Cultivating to Become a Great Celestial

Yan Yuqing interrupted the sword and drooped, and blood dripped down the sword, and a lot of it fell on the surface of his boots.

At this time, he was wearing black clothes, his hair was cluttered, his face was pale, and his lips were not bloody. His eyes were reddish, and the whole body seemed to have dark air, that is, those killing and evil spirits had condensed into the entity and surrounded Around him, a layer of dim fog formed.

"I'm Yan Yuqing." After he said it, he crossed the broken sword in front of him, rubbed his fingers across the blood on the sword body, and looked tenderly. Then he raised his head sharply, and looked at Su Tingyun with a cold eye: "You cut off my sword Today, I want to break your mighty righteous sword. "

Yan Yuqing pointed Su Suyun with a broken sword: "Draw a sword!"

He was just like a cheetah ready to hunt, his body leaned forward slightly, and the broken sword in his hand made a ding, and then the whole person and the sword turned into the same black arc, and banged again towards Su Tingyun.

Kill the sword!

Stop killing!

Haoran righteous sword!

Maintaining the status quo!

Instead of panic at this time, Su Tingyun didn't wave her sword immediately to resist, but offered the sky fire, and injected the flame directly into the spring water sword, and greeted Yan Yuqing with Haoran Zhengqi sword.

Those black qi may be related to magic qi. In this case, Skyfire definitely can play a role.

I don't know what happened to Uncle Xiao Shi, but she knew that if she didn't want other methods, she couldn't catch her crazy killing sword at this time.

With a slap, Chunshuijian and Broken Sword collided, rubbing golden sparks, and after one blow, Su Tingyun and Yan Yuqing stepped back each step, but the two sides did not retreat because of this, and directly cut a sword again. Within a period of time, Su Zingyun has continuously wielded dozens of swords!

Hao Ran's righteous sword is different from other swordsmanships. Each sword must mobilize the heaven and earth aura. At this time, the Qilian Mountains are overcast, and there is a feeling of evil covering the sky. After she has repeatedly performed the swordsmanship, the more The more and more I feel that I can't help it.

It was only the uncle's sword power was also diminishing, which kept her from falling behind.

Seeing that Uncle Xiao's face was getting worse and worse, the blood on the sword was getting more and more. Su Zingyun only realized that Uncle Xiao had performed the technique of blood sacrifice!

It was the last time on the Kunlun Shenmu that he repaired the sword with a blood sacrifice, but he did not cut it out. Even so, he has cultivated for a long time in the future, but now he not only sacrifice this weird and fierce blood sacrifice The sword that was long ago full of murderous intentions, and also used this sword to fight her, he is overdrawing his vitality, so the power will become smaller and weaker.

Keep going like this, he will die!

"Uncle Xiao, wake up!" Su Tingyun blocked Yan Yuqing's broken sword with a spring water sword, and at this time, Yan Yuqing pressed the broken sword down and made a squeaking noise.

Su Tingyun could have blocked the sword with force, but at this time, she suddenly felt that she could not help.

The body's repulsion suddenly appeared!

She only possessed the light for only one day, how could there be repulsion in advance, and this repulsive force caused her soul to start to ache, and her hands were weak and weak, she could barely resist the broken sword. You can even hear the unyielding sorrow of the sword soul in the spring water sword.

The broken sword continued to be pressed, and the broken sword body was almost poked at her face, and at this time, she was stiff, as if nailed in place.

The broken sword was getting closer and closer, Su Tingyun clearly saw the sword body, the sword body was covered with green patina, but at this time, she stared at the broken sword with staring eyes, all a little dazed.

This broken sword is very wide. She knew it was a broad sword before. The spring water sword is particularly slender. It is two extremes with this sword, but they are inserted into the dragon head and nailed to the dragon's seven inches.

At first Su Suyun didn't think deeply, but now she saw a groove in the middle of the broken sword, especially the shape of the groove on the hilt, exactly like the hilt of the Chunshui sword.

Chunshui sword was pointed at both ends. At that time, the sharp hilt had pierced her ankle. Such a sword is rare. The third master never casts such a sword. He said that the hilt of the hilt is not easy to hurt. To myself ...

Chunshui sword and this broken sword can be combined together!

Are they originally the same sword?

She held the sword vigorously, because the sword's handle broke through her palm because of the pressure of the broken sword, and the broken sword was about to cut her face. At this moment, a stern female voice said: "Go! Get out ... "

The sound is sharp, like piercing the eardrum.

...

Not far away, a dark shadow emerged from behind the dead tree, and he took out a scroll. At this moment, the scroll was slightly opened, and a woman in white holding a white feather fan appeared. Her white appearance was particularly dazzling in the dark environment.

