The Sword Dynasty

I can't use words to describe this simple sword that Xue forgets.

A sword is out and thousands of colorful glass swords are extinguished.

Feng Qian slanted back against the steps, licking the **** abdomen, angered and screamed, "Why!"

Most people did not return to God from the shock of those pictures. They simply did not understand what this sentence of Feng Qianyun asked at this time.

But Xue forgets to know.

He was a bit contemptuous, and some sympathetically looked at the turbidity and faintly said: "People like you, even with the same swordsmanship, have less momentum and less real meaning."

A burst of exclamation and a strong inhalation sounded.

When I heard the words of Xue Forgetting, many talents in Zhushan County began to understand what happened.

From the beginning, Xue did not want to entangle with the excessive turbidity of the seal. After all, the swords of the Bashan sword field have many mysterious changes that no one knows, so he only has one sword.

This is a sword that has accumulated strength after his life sword has been forbearing for many years.

Any sword that seals thousands of turbidity can't be blocked, so he used the Qibao glass sword to shake out the thousands of swords to attack the attack.

However, Xue forgets nothing to change any swords.

Feng Qianyun did not dare to go with Xue Xingxu. It can even be said that from the beginning of the sword, Xue Forgetting has already felt that the meaning of the sword is so bad.

Feng Qianyun does not want to die, so he only loses.

Feng Qian squatted on the abdomen, blood continually flowed out from the fingers, feeling the pain of the abdomen and the horrible sword. I thought that the long-term calm and well-being was broken by this sword. He finally madly laughed and laughed: " You win... but do you think you can leave Zhushan County safely?"

"The sword is only a sword, you almost exhausted all the real yuan!"

"Give me kill him!"

......

"Kill them!"

"Don't let them go!"

As the squeaky laughter sounded, countless angry shouts were heard in the flow of people blocking every street.

Ding Ning's face is still calm.

He looked up at the sky above the sky, only to see the clouds below, and above the eaves, there were many black crows hovering.

With a bang, a middle-aged man wearing a splendid costume has already rushed up.

His face is very similar to the seal of the thousand turbidity. It should be a child of a thousand turbidity.

The red sword in his hand scatters many blazing flames, as many fire snakes dance wildly.

However, in the face of this sword, Xue forgot to succumb is just not bent down.

He picked up a long bamboo broom beside him.

Then he was very simple, using this bamboo broom to stab out like a sword.

The front end of the bamboo broom burned up.

The Jinxiu attire man who rushed up wanted to use a sword to break the broom that burned at the front end. However, I don’t know why, but it was just like a strange time difference, but it could not be touched.

The bamboo broom that burned at the front end stabbed him in the chest.

With a bang, the flame went out.

Many half of the thin bamboo branches pierced his flesh and blood, and were rushed out by the blood and strength that came out of his body.

The Jinxiu Chinese man stood incredulously, and the sword in his hand stretched out in vain, but there was still a few feet away from Xue’s body.

In the next moment, he looked down a little, looking at the long handle of the bamboo broom on his chest, and then he lost all his strength and sat down on the ground.

Several more people rushed up.

Xue Forgot to stand in the same place, just reaching out and stabbing a few stabs.

There were a blood spring in the chest of these people, and they screamed and fell to the ground.

The broom handle is still a broom handle, just an ordinary long bamboo pole. However, because the small bamboo branches at the front end have been exhausted, the front end is stained with a layer of blood, and under the friction of flesh and bones, there is already more enthusiasm, so at this moment In the hands of Xue Forgetting, this ordinary long bamboo pole is like a bamboo sword with a special length.

Quietly quiet around.

Looking at the few practitioners who fell in the pool of blood in the simple puncture of Xue, the many people in Zhushan County who had already prepared to shoot also sat down again.

In the thorns of Fangcai, Xue forgets that he has never used any real yuan.

He is only telling everyone in this way that even if the real yuan is not used, there is still a huge gap between the practitioners of the Seventh Circumstance and the ordinary practitioners and the warriors in the understanding and power of swordsmanship.

In order to kill the practitioners above the seven borders, a large number of troops must be used, or there are many practitioners of five borders and six borders to fight.

Just now in Zhushan County, if you stay in Xue, you will die, how many people will die?

"I may die, everyone will die."

Xue forgets the arbitrarily dripping long bamboo scorpion, and slowly looks at the Feng Qianyun, which is surrounded by some people, and says: "But I can guarantee that you will be killed before you die."

Because of the pain and anger, Feng Qian’s body trembled.

However, he began to wake up and realize that Xue forgives the facts. He only knows his own swords on the kendo and he is nothing compared to Xue Forgetting.

