Invincible Scanning System

Chapter 434:

　　 Wan Jianyi was still holding a broom, an old, bleak gesture, standing aside, as if he had lost any fighting spirit, but he was a dead old man.

　　Qi Xiaosheng shook his head and said, "Since Wan Jian is dead, there is no master who deserves my attention, so it will be wiped out."

　　Qi Xiaosheng said, turned around and left, the breath inside his body was running.

　　 Boom.

　　 This breath was born and turned into a majestic breath.

　　 This breath rose, and flew Lin Jingyu directly away.

　　 In the distance, Wan Jianyi's pupils shrank fiercely, feeling Qi Xiaosheng's fear.

　　 This kind of breath makes him feel fear, I am afraid that no one can fight against the Qingyun Gate.

　　 However, Wan Jianyi still did not shoot.

　　 "Hey, don't think you can block me with Zhuxian sword.

　　Fantasy under the mountain attacked Qingyun. Qingyun's Dao Xuan real people urged the Zhuxian sword once to repel the magical four schools, but after one use, I am afraid that they will be exhausted. At that time I shot, who can resist? "

　　Qi Xiaosheng chuckled again.

　　 Actually, he didn't want to destroy Qingyun, just to arouse Wan Jianyi's desire to fight.

　　 The best way to learn the skill of hacking ghosts and gods is to fight once with the master who masters this kind of sword.

　　 Sure enough, although Wan Jianyi had lost his fighting spirit and the heart of competition because of the experience of oversight, he became indifferent to everything, and his mentality and appearance became very old.

　　 However, once the Qingyun Gate is in danger, Wan Jianyi will definitely stand up.

　　 After all, Qingyunmen is the home of Wan Jianyi. The place where he lived and grew up, he must not be destroyed by others.

　　 At this moment, Wan Jian finally gave birth to a murderous body, and a horrible sword was born, covering Qi Xiaosheng.

　　 crackling.

　　Wan Jian's body made a **** sound, and the old ricket's body was straightened, and the whole person became younger.

　　 He flowed from all over him, with a bang, his energy burst. The breath of Taiqingjing burst out completely.

　　 Lin Jingyu exclaimed and backed away again, looking at Wan Jianyi in horror.

　　He knew that the sweeping old man was the predecessor of a hermit in Qingyunmen, but he didn't want the breath to be so arrogant, even more terrifying than his master Cangsong.

　　 "I die as I please, but some people dare to threaten the Qingyun Gate, and I will also fight to kill."

　　 As soon as he reached out, Lin Jianyu's hand slashed the dragon sword with a whistle. Zheng Ran picked it up and fell into Wan Jianyi's hand.

　　 Wan Jian gently stroked the sword spine of the dragon sword, chopped the dragon sword and the sword was green like water, immediately shining light, trembling like dragon yin, soaring power, the sword was spiritual, but was excited to see the old master.

　　 A hundred years of rush, withering away the years, obscured feelings.

　　 Even though there is a thousand words of emotion, I can't help but sigh and say nothing.

　　 Beauty will always be late, and the hero will eventually be white-headed.

　　 Reminiscing about the past, the pride of the sword, the pursuit of the world, and the world tour.

　　 sighed that the present day ended, the prosperity is gone, the pride is not there, only a touch of vicissitudes of the world to worry about the world.

　　 lost time in the world, the vicissitudes of the face, and the ambitions of the past.

　　 But at this moment, Wan Jian regained the dragon sword, as if returning to his youth, relying on the sword to go west, inventing the magic altar, killing the demon, and killing the evil spirit.

　　Wanjian stands tall, a person who is upright, and a strong and courageous person, in order to make the dragon sword screaming proud of the sky, and the monster demon!

　　 Wan Jianyi, apparently cultivated Taiji Xuanqing Dao to Taiqing Realm, which is equivalent to Wuhuang Peak. Peak, even deeper than Dao Xuan's Zhenyuan.

　　 has a special sword and is more powerful.

