Phoenix Destiny

"This is --" Shao Zhengyang blinked in surprise.

"What happened?" On the high platform, the elders suddenly stood up.

"This...nothing!" More people exclaimed.

The old lady who kept the door suddenly looked up and couldn't hide the color of surprise.

Lu Mingshu squats and squats. Yu Xin calmly responded and raised the sword to fight back.

Almost no one thinks that Lu Mingshu can win. No matter the depth of the foundation, the solidification of Xuanli, Lu Mingshu can not compare with the letter.

The same is true, the two mysterious lights collided, and soon the one belonging to Lu Mingshu was suppressed, slowly receding, and seeing the victory of the letter -

In an instant, the sword flowed, a tyrannical meaning, rushed out of Lu Mingshu's sword, turned into a sword, continuous, swept away!

The sword gas rubbed against the air and made a series of popping sounds.

The situation has changed too fast and no one has responded.

"Hey!" The giant sword was broken, and the letter was sullen and flew out.

The sword has been around for a long time, almost forming a vortex.

The girl in the center of the vortex, standing in the air, hunting around the sword, the sword is sturdy, reflecting her childish face.

Everyone forgot the words.

Until the sword disappeared, she landed.

The old lady spits out a sigh of relief, her eyes are slightly stunned, and the slow channel: "Swords are shaped, swords are shaped! A fusion of disciples can actually break through this..."

"Dangdang!" On the high platform, a cup was overturned.

"What happened?" someone shouted in anger. Clearly believe that you will win? How could the situation suddenly reverse?

"This Lu Mingshu, shouldn't it be cheating?"

"Oh!" Yu Wenshi snorted. "There is a elder who sits in the town, where is cheating? Can't you see it? She is a breakthrough in the battle, and the sword is shaped!"

"What? Sword is shaped?"

Yu Wenshi disdain to answer, even the sword can not see the shape, so I am saying that I am out of the realm?

However, it is really hard to think of. In the fusion of the environment can achieve the shape of the sword, the entire ancient summer land, there are few? What can be done, there is no limit to the future. Before the sword was transformed, the swordsmanship was improved again. It was all dead. After the sword was shaped, there was a soul.

Yu Xin lost to this sword, not awkward. The adversary’s advancement is really a crime of non-war.

What surprised Yu Wenshi was that this child had such courage. When she took out the sword, she did not expect that she would advance in the battle, and more of the instinct under the pressure of desperation.

Some people, under pressure, will not be able to break into the army. Some people will have a strong potential when they are forced into desperation.

The latter is really enviable.

" Lost? Uncle Shi lost?" After a while, the disciples who watched the battle reacted.

"Yeah, it's incredible."

"How did you lose it? How can I not understand it? Isn’t Master Shu always taking advantage?"

"I don't understand..."

Some people also called: "Ha ha ha, I said that Lu Shijie can win, 18-game winning streak, 18-game winning streak! How, I am right?"

The man who had previously bet with him shouted: "I don't know how to win. It was obviously the uncle who prevailed..."

"Take him! Anyway, I am right!"

Compared to the turmoil under the Huanhua Peak, the door is silent.

Those disciples who watched this battle through the cloud mirror could not understand their ups and downs.

They really felt that the mighty sword, and the sword that almost condensed into a solid! Therefore, when those people of Yan Huafeng questioned Lu Mingshu’s victory, they were collectively silent.

No one can doubt the meaning of the sword in the shackles.

After a while, Yu Xin slowly got up.

He looked down at the huge sword in his hand, and then looked at Lu Mingshu, who was standing on the sword, but he smiled happily: "Haha, happy! It is really fun to see the sword and shape it!"

Going forward, bow your head and hold your fist: "Lu Shizhen, I admit defeat!"

Lu Mingshu looked up with a smile, his body swayed, and he could no longer support it.

"Oh--" The blood that was forbearing, finally spit it out.

"Lu Mingshu!"

"Ming Shu!"

The blood in the chest surged, and the eyes were stunned. The mouth was stuffed with pills and warmed down the throat.

For a while, Lu Ming eased. What I saw in the blink of an eye was the face of Gao Song.

Just opened his mouth and was stopped: "Don't talk, you should rest first."

"But, I have to pass the customs..." Lu Mingshu said, struggling to look at the old lady, "predecessors..."

The old lady squinted: "Lu Mingshu, you have 18 consecutive victories, deservedly the top of the dispute in this Tianmen. However, the door has a door rule, this last level, still have to pass."

Lu Mingshu nodded: "Please give me some time for my seniors..."

The old lady looked up and smiled quite kindly: "You are on the rise, exhausting your strength ahead of time, don't you feel it?"

Lu Mingshu heard a word and immediately became shocked! This predecessor, she has long seen the problems in her body, and also knows her current state. Exhausting the power ahead of time... It really is true. She is now in the air, even if she uses the meditation formula, she does not respond - the epiphany of the sword, her potential to stimulate the state, was terminated early.

This is how to do? After winning 18 games in a row, I was unable to pass the game and it was too bad!

"Predecessors!" Gao Sheng’s voice sounded, "The Tianmen dispute can be teamed up, right?"

The old woman slowly nodded and said: "Yes! However, Rong Lao reminds you that you are a kid, I am afraid I can't pass it!"

"This……"

The old lady looked at him with a smile: "Don't worry, I will give you a fragrant time and slowly find a teammate."

"I am coming too." A voice sounded.

Lu Mingshu and Gao Wei heard the sound, actually Tan Hanbing!

Nodded to them, Tan Yubing said: "I don't know the two teachers, can you let me join?"

Gao Hao is overjoyed: "Tan Shishu, thank you very much."

"Mutual help." Tan Yubing smiled slightly. "Lu Shizhen, you should go to the rest first."

At this time, Lu Mingshu would not be polite with her: "There is a master of labor."

She retreated to the side and looked at the old lady's cane in her hand. On the platform, there were dozens of swords in the sword array, surrounded by Gao Song and Tan Yubing.

This old lady is really unusual, much more powerful than the next door and the middle door.

Under the platform, Yuan Ziyang asked: "Why didn't you just say anything? Isn't this a good opportunity?"

Shao Zhengyang said: "If things are done too much, they will be deliberate. We are scrupulous about her relationship with Zhou Jia. Why should she not care about our struggle with Zhou Jia? Since I intend to show it well, then I will put her in the shoes for her. Pulling into our camp is not good for her."

"Is that the case?" Yuan Ziyang thought about his chin and suddenly asked, "You have no selfishness?"

"Yuan Shishu, you..."

Yuan Ziyang said again: "On the age, you are quite equal to her, right?"

Shao Zhengyang shook his head: "You think too much."