Supreme Soaring Immortal

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At this time, the shape of the piano double swept away from the leaves. The elder face on the high platform showed a surprise color:

"She actually chose the poetry of the natural spirit of Song?"

"It is estimated that self-esteem is too high!"

"Is the eyesight too bad?"

"Young people have suffered some setbacks."

The double figure flies in the air, because at this time a monk rushed to the downfall of Song poetry, the Song poetry and filigree jade pointed to the monk volley, the monk was frozen into a big hail. Song Shishi flew up and kicked the big hail down the ring.

"Oh..."

The big hail fell on the ground and shattered. The monk jumped up from the ground and looked at the Song poetry above the high platform.

"Hey..."

The monks rushed from the four sides to the top of the ring. The Song poetry did not wait for those monks to get on the stage and get the qualification to fight against her. Standing in the middle of the ring, the figure was hovering like a crane, and the hands were ten fingers. Those monks who had not yet reached the ring, turned into big hail and fell to the ground. No one was able to board the ring.

"The moon is endless!"

Song Shishi suddenly gaze at her eyes. In her eyes, Qin double is slowly coming in the air.

With a bang, Song Shishi’s body flutters around the body, hovering around the body, and the battle of the sky is spurting around the ring. Unparalleled self-signaling, she looked down on everything, and the look of Qin double was full of pressure.

In her eyes, in her heart, at this moment, she is invincible, no one can stop her from moving towards the first step. Who dares to stop, she will kill.

Under this invincible state of mind, she will play her own strength. Ten percent of the repairs will burst eleven or even twelve, the speed will be faster, the reaction will be more acute, and the moves will be more sophisticated.

This is the potential!

Potential! It is not the time to face the battle, but the state of Song Shi poetry at this time is to raise the momentum, to nurture from a field victory, and finally to defeat all opponents, just to follow the trend.

Qin double has fallen on the platform, she can feel the rushing from the opposite side, such as the Yangtze River and the general momentum. The piano double refers to the sword and slowly lifts it up. In the heart:

"Let me see your sixth, the spirit of a natural spirit last year."

"Booming..."

The poetry of Song Shi's poetry is like a stormy wave, and it is usually slapped toward the piano. The piano stands quietly on the platform, and there is no warfare on the body. There is no trace of imposing confrontation with Song poetry. Just slowly raise the sword.

"sand……"

It was like a hurricane, and the grass was ringing. Everyone couldn’t help but look around, and saw countless grasses detached from the earth, such as the green sword of the same handle, spurting from all directions.

The inner disciple area is among the boundless forests. What is the most in the forest?

Grass!

The entire forest floor is boundless grass. At this time, the dense grass is like a sea of ​​swords, and the platform of Qinshuang and Song Shishi is like an island, surrounded by green sea of ​​swords.

Know the sea.

The thirteen-story green building base is gently hovered, and the force of the sea is gently fluctuating. It comes from behind the piano and separates from the sides of the piano. If the river is diverted, it will surge.

The face of Song Shishi is a change. The two arms are flat and the body shape is hovering. A thick ice wall will be formed, and the poetry of Song poetry will be protected.

The piano looks calm, and the two old wells are not waved, whispering:

"broken!"

"Hey..."

The endless grass sword drowns the ice wall, and the shattering sound of "咔嚓嚓" is heard from the covered grass sword.

Under the ring, all the monks rose up in their heads, as if a green sea covered the sky, and the Song poetry above the ring suddenly flowed.

"Hey..."

The sound of the sorrowful sound of the air broke out intensively, and the arm of the piano was finally lifted, and the sword pointed to the opposite poem of Song.

"Hey..."

Numerous small grass swords gather to condense a huge grass sword, which is still full of life. It is the mystery of the glory of glory and glory that is endless in the sky.

The big green sword with a handle is bred with vitality, and the aura between the heavens and the earth is immersed in it, making it more crystal clear, like a jade sword.

Each of the green grass swords is full of five feet, dense and dense, covering the sky.

At this moment, the thick ice walls were broken, and the blizzards blazed in the sky. Under the sunlight, they released a colorful light.

Song Shishi’s face is pale, from the doubles of the piano to the sword, to the grass and the soldiers, and then to the grass and condensed into a big sword, but also a short moment.

In this short moment, the ice wall she released was smashed and destroyed.

The huge green sword with a handle spurred her from all directions. With a fierce sword, heavy oppression.

"Qin double, I fell in love with you. Originally this move is ready to stay in the first place, and now you are defeated by me, you can be convinced."

Song poetry roared, the sound of the mouth spurted like a hail, and her gaze became extremely cold. Surrounded by snow and ice, she created a layer of ice on her body to form a pair of ice armor.

The layers of ice ridges are constantly superimposed, and each layer has a pattern of flowing, crystal clear, and constitutes a miniature defensive array.

Song Shi poetry constantly raised handcuffs, and there was a snow-capped giant in her front and rear, holding a huge ice sword in her hand.

Natural spirits!

She was all done in an instant, and at this time she was like a world of ice and snow. There are ice and snow giants with large ice swords on their sides, and they have ice armor with layers of defense.

Who can break?

How to break?

"Booming..."

Four ice giants, ten feet tall, waved their swords and became a world of ice and snow. Beyond the snow and ice, it is alive and vigorous, and the big green sword is constantly impacting on the four ice giants.

"Booming..."

The four ten-foot ice giants were constantly slammed into the middle by the green sea of ​​swords full of vitality. The huge body of ice and snow retreated toward the middle. Then a loud explosion, like an avalanche, four ten-foot ice giants collapsed, a few seamless green sea of ​​swords poured toward the Song poetry.

On all sides, there are green swords and seas. The shape of Song Shishi is so hard that it is swept toward the sky by the boundless green sword sea. It is like a wave in the blue sea.

At this point, the ice armor on her body was covered with cracks and was falling apart.

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