If there is no sword in the Bashan sword field, he will lose even more.

"You are deceiving too much!"

He didn't know how to answer, so he shouted in anger.

Xue forgets a faint smile.

From the very beginning, he said to Feng Qianzhu, and he did not speculate for more than half a sentence. After all, he still had to rely on the sword to speak.

If the sword that does not break through the turbid waves makes him comfortable, he may not say a word after defeating Feng Qianzhu.

So at the moment, he didn't want to say anything at all, just turned and signaled Ding Ning to follow himself.

Ding Ning turned and followed him.

But at the same time, he is also calmly saying: "What do we have to deceive too much? From the beginning we just have to return to Yan Zhu, what rules are yours. When you are yelling, We didn't even say a word. In the entire Daqin dynasty, the fair duel that preceded the conditions was not known how many times, but like you Zhushan County, you lost and didn't admit defeat, but also wanted to kill us all. Here... such a place, there are few places in the Daqin dynasty. You don’t feel ashamed?”

"And you have a family."

After a slight pause, Ding Ning, who had not turned around and followed Xue’s escaping from the tide, said calmly: “There was a thing that could be solved in a fair duel before the temple fair. The result should be used. The Queen’s picture was intimidating, and finally lost than the trial. I also wanted to incite the entire Zhushan County people to try to kill a seven-sector practitioner. Even if you can’t recognize this, you can’t admit it. What do you think of the adults in Changling? Do you think that you have done a good job?"

I heard Ding Ning’s calm and cold words, and thought about the words. The body that was turbid and turbid was getting colder and colder, and my heart became more and more frightened. In the end, his clothes were all wet and sweaty, and they disappeared into sight. Ding Ning and Xue Forget the figure, he gave a desperate beast-like roar.

The crowd is constantly separating in front of Xue’s forgetfulness, just like the sea makes a passage.

"how do you feel?"

Ding Ning, who followed the form of Xue Xingxue as a shadow, looked at the Zhushan County people whose faces on both sides were extremely complicated, and asked Xue Xue for nothing.

Xue Forgot turned his head and looked at him. He laughed like a child and said, "I feel very good."

Then he asked Ding Ning: "How do you feel?"

Ding Ning seriously said: "I feel very good."

Xue Forgot said: "I don't mean that... I asked you how you feel after swallowing Yan Yanzhu."

Feeling the pure medicine of the fixed-faced beads in his body, Ding Ning's look dignified.

In addition to leaving this practice, the legendary Emperor, no one knows the mystery of the nine dead silkworms, and even if he has practiced nine dead silkworms, some of the characteristics of this practice are only repaired with him. He was perceived by him for progress.

At the moment when he had just swallowed Yan Zhu, he found that he had ignored a fact.

It is not only those medicinal drugs that directly affect the infuriating and real elements that make him practice faster.

This pure nourishment, nourishing the five internal organs, can also make him practice faster.

Because of the biggest weakness of the nine dead silkworms, it is excessive consumption of five gases in the body.

The speed at which the nine dead silkworms consume five gas is originally very fast, but it is not allowed to let the five internal organs explode too quickly, and it is necessary to control the speed of practice.

It is just a nourishment of the internal organs and the health of the medicinal herbs, but it is equivalent to allowing the five qi to be used for practice when the speed of the five internal organs is equal.

In the simplest terms, the cultivation of the nine dead silkworms can be faster, but his five internal organs are not strong enough to withstand faster speeds, so it is not necessarily necessary to directly act on the spirits of the infuriating and real elements, as long as they can strengthen the five internal organs. The health remedy can also make him practice faster in the future.

This Yang Yanzhu, not only at this moment, makes him feel like injecting a lot of new life. For him, what is more important is some epiphany and reminder in the practice.

“It feels very good.”

So he looked at Xue’s forgetfulness seriously and said: “At least you can win years of time.”

Xue forgets that he doesn't know the true thoughts of Ding Ning's heart at the moment, but he feels that Ding Ning's sincere gratitude means that he is more satisfied. He is holding a few white beards, and smiles with satisfaction: "That Just fine."

Looking at Xue’s smile on the side of his face, Ding’s heart filled with countless grudges and killing was filled with warmth.

He thought of the long-term grandson, and thought of the old woman in the fish market... He thought that in addition to the two, he had never been with a person for so long in Changling.

I thought that this white-haired old man had no time in itself, so his heart became softer. He whispered softly: "If you do, do you want to drink? Do you want to find a girl to accompany you?" ”

Xue Forgot to turn his head, looked at him incredulously, and cut off several beards: "What joke are you doing?"