MTL - My Cold and Beautiful Wife

A bone-chilling chill surged through Lei Ze's body!

run!

Although there is no military arrogance, he can only think of this word! !

The one who moved faster than him was Beichengying who was standing further back.

A woman's sixth sense made her realize that something was wrong more quickly, and the long whip of the Innate Spirit Treasure-level whipped violently, and directly pulled out a space corridor!

The Beicheng family's secret is the "space-time labyrinth" famous for its rapid construction of time-space tunnels.

This kind of unique skills that come and go without a trace, silently besieging thousands of troops and horses, is also a major factor in the generation of famous generals from the Beicheng family.

Beichengying knew that as long as he entered the space-time passage, he could quickly open up more escape routes and escape from this dangerous place.

But just as she was about to enter the passage, she found a pair of eyes staring at her from close at hand! ?

"what!!"

Beichengying retreated in panic, her face pale.

The swordsman did not know when he had come to her, and the trajectory of his movements could not be detected at all.

"As a general, I don't take the lead, but I never forget to run away... Be punished!"

Before he finished speaking, the long-haired swordsman squeezed the back of the sword, and the head of the sword lightly stroked.

Beichengying stood there with a look of horror, as if her body had not changed at all, but her primordial spirit had been directly chopped up!

Lei Ze, who was behind him, could not take his eyes off it. He couldn't understand how this swordsman did it!

It is not the power of chaos, nor is it any sword intent.

Just relying on the killing intent that destroys the knuckles and the invincible saber aura, these two things are so powerful! ?

"You...what are you..."

Before Lei Ze could finish his question, a burst of killing intent shattered his primordial spirit!

The swordsman solved everyone in the fourth and seventh armies and looked up into the distance.

"Since you're here, don't leave."

He picked up the knife and dropped it, and a knife gas crossed the galaxy in the air, seeing hundreds of millions of light-years as nothing!

In the chaotic void of the big world, a **** in black armor holding a long sword, turned around and fell with the sword!

"clang!--"

The collision of the sword qi and the long sword turned the chaotic matter upside down and turned it into a rolling wave.

Amir, the **** of war, looked up not far away, his face was calm, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

Originally, he had planned to leave.

Conquering more worlds is far more important than going head-to-head with a difficult creator.

He is a **** of war, not a **** of war. Fighting is not an end, but a means.

To be able to subdue the enemy without fighting is the victory that Amir pursues.

"Since the two armies have been destroyed, why chase after them? You might as well go back and continue to live in seclusion in the mountains. I will not disturb you."

The swordsman has caught up with Amir, and the spatial distance is obviously nothing to the creator.

"When the two armies fight against each other, since they have gained an advantage, they naturally have to work hard. If they don't behead the enemy, how can they call out their troops?"

Amir said: "Could it be that Your Excellency has misunderstood and the protection is not uniform. The so-called advantages are just unknown."

The swordsman picked up the hiltless blade in his hand and said, "The one who broke my hilt once said that whoever can pick me up is a good material for remaking the hilt..."

"I sharpen my knife every day just to wait for this day. Today, I finally waited for a new knife handle..."

Amir frowned and looked down at the blade of the war **** in his hand.

This sword, which accompanied him when he was born, is a treasure born in chaos.

"You want to use my knife as your handle?"

No matter how well Amir has cultivated, his face was already cold at this time.

"A mere piece of ordinary iron, but also want to use this god's Chaos Treasure to match it?"

The swordsman disagreed, "The treasure of chaos? Which of all things in the world is not born from chaos?"

"Since they all come from the same background, why do you have to be a treasure in your hand, and what I have in my hand must be Fan Tie?"

Amir said coldly and arrogantly: "If you can't tell the difference, this **** will let you see the difference!"

As soon as the words fell, Amir had already drawn his sword and slashed at the swordsman.

A seemingly ordinary sword, but in the chaos, thousands of heroes emerged!

All the chaotic forces around have turned into elite tigers and fierce generals, and they will crush the swordsmen directly under the iron hoofs with the power of iron cavalry to tread thousands of mountains! !

This is the sword of the war god, wherever the sword goes, it is a hero!

As the creator, Amir can create his own army of war gods anytime, anywhere!

"No fun!"

The swordsman showed contempt in his eyes, and he swung out a knife, like a sword of thousands of miles, sweeping away thousands of troops!

The killing intent and saber aura contained in it are enough to shock thousands of troops!

