Legend of Swordsman

Chen Qing smiled and said, "With the skill of the sword brothers, it is not difficult to ask the little emperor to play this little lonely day."

Jian Wushuang also smiled. Chen Qing still didn't know that Xiao Dijun had already given him this little orphan and big orphan together. Since he didn't know, he simply didn't answer.

This is not something to show off, but a means of restraining the sword.

Chen Qing didn't care about his silence, he raised his eyebrows, and smiled, "Brother Sword, we are all idle today, why not discuss one or two?"

Jian Wushuang wanted to decline, and again seemed to realize what he was, nodding and saying, "Follow you."

"Good!" Chen Qing answered, "Brother Sword, let's start now."

When the words fell, Chen Qing retreated abruptly, rising from the top with a mighty force, running like a dragon above the sky dome, wantonly arrogant.

Chunqiu's face changed slightly, and he hurried forward, whispering, "Brother Jian, I can feel that the release of the surname Chen's dynamism will not stop here, and must not be treated with ordinary heart.

"Relax, we just discuss some swordsmanship, not a battle of life and death." Jian Wushuang replied.

Chunqiu nodded, and then quickly launched this battle circle.

Thousands of centimeters, the grass is slightly covered.

A real sword with the meaning of emerald green quietly appeared in Chen Qing's hands, making his whole person's breath change, just like the sword to be opened by the Tibetan front.

Jian Wushuang also pulled out the broken Tarot Excalibur at the waist and looked at the front calmly.

The Tailuo Excalibur, which was broken to the center of the sword, not only did not decline, but sent out a few excitement.

Chen Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, and he reminded him aloud, "Brother Sword, only on Kendo."

"Come on." Shen grasped the hilt and Jian Wushuang responded with a deep voice. How could he not know that Chen Qing was taking care of him.

If the realm is completely released, I am afraid that this Chen Qing will never be lower than that of the whirling ancestors in the whirling days, or even pass it.

There was no talking, and there was a sense of killing. The whole square was a thousand feet away, so quiet that the needle could be heard.

At the next moment, Chen Qing took the lead, the whole figure was like an unstoppable arrow, carrying the mighty power, and went straight to the sword without stab.

There was a burst of sonic booms in the space, and it was cracking quickly. The unremarkable straight stab was so fast that the spring and autumn that had been watching from afar didn't react, so he went straight to Jian Wushuang's chest and stabbed it.

If this blow is in the middle, even if it is not dead, it will definitely be hit hard!

However, Jian Wushuang was faster than him. As early as this straight sprint came, a broken sword body was blocked at the right time.

"Zheng!"

The two swords fought, and a trembling burst out.

Chen Qing, who flew through the sky, only felt that if the real sword tip in his hand met the mountain giant river, he could hardly score a half.

Jian Wushuang also felt an incomparable great force, making him retreat half a step to relieve the force.

Missing a hit, Chen Qing smiled and straightened his sword back.

This short trial made some concepts in both minds.

"Brother Sword, and watch me Chen Qing Kendo!"

An arrogant voice resounded. In the next moment, a gang wind blew directly from within a thousand feet of the body, and Jian Wushuang was in it, which was inexplicably a bit of a sense of crisis.

The sky dome changed slightly, and the earth quietly sprang out of an inch of gully. Chen Qing held the hilt in both hands, and there seemed to be a sword floating in his eyes.

Countless strands of pale blue sword intentions emerged from his body, and then all returned to the sky above the head, and a real sword was condensed.

This kind of sword curtain that covers the sky is very familiar with sword Wushuang. This is a kind of figurative sword, simple and easy to learn, suitable for group fighting.

However, when the swordsmanship is equal or even higher than oneself, using this formula is equivalent to finding death and falling down.

Jian Wushuang did not understand Chen Qing's intentions, but when he looked at the top of his head again, his gaze was fixed.

I saw in the middle of the head, a giant sword almost called Jianshan, seemed to carry the mighty power of millions of mountains and rivers, and fell.

It turned out that this unfolding sword curtain is a blind eye method, the real sword is the sword hidden in it!

In the sword that could be called Jianshan directly fell down, Jian Wushuang's mouth slowly raised a smile.

"Boom!"

The whole small solitary land was trembling violently, and the vast Jianshan fell into the ground without any obstruction, and Jianwushuang's figure was also pressed under the sword mountain.

All around, all collapsed!

After seeing this scene, Chunqiu's heart almost jumped out of his throat, and then he rushed forward.

Chen Qing, who soared into the sky, was also trembling in the heart. Judging from the swordsmanship that Jian Wushuang performed in Jingchuan Tiancheng, it was absolutely impossible to catch his first sword!

But soon he seemed to realize something again, and he tapped his head anxiously, "This place is confused! Brother Sword is here to save you!"

Chen Qing recalled that Jian Wushuang had fierce battles in Jingchuan dozens of days ago, and destroyed Jingchuan by his own efforts. It was certainly impossible to recover in this short period of time, and it was normal that he could not take his sword.

"Don't be hit hard, otherwise the little emperor will not be able to bypass me." In my heart, when I was about to go to Jianshan, Chen Qing, a pure sword of extreme intentions rose from the sky.

The whole Jianshan flashed out the most bright beams of hundreds of millions.

Married to death!

Chen Qing was shocked, and then withdrew, and then looked at the top of Jianshan, which was rapidly collapsing.

Above the top, a figure dressed in a black shirt ranger is sitting above, looking under the sky with a smile.

The broken Tarot Excalibur in his hand trembles unceasingly, and seems to have been unable to suppress it.

At the next moment, when the entire Jianshan Mountain completely collapsed, the sword Wushuang fluttered down, holding the Tai Luo Excalibur, and the lightly written sword fell.

If the sky falls on the Milky Way for nine days, the entire sky dome burst under this heavy pressure!

It seems to be endless, but it is a straightforward understatement, expanding thousands of miles in the sky, as if Tianwei is here!

Chen Qing, who stepped on the earth ~ www.readwn.com ~ looked up at this scene, the right hand holding the real sword trembling slightly.

That kind of majestic and extreme sword is exactly the sword he longed for the most, and it is also the most incredible sword that makes him today.

It turned out that, besides that one, there are people who can practice Kendo to such a terrible and ancient point!

A flash of excitement flashed in Chen Qing's eyes, and the state that had been suppressed was also unconsciously climbing to the top again.

He has made up his mind to use his peak state to collide and to enlighten the sword to make up for his swordsmanship!

The terrible strength of Chen Qing has made Chen Qing's breath rise to an impossible level. It seems that even the ancestors who were about to break through Yanxian were not their opponents.

The real sword in his hand issued a red awn, pointing directly at the sky dome!

Heaven and Earth!

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