Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4777: No phase Dawei

The majestic monk of Baoxiang tried his best to suppress the mouthful of cursing and swearing, and his eyes were glared like bronze bells, and he wished to strip the fellows of Shamo Cave.

"Don't make a rash statement." The monk of the air wheel frowned slightly, and was silent for a while before the army.

At this time, a mixed voice came from the head of the sand devil cave.

"Hey... Those bald donkeys with hidden heads and tails, why are you coming to trouble with your grandpa again? Do you want them to loosen your bones?"

Bao Xiang’s solemn monk heard the words and immediately said, "Come on, go back, brother, I will teach you the unrestrained beast!"

The empty-wheel monk said again, "Be clear, don't be reckless."

At this time, the old sword-backed elder of the immortal wind, stepped forward and said, "Xian Shi, let me go with Jian Qing Xian Shi to destroy the sand demon cave for hundreds of millions of souls. Well-being."

The empty-wheel monk heard the words, but he did not express his position.

There was another net monk who came forward to give a courteous speech, "Senior brother, the rules no longer have any meaning for them. Since we came here last time, the blood here is nearly ten times stronger. Obviously, they Countless lives were slaughtered again."

"If we do not impose any punishment, I fear that this side of heaven will be caught in a **** robbery."

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"What the old bald donkeys are talking about, why don't you still do it!" There was an ugly vicious vicious repair on the walls of Sand Devil's Cave.

Cui Jing glared at him, and then said in a deep voice, "All are silent for Lao Tzu, be prepared for it!"

"This time, whoever cuts off the head of a bald donkey will appreciate the blood pool!"

As soon as this remark came out, the wall was suddenly restless again, and all the top repairs were glorious, and I could not wait.

"What's the situation, it seems that they are about to fight." Several figures quietly squeezed against the city wall.

Chen Qing touched his forehead and stared at the distant army with his eyes wide.

Jian Wushuang did not speak, looking through the red haze to the monks standing in front of the army.

Everything has two sides, life to death, air to surplus.

The resentment of the creatures in this sand devil cave has already become so intense that it can’t be resolved, and then there will inevitably be an opposite.

Will these monks represent the poles of the other side?

Perhaps this is the opportunity to unravel their inexplicable cause and effect.

The light flashed in Jian Wushuang's eyes, and he was waiting, taking advantage of the situation.

In the Sand Devil City, the evil overshadowed the sky and the sky, seeming to be unable to suppress the riots, rushed out of the city and shattered all the assembled troops.

Cui Jing was already impatient, and the eight-foot stick in his hand kept hitting the ground.

At this moment, the monks standing in front of the black pressure army suddenly came out of the air.

"Cui Jingshan, please listen to the old rules."

Bao Xiang solemnly appraised the monk, and forcedly pressed the discomfort in his heart, and spoke against his heart.

Cui Jing, who was far from the city wall, heard a grin and smiled.

"Good mother, brothers, all rush up to me and tear them up!"

Getting orders, a thunderous thrill of mountain tsunami rushed to the sky.

"No, didn't you play so hurriedly?!" All of Jian Wushuang couldn't believe it.

Cui Jing is a crazy dog...

The top repair of the black pressure and the sky covered the sun, as if breaking the shackles, like the **** wolf with the same head, rushing out of the sand devil city.

Like the revolving muddy black river, several monks who came to do the useless instructions saw all their faces, and then folded their hands together to make them stand still.

Wan Qianbao's light is coming, dispelling the eroded blood.

And the monk Jianqing, almost indignant with blood and blood, the dignified and kind-hearted mother, almost instantly ignited his hot temperament.

"Good beast, the poor monk will surely want you to destroy all form and spirit today!" Jian Qing's foot was moving straight up, and his white tooth gown was hunted by strong wind.

"Brothers help me!"

A total of four Huamangs emerged from the palms of the four monks behind Jian Qing, and they merged into a rainbow bridge, which led away.

Jian Qingbao is very strict, with his palms folded together, facing the dark and turbulent black river, remembering the tactics!

"Vientiane Promise, Phaseless Power!"

On a huge rainbow bridge, between the world and the world trembling, a giant white dragon with four horns emerged.

Under that white dragon, Jian Qing showed the anger of the vajra, and he drove forward the dharma in his hand.

Heaven and earth are shaking, He Bailong opened a huge mouth, carrying the general trend of heaven and earth, facing thousands of top repairs.

The two collided, and an unparalleled giant awn erupted.

At this moment, the earth is torn apart, the sand is silent, and it falls into the center of the earth.

The muddy black river was slammed by the sacred white dragon.

Countless ferocious Dingxiu fell from the sky dome, but it was already seriously injured.

Similarly, the white dragon treasure is also broken, looking at the monk with an iron face, and he is not afraid, holding a black iron scepter, rushing into the sand devil camp for a while, and destroying it.

The army of eighty-seven sects can't hold back at this moment.

The old man of the Xianfeng Daogu suddenly pulled out his true sword and pointed directly at the sky dome, "Destroying the Sand Demon Cave, and opening up a avenue for cultivation for me and my juniors!"

Yu Yin stirred the sky, at this moment, the 87 sects, more than 16,000 repairs, against the sand cave, **** battle!

The collision between black and white, the fierce fighting broke out.

The long wind mourns, Dingxiu is dying constantly, and then falls.

They are all in this vast expanse of heaven, and the most shocking and talented geniuses in each side of the sect have the brightest spiritual avenue.

However, in the battle with Sand Devil's Cave, he was continuously destroyed.

In this area of ​​Sand Devil Caves, the assembled top practitioners have been affected more or less by their strength.

The casualties appeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, countless days of arrogance, the broken **** corpse, like the rain, fell on the ground.

Jian Wushuang's complexion was a little dignified at the moment on the city wall.

These melee battles broke out, and the ten-digit monks were already at the forefront, and they fought together with the top men of Sand Devil's Cave.

And Jian Wushuang wants to be close to them, there is no way at all.

Even if his strength recovers to the peak, he will break into this melee and resolutely suffer a little carelessness, not to mention that he is still unable to manipulate his strength.

"Could it be that there is no other way?" Jian Wushuang was silent, and at the same time he quickly pondered how to approach in the bottom of his heart.

The strength of these monks is not bad, and they are all in the state of Yanxian. Naturally, in this melee, there is no downfall, and the ordinary Dingxiu can’t get close.

Under their leadership, the assembled Zongmen side, although seriously injured, showed a flat push, pushing towards the wall little by little.