Chapter 1275

Beichen Liufeng is the most outstanding young hero in the Japanese Beichen Yidao family.

Qin Chuan always thought that this man was just a small minion who was following the saint Ren. However, until Beichen Liufeng suddenly attacked him, Qin Chuan and other people knew how far wrong they were.

In fact, Beichen Liufeng's sword is not a peerless weapon. It doesn't look sharp. It's just a very ordinary samurai sword.

But at this moment, within the battle circle, the sword of Beichen Liufeng seems to be so sudden that people are at a loss.

The body is not fast, but it is very strange. The long sword is in hand. Beichen Liufeng's knife is shining. It brushes and brushes three times in a row. One knife runs to Qinchuan, one to Yang Jun, and the other to Langya.

"Beichen three fold chop, good, good, can be so easy to use such tricks, it seems that Beichen Liufeng this boy has made great progress in recent years, the Beichen family has a successor!"

The withered old man in the sky looked at this scene with a happy smile. The expression of looking at the North Star flowing wind was like looking at a younger generation.

"* *, you poor group of Chinas!"

At the same time, the wind of the North Star flows out of the knife, and the beautiful face even begins to become ferocious.

However, Qinchuan, Langya and Yang Jun in the sky feel a bad and precarious situation. After all, there are terrible Ninja arts and six mang stars before, and powerful Sabre Qi of Beichen family later. It is even more difficult for them to escape from the attack!

In mid air, Qinchuan and Langya looked at each other. It was obvious that it was impossible for them to retreat. They looked at each other, nodded, and then waved their fists. They used all their strength to smash the saint in the sky.

To know that in this state, whether it is Qinchuan or Langya, it must fight hard, fight for this life may still have a chance, if you give up at the moment, there will be no chance.

"Dying, stubborn!"

The saint forbearance looked at Qinchuan and Langya, who rushed towards him, and immediately snorted.

at that moment as like as two peas in the sky, the shriveled old man's fingers were again and again pinched.

"Six reincarnations, kill!"

A voice of cold exclamation, the sky is constantly flashing up one after another of the black holes, those black holes continue to overlap together, and eventually become a terrible black hole, the black hole is constantly enlarged, expanding, as if to devour everything.

"Not good!" Qinchuan and Langya almost simultaneously yelled.

"The power law enforcement team of the East is no more than that. You die for me!"

At the moment, the saint tolerance seems to have been demonized, and the killing mentality has become more and more deep. Each of the ten figures in the sky will have a different breath of killing in their eyes, which makes people scared like a demon.

However, when the saint Ren felt confident and could annihilate Qin Chuan and others, something unexpected happened to him.

Yang Jun, who was surrounded by six stars, suddenly burst out a dark light. The light radiated from Yang Jun's long sword, and then it was transmitted and diffused.

The light of the nether world didn't look sharp, just like a faint smoke and dust, it began to gush around, accompanied by a sound from the voice of Luocha in the nether hell.

The shriveled old man standing in the air looked at this scene, and his whole body began to tremble.

An incredible voice came out of his mouth: "how can it be? What kind of magic weapon is this? Is it the ten famous swords in the oriental legend?"

The dark light did not come to an end because the voice of the saint's doubt ended, but became more and more diffuse.

Green skeletons are constantly protruding from the six star awn, which makes people feel somewhat ironic.

The six stars in Japan are used by the ampere family to suppress ghosts and gods. Isn't it ridiculous that the faint green light, accompanied by the sounds of the dark, has broken through the six star awn?

Holding that long sword, Yang Jun seems to feel a voice calling himself at the moment.

The voice of a faint smile, let Yang Jun feel incomparably familiar: "ha ha, martial brother, don't be nervous, that bullshit Saint endure is just a person who is fishing for fame and reputation. You have my magic weapon in hand. It's easy to break his ninja skill!"

The owner of this voice is no other than ye Qian.

"Follow the rhythm I said, hold your breath and concentrate, combine people and swords, and cut down with one sword in the direction of ridge position!"

At the moment, Yang Jun doesn't know whether the voice suddenly appears in his ears is really Ye Qian or just his own demons. However, Yang Jun has no way to make a choice. He has to listen to the voice and fight hard.

Holding up the sword in his hand, Yang Jun closed his eyes and felt the sword of the unity of man and nature. At the moment, it seems that Yang Jun is not commanding the sword, but that sword is directing Yang Jun."Heaven and earth can shake, break!"

With Yang Jun's angry exclamation, the endless light of the nether world immediately turned into a rage, and then began to move towards the sword from all directions.

It's very fast. It's amazing.

Just for a moment, a powerful sword came with the killing breath of the nether hell.

Don't mention the Shengren who is closer to Yang Jun, even the Beichen Liufeng standing on the ground at the moment feels the same fear of dying.

"It's terrible, it's terrible. What kind of tricks is this? When did the East have such horrible tricks?"

While saying, the North Star stream wind subconsciously on the back.

And the saint forbearance also said: "not good!" With that, the shriveled old man had no time to resist, and more than a dozen bodies were shocked to blood by the sweeping momentum of Yang Jun's sword.

In the whole sky, everyone heard a clear sound. After the sound, the six pointed stars began to break slowly and slowly, and then turned into starlight, scattered on the ground.

Looking at Yang Jun at the moment, the whole person seems to be in the stars and the moon, and his sword is shining. It seems that Yang Jun's cultivation has reached a new level and met a new self.

Falling slowly from the air, Qinchuan and Langya all looked at Yang Jun not far away. They looked at each other with doubts and puzzles on their faces, but more of them were the joy of survival.

And at this moment, the Shengren who was shaken out by Yang Jun's startling sword also landed heavily at the moment, and then got up again.

Looking up at Yang Jun who was like a demigod in the sky, the shriveled old man was furious. He held a pithy formula in his hand and said: "you forced me. In this case, you can't blame me for being rude. Psychic, come out!"

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