Sword Spirit

"Father is careful!" Lu Xuan exclaimed, the wind and thunder became instantaneous, the speed increased, as the teleports generally rushed toward the leaves.

However, some people are faster than him. I saw a slender figure like a comet falling, and kicked a foot on Sikongqing’s shoulder. When Sikong Qingdun was thrown out dozens of feet away, the one that was the power of Qingmu Xuan Tian Jin was also completely biased, and it was on the top of the mountain, suddenly destroying a big tree.

It is natural that the body is far from being comparable to the human race. Lu Xuan just wants to thank him, but he hears Ling Xiao’s cold voice: “No thanks.”

Lu Xuan couldn't help but smack it, and then Ling Xiao said: "These people have been planted by Soul, and they can get the feedback of the soul master. The strength is not comparable before, you pay attention. point."

When the voice fell, Ling Xiao was once again exploding and attacking another enemy, because the strength of the enemy far exceeded their estimates, so that Jiuhuameng and others were surrounded by the opposite, failing to Open the situation for a while.

At this moment, Sikongqing has already flew back again. Although Lingxiao’s foot is fierce, she aims to save people. Although the speed is fast, the strength is not so full, and it has not brought too much damage to Sikongqing.

"Father, do you want to deal with me? Or I have more means, he can't take me." Lu Xuan suggested.

"Bad boy, dare you to squat so soon?" Ye Wuxun slanted and slammed Lu Xuandao: "Just just because of the estimation of the strength of Si Kongqing, you really think that the old man has been eating dry food for years. Look at my dew point to give you a jealousy."

"There is no trace of leaves. It seems that you have been used to the best in the past years. The strength has dropped very quickly. You have to rely on the hands of others to escape." Si Kongqing sneered.

Leaves no traces patted Lu Xuan's shoulders, motioned him to deal with other people, and took two steps out of thin air: "You also rely on the feedback of your soul master, dare to scream with me, but even So, I want to kill you, but it is not difficult."

"Hey, it’s light, let’s see the real chapter under the hand!" Qingguang was like electricity, and Sikongqing’s whip suddenly rushed over, and it was like a thunder.

"Kill you, only seven swords!" Ye has no trace of a long sword, swaying a sword, breaking the gap of Si Kongqing, the left hand is like a sword, quickly swept over the body of the sword, drinking in the mouth Out of the voice: "Sword out!"

Only heard a bang, the seven-way strength sword appeared instantly out of thin air, hanging high in the leaves without a trace of the top of the head, in an instant, the leaves have no trace of the sword's mind soared, self-contained field.

Lian Luxuan had already realized his own field early, and leaves no traces to reach the virtual realm for so many years, but wouldn’t he condense his own field?

I felt the power of the leaf without a trace of soaring. After Lu Xuan looked back, he let go of his heart. This style he saw, at the banquet in Anping City, Zhongzhou, the leaf has told him this style. The name is called the Seven Swords.

The field of leafless marks is specially designed for this type of service. There are not many, only seven swords, many, because only seven swords are needed.

"Sword one, Tianchong!"

The leaves had no traces of a long sword, and the first sword trembled, sending out a crisp sword, suddenly rushing forward, Si Kongqing's face changed slightly, and the subconsciously told him that the leafless pattern was very difficult to deal with.

I saw his hand shaking like a phantom, and suddenly took out dozens of whip, trying to break the sword without leaves, but the sword without leaves is beyond the imagination, the left is right, the hard is born. Breaking out from Sikongqing's whip net, a sword is in the head of the empty plane.

A sword penetrated through and was completely hidden. Si Kongqing was terrified, but he was surprised to find that the sword with no trace of leaves seemed to be illusory and did not cause any damage to himself. At the time when he wanted to taunt, Ye Wu The second sword has already been shot.

"Sword II, Linghui!"

Sikong Qing sneered in the heart, he would like to see what the leaves are in the face of what God, what ghosts.

The second sword, Si Kongqing once again missed, failed to intercept, but still like the first sword, no damage to him.

"Sword three, gas!"

"Sword four, force!"

After four swords in the middle, Si Kongqing finally felt that he was not quite right. He felt that his power seemed to be slowing down, and there was a slight delay. At the time of the shot, the power also fell very obviously. He felt a bit of subconsciousness. Fear, want to intercept the next few swords without missing the mark, can his previous state fail, and how can he do it in his current state?

The leafless killing trick finally came, only to hear him open his mouth and slowly spit out four words: "Sword Five, the center!"

Si Kongqing feels a numbness, and his muscles are not listening.

"Sword Six, fine!"

Si Kongqing is soft and has no strength.

"Sword Seven, English!"

This last sword, if you overwhelmed the last straw of the camel, Si Kongqing felt that the sword seemed to stab his own deep mind, the soul was completely annihilated, and the consciousness was completely immersed in the blur, the whole person Powerless drifting in the air, like a walking dead.

Just as he felt confused, in this boundless chaos, he suddenly saw a glimmer of light, suddenly as if he had caught a life-saving straw, desperately relying on the light to the past, for a moment, the radiance, thorough lit up this chaos, soul reunion!

"Well?" Ye Wujiu looked very strange and looked at Sikongqing. He saw Sikongqing, who was like a corpse, and suddenly recovered again and took control of his body.

He did not understand why he had just killed the seven scorpions of Si Kongqing, why he could recover.

And looking at the leaves in front of the eyes without traces, Si Kongqing could not help but feel a little scared, just almost lost himself, he clearly understands that just the feeling of his own, clearly is the sign of the soul flying!

He didn't know where the leaves were so learned from the sword, but he had no guts to scream again with the leaves. The light that he had just felt was in his mind. The soul of the seed, it is with this seed that he has the opportunity to reunite the soul, but now he, no longer the strength before.

Without a word, Si Kongqing turned and fled, and played his own twelve points. He never knew that he could run so fast.

Because of that trace of hesitation and doubt, Ye Wuxun has been caught up, and it is not the first priority to chase down Sikongqing. It is a blockbuster for this group of people. It is the real thing they have to do to deal with Sol. .