Everlasting Sword God

The feather of eternal clouds is a wonderful meritorious skill in the upper world. It has never been circulated in Jiuyou Land-martial arts such as Shen San Gongzi will prove that he is not the native of Jiuyou Land.

Shen Zhenyi smiled and did not correct him.

"Reluctantly."

However, this is not a great skill, but because of physical limitations, he can only use such low-level light exercises.

"Sure enough!" Mr. Wu Jian was more convinced of his own judgment. "I should have expected, how could Shen Sangong, the world's unparalleled son, be born in such a place? Since you and I are fellow citizens, I do n’t need to be Show mercy! "

Since it came down from above, we must not tolerate this barren and barren land.

They all want to go back to their hometowns, they all want to get Yuehua bath and reborn.

Then this decisive battle is inevitable.

"please."

Shen Zhenyi waved indifferently.

"It's time to do it!"

All the people under Baita were desperately raising their heads, not afraid to flash their necks, and stared at the actions of the two.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime peerless expert fight, even if you only learn one trick and two styles, you can use it endlessly!

laugh!

Mr. Wujian said that he would fight, and he took the first long sword from the back and turned it into a red light with a magnificent momentum. He only enveloped Shen Zhenyi's body within the vast range of Jianguang in one face.

"Mr. Guan Da's mid-level swordsmanship!"

Master Liu Ru exclaimed, the person present was the oldest, and as the abbot of Lanke Temple, he was also the most informed. He recognized it at a glance. This is the middle-class sword spectrum of Mr. Guan Da, who was running the world more than 200 years ago.

Unexpectedly, in addition to Mr. Guan Da's iron iron epee, he also got his peerless swordsmanship.

The blood-changing secret method is exactly that mysterious.

Shen Zhenyi didn't care. He pushed the wheelchair and didn't see how he evaded hurriedly. He still walked quietly. The fierce sword can't touch the corner of his clothes.

"Mr. Guan Da, his sword is awkward. He is a stutterer, so he can understand his true meaning. You use the method of blood exchange to promote, although it does not lose the essence, but after all, you are half-powered. It's not enough to beat me. "

He is obsessed with swords, but can't help saying anything when he sees the shortcomings in sword moves.

"Humph!"

Mr. Wujian's face changed slightly, his wrists trembled, and the iron epee came back to his sheath. I don't know when he pulled out the second sword. The sword was chaotic, just like falling plum blossoms, which included endless sadness and pain.

"Mourning Post!"

This time it was an epic exclaim-this was their unrelenting ancestor sword sword idiot. It was a pity that the sword idiot died in the hands of Mr. Wu Jian two hundred years ago.

If he hadn't created his own Dahua dream, he wouldn't have achieved today.

I just saw Mr. Guan Da's mid-level swordsmanship. Epicent already expected that Mr. Wu Jian would use the Sword of Chaos to make a "Mourning Post", but when he saw it, he still couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart.

"Wu Wuxie's wife is distracted and disheartened, so that is the pain of chaos. Mr. Five Swords, you ridicule the land of Jiuyou, and you have regrets of life and death. This sword technique has a charm."

Shen Zhenyi praised him. He raised his finger and gently crossed the arc in the air, which seemed unusual, but Mr. Wu Jian's original messy sword posture seemed to be guided by him and turned into the right track.

The most important attack of the funeral post is a "chaotic" word, which can be attacked unexpectedly.

Now being regulated by Shen Zhenyi, there is no sense of tragedy.

Mr. Wujian struck again, and was not discouraged. Hey, the third sword was out of the sheath.

auzw.com The sword light is like flowers, flourishing and dense, just like spring.

But in this lively atmosphere, there is a deep meaning of loneliness.

The crown is covered with Jinghua, and the Sri Lankan is alone.

This is the most lively sword of loneliness.

Shen Zhenyi clapped his hands and praised, "This sword technique has some meanings. The Xuanxuan Sword School is the first school in Jiuyou Land to enlighten Jianyi. The final version of Foil Swordsmanship, 'Spring Makes Hong Yan Lao' perfect, is to play against the masters above, and also have a battle. "

"It's a pity, it's a pity!"

He shook his head and sighed, still using his fingers as a sword, seeing moves.

After a brief confrontation, Mr. Wu Jian has changed three lost peerless swords in a row, but Shen Zhenyi has been sitting in a wheelchair, never putting out a sword or standing up.

Judging from the scene, there was no wind at all, even a little more calm.

Mr. Five Swords remained silent and continued with the fourth sword.

Sword meaning is vast, covering the wild, the emperor's weather, spontaneous.

Onlookers had to withdraw from the outside, and all had the impulse to worship.

Nine You Sword Emperor Xu Xingzhi.

This is the only warrior in Jiuyou Land who has been titled the "Sword Emperor". He was originally the emperor of the sword. Contemporary swordsmen could only bow when they saw him.

His sword spirit naturally brought a kind of grandeur and righteousness, and he could suppress the opponent by relying only on the might of God.

Shen Zhenyi's face was also a little more calm. He gently waved his sleeves and listened only to the sound of snoring. The long sleeves of white clothes were scratched by the qi of the sword, and everyone could not help but exclaim in unison.

"There are many people in Jiuyou Land!" Shen Zhenyi sighed. "If they are not killed by you, Jiuyou of today must be full of flowers. Mr. Wujian, you are guilty!"

Since Shen Mengtian created the abandoned sword mountain village, the atmosphere of Jiuyou has been open for three hundred years, and martial arts has made great progress. Unfortunately, it was blocked by Mr. Wu Jian alone. Otherwise, today's Jiuyou Land will never look so decadent.

"so what?"

Mr. Wujian didn't care, and said with a long smile: "After I cut the moon, who cares about the flood? Shen Zhenyi, they all died under my sword, and you are no exception!"

He flicked his wrist and the stronger fifth sword shot.

If you say that just a few swordsmanships have won the magic of swordsmanship changes and the profound meaning of swordsmanship, then this one seems a lot simpler and rougher, almost pure strength, and rumbling to crush everything.

"Magic Swordsmanship!"

Onlookers can see this style, all yelling.

The previous masters of the demon cult, Iron Heart Demon, is known as the strongest demon cult leader from ancient times to modern times. The body has been completed. The poison sword is black and weighs a hundred and twenty pounds. It is not so much a sword as a giant hammer.

This sword is a powerful weapon. Who can do it?

There is no mystery in changing blood secrets. Mr. Five Swords successively switched to five types of swords, each of which is more powerful than before. Today, the fifth sword has caused the thunder of the heavens and the earth, and there are loud sounds from all sides of the mountains, as if they resonate.

This sword has surpassed the realm of the iron heart.

The more than two hundred years of true blood-gathering method gathered here, and it must be done in one battle.

In the face of this powerful and unrivaled power, any opponent in Jiuyou can only tremble and meet the fate of death.

Sixty-year-old Zen master practiced meditation for fifty years. He could not help but be intimidated and trembled. His face showed a hopeless expression.

This even goes beyond the realm of **** they can understand.

——This sword has broken the limit and reached the highest point of Jiuyou.

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