Divine Brilliance

The fourth and third chapters dare to leave a name (seeking a recommendation for a monthly pass)

At this time, the weak water is not uploaded by the netizens who are lazy. == Some emotions, watching the bodies of hundreds of purple swords riding.

Although it is the same as the Taoist Xuan Longshi, the personal strength is also similar. It’s so cruel to be able to ride a showdown. Once the momentum is broken, overwhelmed and overwhelmed, it’s a one-sided casualty.

She followed the first prince, and the master who pulled her out of the quagmire was also wise and wise.

However, if you talk about the skills of the hundreds of iron rides, it is far more like the present.

On the occasion of a slight loss of consciousness, I heard the ear, Yongqin still said in the Yiyi. "He - he - he did not. It is impossible. Ming, Ming is only six orders, how is it possible, may master the sword, Sword is extremely -"

Weak water, smile, pick up the chin of Yongqin from behind, the eyes are pure and innocent: "How is it like stuttering? Can't hear clearly, hey, after the younger brother said, must listen?"

Yongqin's face rose red, but at the moment but somehow, the words always said that it was not smooth.

Ōng is like a mountain, she recognized it, it is the extreme of the sword, the peak of the meaning of martial arts!

It is only the strength of the sixth-order, but the martial arts idea, but it has reached Xie Anluo, and the Xuanye she worships, can only look up to the height!

More intelligent, as if the sword light, have their own soul, their own embarrassment.

This is the kendo psychic! At any time, you may enter the sword level!

In the midair, Zong Shou’s silver scaled stepping beast is still running. This time, it was rushed to the 30,000 iron ride that followed.

As soon as Fang Yi approached, he felt that countless black-pressed arrows were coming over the sky.

"The wind!"

Zong Shou is arrogant, with a riding team, a slight angle to the side, avoiding most of the arrows. Two hundred and forty silver scales, the wind beast, and then shipped a natural supernatural power, a gust of wind in the body.

Most of the arrows are blown open only when they are not close. The remaining part is also lined up by the shackles of this sacred dragon.

Then the two hundred and forty iron rides, slammed down! Rush into the 30,000 cavalry!

Even without the use of swords, only the two hundred and forty silver scales of the wind beasts, the front of the countless strength only the second-order third-order knight, stepped into ròu mud pulp!

I saw countless people riding on the beast, and they were hit by these silver scales. Two hundred and twenty three thousand kilograms of red red sword swept over, it is a rag! In this army, the students have embarked on a real ‘blood road’!

It is simply like entering a no-man's land! Some of the more powerful and powerful people were slain by several people and immediately killed. The 30,000 cavalry here can't stop the two hundred and forty rides of the sacred dragon.

Just after the shackles, a seven-step martial artist wearing a Tibetan robes, Wu Zong, finally appeared in front of Zong Shou.

"It's a wood spirit!"

Xuan Shu said at the side of the speech, this is one of the four seventh-order elite disciples sent by Tai Ling.

Zong Shou nodded, but he was somewhat disappointed. These seven seventh-order powerhouses are just plain.

I don’t know if it’s too high after he broke through the sword’s level.

Namu Lingzi escaped in the army for a while, seeing the iron ride behind, still chasing after him, rushing. The trend of the 煊he, almost united with the heavens and the earth, is getting faster and faster, and getting closer. Knowing to avoid hopelessness, Mu Lingzi simply does not escape. In the twinkling of an eye, it is combined with the tens of thousands of cavalry here. The sword light that bursts countless silver sè, floods the heavens and the earth, and recurs to the rear.

"Too clear ride the wind sword?"

Zong Shou’s eyes lit up, and the silence of the war broke out again. The brand new red sè sword in his hand was once again pulled out.

The swords were flying, and for a moment they collided with the swords of the wood spirit, and they confronted each other for dozens of times.

Burst of gas, direct bō and the square and underground. Hurricane rushed dàng, within Baizhang. All the knights who are less powerful than the fourth-order have all rushed. Some of the repairs were lower, and the internal organs were more directly shocked.

The ground is still collapsing, and a deep pit with a width of hundreds of feet is also in front of everyone.

It is also the glimpse of the silver scaled beast of Zongshou, which is intertwined with the figure of Mu Lingzi. The red-shaped sword light of the red sè finally won. Take the Taiqing sword and try to open it.

Then with the ridge of the sword, slamming the slamming sound on the head of the woodling. Let the seven-level strength of the heavenly powers directly knock on the halo.

"Give it to me!"

The Zongyuan behind is also a quick eye. When he reached out and grabbed it, he tied the wooden spirit in his hand and rushed in with infuriating, blocking all the veins.

Looking at the front again, I saw that it was empty. It was about to penetrate the iron-ridden town of the 30,000 people.

At this time, there was a thunderous iron hoof in the distance.

Zongshou’s line of sight looked at the past, only to see the Tai Lingzi of the Tai Ling Zong, who had once again gathered about 300 people’s purple sword rides, and was running wildly from a distance.

