Clan royal clan.

The main city palace.

On the main position, a towering middle -aged man wearing a dragon robe stroked the long beard and said faintly: "Two positions, how are you preparing? Three days later, it was the time when we attacked the Swordsman City!

It's time for us to fight with the swords! Fighting the swordsman in one fell swoop, this is our only goal! "

On the left, an old man with Xianfeng bones contains a spring breeze with a spring breeze, and Boxing Road: "Zun Tian Zun Wang, rest assured, I will arrange a proper arrangement after three days. I will leave immediately after three days.

Be sure to conquer the main city of the swords! It's just ... one -third of the swordsman's territory ... "

"Feiyu Shengzun, your old boy, what is the one -third of the territory of the territory all day long? Can the King of Zun Zun be taught by you?

The King of Zun can look at you, can you make you cheaper? "A man on the right was wrapped in a black robe, and only the man with two eyes smiled sinking.

"Well, Feiyu Shengzun, the rain demon saint, the two rest assured, what I said is the law, and never regret it.

One -half of the resources of the Treasury, and the most important goal of my Chen clan is the Sword Ancestor of the Swordsman, and the sword ancestor sword passed down from the ancestor of the swordsman! "

It turns out that these three parties have long colluded together to deal with the swords. The three parties have their own needs to overcome the swords, and then the resources and territories of the swords are divided.

With ambitions, there have been several wars before, but there is no victory or defeat, so this time the soil comes back, and it has developed a detailed plan.

Nympho

After three days.

The main city of the sword.

Sword Wushuang feels restless, and his mind is not calm.

"Report ... tribe chief! The big event is not good! Many people gathered outside the main city, it seems that it is the people of the Chen clan and Feiyun Jianzong! They are here to attack our main city!"

Come, report quickly.

"What!" Jian Wushuang suddenly got up and was shocked.

Sure enough, the guess in my heart was verified, and the sword Wushuang still couldn't help but shock. It seems that these three parties really colluded together, so now the swords are difficult.

"Mobilize everyone, go with me!"

Although I felt a big crisis, the swords were not afraid of death, and Sword Wushuang immediately ordered it.

For a while, the swords shook up and down, and many disciples and elders dispatched them. There were 10,000 people came to the edge of the main city pool.

Outside the city, the King of the Clan clan took the king of the Clan clan on a flying dragon driving, and looked at the entire swords.

Behind him is the war king army of the Chen clan. There are 30,000 horses. From the Supreme Sacrifice to the Holy Section, the level of the sage is clear, and on the side of the King of the War, the disciples and elders of Feiyun Jianzong.

There are thousands of people in the battle array, and there are a group of people wearing black robes on the other side. Although the number is scarce, each of them is a insidious killing.

"The swords of the swords are listening and surrendered obediently. I can spare that you will not die! If you resist, you will be dead!"

"Chen Zhantian! It's mad! You are ambitious, you want to occupy my swords, it's not a day or two. Today, the fox tail is finally revealed. Don't think you have won the voucher. My swords are not greedy for death and fear of death!"

Jian Wushuang, as a family chief, stood out naturally and encouraged morale.

"Oh! Sword Wushuang, when I saw me today, I dare to be so arrogant, without full grasp, do you think you will be alone in danger?" Zhan Tianzun sneered.

Boom! Boom!

For a moment, a terrible breath broke out behind the king of Zun Tianzun, and he was the strong man of the Wuji Saint -level level.

"Feiyun Jianzong, Feiyu Holy Holy, Luo Yun Shengzun! We are here!" The two old men drove the two fairy cranes and beasts respectively.

"Feiyu, Luo Yun, your two forgotten and losing righteousness. If you look at your Feiyun Swordson Poor, you have left you a territory. I did not expect that you would have revenge today, and he also tried to get the territory of my swords!" See you

These two people, Jian Wushuang couldn't help scolding.

"Oh, Jian Wushuang, who asked you to let us Feiyun Jianzong that day? This is your faith, no wonder anyone!" Feiyu Shengzun sneered.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

At the same time, there are three Wuji Holy Holy Zun. These three are wrapped in black robes, which are the three gate owners of the rain demon door, namely the rain and demon sacred respected, the magic sacred respected, and the Yan Demon saint.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the end, the five -way atmosphere was all condensed, and five of the Wuji Holy Holy Lord!

It was all the saints of the Chen clan!

Coupled with the King of War, there are eleven Wuji Holy Holy Lord!

This time, the three -party forces came out of the nest, in order to completely capture the swords.

All the people in the swords have changed. With such a battle, before the fight, everyone has lost confidence.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Finally, the swords also erupted the breath of three non -pole saints. It was the three swords guardians who had appeared before.

In this way, plus the sword Wushuang, there are only four no -pole saints in total!

Cup water!

"Hahaha! Sword Wushuang, your swords are so people, how can the swords be enough? How can you fight if you do n’t do it, you do n’t want to surrender, you have to destroy your swordsman's door?"

"Chen Ye! Too crazy!"

At this moment, the swordsman palace came from the palace of the sword.

A terrible and terrible compression came instantly.

"This is ... the last patron saint of my swordsman!"

"This terrible coercion! Is it the strong of the second stairs of Wuji Shengzun? It's terrible!"

As soon as this appeared, even the people on the side of the battle of Zun Tian were very shocked. Rao was the dignified face of those Wuji Shengzun.

Even if it is the same, in the second stairs, it is an invincible strong man. Even if three dozen dozen one, you may not have to play a second ladder.

"Oh, the second stairs of the Wuji Saint Zun, it really doesn't expect, but it's not just your swords owned such a strong person!"

With the words of the King of Zun Tian, ​​among the five Wuji Holy Holy Holy Holy Holy Holy Holy Holy Holy Holy Holy Holy Masks, the same terrible breath broke out.

In this case, the strength of strength is still at a disadvantage.

After the normal battle, the two second stairs of the Wuji Holy Holy Zun restricted each other, so the remaining battle, the Chen clan will inevitably destroy the victory, and it cannot be resisted at all.
Chapter completed!