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Magic knife!
Nine people waved their hands, and in an instant, the Nine Dao Supreme Demonic Dao was instantly swayed!
Looking at the nine shadows of swords, each of them looked at the nine figures in the sky with confidence.
How could it all be true? Nine magic knives, they are the limit to face one, let alone nine magic knives,
Buzz!
The moment the nine figures touched their attack, the magic knife disappeared like a dream bubble, and even the cloud sword disappeared, as if destroyed by their attack.
The magic knife dissipated, they were defeated, but is that possible?
"Magic knife Wuying"
When the three of them were dignified, a voice suddenly came from their ears, and then the eyes of the three of them widened instantly, and they looked at the front in disbelief!
"I gave you a chance, but it's a pity you didn't seize it!"
Outside the account of the three of them, Yun Jian slowly descended from the sky, dressed in white, dripping the bright red blood from a broken knife in his hand, which proved that he took the lives of several people again.
"Little Lord!"
A group of Mingjiao disciples watching from the sidelines watched all this, which was different from them leading the undead soldiers to kill.
The martial arts of the three people just now, which one is not exuding great vigor, each impact carries the supreme destructive power, that is the real top master, taking the head of a general among millions of troops is like picking something out of a bag .
But at this time, the three supreme masters of the supreme level stared wide-eyed one by one, and did not react after ten breaths, they were already dead.
Even though they witnessed the battle with their own eyes just now, they didn't see clearly how Yunjian made his sword? From the disappearance of Yunjian's broken knife to its appearance, is it like an illusion?
"Don't worry about them, just wait for others to collect their bodies!"
"yes!"
Looking at them, the magic knife just now has illusions in it. Ordinary illusions are very simple in their eyes, such as Kuaishou, can they hide it from them no matter how fast it is?
And Yunjian also disdains to use these little tricks, but just now Yunjian combined his own wrath body, Yunjian's mental power is extremely strong, and the illusion and mental oppression are not something they can resist.
And that's just to create a loophole for him. Once the opponent reveals a loophole, just like just now, even the three cloud swords are tricky peerless masters who can instantly kill in an instant.
"Go forward, next stop, Yanjing!"
Yun Jian looked at the royal court behind him, Yun Jian did not set fire to Afang Palace like Xiang Yu did, Yun Jian set up many traps here, Yun Jian believed that when other Mongols came, they would definitely give them a big gift ¡¤
And how much wealth of the Mongolian royal court was spent here. Although it was built by the Mongolian king, it is wealth after all, and it is a pity to ruin it.
Yun Jian left the royal court and headed straight for Yanjing, but it doesn't mean that Yun Jian is advancing at full speed.
The sky is gray, the wild is vast, the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low!
But now under the boundless grassland, under the wind blowing, there are dead bones, and under the bloody setting sun, there are corpses scattered all over the field, and blood flows like rivers.
The boundless slaughter is spreading, at least Yunjian has killed too many people. Along the way, with the guidance of Hai Dongqing, no matter whether it is a big tribe or a small tribe, Yunjian has never let go of a single one.
The 10 million blood sacrifice was completed when Yunjian rushed out of the Mongolian grassland. It was a broken knife. Every time it was unsheathed, if it didn't drink blood, it would keep whining, and it would be safe after knowing that the blood had been eroded!
A magic knife and a cloud sword are all scruples.
"Young master, ten miles away will be Yanjing City in the eighteen prefectures of Yanyun!"
Looking at the city in front of him, a bloody light flashed in Yun Jian's eyes!
kill!
With a light exit, the undead soldiers headed towards Yanjing City.
Along the way, Yunjian would kill some people when he was in a hurry, but usually he went straight to Yanjing City, and breaking Yanjing City was his goal.
"The undead devil is coming!"
When Yunjian entered Daliao, someone had already reported it. At this time, most of Yanjing City was empty, because they knew about Yunjian's killing, and Yunjian's destination was Yanjing City!
The Mongolian royal court has already fallen, and if they stay here, they will die. Therefore, except for the necessary people, Yanjing City is a ruin.
Boom!
Yun Jian blasted open the gate, looking at the desolate streets of Yanjing, Yun Jian headed directly for the palace.
"hold head high!!"
& nnbsp; Although the Prajna Palm just now is not Prajna Zen Palm, it is almost the same.
snort!
Yun Jian did not use the magic knife, but threw the broken knife upwards, and took two golden palm prints with both hands!
Great Vajra Palm!
? Yun Jian pushed out with both hands, like the Mahamudra of Tantric Buddhism, and it was used by Yun Jian's bloody hands, which also released the Buddha to the world.
The evil in martial arts lies in the human being and not in the law, which is obviously a representative at this time. Yunjian is a devil and evil god, but at this time the Vajra Palm has the Zen state of Buddhism!
"Boom!"
The disciples of Mingjiao looked at the two figures who flew out just now, Xiao Feng, who was evenly divided against Yun Jian, and even Xiao Yuanshan, who was directly bought by Yun Jian and hit him three feet away, everyone was shocked and surprised .
They thought that Yun Jian would at least use the magic knife to deal with these two top masters, but now it was just a slap, and they all lost!
"Zen Palm!"
Xiao Yuanshan has comprehended a trace of Zen, but he has not yet reached the level of Prajna Zen Palm, but Yunjian is different, Da Vajra Palm is completely Da Vajra Zen Palm.