Zong Shou smiled coldly and did not touch him. Taking the 1400 ride behind him, he walked straight and went far away.

Only after the battle with Namu Lingzi, although it was successful to take this person, the personnel did not break. However, it is still not damaged. The dozens of knights behind Zongshou are more or less injured by the sword. There are a few more, the internal injuries are heavy, almost sudden death. It was by the help of the people next to them that they were strong and never fell.

But if there is another battle like this, how many people are left among the 240 people, it is very difficult to say.

Although he is confident, he can break through the enemy. Also want to try, this season Lingzi's Taiqing rides the sword. But do not want to be behind, the cost of these soldiers.

Soldiers, the land of death and death, the way of survival, can not be careless. It is necessary to look at the weather, to study the land and to see people.

Among the enemy forces, the land and the people are both against him, and only the fool whose head is dizzy will hit hard.

Leading the team, with the 260 silver scales, the wind beast, about half a circle, but for a moment, once again reached the front of the 30,000 iron ride.

At this moment, those who followed Luo Shi and sneaked into the Lewu County, and hundreds of riders and hunters, also came to the team. But for a moment, I once again made up the number of four hundred rides.

And behind the purple sword ride. It is also followed.

Zong Shou suddenly stopped at this moment, led the four hundred riding team, and stopped on a small hill. The expression is indifferent, condescending, and looking down at the three hundred purple swords.

The latter breathed a sigh of relief, and the head of the season is even more sè. I feel that Zong Shou at the moment, and the four hundred sacred dragons, like the goshawks flying in the blue sky, are looking down on their prey,

At this moment, he can't wait to rush directly to the people, to smash the corpse, and to decapitate all of them. But knowing that at this time, the momentum of these four hundred Chi-Chi Knights has reached a very high level! Never slam the front.

Not only can't fight, but also need to retreat! There are only 24,000 people left in the 30,000 iron ride. At this moment, it is slowly retreating, neat and orderly.

The purple sword ride, but also did not dare to place a single, close to the side of the riding array, and each other.

Until the hundreds of thousands of troops in the city, slowly come. A whole 170,000 elites were combined in one place, and the momentum was revived. That season, the spirit was relieved.

In the army that was waiting for him, the number of black knights who had circulated about two thousand, and the eyes of Ji Lingzi gradually calmed down.

"This is the original Jiuchen's Yancheng Iron Ride. It is an elite formed by Hanwang. It is placed under the original Jiuchen, and it is said that the strength is congenital-"

Listening to the introduction of Xuan Shu, Zong Shou is not sure, look at the handsome flag

When the light in the middle of the light flashed, all the things in the 50th place were included in the eyes. I saw a middle-aged man, sitting on the top of a fifth-order beast, and looking cold.

This person he recognized, seen in the picture before coming, is the original Jiu Chen. The location is right in the center of the army, surrounded by countless elites.

Zong Shou whispered a little, coldly said: "立旗!"

A few knights behind him immediately thought about it and set a high banner. On the red flag of the red sè, embroidered with four hot stamping characters - Cangsheng Xuanlong!

The surrounding Xuanzhu, as well as all the four hundred sects of the Xuanlongshi, are all inspired by the spirit, and the war is even more high.

The spirit of the season, Ji Lingzi, was once again shocked, knowing that the leaders of these sacred dragons are not only the unparalleled, the martial arts are high, but also a master of morale.

Only by simply arranging the banner of this celestial dragon, it will completely offset the momentum of more than 100,000 troops.

At this moment, although he gathered all the remaining Ziyan sword rides, he had two more thousand Yancheng iron rides. There are still 170,000 elites who will be backed up, but they still have no grasp of it, and they can win by war.

"That is the original Jiu Chen, it seems that I dare not go out!"

The one who spoke is a sacred dragon in the back of Zongshou. The sixth-order peak is one of the only three hundred riding captains. At this moment, it was unwilling to whisper: "This old dog is actually afraid of it!"

The voice did not fall, and there was a scream in the surrounding nine, full of ridicule.

The look of Xuanzhu is awe-inspiring: "This original Jiu Chen used soldiers to reach ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Today I am afraid that it is strong."

Zong Shou's slight decapitation is also recognized. Looking at the military array, more than ten thousand people are arranged in an orderly manner. Some elite, but also gathered in one place, to deal with the Quartet.

If you want to storm this battle, you must pay a huge price.

This was early in his expectation, but at this time, I saw it with my own eyes. If you can take this person's first level today, it is the most delightful, but also free of countless troubles.

After a moment of meditation, Zong Shou will attack the silver scales and step on the mountain, with the riding team, rushing to the distance without rushing. Today's fighter plane has been lost, leaving more benefits.

The Ji Lingzi over there only felt that the taste in his mouth was complicated, and he was very unwilling, but he had no help. He shouted loudly: "Who are you? Do you dare to leave a name?"

That side of the road is a silence, knowing that Ji Lingzi asked, it will only be Zong Shou.

Zong Shou is not going back, and I will not answer. But when you think about it, you still laughed and said: "Cangsheng talks about autumn!"

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