These rushing iron cavalry, it seems that their weaknesses have been understood, just like the charging cavalry was cut off the horse's legs, messed up, and fell apart!

"how is this possible?!"

Amir's complexion changed greatly, he suddenly discovered that the ordinary iron in this swordsman's hand seemed ordinary, but in fact it was more than just a blade!

It was a knife that followed the swordsman on the battlefield, baptized with countless blood and souls.

Although he was born in Fan Tie, he has been "cultivating" for an unknown number of years!

Just like the swordsman himself, he is not from a clan, and depends on what bloodline. He is simply a mortal body, but he is dedicated to cultivating swords!

With a single slash, this person has already transformed countless times by relying on this fierce and unparalleled killing intent on the battlefield, and finally stepped into the realm of the Creator!

He is not the emperor's sword, nor is the emperor's killing intent, and he didn't even comprehend any profound meaning...

He is one-of-a-kind, a pure-hearted swordsman! !

Where iron can also be transformed into a treasure of chaos!

A mortal can also become a creator! !

All this is crazy, but... Amir really saw it!

"This... is the fifth wife..."

Amir finally realized why this civilization was so terrifying to the God of Creation!

Here, there is no iron law, everything is possible!

And getting used to the rules of gold, silver, and bronze, once there are no rules, it is the most terrifying thing!

Amir's thoughts were flying, since the opponent was practicing like this, he must attack the strong and defend the weak!

The weakness of the swordsman is his thin body, even if it is in the realm of the creator, the body cannot change qualitatively!

Amir waved several knives again, commanded countless chaotic troops, and attacked the swordsmen!

The quantity is piled up to achieve qualitative change, and the energy consumption will kill the opponent!

In the face of such a battle, the swordsman suddenly burst into laughter!

"It's ridiculous, do you know what a swordsman is?"

"Even if there are tens of thousands of enemies and bandits, one knife per person is enough!!"

He squeezed the blade, and waves of blade Qi were continuously released from the blade, wreaking havoc!

Countless knives are surrounded by blades, and wherever they pass, Amir's army has no unity at all!

The swordsman was not in a hurry, passed through the Ten Thousand Army Formation, and kept approaching Amir.

This terrifying sense of oppression made Amir feel terrified!

It's as if there is a fierce general who can go in and go out seven times, and is going to take the head on his neck! !

Amir took a step back involuntarily...

not good!

When he took this step back, he knew that he had made a major decision-making mistake! !

Because the two armies are facing each other, it is best not to back down!

The coach shows weakness, and the three armies are naturally unable to fight!

Sure enough, the army of hundreds of millions of chaos was destroyed by the swordsman's surging killing intent in a moment!

In the roar of the swordsman, he squeezed the knife in one hand and brazenly wiped it towards Amir's neck!

Amir hurriedly resisted with a knife...

"Keng!!"

The Blade of the War God seemed to sense the fear of its master, and it was unable to compete with the imposing mortal iron, and it was broken at the sound of it! ?

Amir is like petrification, can't believe what happened in front of him...

"When a swordsman is afraid of short arms, he is already dead..." The swordsman stared at Amir's eyes and said.

Amir gritted his teeth, released the handle of the knife, and quickly escaped when the swordsman could not launch the second knife instantly.

He is a military god, not a warrior, so there is no need to work hard!

The swordsman did not chase. After all, the other party is the creator, and the realm is the same. If he runs away, it is really not easy to kill.

Second, as he said, although Amir is alive, he is already "dead".

The swordsman grasped the remaining half of the long knife and docked it with his own blade.

The blade of the war **** has surrendered and silently turned into a cylindrical shape, which fits perfectly with the blade.

A Mo Knife, thus reappearing its complete appearance.

He reached out and stroked the body of the knife, after a while, he noticed something, and turned around with a smile.

"Queen of Thousand Faces, it's been a long time."

"I didn't expect that you are still alive." Qianmian looked at the knife in the opponent's hand, "The knife is still the same knife."

The swordsman's eyes showed the color of memories, "You saved my life when you were in Yecheng, and led me into the path of cultivation. I dare not forget this grace."

"I saved you because of your loyalty and bravery, but you joined those conspirators in an attempt to kill my husband," Qian Mian said coldly.

"What happened back then... It's true that I didn't think about it carefully. If Queen Qianmian wants to take my life, I'm willing to apologise." "No need!" Qianmian said lightly: "Since he didn't kill you, it means I didn't Save the wrong person, if you want to die, die in this last battle."