However, as soon as she gently shook her hand, the first change at the source changed one
The wind started at the end of Qingping, which changed a little bit to the last tip of the sword, and the whole sword suddenly stabbed Wan Yao without weakening the slightest power.
At the same time, the sword whistling is long
Snowflakes fell in a chill.
Initiate Yao Wan cold so a hum soft Ti to send several snowflakes to the front gently, and suddenly crashed into the flying sword light in an instant of condensation.
Snowflakes were scattered before they touched the sword light.
Autumn water is not stained with dust, so it’s not just talk.
A sword like autumn water cannot be resisted.
Since Hao Jie can’t defile Wan Yao, she stands on the edge of the Buddha’s palm, but Wan Yao’s center is moving and flashing in a tiny way. In this instant, she has escaped from the gravity of the earth, and an incredible sword potential can’t stop and stab Wan Yao.
Smart and free from vulgarity Ji Qianqian is no longer conspicuous, like a long sword waving around Wan Yao.
Even if Wan initiated Yao, he could not repel Ji Qianqian with many layers of strength, nor did he once touch the palm of his hand with Ji Qianqian’s real sword light to make it explode.
Chapter 57 Fast but not broken
It was suddenly dark without warning.
Snowflakes falling all over Baiyun Mountain are particularly sad.
Li Zhichang stepped out step by step, and he looked like a heaven and man, with smoke and snowflakes mixed together from the waterfall standing on the cliff.
Clouds, flying snow, but the whole waterfall seems to be condensed at the tip of Li Zhichang sword.
With a wave of his hand, he attacked the Xuan Yi people.
The drained waterfall is like a dragon with claws and claws, and the clouds and snow make this picture particularly touching.
In the face of the attack, the people who killed the hoses and Xuan clothes were particularly from
"Andrew’s sword is handy to cut the dragon."
While he was singing for a long time, Zhan Lujian’s dark sword body showed a bright white sword, and the light lit up the night.
I have a pearl, which has been locked by dust for a long time, and now the dust shines brightly, breaking thousands of mountains and rivers.
This is the first time that Zhan Lujian has been unsheathed for many years. The gladness and joy of the sword is instantly filled with empty every inch, which makes people shake their minds unconsciously.
This is the king’s sword spirit and the first sword spirit in ancient and modern times
Throughout the ages, the first sword and the first swordsman in heaven and earth complement each other, and their momentum blends with each other until they are added.
Zhan Lu, like a horse practicing, has a sword of light with contempt for everything, destroying everything and breaking everything. The sword suddenly cuts the hose in the middle.
Li Zhichang was very calm, and the hoses turned into two pieces, which were exactly the same. The hoses were slightly smaller in size and carried clouds from left to right to the Xuanyi people.
Li Zhichang’s eyes are more quiet than cold and dense.
The body can’t help but turn and take his whole body to rise.
The waterfall behind is like a flying belt behind other roads.
Zhan Lu Jian has a super-high speed rhythm, and I don’t know whether it’s a man’s sword or a sword’s sword, or whether it’s hard to distinguish between man and sword.
Grind all the blades. Under the condition that an idea still doesn’t rise, break two hoses and crush the Li Zhichang Zhenyuan contained in them into the original vitality, leaving no idea of Li Zhichang in it.
After all this, the Xuan Yi people stared at Li Zhichang as if they had not moved.
Li Zhichang’s roots came from the immortal tricks in "The Root Wisdom Classic of Imperial Method", which were quickly cracked by Xuanyi people. In the way of breaking the breath, Miaowu and Yingyi people were indeed much worse than Li Zhichang.
Generally speaking, it is difficult to damage the Xuanyi people by tricks, which Li Zhichang had long expected.
He didn’t care that these swords fluttered. At one time, his center formed an arc, and Wan Jian, who was composed of long swords, burst out to kill everything, which was shocking.
Li Zhichang said, "In the past, I went to the willows. Today, I will think about the rain and snow. Brother, be careful."
This is not Li Zhichang talking in his mouth, but when he pushes this trick, he will give it to the other side through the subtle connection between the two people at this moment
When two people have a heart-to-heart encounter, their every move is connected with their gods and minds, so they can let each other know their elegance if they don’t have time.
Although there are thousands of swords in this recruit, Wan Jian seems to have a similar shape from grasping the emptiness.
Among them, the rain and snow are raining with disappointment, which makes people feel first.
In a snowy night, if you don’t see it with your own eyes, it’s hard for anyone to believe that a duel can be so beautiful and can make people want to stop at first sight.
It is even more terrible that Xuan Yi people and Zhan Lu Jian are the same in the end. Although Li Zhichang’s sword shadow comes and goes as if it is spiritual, it still cannot make Xuan Yi people show half urgency.
Moreover, Zhan Lu Jian cracked the sword shadow as usual, but every time he moved, it passed away, and the sword roared and annihilated the sword.
Xuan Yi can also be said to be a trick that has not been attacked and defended.
Li Zhichang light frown also feel difficult.
Because of Li Zhichang’s attention all the time, he had to pay attention to the fact that Lu Jian was preparing an earth-shattering blow against Xuan Yi.
Anyone who has not made a move at the level of two people has already taken the lead.
However, it is difficult for Li Zhichang to capture each other’s divine will. It seems that the divine will is hidden in Zhan Lu’s divine sword, and it seems that it is inlaid into the imaginary.
This is the first time that he has encountered this situation since he practiced the art of looking at the sky.
Li Zhichang didn’t have the slightest fear, but his heart grew happier.
The truly strong are never afraid to be stronger than themselves.
Climbing mountains after mountains is not the highest refusal to climb. I want to take people for granted.
When this change was exhausted, Li Zhichang made a virtual semi-neutral sword-light man, and the sword-light combined with two and one did not distinguish each other.
The sword is bright and clear, and Zhan Ran is still like autumn water, but it has become a long river in an instant.
Xuanyi people show dignified look for the first time. Li Zhichang’s incarnation of sword light is the closest combination of human sword. This power is condensed to the extreme and things are not shaken.
Even he can’t take it lightly.
He never looked down upon this Taiyi Daozun, but he still couldn’t think of the other person’s swordsmanship attainments, which has reached the position of turning sword into light.