Plundering the Heavens

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Fang Da’s sentence is not bad. He really doesn’t know how much he has left, because with the improvement of the realm, in the realm of Jin Dan, he has already met the enemy and dealt with ordinary practitioners. He will kill him at all, and he will not need to fight with all his strength. For some people who seem to be better than themselves, his temper determines that he will not choose to fight hard, and the heart of his stomach will be one by one. The jump out, which led to his prediction of his own strength, almost became a theoretical calculation, from the hate son because of the retreat for ten years and do not know how strong their kendo, he is too few opponents and do not know how much fierce!

Today, the situation is sinister, and it is time to let go!

If you don't want to play, you can't play it, but when you really want to fight, the line is not ambiguous!

In the twinkling of an eye, the celestial mirror shines away from the hate son, the three heads and six arms show up, the broken eyes are broken, the dragon murder knife throws a horrible magic cloud, and the remaining hands pick up all kinds of French seals, almost In a moment, I will cover the hate son...

All kinds of magic weapons and great skills have come together, and it is hard to use words to describe them!

"impressive……"

Even the little princess of Yaochi was shocked. The first time I saw the true ability of Fang Xing.

But soon she frowned. "Hey. He has three heads and six hands..."

"A sword in ten years of dreams, wake up the sword and try the world!"

In the face of the fierce attack of the side, the hateful son has dropped his eyes, and he is long and sturdy, and the rear line is a knife. His body disappeared like an instant, and he turned into an endless sword light. He swam away and filled the various spaces within this square cave. The mirror of the heavenly man came over, but there was no one in the mirror. Things did not capture his existence at all. Naturally lost the power of God. The dragon knives of Fang Xing slashed and smashed, and they also smashed an empty space. The sacred magic light manifested itself, and the same effect was not obvious.

Incarnate as a sword, practice no more!

Da Jinwu and others warmed up the sword spirit and turned it into the strongest attack, but the opponent could still attack his flesh. And his path of practice is also his own, and the sword spirit is the supplement, but this clearly leaves the path of being completely different from them. He has practiced swords for ten years, but he has achieved sword spirit, that sword spirit. It is him, he is also the sword spirit, and there is no flesh directly...

It's hard to say who is right and who is wrong!

This kind of kendo from the hate son, the power is ten times stronger than Da Jinwu and others. The same is the ten years of warming up. The swordsmanship of Dajinwu and others has just begun to show its power. He has already spurred the power of seven or eighty percent, which is not the same.

But correspondingly, he gave up his body.

This kind of enthusiasm, probably only does not love the beauty who loves to kill people who hate the son!

"咻咻咻"...

All kinds of magic weapons have lost their effectiveness. Instead, the swordsman's wings swept over and collided with the endless sword light.

"Fortunately, I have a lot of means, or I have to be bullied and die..."

Fang Xing also secretly bite his teeth, simply put away other magic weapons and other things, concentrate on driving the sword and the big wings to defend the enemy, for a time, can only see his big sleeves waving, the shape is calm as a mountain, firmly nailed to the ground, The two wings of the black and white swords are swaying and sweeping the void, but in the void, there are overwhelming sharp and horrible swords, one by one, flying in all directions, followed by Every flaw of his flaws, every gap in his body, moves in and out, and it is dazzling and dazzling.

"嗤嗤嗤嗤"

The surrounding lava was rubbed by their swords, and it was cut down like tofu. The endless gravel rock fell, and then was twisted into a powder by the sword light, which made the film more and more wide and tall. Up, their battle circle has also expanded from twenty square feet to thirty squares, and the hundred squares are round and round. From this melting path, a huge grotto has been cut!

"I have been practicing swords for ten years in my dreams, and I have achieved kendo. I woke up and found that I was gone..."

The two kendo swords and swordsmen collided fiercely between the scenes, just like a battlefield. In this battlefield, the sound of the endless swordsman sounded, and it was a bit of a surprise to the hate son, and there were some surprises: "But I didn't have myself. Instead, I helped me to embark on the sacred kendo. A sword is from the heart, and the law is broken. I can break through the sword with one sword. There is no rival between the same world. I didn't think you were this weird sword. Actually, I am somewhat similar to the kendo that I realized. Unfortunately, you can't give up on yourself, so you can only find ways to defend, and the kendo is the way to kill. You have the meaning of returning, but you are doomed to kendo. Pure, how can I compare with me?"

"叮叮叮叮"...

Innumerable shattered sounds in the air sounded from time to time, and the winds of the horrible swordsmanship burst into flames. In the sneer of hateful sons, countless swords and lights changed like a battle, and the two swords and wings of the square line continued to smash. It seems that a kind of sword is eroding against another kind of sword. It is a step by step. It occupies a stronger advantage and gradually gains the upper hand. His voice is like a sword. At the bottom of the line, he kept pulling his heartstrings, disintegrating his fighting spirit, and even scorning his kendo...

