Divine Brilliance

"-- Today you can stop the hundred swords that I don't need to be innate, and the discussion of the Dingfu Yuantai will not be mentioned any more. You can also offer three refining tires and three snow souls. If you can't, you will be in the future. Just my servant!"

Zong Shou heard an accident, this time it was a bit of a god. This Zhao’s temper is really unpredictable.

He would have never mentioned this matter to this woman, and there is no connection between them.

I didn’t expect Zhao’s thoughts to jump and think, and suddenly I wanted to fight with him. Looking at this female look, it seems to be extremely serious. If he refuses, he will not refuse to give up.

With his head tilted, his hands only sink for a moment, and the pine-swords of Zongshou have been decisively sheathed.

Although it is a little troublesome, it is not bad to be able to do so. Three practicing fetal Dan, three Snow Soul Dan, this battle, he bet! In fact, being forced to do so is also a must.

However, before I came forward, I was dragged by the first snow, and hurriedly said: "Less master, don't worry about this witch! It is not necessary to be innate, she is much better than you. This war is not fair! This witch is also very embarrassed to say that fighting swords! Big deal, and desperate with her. The first snow is not afraid of death."

The knife in Yin Yang’s hand is also a little bit of Mars. Around the patch of water, there are countless steaming hot air, but the face is as cold as a million soldiers: "Shizi, Yin Yang now, has confidence to stop this woman! You can not worry about -"

Zhao Xiaoran disdainfully smiled, too lazy to go to the first snow. Only Yin Yang, let her care a little. I don't know if this person has been locked by the two golden threads for too long. A foundation, the practice is very thick. At this moment, the spirit law was banned and the body was broken. The air machine was not stable at all, but it quickly stabilized. Invisible, it is already the peak of the body. Even once again, there are signs of breakthrough.

The whole person seems to have been silent for a long time, and the volcanoes that gather countless heats are erupting.

Zong Shou’s heart was slightly warm, and his fingers were gently tapped on the back side of the snow, which made his jade arms soft. Easy to break free, stood in front of Zhao Haoran. The same sword pointed in front of the body and smiled: "One hundred swords, three refining tires, three snow souls Dan, this is what the young lady said! But don't regret it afterwards-"

It is strange to say that when the sect keeps the sword in his hand, there will be no sorrow and sorrow. The whole person is solemn and solemn, just like a sword that has just been edged. After only a few moments, it was returned to the plain, and all the sharps were collected.

Zhao Yiran first stunned, and then praised. Only such a kendo talent can make it possible to break the 18 swords of Ling Yunzong in a short period of time. For a time, I saw the hunter heart and the war.

When a light wind blew through the marsh, Zhao Yuran’s appearance was like a fairy, and suddenly disappeared in place. The whole figure seems to have sneaked into the wind, which is hard to see.

Yin Yang's hand holding the knife, tightly glanced, the muscles subconsciously tightened. The first snow could not be seen at all, Zhao Xiaoran's physique track. When the reaction is over, a vibrating weapon is heard by the eardrum.

The hand has no sorrow and no joy, standing on the field, faintly looking at the front, the sword in the hand, suddenly left thorn, and then right. A series of dense cymbals sounded around the body, and the blade slammed. But stick to the place, calm and unhurried. Counting in the mouth: "Nine, ten, fourteen, fifteen-"

Both of them have extremely fast sword speeds. Sometimes they are too late to skip. In the heart, this woman’s character is a little weird, but she still keeps her promise. Not only did not use the innate instinct, but the strength of the sword has always been controlled in the realm of the martial arts.

The only way to infiltrate the spirit of the spirit control, where is the martial artist at the level of the body wheel? Cheating is cheating! Opened the plug.

It is also a shock of ‘叮’, which is several times louder than the previous dozens of cross-attacks.

Zong Shou's eyes sank, only the right hand was slightly numb, and the blood in his chest rolled, obviously feeling the power, which increased the full ten times. A chill of ice, along the sword, so that the front end of a small blade, instantly covered with frost.

