Urban God-level Selection System

At the Royal Dragon Villa near the water pavilion, Zhang Qishan, who was awakened by the previous ground vibration, was lying on the bed to play the game, and suddenly a strong light penetrated through the window.

Then Zhang Qishan's entire room was as bright as day.

"what?

It was still dark just now, and it dawned so soon? "

Zhang Qishan went down in bed curiously and came to the window to check. As a result, he didn't find the sun rising from high above, but saw a bright rectangular object suspended in the distance at high altitude! "What the **** is that?

How did the sun change from round to long? "

Zhang Qishan took out his phone suspiciously and found out that the time was just shortly after midnight! "Lying trough! This is not the sun, what is this?

Is it? "

Zhang Qishan thought about it and immediately knelt down, then made a wish: "I hope my son will marry a wife back as soon as possible, and I will be satisfied for two years."

At this moment, as Zhang Qishan did, there were millions of people in the ancient city. They were all excited by the sudden golden light.

Xiangrui, this must be Xiangrui! "What sword is this?"

On the roof of the Wei family villa, Miyamoto Miji narrowed his eyes and pointed the demon sword to Zhang Wanlin, "What the **** are you doing?"

How could the magic sword emit such a powerful light? "

"Magic sword?

Who can tell you that the magic sword can't be changed to evil, and then become a holy sword? "

Zhang Wanlin held his arms in his arms and looked at Miyamoto Miji, "Miyamoto Miji, your end is here."

Miyamoto Misato laughed and said: "The end?

Do you think you can defeat my demon sword with a broken sword?

Are you afraid you have forgotten what's in this Weijia villa? "

"Are you?"

Zhang Wanlin was shocked by the fact that there were many corpses in the Wei family villa, and blood was shed all over the place. Although it dried up a lot at the moment, it still allowed the demon knife to absorb a lot of blood.

"Do you want to upgrade the fairy sword?"

Zhang Wanlin glanced at the dazzling holy sword, and his heart suddenly settled down. At this moment, he had an unparalleled sense of self-confidence.

That is, no matter how tossed by Miyamoto Sanji, his sword will continue, and both Miyamoto Sansi and this demon sword will disappear.

"For your sake, I will give you this opportunity."

Zhang Wanlin said that he actually took a step back and actually acted as the third division of Ren Miyamoto.

The third division of Miyamoto saw Zhang Wanlin not to do anything, a feeling of insult hit his heart, he clenched his teeth to hold back his anger, lifted the demon sword, and then injected power into it.

Then the strange red gas from the magic knife merged into the Wei family villa, and the blood in the bodies of those tragic deaths was immediately absorbed little by little by the magic knife.

But after a few minutes of interest, the bodies of those people who died in the Wei family died completely.

"very scary."

Those who had not yet died in the Wei family witnessed this scene with their own eyes, and they were so scared that Wei Dao murmured blankly, collapsed to the ground, and passed out.

Zhang Wanlin glanced at the Wei family and sighed helplessly.

He didn't let Miyamoto Sanji use the demon knife to **** the blood for the sake of comparison, but the light holy sword reminded him that he must let Miyamoto Sanji do this.

Only in this way, the next light holy sword can completely destroy the demon sword! "The moment when the demon sword is strongest is also its weakest moment. Only at this moment can the light holy sword destroy the demon sword!"

Zhang Wanlin murmured, and then his eyes swept sharply to the third division of Miyamoto.

"Zhang Wanlin?

Do you feel the surging power on the demon sword? "

Sanji Miyamoto smiled cruelly and looked at Zhang Wanlin, "As long as I slash at you, you will be destroyed by a powerful sword gas, torn apart, and no longer exist."

"Hahaha! Hahaha!"

"What a horrible feeling."

At this time, everyone watching the battle below is panic.

Although Zhang Wanlin didn't know where he suddenly got a divine sword that would make the whole city bright as daylight, but the demon blade's impressive force was so terrible.

"Zhang Wanlin will definitely lose."

Lin Fengfeng and Bai Fengfeng glanced at each other, and they already decided in their hearts that Zhang Wanlin had lost, "What should I do?"

The Huang family offering shivered and said, "We are running away now, maybe there is a silver lining."

"That's too late."

Li Shuying shook his head, "No one can save us in such a shocking battle. If Zhang Wanlin is defeated, we will all die."

Chu Zhen suddenly laughed, pointing at the holy sword full of light and said: "Mr. Zhang will not fail, but he is a person with a holy sword, how could he fail!"

"Blindly confident."

Huang Ming shook his head, "Chu Zhen, Zhang Wanlin no matter how strong he is, his sword is so powerful that he can't withstand the blow in front of the Touhou sword. Zhang Wanlin is so fancy, and he will eventually die."

Chen Zhen immediately said, "Why don't we wait for Zhang Wanlin to be killed by the third division of Miyamoto, let's beg for mercy, and the third division of Miyamoto is crazy, can we really kill us all?"

"Yes! Just do it."

Lin enshrined and nodded in agreement: "Only in this way can we preserve the ancient city. If it is a big deal, we will each send Miyamoto Sanji some belongings. As long as he gets enough benefits, I believe he will not die."

"You are all crazy!"

Li Shuying exclaimed, "You are all crazy."

Mr. Wang glanced contemptuously at the crowd, and pointed to Zhang Wanlin and the two of them in the villa and said to them, "Don't say it anymore, they will do the final lore."

The voice of Wang Lao's words just fell, and everyone looked up, and it turned out that the demon knife in the hands of the third division of Miyamoto was already blood-red, and he raised the demon knife with both hands and swayed towards Zhang Wanlin struggling.

The demon sword waved, the sword was ruined, and the roof tiles of the Wei family villa were all shattered and fell to the ground.

Zhang Wanlin felt that Dao Jin was getting closer and closer to him. When the hand was raised, the Bright Saint Sword started immediately, and then he closed his eyes.

Then it was not known whether the holy sword operated Zhang Wanlin raised his hand, or whether Zhang Wanlin operated the holy sword, he just raised the holy sword, and then he just waved his holy sword when the sword was about to appear.

The holy sword swept away, and a dazzling golden light radiated out and directly engulfed the power of the demon sword, and then quickly burst from the body of Miyamoto Sanji and the demon sword under the incredible glare of Miyamoto.

"How could..." Miyamoto slowly looked at the demon sword in front of him, but he saw that the devil's sword was already covered with cracks.

The third division of Miyamoto wanted to touch the magic knife incredulously, but the result was a loud bang. The monster knife, known as one of the top ten strange soldiers in Toyo, was broken by inches, and finally the smoke disappeared... "No!"

Sanji Miyamoto howled with excitement, but just after he roared out, he finally let out a breath, fell down suddenly, and finally fell fiercely under the villa, smashing a flesh and blood...