"shut up!"

"Moon God is our Japanese martial arts faith, you are a Chinese junior, dare to blame?"

"Since you don't know how to die so, then take a look at my men's seven -foot Qingfeng is ruthless!"

Ye Fan's words would undoubtedly anger Xue Zhao Zhao Tianshen.

For many years, since the top of her extremely martial arts, the owner of the San Shen Pavilion, after the other side, no one has no one, dare to be so disrespectful to him like Ye Fan.

Now Ye Fan, to insult their Japanese faith first, and humiliate her snow.

No doubt, unforgivable!

In a short time, Xue Zhao Tian Shen is no longer polite.

In the words, quietly exploded.

Between the void, the blue mang flashed, a vertical and horizontal sword, sweeping the Tianhe.

In the nine days when Ruo Long entered, the torrential power was raging in the Quartet.

That's how, towards the place where Ye Fan stood, beheaded.

How fast is the sword speed of Xuezhao. Only when everyone saw her a sword in the first second, the next second, the sword potential had fallen on Ye Fan.

Stab ~

Just listening to a crisp sound, Xue Zhao's sword split on Ye Fan, but did not bring Ye Fan's slightest injury.

Only the sturdy wind swept the young man's robe, and the hunting sounded.

"Um?"

"Do you practice Kung Fu?"

"No wonder, dare to resist my sword prestige, not afraid of sword light."

"I just don’t know, how many swords can you stop me from your body?"

In sneer, the snow Zhao Tian Shen rises again.

The sword in the hand is cracking, and the sword waving is like rain.

The torrential offensive, just if the storm and rain, pour in Ye Fan crazy.

Ten swords in a second, a sword cut in the four directions.

Just instantaneously, the top of the country was left, and only the blue light was swept away, and the sword was vertical and horizontal.

And Ye Fan who is in it, facing the majesty of the gods of the sky, blocks again and again.

The whole person's body is like copper casting iron. The long sword cut on him, and even brought Tao Mars.

However, even if Ye Fan practiced the martial arts of refining, even so, under the offensive of the snow and the storms of the sky, it was also defeated.

Only the work of fighting, there is no power to return.

"It deserves to be the god of the sky."

"Qinglian Swordsman, it has been practiced so well."

"Each move, every form, the control of the sword is just right."

"As if, that sword has become part of the body of Snow Zhao Tian Shen."

"Ancient sword fairy, the pole of swordsmanship is the situation of human swords."

"Perhaps, the snow shining at this time has reached this realm."

Under the sky tree, countless people looked up.

Especially the sword god Wang Yuehe, who is also a sword, but at this time, after seeing the swordsmanship of Xue Zhaotian, Wangyuehe only felt ashamed and amazing.

It is ridiculous, he also claims to be Sword God.

Before he thought, on the swordsmanship, he was the world.

But now it seems that compared with the real strong, he looks at the Moon River, after all, it is too far away!

"The swordsmanship of the gods of the sky has been enlightened."

"It is estimated that in this world martial arts, no one can come out of the right."

Wangyuehe's long emotions, in the words, are full of admiration and respect for snow photos.

On the other side, Suzuki and others looked at the battle ahead, and suddenly smiled freely.

"Haha ~"

"Iwai Zen, is this Mr. Chu, who is loyal to your Sanhe consortium?"

"I think how powerful?"

"It seems now, but that's it."

"I just played against it, I was beaten by Xue Zhao Zhaotian."

"Only the work of the pioneering, there is no power to return."

"It looks like it takes a long time, and will be shot by Xue Zhao Master, right?"
Chapter completed!