MTL - World of Cultivation-~ The ninth and ninety-nine swordsman Wei Sheng!

The situation of the herd is very bad.

The cold is more powerful than she imagined, and her war department is very badly damaged. She didn't have anything to be reconciled. She didn't have a better cold than her. She lost her heart.

But when she received Xue Dong’s book of flying swords, the whole person was paralyzed.

The head is defeated!

The head is actually defeated?

How can this be? The first reaction of the animal husbandry is not to believe, but the news is that Xue Dong came, she quickly understood, this is true.

The herd immediately realized that this was an unprecedented crisis!

Wei Sheng was alone in the sword and killed the main peak of Kunlun. If he really set foot on the main peak, then for Kunlun, it is undoubtedly the disaster!

Nothing to Kunlun, has never been so humiliated.

Damn it!

The herdsmen want to insert their wings and fly back to Kunlun. However, the crotch of the cold is like the bones of the bones. They bite behind them. Once the herds are slightly flawed, they will take a bite.

Don't chill like a wolf, treacherous, ruthless.

The pastoral warfare was bruised and bruised. In just a few days, there were more than a thousand people, and they fell under the fangs of the cold. Worse, there are almost the same number of casualties. The priest understands that this is a deliberate attempt, and the wounded have a great influence on morale.

Under such a series of blows by the Musashi War Department, the morale of the war department has never been lower. The herd is very clear that under such conditions, she is no longer able to overcome the cold.

Now she is thinking about how to get back to Kunlun as soon as possible. Kunlun has reached the most dangerous time, the current situation is changing, it is the pastor, and some are at a loss.

However, the cold seems to guess her intentions, just like dog skin plaster, firmly bite them, making them extremely uncomfortable.

Deep feeling of powerlessness, the first time I appeared on the animal husbandry, what should I do?

"Adult!" The adjutant of the herd, interrupted her thoughts.

The priest looked up.

"After the genus breaks down!" The adjutant looked calm, as if to talk about something that would be normal.

The priest’s heart trembled. She looked at the partner who had followed her for more than ten years. The other’s eyes were determined. The two grew up together as a sister, and their feelings were profound.

"For Kunlun!" The adjutant's tone was serious and firm.

Gazing for a long time, the animal husbandry forced himself to resist the sorrow in his heart, exhausted his last glimmer of strength: "For Kunlun!"

The adjutant showed a gentle smile on her face and she turned and left.

The tears of the animal husbandry could not stop flowing.

The atmosphere of sadness and enthusiasm filled the war, and everyone knew the decision above. The wounded soldiers and two thousand swords were selected and they will use their lives to gain time for others.

The cold wind is like a knife.

"For Kunlun!"

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Wei Sheng took the sword and looked solemn. The place where he passed, the sky and the ground, seemed to be bloody.

In the hands of the blood of the sword, full of blood, killing the sky.

Wei Sheng’s eyes are clear and firm.

These days, how many people have been killed, and the number is countless. Kunlun's sword repair, like the tide, rushed to him without fear of death.

Their strength is not worth mentioning, but their will makes Wei Sheng move.

But it is just moving.

Wei Shengxin is like a meteorite. The sword vows that he set up in the past are stirring in his heart. With Kunlun, it is a dead end.

In order to stop him, Kunlun destroyed all the transmission arrays along the way. However, this is of no use to Wei Sheng, the god-level powerhouse, breaking the void.

When the Kunlun Mountains came into his sight, it was Wei Sheng, and it was not shocked by its majesty.

Tens of thousands of peaks are like the forest of swords, and the endless stretches. Each mountain is like a flying sword. They have different postures and different temperament. Or steep, or majestic, or a thousand years of icebergs, or lava flow, even if you have walked through so many places, Wei Sheng, the first time I saw such a strange place.

Kunlun is truly unique.

Wei Sheng felt in his heart, his eyes fell on the main peak of Kunlun.

The main peak of Kunlun is among the most beautiful, because it is tall. The main peak of Kunlun covers a very wide area. No mountain can match it. Other peaks are like chopsticks. And its height is more than the other peaks, such as the giant sword, pointing to the sky.

Nothing to Kunlun!

The faint ban of light, flickering, and the main peak is covered with a beautiful veil, shining in the sun with fascinating light.

Is this Kunlun?

Wei Sheng’s nephew is extremely bright, although the main peak of Kunlun in front of him is full of shocking power, but what emerges in front of him is the anonymous hill of Wuwu Mountain.

It is not awkward, it has no power to shock people, and no one has been worshipped by countless people.

But that mountain is the most important mountain in his heart!

In the name of no time!

