Updated: 2012-11-11

"Secret sword intent? What is secret sword intent? It's not the martial arts realm that you just showed with sword energy, right?"

Chang Kaishen threw away the sizzling horse-slashing sword corroded by Rakshasa blood, put his palms to his waist, and gently slapped a series of dragons that were roaring that vibrated the Eight Desolates. Another circle of fat and strong flesh targets floated out in all directions like kites.

Only the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms can create such a big scene!

The huge Rakshasa thriller interpreted what it means to blow down. The stars are like rain, and the world is falling like wontons.

The sound of a corpse with extremely twisted body hitting the ground was similar to a pocket filled with flour. The bones in their bodies were completely shaken into powder by Chang Sang's palm power.

Loli Jianhao's eyebrows leaped wildly, and he explained what the secret sword intent was, and at the same time he secretly despised the eldest brother's poor and pretended to be stupid. It's true.

"It's interesting. No matter how many roads you climb, the scenery on the top of the mountain is always the same." Zhuang Yuanlang has been in the literary world in this world and does not know anything about the martial arts system here. But after a brief explanation of the flute, he basically understood that all the secret sword intents and martial arts realms are different titles that are skilled to the Tao. He follows the same big framework and martial arts principles. Of course, the world of Yanfu is much stronger than the world of inner demons. The history of civilization development for millions of years is not in vain. The secret sword intent is as high as 100 single and eight kinds!

There are only four types of martial arts realms in the inner demon world? The realm of transformation, the realm of breaking, the realm of stone strike, and the realm of illusion swords.

"As a brand new secret sword intent, I naturally have the right to name it?" Chang Kaishen happily picked up a double-headed spear, swept out a circle of corpse walls after a few strokes. He was a little excited and used his spear to pick the head of a Rakshasa master into a clean skeleton without any flesh shreds: "Wow hahaha! Just call it the secret sword intent of the first level realm!"

"Level 1 Transformation Realm Secret Sword Intention? Is this name a little too ignorant to restrain itself? Can there be upgrade systems such as Level 2, Level 3, Level 4, Level 5, Level 6, Level 7, Level 8, and Level 9?"

"Why can't I have it? My martial arts business is super high. I learned it after reading the "Nine Yin Scriptures"."

"I have never heard of the "Nine Yin True Sutra", and I don't think it's a powerful martial arts skill. Senior brother, you said it doesn't matter if you just said the big words, but don't tell them to the Fang family outside. They will make people laugh to death. The master with multiple secret sword intents can count them in our small Fozhou cultivation world. Don't just learn how to climb and want to fly..."

The two rookies were nonsense, and they didn't stop at all. One person's secret sword intent was good at defending skills, and they fought against the defensive counterattack, and the sword bit the flesh; the other person's secret sword intent was efficient and fierce on the offensive end, and the urge to break through the formation was invincible. The result of the strong alliance was: in a short while, the Rakshasa giant man who was originally as angry as a tiger was killed by them, so he couldn't continue to stay on the ground again, and the cooked wine-making Lantern Festival rose up in the air.

Many of the war-torn Poya Chi warriors were extremely humiliated.

The other party obviously regarded them as big girls in the room and fucked them as they wanted.

Ten elder sisters, who had been cruising in the sky to command battles, walked the other way and slowly landed from the air to the ground.

All the crimson veils wrapped in their heads and wore marten furs; all the nostrils facing the sky and their expressions were arrogant.

However, their eyes still betrayed them deeply. When they looked at Chang Kaishen, they were completely swallowing and chewing.

After meeting with Ji Yingluo, an elder sister raised her big arm and released a green-feathered big-eyed owl with a message tube tied to her claws.

"I still want to blow the whistle and ask someone to help you punch?" The Di sneered repeatedly: "It's too late, it's almost the same for you to collect the body."

After a few breaths, she could no longer laugh.

The ten elder sisters who came to choose the game with a cold face were actually like the Poya Chi Zhimei who was named Ji Yingluo. Not only did they have a good iron banana fan, but they also had a super strong physique with the Star Ji Divine Gang, and the Jiuxiao Ring Pendant cut into gold and jade. The Martians that were jumping around could make people cover their eyes.

The giant crab-faced men in the air also took the opportunity to attack the fallen dog, javelin, wire mesh, wheel saw, dart... all kinds of hidden weapons, suspected to be the Milky Way falling from the sky.

"Hell! Hell! Hell! When will Rakshasa explode the sea of ​​cultivation?"

The flu was not stunned by the other party's group beaten up, but was almost crazy by the fact that it shouldn't have happened.

How could they have this Rakshasa natives in the small Sumeru world? How could they have it? How could they have it? So many great alchemy seeds with the roots of cultivation?

Besides, this is just the tip of the iceberg exposed on the surface. I think it is obvious with my knees that there must be more of the Rakshasa people in private, including the twelve heavenly gyrus of the Year Star and the protective energy of the Sky.

Too perverted! Too outrageous! Too incredible!

