Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

The rain is getting smaller.

The wind is getting mad.

Foreign noodles are constantly being stirred up by waves of strange waves,

Choppy.

It seems that there are long dragons fighting on the bottom of the sea.

Twenty miles from the coastline.

Around the big ship where Zhu Bishi is located, there are already dozens of ships of different sizes, stopping at a distance, floating above the sea, waiting for the battle to begin.

Every ship has a powerful air of martial arts released. On this stormy ocean, fix the ship and avoid being overturned by the wind and waves.

At this time, the divine light floats.

A white boat, not slow or slow, steadily crossed the wind and waves, and slowly entered the scope of the battle.

The boat is only three meters long and two meters wide, and the passing place is within ten meters of the circle. The wind stops and the rain breaks, and the waves disappear. It seems like it is a world of its own. It is strangely extreme.

On the bow of the ship stood a gorgeous woman in white dress.

The white long skirt is unstained, sloppy, the skin is like fat, blowable, and the skin is better than the snow. The black long hair is surrounded by golden hair bands, and the golden soft waistband is tied around the waist to close the originally loose robe. The beams set off the woman's figure is soft and graceful, the peaks are tall, the legs are slender, and the curve of the waist and hips is perfect.

She stood on the bow of the ship, her eyes deep and smart, her facial features were exquisite and exquisite, and she had a noble and sacred temperament, as if it were the nine-day mysterious girl who was left behind.

Slightly back on the right side, stood a tall boy.

The teenager looks fifteen or sixteen years old, but his shoulders and waist are narrow, his figure is long, he is half a head taller than a woman, his face is like a crown jade, his eyes are like lacquer, his eyebrows are flying diagonally into the temples, his nose straight and his mouth straight The simple and simple blue student robe was worn on him like a fairy robe.

Ying is quite handsome, unmatched.

Everyone sees it, and can't help but take it away from God.

Even if he is a practising martial arts master, his state of mind is complete, but at this time he can't help but shine, and he feels a sense of tremendous feeling that `` the turbulent world has such a pair of fairy couples. ''

This man and a woman is naturally the Qin priest and Lin Beichen.

Here is the master's respect for safety, Lin Beichen finally persuaded the Qin priest, the two drove together to cheer Ding Sanshi.

Zhu Bishi noticed the arrival of the two people in the first time.

The two of them appeared together, and Nadine Sanshi's position was self-evident.

"It seems that I can't keep my hands today."

There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

On the boat.

"Watch the game today, don't shoot."

Qin priest said.

Lin Beichen nodded like a chick pecked rice, and said, "You know, Sister Qin, you have said so many times, I will never mess up ..."

Said, his eyes were spinning round and round, looking around. Finally, he saw that there were several large ships with professionals carrying the [Qianlimu] lens, and they were debugging the Xuanwen formation method. Obviously, they were to broadcast the battle of the great masters that sensationed more than half of the North Sea Empire. .

This is assured.

The time of a tea is fleeting.

Approached during the decisive battle.

Has not seen Ding Sanshi appear.

On the surrounding boats and ships, the waiting crowd showed unexpected colors in their eyes.

"Why not come yet?"

"Aren't you afraid?"

"What has been delayed?"

Bottles, big and small, sounded a discussion.

On the big ship in the middle of the sea, Zhu Bishi jumped in shape, flew into the air, spanned a distance of 50 meters, and landed steadily on the surface of the sea. A water column slowly flew up, like Sendai, holding him up above the sea.

"Ding Lei, the time is up and he appears to die!"

Zhu Bishi spoke.

Its sound is thunderous.

The sound wave broke out into the sky and straightened the red of the void within hundreds of meters in front of it. The rainwater shattered into mist and fog, and swept away towards the port, sweeping away like a misty dragon.

"What a strong Xuanqi Xiuwei."

"Horrible, worthy of being the head of the four sword slaves."

The spectators on the ships around, could not help changing their face.

Just at this sound, see the skill.

Experts only have no action.

"Why didn't Master come yet?"

Lin Beichen was so anxious to see this pig so arrogant.

Master, his old man would n’t be a retreat, he would just go into the magic and die, right?

at this time--

咻!

Hundreds of meters of white sword light came from the direction of the harbour.

"The hour is coming, are you in a hurry to die?"

Ding Sanshi's voice, like thunder, roared from the direction of the port.

The 100-meter sword light seemed to be a chopping of the sky, and the water mist and air dragon roared from Zhu Bishi was split directly from it. Sword marks, take Zhu Bishi straight!

Zhu Bishi's eyes were suddenly shocked.

He reached out and drew his sword directly.

Long sword in hand, one sword stabbed.

Boom!

Jianguang struck the sea, bursting into a deafening roar.

The terrible force hit the water surface in the center, and the country was depressed by three or four meters in an instant, and then burst violently. The water columns were like a dragon going out of the sea, and tens of meters!

The sky is full of mist.

Wait until the waves settle.

But I saw a water column four meters in diameter 20 meters away from Zhu Bishi. The complete fountain generally floated ten meters high. On top of it, Ding Sanshi, who held the sword of virtue, stood towering, and his thin body was like a towering ancient mountain. Generally, it seems that the sky dome is to be broken!

There are so many martial arts strongmen around, but he hasn't seen how he appeared.

Seems to come from the sword light.

"Yes, this is the style of the Baiyun City sword fairy in the past."

Zhu Bishi's eyes were burning with fighting intent, his eyes glowed with purple light, just like two burning purple **** stones.

Within ten meters of his body, the purple Xuanqi is like a cosmic nebula slowly spreading out. The purple lightning within it is looming, even if you look at it from a distance, you can feel the area, containing The terrifying power of destruction.

"It is only you like this who are barely eligible to die under my [Purple Electric Sword]."

Zhu Bishi must be flying, his posture is extremely chic, and his backhand explores in the void.

A purple rustic ancient sword appeared in his hand in the glimmer of light.

The sword body is light purple, its quality is like stone, with rock-like texture, and the blade body is not very sharp, giving a thick and heavy feeling.

This is the famous "Purple Electric Excalibur" from Qiancaoxing Province.

Zhu Bishi's honor is also due to the sword.

"The battle for the tongue is not helpful, the long sword has its own points."

Ding Sanshi smiled, and the temperament that was not very dusty was actually sublimated, and the fairy air was turned out.

He was full of vitality and opened.

Xuanqi is pale white, like white clouds.

The cloud-like profound energy circulates slowly, showing the shadows of different shades of auspicious clouds, floating around his body, setting him like a giant in the cloud.

The sword of virtue in his hand is also an explosion of aura, flying directly in the air, hiding behind him, slightly vibrating, and slowly floating, a silver sword tip floats behind his head, blooming like a star, photoprinted Three Stones!

People are in the clouds.

Behind the sword.

It is like a heaven and earth, a white cloud sword fairy.

Everyone around the strong people can't help but tremble.

Someone has heard about the prestige of the former sword fairy Ding Lei, and some people haven't heard it.

But at this moment, all the observers realized that this upcoming decisive battle is definitely more splendid than they had imagined before.

[Zidian Excalibur], the head of the four great sword slaves, is afraid that it will usher in a bitter battle.

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Thank you Lu Fei De Lu, Pig for encouraging Doudou, Dao Meng to ridicule, Ji Yao Shanhe for your great support.