The visitor is Zhang Zhizheng.

He didn't speak, but Bai Lu pouted and smiled: "This boy, everyone is a fellow in the same circle. Why not discuss it?"

"That girl's body is my seventh sister, but she can't hurt her face." She shook the fan, blinked twice, and smiled. "I have a way to destroy her **** without destroying her. The physical body ... "

Bai Lu's appearance at the moment is also a last resort.

She was going to take advantage of the fisherman, but did not expect that the masculine man who looked at the devil looked to hurt Qimei's face, which made Qimei angry.

Her seven sisters were supposed to be the last one to wake up in the beauty Turi. Just because this body is alive and used by other people, she woke up early. As a result, her strength did not improve much, but she was jealous all day. Body shape, able to follow the master's joy, jealous of her ability to improve.

Envy is really the most inexplicable and nasty thing in the world.

However, Qimei's face is indeed unparalleled in the world, and it is that face that has attracted the attention of countless male practitioners, absorbed the jealousy of numerous female practitioners, and it is a pity to ruin it. Therefore, since it has been exposed, stand up generously and show that your position is good.

Bai Lu had a good idea, but unfortunately, Yan Yuqing's behavior exceeded her expectations.

Before she could finish speaking, Yan Yuqing directly backhanded a sword and cut off towards Bai Lu. He was so violent in his broken sword that Bai Lu exclaimed, and hid directly into the beauty picture, and completely expanded the beauty picture, blocking Zhang Zhizhen.

At this time, she did not forget to say, "Little master, you look too weak. Whoever it is, the right way and the magic way, want to kill you with a sword for no reason."

Zhang Zhizheng was originally mentally distorted. When he was young, his lips were red and white, and he looked cute and cute. Now he is born with a heart in his heart.

Hearing such words, the raging flames in his chest gave Bai Lu some strength. Naturally, he attracted the jealousy of the Seven Sisters. Now she can only exist in the painting, and she can't leave the painting. The owner's recent mind has only anger and vain attempt to destroy all the killing intentions, leaving her with very little power.

Perhaps there is jealousy and injustice, all thoughts of being destroyed are diluted.

After blocking the sword, Bai Lu concealed half of her head from the scroll, and her eyes were full of water vapor. "My son, I can help you kindly, how can you treat me so?"

The tears hung on the lashes, and they seemed to have been aggrieved.

The answer to her was two sword lights and a cluster of sky fire, and the fire flew out like a dragon on that day, but it lit the Kunlun Shenmu, and the branches of Shenmu were pumped like a fire dragon whip. This made her somewhat skeptical that the two men had just played a trick, waiting for her to go online.

"Come on!"

Bai Lu's face changed, and then Zhang Zhizheng flew directly into the crack without hesitation. After Yan Yuqing saw the people flying away, his face changed, and he turned to look at Su Tingyun. "

He stared at Su Tingyun, his eyes were cold, "I have never changed."

"Now I cut your sword constantly, but when I come back from the inside, I will revenge on the sword." After turning, he walked away, and the target was just the slit that Bai Lu and Zhang Zhiyi flew into.

Su Tingyun didn't know what was there, but she felt it was overcast and turbulent, like a black quagmire full of corpses. Once inside, it would really be completely blackened and never return. coming.

She was also slightly better now, covering her enchantment directly with aura, temporarily trapping the uncle in it.

She anxiously said, "Why do you want to become strong? To protect the sword sword tower, right?"

"Are you going to abandon the Sword House, the master who raised you, the disciples you taught carefully?" Su Tingyun continued: "Uncle Xiao, you haven't changed. The only problem is the sword. You Throw the sword away, don't be fooled by him! "

"Master ..." Yan Yuqing's face appeared struggling, and the hand holding the sword was also shaking slightly.

When Su Zingyun saw him react, he immediately said, "Yes, Elder Yan is still alive. He doesn't blame you. He told me to take you back!"

Unexpectedly, Yan Yuqing laughed when he heard this, "Yan erect? Sword repair in the foundation period, he is also worthy of my master? Sword House? If it were not for me, it would have been destroyed! A group of black people!

He interrupted the sword with a wave of his hand and sneered, "My master, it's Xuanyuan asking God!"

That compound surname Jian Xiu!

Su Tingyun was shocked.

When Yan Yuqing said this, her originally weak body seemed to have power injected, and her complexion appeared strangely flushed. After that, the broken sword suddenly burst into a bright light, and the rust of the whole body disappeared completely, showing the broken sword. Real capacity.

It really is like clear water. If spring water sword is ribbon willow, broad sword is river, sea and river embankment.

They used to be the same sword.