This is like a pigpen that produces a thousand-mile horse, a ten thousand-year-old pine tree is raised in the flower pot, and a sanitary ball is grown in the sewer!

Among the six beings, humans are recognized as the race with the highest chance of cultivation. However, the Sidon Empire, which has a population of up to tens of millions, can only contribute three or five new seedlings to the Maha Wuliang Palace every year!

No wonder Maha Wuliang Palace sent thirteen groups of mortal warriors to explore this small Sumeru world, and most of them ended up being wiped out. Rakshasa has a large number of invincible lucky stars to protect their bodies. Where is the mortal warrior an opponent!

"I said, "I said, I said, I hope I hope I hope I hope I hope I hope I hope I hope I hope I hope I hope I hope I hope I hope I hope I hope I hope I hope I hope I hope I hope I hope I hope I hope I can't stop two hundred and forty-seven moves with eleven women in the clothes and figures of the Rakshasa girl walking around them like a lantern. If it weren't for his protection in time, the girl swordsman with a huge heart would have almost fallen into this unexpected change.

"Brother, we are in trouble now!" Na Di tried his best to concentrate all his energy and devote himself to the defense. He was too lazy to fight back - he was a blind man who lighted the lamp in vain. The super defense of the Star Ji Shengang, the martial arts of the mortals, and the weapons were impossible to chew. Only powerful monks who drive spells and magic weapons can cause effective damage.

The question is, which monk dares to enter this world with huge spiritual pressure to find trouble for these Rakshasa?

The second-tier female leader felt that she was trapped in a beautiful paradox, a glorious black hole, and could hardly see the possibility of victory.

"Don't panic!" Chang Kaishen threw all the burden of defense to the flute, and he nestled on the ground, sitting cross-legged, his eyes down, as if an old monk had entered into meditation: "No matter how to hold on for a while, the Sa family will now figure out a way to defeat them!"

"It's this time, senior brother, you still have to joke! Or... or, we should hurry up and return to the world of Jambudvipa from the time and space tunnel..." Na Di knew that this was not a good choice, but it was the only choice.

The enemy relies on the large number of people and invulnerable forces, and the offensive becomes increasingly unscrupulous and fierce. However, the enemy can only be beaten and not fight back. If there is a slight mistake, it will be doomed. How can we continue this battle?

It is extremely exhausting to use the secret sword intent for a long time. What is the difference between dancing on the tip of a meaningless knife and sitting and waiting for death? Why? Why?

If you return with nothing, the sect will definitely punish you, but if you talk to the supreme leader, you may be forgiven and forgiven. After all, encountering these opponents who have opened the halo of invincible will be a death to me, and it is not a crime of war.

"Don't dream, now it's not the daylight that you can walk as long as you want..." Chi Yingluo giggled, moved her lotus steps lightly, and dominated the direction leading to the time and space tunnel. The two banana fans in her hand were swinging like a windmill: "When I was alone just now, I really couldn't stop you from leaving."

"You absolutely cannot go back!" Chang Kaishen closed his eyes and flatly rejected Na Di's proposal: "If you want to die with dignity and dignity, you should stay here honestly."

The blonde girl didn't ask any more. She knew that the top scholar must have seen something, otherwise she wouldn't have said that.

The war is in full swing with more cars**...

The flute collapsed faster than she had imagined. It was not that she was not strong enough, but that her Jiuxiao Huan Pei was stained with too much of the blood of Rakshasa with strong corrosion effects after a long period of fierce fighting. She has persisted until now and finally reached her limit.

In a fierce collision with eleven iron banana fans, a famous sword suddenly broke into two halves like sugar cane.

"Senior Brother..." The blonde girl Du Juan screamed like tears and her tone was a little deformed due to excessive tension and force.

Ninety percent of her skills fell on the sword. This guy who was eating in a dick made a mistake. Even if he had the ability to splash the sky, he could only wait for death.

At this moment of life and death, a huge white lotus-like sword energy rose up flat on the ground, blooming proudly, and jingling and blocking the drum-like sound of gold and iron and the brilliant sparks like electric welding.

Whether it is the banana fan that is coming like a storm or the hidden weapon that falls from the sky like a locust, a sword energy that is not left without any drops of water and is shot angrily.

The Rakshasa men who hovered in the air and fought the Taiping Fist for eight lifetimes have fallen into trouble. The hidden weapon they shot out was still used by them. They either transformed into the Hedgehog or the Porcupine Emperor, and they seemed to fall down one after another.

The eleven Rakshasa women with protective energy all screamed in shock, caught off guard by the automatic counterattack sword energy attached to Guanzi Wanzhao and rolled all over the ground.

Chang Kaishen pulled his elegant and long temples and showed off a pose with Mr. Guan wiping his beard with a knife. The silver spear held in his hand was buzzing and trembling endlessly. The spearhead was like a spiritual snake spitting out a letter, and the plum blossoms were scattered.

"This, this, this..." The Loli Sword Hero opened his beautiful eyes wide, and his eyes almost swallowed the eldest brother alive: "How could you see my Avalokitesvara all over the secret sword intent!!!???"

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