What he said did have some truth. When he was fighting the martial arts, he had already discovered it. His swordsmanship was infinitely powerful, but unfortunately he did not fully understand it. Because this sword magic is the offensive swordsmanship, it will inevitably appear some flaws, the power is even more invisible, it is weaker by 30%, and the hatred of the son, this disadvantage is more obvious.

He has already practiced himself, so he can completely abandon the defense and concentrate on the kendo.

Of course, the truth is this truth, but when you say it to the hate son, the party is not happy...

"The fight is a fight. What do you do with so much?"

He stared at the sword and the wings. One eyebrows provoked and opened: "Now you are bragging, but it is very cool, but how come the sword is not in your heart? Smelly shameless, grabbed from a woman? Tell You, her sword tires are all sent by me. Now, with the baby that belongs to me, let's take this cowhide and think about the feeling of this sword tire?"

"Tell you, I heard about it at the beginning, I was still angry. I wanted to take you out and smoke your mouth and smother you, but now I saw you like this bear. I suddenly didn't get angry. I knew that if you got the sword, you would become this bear-like little man. I might give you the sword tires. Hahahaha. Practice the sword and practice it yourself. You are also very embarrassed to say that it is quite proud?"

Rumble!

Speaking of the rise, his swordsman's wings were fierce, swaying out of layers of magic light, and forced the air Jianguang to retreat a few feet, simply plugging his waist and squatting up: "Little Master, I will ask you now. Even if you Now I have learned how to be the highest martial art, even if you are really invincible in the same situation. Even your own flesh is gone, I only ask you to eat and taste now? Can you sleep at night?"

The voice is getting more and more thoughts, and finally the momentum is flourishing, and the question is justified: "Is there still a small Tintin in the pants?"

"Hey, why are you doing this..."

The little princess Yaochi couldn’t listen, and raised her hand to cover her ears.

However, she was reminded by the party that she really thought of this problem...

Yes, from the hate son, I said that I have not practiced myself. In fact, the body is integrated into the sword spirit. Incarnate as a sword, and then it will become like a spirit, but in this way, as a human feature disappears, then he...

"Oh, it’s too dirty. Can’t think about it..."

The little princess's face suddenly became red, and this time she smothered her face.

"nonsense!"

In the void, countless swords trembled, and the angry voice of the hate son rang, and he always looked cold and swordy. He also had an indescribable anger at this time. After all, he just woke up soon. After all, he found out that he had not practiced himself after practicing his sword for ten years. He just started to accept it. Although these drinks were vulgar, even though they seemed to be on the table, they were really stinging him, and the anger was already The unstoppable skyrocketing: "Under my sword, can you still have a life?"

boom!

The countless swords in the air suddenly merged with each other at this time, and turned into a strange sword of quaintness. According to the orientation of the congenital gossip, the square was firmly pointed in the middle, and then paused for a moment, Jianqi The skyrocketing, coming straight!

At this point, he has spurred his strongest kendo!

As if I was responding to the words, even if I didn't have everything, under my sword, you have to lose your life!

The sword and the big wings of the square line were almost wiped out by him. Now it is necessary to crush it with one blow.

However, the square line and so on is also the moment, when the Eight Swords hit, he directly slashed the sword and the wings!

There is no long thing in this way, and the lonely man stands in the middle of the eight ancient swords.

"Little girl, now!"

The party suddenly drunk, and then the hands were up and down, slowly pushing.

The eight ancient swords, seeing that they will stab the side of the square, smashing him, but the little princess has already shot at this time, and I don’t know what kind of weird technique is being used, and there is a layer of ripples in the air. The eight-handed sword was confined to the void.

It’s just a moment of imprisonment, but it’s a crucial moment for the other side.

In such a moment of hard work, he has turned his hands one by one and pushed forward a circle. In his body, up and down, the two powerful forces show up, and the surrounding walls are directly along at the moment. His movements are distorted, like soft mud, the heavens and the earth begin to rotate, and the mind is in the sense of sensing, it seems to see that the sky is falling, while the earth is rising, the core of the party acts, and the two represent the power of heaven and earth. Collided together, and everything in the week was caught between the heavens and the earth.

"This... what is this technique?"

The eight ancient swords screamed together, and they screamed a little horrified from the hate son.

"You practiced yourself, turned into a sword, and a sword broke all things, and the little man turned the heavens and the earth into a grinding disc..."

The party slowly promoted the world's great grinding, and sneered and said: "I still want the overlord to be **** the bow. Is it really so powerful?"

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Ps: How do so many people care about the little sister downstairs...