　　 After all, a century ago, he was called the strongest genius since ancient times, and can be compared to the green leaf ancestor.

　　Although sad for a hundred years, but one person guards the ancestral hall of the ancestor alone.

　　 Um...!

　　Wanjian rose from the sky and came to the top of the sky. He was upright, and the demon retreated.

　　 Qingyun's four sword tactics, Wan Jian one practiced slashing ghosts and spirits, but others could hardly achieve this trick, because practicing this trick requires not only a majestic sword, but also a righteous spirit.

　　Seeing Wan Jianyi's breath, Qi Xiaosheng's eyes polished Baoshan, revealing the color of excitement, and had a new understanding of Jianjue.

　　 "The world is so tidy and tidy that it can be turned into this trick to slay ghosts and spirits, and fully play this trick. Although I learned it, but the body is full of noble energy, so it will be flawed."

　　 Qi Xiaosheng's eyes flashed, his heart was clear.

　　Hao Ran's righteousness is not true qi, but a temperament, a long-term will to kill evil spirits and remove evil spirits, and he will have justice.

　　 "Heaven and earth are upright, and the abundance persists. They do not seek to immortalize, but they cut off ghosts and gods."

　　 In the sky, Wan Jianyi has already made a sword.

　　He cut it out with a sword, and the world was changed, and there was a breath of perplexity around him, and a sword tactic was cut off.

　　The sword tactic is only one thing, but it is condensed to the ultimate sword intention, the indelible will, the sword light cuts through the sky, cuts the fairy demon, kills everything, there is nothing to stop.

　　 "A good one thousand sword one, has almost comprehended kendo, this sword is comparable to Wu Sheng's blow."

　　Qi Xiaosheng had Ling Ran in his heart, and he did not dare to neglect it in the face of a blow comparable to Wu Sheng.

　　 saw him growl, and the five internal organs furnace stopped running, as if it had gone out. At the same moment, the sword lotus in his body was running.

　　 铮铮铮.

　　 The sword gas was concussive, and the god-level sword gang appeared in his hand, which also urged the ghost sword tactic.

　　He is alive with awe-inspiring righteousness, but has supreme dragon spirit.

　　 Supreme dragon spirit is magnificent and magnificent, dispels all evil spirits, and has the same merits as Haoran Zhengqi.

　　 Qi Xiaosheng's body was spurred by the majestic sword qi, several sword wings spawned by the Excalibur, and the awe-inspiring righteousness transformed by Supreme Dragon Qi ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ So much energy was driven together, and it was turned into the slash of the sword.

　　 Slash the ghost and **** sword tactics, kill the ghost and kill the god, and move forward.

　　The sword tactic lifted off and directly hit the Dragon Sword.

　　锵.

　　The sword is shining brightly, the void explodes, the energy flows across, shakes the mountains, and the sky dome shakes.

　　At this moment, all Qingyunmen disciples saw the horrible sword tactic fluctuations in Qingyun Houshan.

　　Qingyunmen Houshan, Magic Moon Cave House.

　　 Daoxuan Zhenren stood at the entrance of the cave, hesitating.

Suddenly, there was a huge shock in the direction of the ancestral ancestral hall. He looked back in the direction of the ancestral ancestral hall. His brows were deeply locked, and he said, "Brother Wan Jianshou was shot by Brother Wan, but who is the other person? ?"

　　Dao Xuanzhen shook his head and had no time to investigate.

　　 "Even Senior Brother Wan was pinned down, this time the Dao was really fierce, it seems that the Zhuxian sword must be used."

　　Dao Xuanzhen no longer hesitated, stepped directly into the Hall of Magic Moon Cave, and fetched the Zhuxian sword.

　　……

Within the ancestral ancestral hall, the Excalibur collided, and Wan Jian fell directly from the sky, and the Dragon Sword returned to his hand, trembling gently, shaking, and a clear sword appeared above the sword body. mark.

　　 The sword marks are deep, as if to cut off the dragon and cut off the waist.

　　 Wan Jian gently stroked the dragon, his face filled with a touch of heartache.