Cold and cold smile, Zong Shou has no scruples, took a robbed body on his body, only to feel warm. Still there is no sense of concession, all the strength, all meet at the tip of the sword, and then go to the side of the body.

It is also a series of sounds of swordsmanship, more than 20 times of cross-attacks, the sound of the body of the sword is once higher than once, the strength of the infuriating is also every time a sword, it is strong. Zong Shou is not comfortable, with a sword against the sword, the body is standing upright.

The first snow is very different. With Zong Shou’s cultivation, where can I compete with Zhao Weiran, who is a congenital martial artist?

It was not until the visual acuity gradually adapted, that it gradually became alarmed that every sword of Zong Shou was hit on the Zhao Jianran sword ridge or the sword front. The position is uncertain, and the bearing capacity is often the smallest.

But it was even more shocking. I took a few steps forward and couldn’t wait to be clear. Zhao Yuran's figure is so fast, how did Zong Shou do it, and how can he distinguish Zhao Jianran's sword road? Can you make a pre-judgment early so early? If you are accurate, find the best point of strength.

When the sword was in the 65th, the area was covered with swords and shadows, and there were countless cold fogs.

Zong Shou is no longer insisting. When the ice cold sword is too strong, it will simply retreat. The foot suddenly advances, and then retreats, in the heavy sword shadow, advance and retreat freely.

In turn, in the ingenious pace, it interfered with Zhao’s high-speed running. While pointing to the first snow road: "Can Cher see it? You are a tiger and cat family. You are born to be agile. But at your speed, if you only use it to avoid fighting, it would be a pity!"

At the moment, it is not only the first snow, but even Yin Yang is incomprehensible. And Zhao Yuran is mad at the face, and a cold voice. All the illusory figures in that room were collected in one place. A sword is worn out, like a flying out of the sky, with a broken sword, and suddenly.

Zongshou’s expression is also a condensate. He has not yet met, and he has already felt the power of being irresistible. But he smiled coldly, his body swayed slightly, and he suddenly left and right. Leading the sword front, it is also changing.

Just in the sturdy sword, when there is a weakening trend. At the foot, he stepped back a few steps, and the pine-sworded sword slammed out. The swords are staggered, and the two swords are a series of swords and spins. Zong Shou seems to be trying to bring this sword to the side. Zhao Yuran is simply taking advantage of the trend, to fly the sword in the hands of Zong Shou.

Just as the twisting momentum will be exhausted, the pine-grained wind sword will gradually become unsatisfied, and it will be easy to fly out. Zhao’s eyes are also in the eyes of ~www.novelmtl.com~. The pace of Zong Shou changed again, and the sword was pressed. With the help of the power of the sword, vacate the front, a sword shadow, directly sweeping Zhao Yanran's throat!

It’s close at hand, it’s so hot and fierce, it’s also abrupt.

At this moment, the sword of Zong Shou is like a fierce blade from the Hell River! Flashing is coming, cold and decisive!

Zhao Yuran actually gave birth to a sense of panic, his body shape retreated, and then drifted away, straight back to ten feet. When you landed, there was a deep blood mark between the necks.

Look at Zong Shou, has returned to the original place. The sharpness that was previously shown, once again disappeared, is still indifferent.

Zhao Yanran’s hand, but trembling slightly, is all unbelievable. Even before, if the dragon said that this young boy had broken the Xiaoluojian array, it was not as shocking as it was at the moment.

- Just what she saw, sword meaning! Actually it is sword!

Not like the flying knife, only empty shelves, but really tyrannical, her heart is shocked, almost impossible to escape the martial arts idea!

- It should not be obvious to the young man. This kind of power is far beyond the level of the martial arts. She can't touch her as a congenital martial artist. It can be a sword, it seems like a god, and it is plausible. Even if it is not, it is not far behind.

At that moment, Zhao Yiran first feared to the extreme. Then the unbelievable surprise also rose to the top.

I don't care if Lingyun Longru actually has a look at it.

As a martial artist, he can already see the sword and mystery. How can this young boy be limited only by the word genius? How can such a talent be limited by its physique?

If the dragon knows it in the future, I don’t know what kind of regret it will be.