whistling in all directions, and every inch of space is full of misty sharpness.
With its sharp edge, the soul of the sword began to cut the dark blue area around the grand national master and made a piercing sound.
"The forbidden area of wanjian Pavilion is hidden sword Lake, intruder, death!"
On the surface of the lake, in his eyes, he killed the contented Jiansheng. He took a step forward again, and roared all over the sky. Then Qi Qi, a disciple of wanjian Pavilion, yelled: "death!"
With the roar, the heaven and earth grinding board sword array shrinks again, and the dark blue area in the center of the sword array is directly polished off a whole layer!
The fall of the great national master stopped instantly.
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Wanjian Pavilion in Guangzhou is worthy of being one of the most powerful sects in the past. Even at this time, almost all the disciples and arrays of the sword Pavilion gathered in the burial sword Lake on the top of the mountain. However, the sword array composed of more than 20 disciples guarding the mountain gate can still easily block the general master of Zhangyuan's birth and death. However, the great master who attacked this time is not a general great master, but a half saint who has already stepped on the last bridge of heaven and earth, and is a terrible triple of semi saints! Therefore, the mountain guarding disciples of the sword Pavilion, which were upside down and suspended in the air, could only watch this not tall figure and disappear into the wanjian Pavilion step by step. In the wanjian Pavilion, the dark tide surges, and the temperature on the high mountain is also very low. Even the wind whistling in the ear has a sharp breath that makes the skin tingle. The moonlight was like water, and the Grand National Master stepped forward alone on the road of the sword Pavilion. Beside him were lofts like swords piercing into the sky. The great power division looked around, and then a slightly harsh voice came out: "the sharp breath here is very strong, and the wanjian Pavilion really deserves its reputation." In wanjian Pavilion, everything you can see is sharp and sharp, because this sect believes in sharpness and indomitable purity. None of the Jian Ge around the Grand National Master was lit up, which means that all the disciples have gathered to bury the sword Lake. After all, for the wanjian Pavilion, it is more important for the master to become a saint than anything else. Even if the whole sword pavilion was destroyed, it was just a matter of waving hands for a saint to rebuild a sect. The great national master who went to wanjian Pavilion at night was not in a hurry. Instead, he was like a tourist, holding his hand behind his back and touring slowly on the wide road. After a moment, he might have seen almost everything. His right foot was raised and he stepped lightly on the ground. The whole figure turned into a virtual shadow and rose towards the sky. At the top of wanjian mountain, the huge buried sword Lake at this time is a world-wide difference compared with the past. Countless blue sharp air occupies the void above the lake, as if covering the whole night sky with a thin green yarn. At the same time, under the bright moonlight, a huge green lotus is looming in the green gauze. Around the tomb of sword Lake, there are a lot of disciples from the sword Pavilion. These disciples have combined the Qi from all over the body to form a big array of heaven and earth grinding plates to cover the whole lake. This big array composed of tens of thousands of disciples is the real world grinding table, which is different from the one out of the mountain gate! On the surface of the buried sword Lake, the girl Jiansheng sat cross legged, closed her eyes and breathed. She felt a wave stronger than one in the center of the lake. She nodded slightly and murmured softly: "fast, fast!" Murong and Hualian are ready to formally attack the sage after Nirvana blooms. However, the momentum of Qinglian unconsciously radiates is the supreme sword Qi that cuts off all things. Therefore, the closer you get to the lake, the more powerful the sword Qi will be and the greater the pressure will be. A girl born with the heart of a sword can bear the extreme edge of the sword than anyone else. Therefore, when Qinglian was just taking shape, she sat in the center of the lake and guarded it closely. As time went on, she sat more and more outside. By this time, she was on the edge of the burial sword Lake. Feeling the sharp pain all over his body, Jiansheng opened his eyes, stood up slowly, and was ready to take another step out. But just after the girl took a step, a very harsh sound of the sword came directly from the bottom of the mountain and rang through the sky in an instant. As soon as the sound of the sword appeared, the young swordsman suddenly turned around and directly stretched out her hand to draw out a piece of soul silk sword from the void. She opened her mouth and let out a roar: "ten thousand sword Pavilion disciple, fight!" Then the whole sword was blazing in the sky, and then the whole sword disappeared into the sky. Jiansheng raised his head, and all the disciples of wanjian Pavilion held their breath and were absorbed in the void. They were directly carrying the extremely violent breath. With the momentum of thundering, from top to bottom, they impacted on the sea of stars composed of countless sword spirits. The great national master, who had always been timid and hid behind the scenes, was suddenly in the sky above the tomb sword Lake. Unexpectedly, he released all his momentum without any hesitation. At the same time, a dark black color merged into the huge field under the night, and with a transparent water mirror, it expanded rapidly. On the empty sky of the tomb sword Lake, beside the full moon, there appears a dark black falling meteor! In the next second, the grand national master, who completely released his arrogance, clashed with the heaven and earth millstone array, which turned into stars all over the sky. This is not a contest between sword and shield, because the defense believed in by the disciples of wanjian Pavilion is attack. So the sky above the lake is a duel between swords and spears! All arrays in the world have array eyes, and the eye of this big array of heaven and earth millstone that covers the whole sky is the Jiansheng girl who stands on the lake and holds a sword of soul. She who owns Jiansheng is one of the few friars in wanjian Pavilion who can bear the blessing of the whole array.At this time, in the pale silver eyes of Jian Sheng, the gray hair of the great master like a needle sticking out and the void around it was distorted by the shocking and vulgar momentum. The girl's face was not gorgeous, but she was full of perseverance. Her lips were tightly closed, her right foot stepped forward, and the Ling Luo sword, which was full of dim starlight, pierced directly forward. On the next breath, countless sword spirits intertwined in circles on the sky rose up in an instant. With the Ling Luo sword thrusting out, the whole huge star grinding plate shrinks inward and kills the great master of great learning madly. Millstones, which are used to grind grains in the summer, play an extremely important role. But at this time, what was grinded in the millstone was not like the flow of beans and wheat, but a triple Saint overhaul! The whole world began to roll, grinding the air, dust, everything under its cover, including the great national master who ran into it! Around the great national master, there are swords constantly whistling in all directions, and every inch of space is full of misty sharpness. With its sharp edge, the soul of the sword began to cut the dark blue area around the grand national master and made a piercing sound. "The forbidden area of wanjian Pavilion is hidden sword Lake, intruder, death!" On the surface of the lake, in his eyes, he killed the contented Jiansheng. He took a step forward again, and roared all over the sky. Then Qi Qi, a disciple of wanjian Pavilion, yelled: "death!" With the roar, the heaven and earth grinding board sword array shrinks again, and the dark blue area in the center of the sword array is directly polished off a whole layer! The fall of the great national master stopped instantly. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
