MTL - Limitless Sword God-Chapter 1548 The ancestor

"Can you accept the service, how can you know if you don't try? I see your breath is weak, a crumbling look, afraid that your current state is not very good? Just cheap me!"

Hao Tianxiao smiled and gave up Su Yun and the dark sky over there, killing directly toward Ling Qingyu.

He thought that Ling Qingyu’s current inferiority was entirely due to the consumption of her before the conquest of the fierce sword in the dark, but she did not know why Ling Qingyu was so because of her constant restraint of the sword in these years. Ling Qingyu It is a fierce sword and spirit. It is impossible for her opponent to rely solely on the ancestor. Even if he is in a very bad state, it is extremely difficult to defeat Ling Qingyu.

When the expert takes a shot, he knows if there is any. Then I saw Ling Qing Yu Yun's light wind and a wave, and an amazing suffocating into a wave of flowers to the sky.

Haotian looked awkward and hurriedly stopped the offensive and grabbed it. He was very fast, but in the face of this wave, he felt that he was weak. It was a slow shot, and the suffocating rubbed his arm. He found that his ancestor's breath was not in the slightest defensive role in the face of this suffocating temperament. At the time of the touch, as in the previous sacred image, it instantly vanished and left no trace.

He looked down and found that the wound on his arm was full of fierceness, and the fierceness in the air was like being attracted by this mouth, and the madness rushed inside.

"bad!"

Hao Tian was shocked and hurriedly urged the ancestors to heal his arms, but at this time he found his ancestral breath rushing past, and the speed of wound recovery was many times slower than usual.

"Damn!" He looked up at the Lingqing rain over there. At this moment, Ling Qingyu was pale and scary. The state seemed to be extremely bad. After this move, she began to gasp.

Haotian is not a fool. When I see this state, my heart quickly thinks about it. His face that is distorted by anger is once again showing a relaxed smile.

"It seems that your state is really bad! Although it is a sword spirit, you can control the power of a fierce sword, but you should not be able to control too much power, otherwise I will be accounted for here!"

Haotian does not give Ling Qingyu a chance to breathe, stepping forward and killing again.

Ling Qingyu silver teeth bite, but also shot to welcome.

But at this moment, a figure came over, and instantly blocked in front of the sky, a fierce sword instantly came, and at that moment, the scent of destruction fell from the sky, and the sky was completely wrapped in the inside.

Hao Tian’s heart was cold, and his eyes widened at the person in front of him.

Su Yun! !

Hey!

The sword of the dark sky was directly inserted into the back of Su Yun, but Su Yun ignored it. He did not know what it was called pain, his eyes were splitting, the blood of the bead was red, and the dying of a dead sword smashed.

Hey.

The sword directly cut off the shoulders of Haotian, the blood smashed out, the breath spattered, and the silence on the dead sword was like countless ants, madly licking the arms of Haotian.

"what!!!!!"

I am so screaming.

Instead of waiting for him to react, the latter's Ling Qing Yu jumped, and the palm of his hand accumulated a lot of fierceness and scored into the body of Haotian.

In order to protect Ling Qingyu, Su Yun did not care about the attack and killing of the dark sky.

Haotian was murderous into the body, and the body was like a sharp knife swaying and stirring. It was so uncomfortable. He was so painful in the air, it was miserable and very uncomfortable. It didn't take long for his skin to crack open and fierce. After being forced out of the body, the man finally stopped, but Ling Qingyu’s attack was almost fatal to him.

If you change to any pseudo-ancestor, I am afraid that the trick was already fatal, but the sky is not dead, the small world inside is afraid of being destroyed, but the impact is absolutely there. Civilization is afraid that it will drop rapidly. Even if it is injured, it will be greatly reduced.

"Damn!! Today's shame, I will report, you are waiting!!"

Haotian knows that the current situation is extremely unfavorable to him. Even if he gets a fierce sword, he is afraid that he will not be able to keep it. He will immediately flee, but Su Yun and Ling Qing Yu will let him leave.

Ling Qingyu silver teeth bite, sweaty sweat, the slender little hand tried to wave, the fierceness in front of the sky immediately swept toward him, people have not yet flew far, they were blocked by the fierce temper.

Su Yun took the death sword and killed it. The power of the ancestors of horror was all made out, and he rushed to the sky. At this moment, he had to harden against the sky.

The dead sword has been absorbing evil in the evil world. At first, Su Yun thought that he was just a evil sword, but from the performance of today’s dead sword, he was very wrong, not only him, but also many people in the evil world. Wrong, he is a sword with unlimited potential, an omnipotent sword.

Today, Su Yun is finally able to bring out the full power of this sword.

"Bick, you want me to die, I will never let you feel good!!"

The sky is retreating, and roaring, directly shattering the small world of the body, and contending with Su Yun with the power of the boundless ancestor.

