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Chapter 611 Once a hero draws his sword, it will be another ten years of calamity for the common people!

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    On this day, countless people witnessed that a holy sword from heaven came to the world!

    After that, the sword crushed the heavens, and the infinite style of that sword can be called peerless!

    At that time, above the nine heavens, a strong wind blew Yin Chen's three thousand wild hair, and the nine-clawed black dragon inlaid on the handsome uniform, rendered infinitely graceful by the sun and the moon, seemed to roar wildly.

    Yin Chen is alone with a sword, and his posture can be said to be condescending to the world. His indifferent words and deeds are not aggressive, but that kind of invincible arrogance shows a hegemony that is no one else.

    Just like, the king is in the world!

    This scene is too memorable.

    All the people present were dumbfounded and shocked!

    However, compared to the hopeless Shengtianzong, the entire dragon group and the three armies are boiling!

    "One sword in seconds! Oh my god, what did I see! The young marshal killed a celestial immortal in seconds with one sword?!"

    "Young commander, are you really so strong!!"

    "One sword kills instantly, is this the demeanor of a young commander? I'm about to kneel!"

    "No, if you want to kneel, I will kneel first! We are the young marshal's pro-army!"

    All in all, the sound of gasps from the audience kept coming and going!

    But more, it is the heartfelt cheers of joy from the three armed forces.

    Among them, Long Ziyou's beautiful eyes were even more brilliant.

    At this moment, Yin Chen, in her eyes, is like a supreme treasure with his feet on colorful auspicious clouds, the most handsome man in history!

    Is this the same as when she first met, little guy?

    Long Ziyou was born with a cold temperament, and he only had a soft spot for the little guy at the foot of Longshan in his life.

    But now when she saw with her own eyes that the little guy had grown to such a shocking and gratifying level, her admiring heart was also full of admiration!

    "By the way, Elder Yin, I remember that your name seemed to be Tianling, young master?"

    Just at this time, Long Ziyou seemed to suddenly think of something, turned to look at Yin Wenzhuo and asked.

    "Girl, you still don't know?"

    Yin Wenzhuo, who was in joy and excitement, suddenly heard Long Ziyou's words, and couldn't help being stunned.

    At the same time, Ye Tiankuang, who fell on the ground in an extremely embarrassing state, had already lost half of his body. If he hadn't relied on a trace of celestial blood to force him to hold on, he would have died at this moment.

    "You, what on earth do you want?" Ye Tiankuang clenched his teeth, staring at Yin Chen with his eyes that were about to crack.

    A hundred years of practice, once abolished!

    Even though his skills are not as good as others, Ye Tiankuang at this moment already hates Yin Chen to the extreme!

    "If you don't want to think about it, hit it first, and then talk about it when the ground is almost hit!" Yin Chen said indifferently.

    "Again?!"

    As soon as the words fell, Ye Tiankuang was so frightened that his face turned pale.

    However, Yin Chen had already punched down, the golden light was shining, and the true energy of the Emperor of Heaven was pouring out like a torrent of rivers.

    "You shouldn't, you shouldn't, you shouldn't touch my Yin Lingtian's woman!"

    At this moment, Yin Chen stood proudly on top of the Nine Peaks, his voice was like a bell, every word resounded through the earth.

    On the ground, Long Ziyou blushed,

    "This little guy, who is his wife?"

    "Girl, let's retreat first!"

    At the same time, Yin Wenzhuo had begun to lead the dragon group army and quickly withdrew outwards.

    The power of the young commander is unimaginable. With this punch, the entire Saint Heaven Sect may be razed to the ground!

    But in the Holy Heaven Sect, there was a miserable cry of heaven and earth.

    "Bastard, are you really going to kill them all?"

    Seeing the Tianwei piece approaching, Ye Tian screamed hysterically.

    "I'm sorry, I'm Yin Lingtian, I always say what I say!"

    "If I say I want to kill you, I will kill you!"

    Boom!

    In the wrath of the God Emperor, the situation changed, and for a while, the entire sky flashed and thundered again, dark clouds rolled, and the end of the world came again.

    "Quickly end the formation!"

    The near-substantial killing aura immediately made Ye Tiankuang, who was trapped in the center, shrink his pupils suddenly, and shouted hastily.

    In an instant, the blood-red aura of heavenly evil permeated the air again, but the disciples of the Holy Heaven Sect below had already turned their backs on their backs.

    ?The terrifying fist bombarded, the ground cracked, dust flew up, and the aftermath was billowing. In a radius of ten miles, countless disciples were turned into fly ash, and countless stumpsArms flying

    Ten miles away from the void.

    "How can it be!"

    A middle-aged man was feeling the sound of killing not far away in shock.

    His gaze is piercing, his chest is bullied violently, and a goose egg can almost be stuffed in his opened mouth.

    It wasn't until a long while later that he spit out a few words in disbelief:

    "Heavenly Immortal Consummation Realm!"

    He figured it out. Although he was not very sure, who else could exude such majesty, except for the immortal teacher in the perfect state of heaven?

    "Young angel, my God!"

    Afterwards, he looked down at the trembling sword in his hand, and boundless fear and joy filled his heart.

    Fortunately, I didn't commit suicide, and rashly obeyed the prince's order and went to help suppress the market!

    "It's bad luck that the Shengtianzong mentioned iron plates this time!"

    At this time, an old man next to him said with horror and joy, but there was still a trace of strong anxiety in the old man's joy.

    "Elder Mu, tell me, is it too late for me to apologize to Yin Lingtian later?" the old man said with a pale face.

    "Heaven's head, that, I think, or else, we'd better run away."

    Seeing that the middle-aged man was silent, the old man swallowed his saliva, and his teeth chattered again.

    "Hey, escape? Can you escape?" The middle-aged man called Elder Mu sighed bitterly.

    "Elder Mu, this time our Tianshan Gate has obeyed your orders from the Mu royal family. For this matter, our sect has not even had time to prepare for the funeral. You must protect us!"

    The old man hurriedly grabbed Elder Mu, with a panicked look on his face, almost pleading.

    "Oh." Elder Mu did not speak, but sighed softly.

    I guarantee you?

    Who the hell is going to protect me?

    On the eve of New Year's Eve, the sun sets.

    In the past, the No. 1 sect in the south, which was so majestic in all directions, failed to survive the new year in the end!

    Ye Tiankuang, the ancestor of the Celestial Immortal and Demon, vowed to die.

    Afterwards, his heart was pierced by thousands of arrows, and the sky was stained with blood. A generation of celestial gods has disappeared since then.

    At the same time, the Emperor Fist came down to earth.

    The whole family of Shengtianzong was destroyed, and none of the thousands of disciples survived.

    ? Yin Lingtian went on a killing spree in Shennong Mountain, killing thousands of people in the first battle, half of Shennong Mountain was almost covered with blood, and the blood-red mountain flowers bloomed like a spring day, dyeing the sky red.

    The last single seedling of the Long family, Long Ao, died alone in the ruins of the sect.

    His expression was empty, and until he died, he would know that Yin Huang's heir, the head of the five emperors, was actually the peerless and romantic Yin Lingtian, who was already a saint in the world!

    Once the hero draws his sword, it will be another ten years of calamity for the common people!

    He Long Ao will not be the first to die, nor will he be the last!

    The catastrophe of the common people has only just begun.

    Today is the year.

    Yin Lingtian has completely become synonymous with invincible under heaven!

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