Everlasting Sword God

"You deserve to do it to Master?"

The dragon county master Jiao uttered a change of shape, and immediately moved to Shen Zhenyi. In the face of Shen Baihe's brutal murderous move, he was not scared at all. With one move in his left hand, a dragon-shaped sword spit out in the palm of his hand, swirling and dancing in the air, immediately covering Shen Baihe's sight.

Shen Baihe was also considered to be a very experienced man. When he lost sight of the target, he immediately turned back. The swift offensive immediately turned into defensive-but unfortunately it was too late!

Long Jun was grand and magnificent. The dragon-shaped sword expanded to three square feet and immediately covered Shen Baihe.

Shen Baihe only felt that sword air was coming from all directions, desperately waving the sword, but where could he resist it?

I only heard Ding-Ding-Dang as a crisp sound. His sleeve sword was cut into seventeen pieces, and dozens of wounds were instantly added to his body. He was thrown out like a sackcloth pocket, rolled off the dust, unconscious. .

one move!

With just one move, the Long Jun master practiced Shen Baihe as a climber.

Shen Baihe didn't even know how he was defeated.

The audience didn't understand.

Even the leading Shen Yizhou didn't feel shivering.

——He didn't see the shot of the Longjun Lord just now.

He met the Lord of Longjun in Jiuzhongxiao. Because of the blood of the Dragons and his beauty, he also glanced a few more times secretly.

At that time, the master of Longjun was inferior to him, and he had never practiced such a powerful sword. Now if it was Shen Yizhou who was standing opposite him, and faced with this dragon-shaped sword, he would have to fight with 120,000 points to deal with it, otherwise, he would not repeat the mistake of Shen Baihe.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

"Why is this little girl so powerful?"

"She is of the blood of the Dragon race, perhaps cultivated in depth, and is an old monster with years of accumulation. Don't panic!"

Say not to panic, these suzerainers have been panicking.

It was originally thought that even if it was not a soft persimmon, with the twelve swordsman and the landlord, it could be suppressed.

I did not expect that Shen Zhenyi's disciples were really so powerful. In one move, they defeated the Shen Baihe who practiced climbing the stairs. These old guys ca n’t practice martial arts. They still have a little insight, and Shen Baihe ’s practice is comparable to them. They were cut and killed by people with a sword. If they were the ones who just went up, wouldn't they be ashamed?

The disciples are so much better, Master?

Their eyes turned to Shen Yizhou, waiting for his idea.

Shen Yizhou was totally unprepared to go shirtless. He came here today to do a side view, waiting for Shen Baihe to come forward, and then he came to be a good man.

Who knew Shen Baihe was so useless!

Before Shen Zhenyi took the shot, he was knocked to the ground by his apprentice. How should this scene sing?

To this day, it is difficult to ride a tiger, and Shen Yizhou has only scratched his head.

He coughed and shook his head: "Three sons, your disciples might be too hard to learn from each other. Granddaughter is not skilled at getting started, but he was just joking with you, why take it seriously?"

Is a sword a joke for human life?

auzw.com Shen Zhenyi was too lazy to reply, Chu Huoluo's eyebrows stood upright and yelled, "Shen Baihe was originally guilty, but now he's getting worse, deceiving his teacher and destroying his ancestors, what have we taught him? Don't say It is him, even if you are the so-called seniors, if you dare to chatter, I will learn a sword from my sister and drive you all out! "

The Lord of Long County was in the limelight. Of course, Chu Huoluo refused to give up. On the other hand, she was angry, and intentionally taught these unreasonable guys.

You are not the blood of the Dragon race. Can you have such a high sword skill?

The lords of the sword lords did not cry when they saw the coffin. The lord of the rusty sword sneered, "Your master is afraid to say a big word, you are so arrogant? If the landlord allows me, I would like to see your masters! "

On the one hand, he felt that Shen Baihe was a strong foreigner, and on the other hand, he was also aiming at Shen Yizhou, and decided to bet on luck. The disciples who want to come to this tribe cannot be as horrible as the dragons, and he should take it down.

If you do something in front of Shen Yizhou, you will benefit in the future.

Sure enough, Shen Yizhou saw him take the initiative to save the field, with great joy, and laughed: "If you have the nature, you might as well play with them and let them know the size of the world. If I win, I will reward myself!"

As soon as he expressed his position, the suzerainers suddenly felt like they were fighting chicken blood, and they dared to rush ahead, saying that they could also try with Chu Huoluo.

Chu Huoluo knew that they looked down on themselves, even more furious, and yelled, "Since this is the case, you don't have to fight anymore, you can all unify! Within three strokes, the old lady doesn't chop you into flesh and blood, even if you win! "

She learned Shen Zhenyi's enlargement.

Although the spirit of Shen Zhenyi was calm and irritating, but it was enough for those sword lords who wanted to face.

"What a bravery! Huang Mao girl, I really don't know the height!"

"Sometimes you cry!"

"Do you think you are the old Lord Shen, and dare to brag like this?"

In the minds of this group of people, the only one who can do it one-to-many, and still be able to win against them, is only the twelve sword tower masters. Even if Shen Zhenyi was not weak, they did not believe that Shen Zhenyi could treat them all by themselves.

Not to mention his female apprentice?

Arrogant, it's too arrogant!

Every suzerain is filled with indignation, and they have said that they can join forces to give Chu Huoluo an unforgettable lesson.

"She, the third oldest girl, can she?"

Shen Shou felt that Chu Huoluo was too full of words, and he couldn't help worrying about it--even if his son's swordsmanship was so amazing, so many masters practiced Kendo for so many years. Where is it so easy to subdue?

Shen Zhenyi smiled lightly and shook her head: "Enough."

These so-called Kendo masters are like chickens and dogs in his eyes.

Although Chu Huoluo is not a tool, it is enough to deal with these people.

Shen Shou was speechless.

The third son is always so confident.

But he never missed it.

Just for the calmness of his son's confidence, he also learned to relax and watch Chu Huoluo fight with a number of Kendo masters.

"If we join forces and can't even pick up a Huangmao girl, then we turn around and leave, and get out of the abandoned sword villa!"

The Sovereign Lord of the Sword is also confident.