film world traveler

A sword across the sky!

The sudden appearance of the long sword suddenly shocked the beggars present, as well as the generals of the Murong family, A'Zhu and other girls.

The blue steel texture of the sword was simple and unpretentious, and the rhombus-shaped white edge showed a chilling edge. There were no tassels on the hilt, but Duan Yu had already recognized the origin of the sword, and the generals of the Murong family and Wang Yuyan's daughters were on the same day.

The image of Murong Fu bowing down with a sword strike at Yanziwu is still engraved in his mind.

He's coming!

Where are the people?

Murong Fu recognized the sword, and his heart suddenly shook. He opened his eyes wide and quickly scanned the whole place, but did not find his figure.

Pretending to be mysterious?

Haha... A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and now the two shocking blows of Douzhuan and Jianglong were launched simultaneously. He didn't believe that he couldn't destroy this long sword that was like a demon.

Buzz, buzz, buzz.

The faint fluctuations in the air spread violently like ripples, and Murong Fu pierced the sky with his hands. Ten percent of his original strength was transferred under the pressure of qi and blood, and became more violent and turbulent, like a whirlpool in the vast ocean, strangulating and swallowing the air.

Thousands of wisps of Qi energy can be seen intertwined with each other, and the flying sand and rocks are sucked into it and suddenly carried by the air flow, turning into hidden weapons and shooting out in all directions.

At this moment, a dragon's roar roared in all directions, the momentum became more powerful and substantive, Qiao Feng's fighting spirit soared into the sky, and his blood surged.

This reaction was not due to the ever-changing threat, but the energy of the sword.

His hands were like hammers striking the sky, and all the hair on Qiao Feng's body exploded. When his eyes touched the sword, he felt as if he had encountered a natural enemy. The sword was like a dragon-slaying sword!

He couldn't sense any powerful enemies coming from all directions, but why didn't he know that there was an expert who wanted to test the power of Douzhuan Jianglong's two shocking blows!

Such courage and demeanor made him want to look up to the sky and scream.

This world already lacks a peerless swordsman, but now that an expert is born, he, Qiao Feng, might as well help him.

Boom boom boom!!!

The ground shook violently, and with one step, it was like the mountains were shaking and the ground was shaking. Qiao Feng's palms shook the sky, his energy was exerted, his energy and blood surged like waves, and 90% of the power of the Dragon-Subduing Divine Palm had already been blasted out.

The nine levels of strength are Qiao Feng's accumulation of many years of fighting experience. He has regrets when he is too strong, and he has a little bit of strength left, but the effect is more domineering than using all his strength.

The power of the palm was generated, and for a moment, wind and thunder surged, and the energy roared into the sky like waves overwhelming mountains and seas. Wherever it passed, the wind was as strong as a knife and the faces of people nearby were hurt, which was horrifying.

The power of the two moves was earth-shattering. Looking over again, the sword also moved.

One sword shocks all directions!

The long sword whirled rapidly in mid-air, and the afterimages were chaotic, as if a whirlwind had blown up in the middle, and the sword's roar seemed to be faintly heard in the far distance in the sky.

The clanging sound of the sword is like the chanting of an exciting battle formation, arousing the high spirits of everyone on the field. This is the sword, the king of a hundred weapons.

The sword wielder has been given too much meaning, and the hilt of the sword has been held by a thick hand.

The sword comes from heaven, and so do people.

Wearing a green robe to cover his body, his clothes were fluttering and fluttering in the strong wind swept by two peerless moves, adding a bit of chicness. What's even more surprising is that his appearance is not only handsome and handsome, but also extremely young.

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As soon as the sword was raised, wind and thunder suddenly appeared.

Two shocking tricks of lightning and flint were in front of him in an instant. Chen Jun moved his body, only to see him perform Lingbo Microstep, and his figure disappeared suddenly. Hundreds of unpredictable shadows flashed in all directions, east, west, north and south, resisting

Invasion with two great tricks.

Swish swish!!!

Figures and afterimages flashed alternately, and no one could distinguish the essence.

Duan Yu blushed and felt ashamed. Compared with him, he had practiced Lingbo Weibu like a child hiding in his house. Wang Yuyan stopped and watched closely, her heart couldn't help but feel tense for no reason. She wanted to open her mouth to help that person out of the crisis, but she didn't.

way.

"The Twenty-eight Dragon Subduing Palms, the movement of stars and stars, is a unique skill in the world. He was pulled and locked by the Qi machine, and it was impossible to escape with the help of Qinggong and Shenfa."