Wei Sheng took a deep breath, and the scorpion was already a frank and determined. He raised the **** sword in his hand.

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"he came!"

"Wei Sheng!"

There was a commotion in the main peak of Kunlun, and the main peak was crowded. Not only the main peak, but also every mountain in the Kunlun Mountains, now almost all people.

Countless Kunlun disciples came from all directions.

"For Kunlun!"

I don't know who shouted a scorpion. Almost everyone raised the flying sword in his hand and shouted: "For Kunlun!"

"For Kunlun!"

Like a thunderous roar, stirring in the air, stirring in the mountains, stirring in the hearts of all Kunlun disciples!

"kill!"

"kill!"

Countless figures, from the Kunlun Mountains, the sky is black and pressed.

They are like the blazing sea of ​​fire, wanting to use their own fire of life to burn the terrible figure. Their faces are filled with fanaticism, and they are not afraid of death.

However, to everyone's surprise, the person in the distance did not even rush to this side.

Somehow, many people breathe a sigh of relief.

But at this time, the distant Wei Sheng suddenly raised the sword in his hand.

Everyone can't help but even the Kunlun disciples who rushed to Wei Sheng couldn't help.

What does he want to do?

Wei Sheng is more than one hundred and fifty miles away from the main peak of Kunlun. If they didn't make it early, they couldn't see Wei Sheng.

Is it a provocation?

What is the use of Yang Jian at such a long distance?

However, before they could understand, a red sword mans flew out from Wei Sheng’s sword.

The red swordsmanship is not dazzling, and there seems to be nothing surprising, but it seems that a seemingly faint sword, such as breaking the void, instantly flies to them!

A **** sea can not be seen at the end!

The raging blood waves rise high, as if countless monsters opened their mouths and rushed toward them.

These Kunlun disciples did not have time to respond, and they were swallowed up by the violent blood. Not only did the blood wave not stop, but it became more and more arrogant, and it rushed to the main peak with even more amazing speed and momentum.

The distance is far away, as if it does not exist.

Almost instantaneously, the rushing red blood of the sea and the waves, with the violent power and the determination of the iron, will hit the main peak of Kunlun!

boom!

The main peak of the ban, like paper paste, countless colorful broken awns, splashing in the air, immediately swallowed by blood waves. Throughout the Kunlun period, the layers of the ban were banned, and even if they did not hold on, they would fly away.

The blood wave that lost its blockage hit the main peak of Kunlun!

boom!

Time seems to be stagnant at this moment, everyone looks sluggish and their brains are blank.

For example, the main peak of Kunlun, the giant sword, fell slowly in their eyes.

Rumble!

The mountain of the main peak is so huge. When it fell, the gravel dust was raised high, forming a huge mushroom cloud, and a loud bang, shaking the entire Kunlun Mountains.

Dead!

A dead!

The look on everyone's face, their faces are white, their lips are squatting, and they look awkward.

The main peak and the main peak were cut off by a sword...

All the Kunlun disciples are ashamed, and in their hearts, it seems as if something has collapsed.

"Do not!"

Screaming and screaming, with the deepest despair!

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Wei Sheng only sneaked into Kunlun, and a sword broke the main peak of Kunlun!

This amazing news, like a hurricane, swept the world. Nothing is more amazing than this. Kunlun, the world's strongest Kunlun, was actually a person, a sword to break its main peak!

All the people who heard this news stayed for a long time.

If Lin Qian’s defeat makes people feel incredible, then this is not an incredible description.

For thousands of years, Kunlun has always been the head of the world, the most powerful force in the world!

There is no martial art that can be compared to it.

Nothing to Kunlun!

This statement is not the self-styled Kunlun, the prestige accumulated by Kunlun for thousands of years, has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. The Kunlun disciples are always proud. Everyone thinks they are qualified to be proud. This is a matter of pride, because they are from Kunlun.

They are always smug, they are always confident. They are the most outstanding young people, the most powerful sword repairers, they are the masters of the future world. In the eyes of others, in their own hearts, they are more convinced.

Kunlun is a holy place for sword repair.

They pioneered this powerful cultivation path and carried it forward. Jian Xiu became the most powerful repairer among all the repairers.

However, this sword repaired the holy land, but was repaired by a sword of other sects, killing the door, a sword to break the main peak of Kunlun.

For any martial art, this is not only a shameful humiliation, but it has already hurt the roots.

All the sword repairs, when they heard the news, all could not speak, their hearts, as if there is something, is quietly collapsed.

Kunlun, no longer the Supreme Kunlun.

The main peak that collapsed and the supreme prestige of Kunlun became the perfect complement to a person.

The name of the sword **** Wei Sheng, after this day, no controversy.

Supreme sword!

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