The immortals of Daiyu, Xiandao, are no different from the ordinary people they killed under Gai Nie's sword.

After Yang Yu's guidance, Zongheng and the others had killed countless immortals, but they still couldn't understand why those weak beings dared to call themselves immortals?

Maybe they are too strong now.

But if they are stronger than immortals, wouldn’t they say that they have surpassed immortals?

So what is beyond immortals?

Gai Nie thought about it and finally came to a conclusion.

He is still just a person, an ordinary person, but he is just a good sword.

"Maybe there are more powerful immortals, and I sensed a very strong internal force."

Storms rose in the sea in the distance.

Wei Zhuang also sensed this powerful internal strength, and a hint of interest suddenly arose in his eyes without any turbulence.

On the twenty-mile coast, Weizhuang seemed to have walked a few steps before reaching Gai Nie's side.

"He is mine."

Wei Zhuang's voice was cold and he was not sympathetic at all.

"A boring life always requires some adjustment. The first ten breaths are mine, and the next one is yours."

Gai Nie said.

"Then I want ten breaths in front."

Wei Zhuang said.

Gai Nie didn't say anything, but just shook his head and left. It seemed that he didn't plan to wait until ten breaths later.

The waves in the distance have risen by twenty feet.

If the longitudinal distance is not less than a hundred steps, I am afraid that the waves can be called small.

There is a person at the top of the waves.

"I heard that there were two sword immortals along the coast slaughtering immortal slaves and immortals on the Immortal Island. What are you talking about?"

Dream flows back, a gentle and elegant name that looks like a ghost, monster, demon, with fangs intertwined outside, her complexion is covered with pitch black rubber, and a raised sarcoma on it.

He is a dream, a nightmare.

Gai Nie didn't look back, so he angered Meng Huiliu, directly controlled the waves, bypassed Weizhuang, and headed straight for Gai Nie.

Wei Zhuang's eyes were cold and the invisible shark teeth appeared in his hand. He slashed the waves with one sword!

"First breath!"

Meng Huiliu's soles were empty. Before he could react, the sharp sword energy had reached his throat!

Meng Huiliu was shocked, and a black sword appeared in his hand, with a handle of three feet wide!

This is not a Yanyue Sword, but an ordinary nine-ring big sword, but the body of the knife is pitch black and the handle is slightly longer.

Those who use swords and those who can use nine-ring big swords are all masters.

Meng Huiliu is naturally a master, and an immortal general. This time he broke the trap and left the island.

The big sword was straight down, forced Wei Zhuang to retreat three points, shrinking his neck, and he hid back while stepping on the splash, barely avoiding Wei Zhuang's fatal sword.

A breath has passed.

"Second breath!"

Meng Huiliu had no time to rest, and the quick sword took action again.

Meng Huiliu was shocked. This sword was too fast and too heavy!

With a clang, Dream Reflow could only block the shark teeth with the blade.

Cremation splashes, contrasting with the azure sea water, dazzling.

"Third breath!"

Wei Zhuang's figure had already been bullied in front of Meng Huiliu. Meng Huiliu's long sword was too long, so he could only hand the knife with his right hand to his left hand, lifted it up with the handle of the knife, and pounded it towards Wei Zhuang's chin!

Although it was a hasty move, its strength was quite good!

Wei Zhuang did not even dodge, and the shark-toothed sword blade turned downward and swung suddenly!

"ah!"

The handle of the knife had not reached Weizhuang, but Meng Huiliu screamed, and the left hand holding the knife was broken!

"Fourth breath!"

Wei Zhuang never took action and kicked the knife to Meng Liu.

Dreaming of returning to the acupoints to stop bleeding, catch the knife.

"Who are you!"

Meng Huiliu screamed with a bitter cry, his eyes full of fear and anger!

He knew that there were strong people on this continent, powerful people, powerful people who could not bear the immortals and gods!

Moreover, there will be one or two such strong people on the mainland every generation!

But such a strong man will only appear in the hinterland of China, so why do he come to this coastal shore?!

"For the fifth breath, you should hurry up and adjust your breath, not talk nonsense."

Wei Zhuang said, and then.

"The sixth breath..."

Meng Huiliu finally understood what Wei Zhuang said.

Actually, counting the time!

"Damn, damn!"

Meng Huiliu was furious. He held a knife in his right hand and inserted it into the wet beach. His body was full of strength and he actually swept the sea water from the sea!

"The seventh breath...the eighth breath...the ninth breath..."

"The shadow returns, die for me!"

Meng Huiliu took action boldly, and the violent internal force was activated with the strongest means, the sea water was like a dragon, mixed with fine sea sand!

This was originally a joint move between him and Duan Huiying. He used it alone, and his power was naturally reduced, but it was also his strongest attack method!

Seeing this fierce move, Wei Zhuang finally felt a little excited in his eyes.

"The tenth breath, runs across all directions!!"

Wei Zhuang's eyes suddenly turned cold and he ran across the world to attack!

A new front-end version that runs across all directions, a stronger front-end version that runs across all directions, and is boundless.

The power is enough!

"puff……"

The sword energy that ran across all directions cut off Duan Menghuiyu with one sword, and the sea water rolled back and slapped it on Menghuiyuyu.

A mouthful of blood was spurted out, and then Meng Huiliu looked straight at her for the first time and saw her butt.

A big and good head rolled down on the beach, and a headless corpse fell down.

After taking pictures of the sea water, all the heads and corpses were gone in just one volume.

"There should be three breaths."

Gai Nie had already walked a long way, but suddenly said to himself, as if he was very regretful.

It really takes more than a thousand miles from Xianyang to the capital of Qi. There are several big rivers in the middle. If you want to cross the river, you may take a boat. In some places, the rivers are turbulent, which is not even a boat.

In the jungle and on the official road, huge footprints always appear these days.

It is a human footprint, but the size is too large.

According to this size, the man's height is probably not twelve or thirteen feet.

There are many more stories among the merchants and pedestrians who are passing by on the road.

Some say that the gods in the sky have descended to earth, and the Kuafu who chases the sun.

Some people say that the monster in the jungle ran out, looking like a cow, but walking with both feet.

There are many versions of the story, but there are basically only two in common, that is, this monster walks upright, with a huge figure, more than 100 feet or 3 feet. If it is converted into today's unit of measurement, it will have to be four meters.

The second common point is that this monster seems to be running all the time, and it is extremely fast, and according to the merchants and travelers, it seems to be a straight line.

There is an official road and there is no official road. I go directly into the woods and fight for a way out.

Such a rash man, there is naturally only one person in this world.

Bashao, the pawnshop.

After several months of paving, Bashao finally practiced his palm skills to a slight difference, and Yang Yu was relieved to release him.
Chapter completed!