As she expected, when she jumped to the center of the two special moves, she would definitely be attacked by both sides. At this time, the Dragon Subduing Palm Technique and the Star Shifting Movement were also pulled by Qi. The torrent of Qi seemed like huge waves in the river. It was not the sword technique that vented the Qi.

It will not be taken back.

"interesting!"

As Chen Jun's movements flashed, a warning sign struck in his heart. He looked at the infuriating traction of these two unique moves with a curious and exploratory eye, "Isn't this what I want? How can I force the tenth without pressure?"

The Four Swords and the Fifteenth Sword.”

"Hahaha, you're well on your way. The battle turns and subdues the dragon. The sun changes and the stars move. Double-click to kill together. Listen to the sword chant!"

The wanton and hearty laughter spread like thunder across the field. At this moment, Lingbo's slight steps stopped, and Chen Jun's figure suddenly rose a few feet, leaping into the air. His energy surged, his sleeves squeaked, and with a sudden wave, the ball in his palm

The long sword cut through the sky as if it was being pulled, and the arc's smart cold light chased the stars and the moon.

boom!

Boom boom boom!!!

The first, second, third, eleventh, and twelfth sword were used to kill each other.

Those sword rays were like the brightest electric light in the world, exuding fatal danger. The sword energy intertwined like a net, overwhelmingly hitting the surface of Jinqi Changlong's skin, making it inconspicuous or inconspicuous.

And every sword move passed between the two ultimate moves of the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms and the Star Shift. Either the sword was deflected, or it was as fast as thunder.

"Huo Ruyi shoots at the nine sunsets, as powerful as a group of emperors flying into the sky.

It comes like thunder to calm down its wrath, and it ends like the clear light of the river and sea.”

Seeing the brilliant swordsmanship, this poem flashed in the minds of the beggars, Duan Yu and others.

There are countless people who practice swordsmanship in the world, but there is no one who has mastered swordsmanship so magnificently and domineeringly!

Buzz!

There was a ripple in the air.

The thirteenth sword was swung out. This was a sword move that everyone in the world dreamed of. Its power was truly earth-shattering, but it was a pity that it could shake Douzuan Subduing Dragon but could not defeat it.

The sword moves have been exhausted, and many martial arts masters have noticed the clues, knowing that these thirteen shocking sword skills have reached the end of their strength. Seeing Chen Jun dodge and retreat, everyone felt slightly disappointed.

Duan Yu knew that Mr. Chen's swordsmanship was the best in the world. Although he was defeated by Qiao Feng and Murong Feng, his martial arts might have reached a terrifying level. He was both respectful and fearful.

Is there really no next sword left?

Wang Yuyan was puzzled, and her eyebrows suddenly straightened, as if the peach blossoms were in full bloom in April.

Just because Chen Jun raised his sword with his long arms!

As soon as his hand shook, the sword in his hand flew out like a sword, almost indescribably fast.

The sword is swung out like the sunset, like the scorching sun, like the rainbow, like the dark clouds, like moving and still, like emptiness and reality, like on the left and right, like in front and behind, like fast and slow, like

Empty yet solid.

Although there is only one sword, at this moment, the entire battle space seems to be densely covered with thousands of magic swords.

At this moment, Murong Fu's clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and Qiao Feng's eyelids were twitching wildly. They were completely unable to crack, parry, greet, or dodge, and could only use their best moves to hit him.

Boom!

Smoke and dust rose into the sky, and the leaves of the apricot forest within half a mile were violently shaken off.

Qiao Feng was pushed back five steps, and Murong Fu took seven or eight steps back before he stabilized his figure. In the center of the fluctuation, a handsome young man in a green robe slowly tiptoed to the ground, falling silently on the crack like a spider web.

of ground.

"That man won. The fourteenth sword was victorious, and he actually forced back the shocking combined attack of the two most outstanding young masters in the world."

The beggars of the Beggar Clan and the elders of the elders of the Beggar Clan were shocked, while the Murong family general on the opposite side was also in a state of shock. Nan Murong and Bei Qiao Feng's twin dragons couldn't stop him?

"Your swordsmanship is superb. You can actually defeat the combined attack of Brother Murong and me. I wonder if you can tell me your name so that we can drink together later."

Even though Qiao Feng failed, he still seemed like a normal person, enthusiastic and forthright without losing the demeanor of a gang leader.

Murong Fu trembled slightly, unable to believe the facts, and a stern look appeared in his eyes. However, after hearing Qiao Feng's words, he burst into laughter and bowed respectfully to say:

"Murong Fu has met the master!"