The dark sky wants to chase Su Yun, but it is stopped by Ling Qingyu, and the terrible power is directly stirred up between the two.

This moment is the strong confrontation of the ancestors.

The dead sword carries the power of silence, such as a roaring dragon of destruction, and it crashes away, and the power of Haotian has already taken shape, and he sees a huge gray ball in front of him. The expansion of the expansion, as if to squeeze all the viciousness of the surrounding, but the inside is a chaos, especially terrible.

Haotian is also desperate at this moment. He is covered in flesh and blood, his eyes are bleeding, his face is terrible, and he looks at the wreck of the dying dragon. He screams and slams the horrible chaotic ball toward the front.

Boom! ! ! ! ! ! !

The ball of Chaos collided with the devastating dragon. The power of the scorpion is like the lotus flower that blooms. It is still receding backwards in the dark sky of the opposite, and Ling Qingyu is also a turn and disappears.

This power and fierce turbidity together, singularly strange sounds, power is too terrible, and instantly spread throughout the world of swords, Su Yun and Hao Tian are baptized by this power, even dark days can not escape.

What a terrible blow this is.

The darkness couldn’t help but retreat, but the line of sight stared at the two figures in the explosion center. The sky was completely abolished. He had eaten Ling Qingyu’s blow. He didn’t have much strength and was able to make this horrible move. It’s entirely because He shattered the small world in his body, and Su Yun would not be easy, but he stood in the center of the destruction, holding a dead sword, and letting the power of destruction cut his body like a sword, people seem to have felt it. It hurts.

"Why is this guy so terrible?"

Su Yun’s body also showed a crack. He was also the first ancestor. In the face of a slap in the face, it was impossible to fully immunize, but he did not retreat, and carried the dead sword to continue to rush to the sky.

"bad!"

Seeing it in the dark, his face was fusion, and he quickly turned into a beam of light to Su Yun, intending to stop it, but in his instant, the intense fierceness turned into a big wave again, and he beat him down.

Ling Qingyu shot again.

The dark sky was forced to come back, and when I looked at it, I saw Su Yun’s sword stabbed on the chest of Haotian. The strange sword was like a pipe, which took out the essence and soul of the body and injected it directly. In the body of Su Yun, the body of the heavens turned into a skin capsule and was swallowed by fierceness, while Su Yun completely took away the power of Haotian.

This guy brought me and Haotian, is it not to gain the power of both of us? And who is that woman? Why can you control the fierceness?

In the dark, this suddenly stunned. All of this was the game set by Su Yun. He used the fierce sword to let him fight with the sky, and then cooperated with this weird woman to take the fisherman.

It’s terrible, but when did this woman enter the sword?

"call!!!!!"

Su Yun swallowed the sky, and he vomited his breath. His eyes were redder, and his eyes turned and fell on the dark sky.

It’s impossible to fight!

In the dark, I bit my teeth, and the palm of my hand shook the hollow of the sword, and went out, but in the midst of this millennium, a figure was blocked in front of him.

"roll!"

Roaring in the dark, smashing the past, the figure also extended out of the palm, the two slammed, the darkness was shaken back a few steps, but the figure was shaking, apparently suffered a big loss.

"Still!"

Then came the sound of Su Yun’s anger.

The dark sky hurriedly turned around and rushed to meet Su Yun who had been killed, but the horrible sword of death was the first to go straight through his shoulder.

"You don't want to feel good!!"

The dark sky just witnessed the strength of this sword, directly raised the hand knife, wrapped in the power of the ancestors, and rushed toward Su Yun's arm.

Hey.

Su Yun’s arm was shaken and blood was splashed. The dark sky took the opportunity to hide the dead sword, and the backhand stabbed the past.

Su Yun immediately retreated.

The dark sky did not dare to take it, but retreated, and the sword watched Su Yun and the Ling Qingyu.

"Rainly rain! You are fine!" Su Yun still did not feel any pain, but looked nervously at the Lingqing rain.

"I'm fine!" Ling Qingyu looked at Su Yun's appearance at the moment, and he was worried. He said, "Let's work together, take him down!"

"No!"

Su Yun urged the ancestor to heal his arm, and his eyes fell on the dark sky, but there was no tension.

The dark sky caught Su Yun’s eyes, and his brow wrinkled, feeling wrong. At this moment, he found that the dead sword held in his hand suddenly trembled and became more and more fierce, as if he had to break free of his control at any time.

"Promise swordsmanship?" The dark sky screamed, and this was remembered.

Even if he took the sword of Su Yun, he still couldn't let the sword out of his control! !

嗖嗖嗖嗖嗖嗖嗖

At the same time, a lot of fierceness in the dark days turned into a horrible sword, directly aimed at the dark sky.

Dark weather is at stake