Eight Desolate Sword God

"It's too fast, less than ten breaths, the first two rounds are over."

"This is not fast, but the gap between them is too great. Especially the ice cloud is even more horrible. Do you know that Jiangu Jianchen or the misty mountain snow can beat her?"

"Sword dust is possible, Xue Tianyang is estimated to hang, you did not see the sound of the piano just now, the face of the floating mountain has changed."

Looking at the ice cloud, Jianfeng seconds beat the opponent, the whole stand made an amazement, and there were many discussions.

"Tianyang is coming to you. If there is a chance, kill the ice valley disciple and let the ice valley know that I am floating in the mountains." Xue Qingying patted the shoulders of Xue Tianyang, the gloomy voice 叮嘱Road.

"Reassured, Grandpa, he will die!" Snow Tian's mouth was slightly upturned, revealing a cold smile, murderous response.

"Hey!"

A shrill sound broke out, and Xue Tianyang leaped down in the high stands, like a sword with a scabbard, piercing the sky, and falling into the contest with the strongest posture. A long sword of the lower grade of the heavenly instrument, pointing to the slow-going, not happy or sad, without any expression of the ice palace five-level mysterious beast master ice Cangshan.

"I don't know how to live and die! Let's start from him."

Looking at the snow, the daring dared to point the ice to Cangshan with a sword. The ice Qingchuan revealed a sneer that was hard to be noticed, as if he had foreseen the tragic fate of Xue Tianyang.

Snow Tianyang, when Ice Cangshan boarded the contest, another site, the one who deliberately concealed the strength, was used by Ye Chenfeng to use the ancient array to let him appear in advance.

And his opponent is the second day of the Liu Yunzong, the six-level mythical patriarchal realm.

Looking at the indifference of the look, there is no trace of soul fluctuations in the body of Lucerne, has long been known from the family masters his real strength of the flow of a smile.

Although he is confident in his own strength, he still feels powerless in the face of the second-level king of the beast, and he has fear from his heart.

"I, I admit defeat!"

Captured the murderous murder revealed in Lucerne’s eyes, and the inner flight was even more fearful. In desperation, he bit his teeth and humiliated and admitted on the spot.

"Waste!"

莽森's disdainful glanced at his face, his face was red, his shamelessly fluttering, and his cold sarcasm, turned and jumped into the contest and returned to the stands.

"Don't watch, it's our turn."

Snow Tian pointed to the robes in his robes, his head was low, and the seemingly threatening Ice Palace disciple, Cang Cangshan, said with pride, he did not put him in his eyes.

"Waste is more nonsense!"

Ice Cangshan slowly raised his head, revealing the eyes hidden in his hair, looking at the arrogant snow, and said coldly.

"Good eyes!"

Snow Tianyang saw the moment of the eyes of the ice Cangshan, could not help but reveal the color of surprise, surprised him as the bright eyes of the stars and the sharpness in the eyes, for a moment to forget the rebuttal.

"Start!"

As the snow drifted down, the test between Snow Tianyang and Bing Cangshan was staged.

Through the eyes of Bing Cangshan, Xue Tianyang feels that he is somewhat surprised, decisively blends with the soul beast, enhances his own strength, and exerts his ability to attack the heavenly mountains.

"The sky is smashed, the sky is broken!"

Strength is raised to the peak, and Xue Tianyang’s whole person is leaping high. The sword in his hand reflects the endless brilliance, and he has pulled out a sword and mans that has broken through the clouds. The ground, the motionless ice Cangshan.

When you see the ice Cangshan, you will be smashed by the blue sky. He gently took a step and morphed into a shadow and awkwardly evading the attack of the blue sky.

"This is the meaning of the film!"

Looking at the shadows of the ice Cangshan moments, seeing the broad-spectrum, the old-fashioned Xuetianchi, the Jianling Taoist and others have set off a big wave in their hearts. They can’t imagine that there are only five levels of mysterious beasts. Really realized a kind of Tao.

"Does this person also come from the Western Mozong, deliberately concealing the strength!"

Thinking of this, there was a cold sweat on the forehead of Xue Qing’s forehead, and there was a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

If the ice Cangshan will understand the true meaning of the film, then he is almost in an unbeaten position, with the snow green 澜 just broke through the realm of the king of the beast king, it is difficult to kill him.

"The sky is falling."

Snow-green pupils shrink and look at the ice-cluster mountains, and continue to display the swords and swords. They dragged the long sword tail, like a falling sword, descending from the sky, and screaming at him at an alarming speed. .

"Hey!"

The hard and sturdy fighting platform was attacked by the sky, and there was a slight crack. The ice Cangshan once again relied on the strange body to evade the attack of the snow.

"The sky is violent."

The cursed swords of the sky are constantly being evaded by the ice Cangshan, and the snowy face is gloomy and wants to drip out the water, and continues to use the sword to attack.

The sharp swordsman smashed out his body like a ray of lightning, penetrated the layers of space, and swept to him.

The entire space was also confusing under the violent attack.

"Waste is waste. Just like your strength, it is the first disciple of the floating mountain. It is really a joke." Looking at the intensive violent temper, the ice Cangshan showed a sarcasm, the first attack, I printed a palm at the violent temper.

The terrible palms smashed the layers of air, like a meteor, slamming into the dense swords.

"Rumble!"

A shrill sound of shattering, the moment when the two souls collide, the sky is violently broken like glass.

"What!"

When you witnessed the ice Cangshan casually printed a palm, it destroyed the violent temper of his own display, and the snowy day smashed his eyes, revealing an incredible color.

"Is he the king of the world?"

Snow in the mind of Xue Tianyang, a thought that made him uneasy, his face pale.

At this moment, the body of Ice Cangshan moved again, like an erratic ghost, intertwined with several shadows, and strangely disappeared in front of the snow.

When he appeared again, Xue Tianyang felt a strong danger behind him, and he was shocked and quickly evaded.

But at the moment he evaded, a force beyond his imagination slammed on his back, and a burst of crisp bones rang.

The spine of Xue Tianyang was directly crushed by the terrible attack of Ice Cangshan. A large amount of blood and internal organs were sprayed in his mouth.

"Tianyang, hurry up and lose!"

Looking at the snow, Tianyang was hit hard by the ice Cangshan, and the snow-green scorpion that had changed his face immediately stood up and shouted in panic.

"Take a loss? He probably won't have this opportunity!"

Ice Cangshan showed a strange smile, and once again, like a shadow, appeared in front of the snow, and a finger full of powerful power pressed to his forehead.

Ice Cangshan pointed out, Snow Tianyang three souls scared the two souls, desperately want to dodge.

The result of the attack of the ice Cangshan is too fast, and the illusion is out of the road, and it is momentarily on his forehead.

"Hey!"

The forehead defense blasted in an instant, and the terrible fingertips directly penetrated his head and smashed his soul.

"Hey!"

A bright red blood flower blooms, and the snowy head of the sun is exploding by the ice Cangshan.

The first disciple of the snow drifting is dead in the snow.