The Sword Dynasty

Above the seven realms is the master of the world. The real big rebellion has its own extraordinary temperament. Most of the seven masters in the world have never seen Bai Shanshui and the legendary Mr. Zhao Si, but most of them. I know that I am not the opponent of Bai Shanshui and Mr. Zhao Si. . .

It is not a question of the practice and the sword.

There is never the strongest sword, only the stronger.

The vast Wei dynasty and the Zhao Dynasty dynasty have many places of practice. The reason why only Bai Shanshui of the Yunshui Palace and Zhao Si of the Zhao Jian furnace have become the universal existence of the world, because they are the strongest people themselves, and they have unimaginable ordinary people. Discouraged.

Mr. Bai Shanshui and Mr. Zhao Si met at the same time, and what is the ordinary seven-court confrontation?

Listening to the slow words of Bai Shanshui, Zhao Si was still standing still with his hands, but the white clouds above the river surface suddenly turned red and turned into a strip of fire burning clouds.

White Mountain's water surface reached out with no expression.

The choppy river in front of him suddenly broke off.

Half of the river was broken, not separated by powerful forces, but by a mountain-like heaven and earth, and formed a rotating Bitan in front of him.

Numerous water plants at the bottom of the river are exposed to the sun, and countless fish and shrimps are horrified and jumping in the mud that loses moisture. I don’t know what happened.

Looking at the semi-river turned into a Bitan, the bottom of the river became a wilderness, and Mr. Zhao Si’s eyes showed an expression of appreciation.

"My generation likes to learn swords, and ten years in the cold pool."

He first sang a sentence when Bai Shanshui screamed in Changling, but looked at the Bitan, which began to emit amazing swordsmanship, and praised: "It seems that you have spent ten years refining out. The sword of the life."

Bai Shanshui did not answer, but there was a little green glow in Bitan.

A thick green sword was taken from Bitan and landed in his hands.

After the sword was withdrawn from Bitan, the Bitan, which was spinning in front of him, lost its soul and instantly turned into a water, and it was scattered into the riverbed where it was lost.

The fish and shrimp feel that the surrounding world is once again filled with the water they rely on to survive. They do not feel happy because of this, but they are more fearful to escape this water.

The thick green of the long sword is deeper and brighter than any jewel, but the inside is black and white, and there is a vague weather of white mountains and black water.

Bai Shanshui held the sword in his hand and stared at Zhao Si indifferently. "My sword is already in hand. Let me see your sword now."

Zhao nodded and then looked up at the endless sky and said: "Then you pick me up."

Baishan feels a sense of water and looks up to the **** sky.

Above the endless heights that no one can see, it is getting thinner and thinner. In the heights of the heavens and the earth, the heights of the heavens and the earth are almost completely gone. There are many wonderful arcs of light, many disordered stars and the sun are really hot. The extreme cold is full of heat.

There is a small red sword, floating quietly in it, accepting the extreme cold and hot scouring and quenching, like a constant star along the established trajectory, but there is a heart Mind is connected with Zhao Si.

The mind is so high, even the life sword is like a star flying from time to time, and Mr. Zhao Si said that no one can understand.

Only in this moment of light, the little sword is like awakening, and there are countless red flames that have not yet accelerated, and then it begins to fall at a horrible speed.

The red flame and the intense friction of the heavens and the earth will make the flames more turbulent.

It’s just a fraction of the time. A layer of real fire outside the blade has become pure and colorless. Under the impact of the horrible speed, it has become a layer of glazed material under the pressure of the surrounding heaven and earth. Tightly attached to the blade.

The fire outside the blade has turned into a deep red color, and it has become more and more intense. When it actually passes through the fire on the river surface and appears in the sight of Bai Shanshui, it has become a dragging of more than ten A huge deep red fire group with a long flame tail.

Such a fire group, many heights of Changling can be seen.

A star-studded stage in the Daqin Palace, a historian saw a meteor in the day, and changed color. "The white star is falling, the color is deep red, it is a demon star!"

Above the river, the wind whistling.

The sword of Mr. Zhao Si is still several hundred feet away from the river. The river at the foot of Baishan Water has been dried up by layers, and it has evaporated into water with terror.

There was a real shock in the eyes of Bai Shanshui.

Seeing such a sword, he was convinced that the legend of the former Zhao Jianhao, the legend of the sword-burning lake in the battle of Qin Zhao was true.

This is a sword that really contains the heavens and the earth, the stars are really fire, but he does not think that he will lose.

This is a large river connected to the sea, not a closed lake.

He took a deep breath and the unique release of the heavens and the earth was suddenly released, falling in the river under his feet.

His whole person is connected with this whole river.

He waved a sword toward the star-like fire.

The vast expanse of blue waves rises from the river, and the horror of the heavens and the earth is called from a distance, but it is not walking in the high air, but plundering in the deep water, really as the dragon sneaked in the water, and finally into the thick green sword in his hands.

The white mountain black water is revealed by the sword body, such as the evolution of a unique world.

The two kinds of color swords have changed rapidly in front of him. First, a huge white snake is formed, and a huge mouth is opened. The food is biting into the falling fire group. The black color behind the white is condensed into a huge one. Black turtle.

The spirit of the white snake and the black turtle echoes the sky and the stars, and the yin and yang change. It is the basaltic meaning for both offense and defense.

At the moment when the white snakes opened their mouths, a group of cold green swords rolled cold, and suddenly the crimson fire group extinguished most of them.

Zhao Si’s eyes also began to radiate enthusiasm.

The small sword of the Crimson Fire Regiment Center suddenly cut out countless lines in the air, and instantly sprinkled thousands of glazed crystals, and the two sides collided, and the icy green swords were all eliminated.

A cracking sound.

The white snake slammed his little sword into his mouth, but he couldn't stop it. Instead, he exploded from the head of the snake.

The white mountain water slammed.

A group of black scorpions rose like clouds, but only then, all the water and fire disappeared. Only the thin water mist circle spread out on the river surface. The white mountain water held a thick green sword. To Mr. Zhao Si.

Bai Shanshui stabbed a sword.

The sword he stabbed to Mr. Zhao Si did not have any splendid light and shadow. However, when the sword was stabbed, the waves of the entire river were all blanked, and the whole river was completely dead at this moment.

This is his really powerful sword, not only contains his strongest spirit, but also coincides with the flow of heaven.

Mr. Zhao Si snorted.

But he was just a slap in the face. The little sword that had a glazed fire layer on the sword fell in front of him. He simply grasped the sword and the same sword The white mountain water stabbed.

A loud bang.

The small sword in the hands of Mr. Zhao Si intersected the thick green sword of Bai Shanshui, and it burst into an infinite heat flow.

Mr. Zhao Si’s face was condensed, and he was like being in the iron shop of the year.

Faced with the flow of a large river, all the fires in this iron shop seem to be extinguished, but there is a scene in his mind.

In the heavy rain, a man who was vicissitudes and sorrowful, holding a red hammer and hammering it, splashed countless Mars.

The next moment, he put all the red hammer and the sword he just struck in the water under his arm.

A bang.

The hammer and sword of the red dragonfly became dark and cold. At this time, Zhao Si also sounded a real sound in front of him. The heat of the little sword in his hand disappeared and turned into a dark cold iron and continued on.

The thick green sword in the hands of Bai Shanshui was shocked, and his whole body flew out.

His feet never left the water, and as his figure floated, the river suddenly rolled up a huge tide.

Mr. Zhao Si did not move, and the small sword in his hand recovered red and slowly hanged down.

His clothes were in turmoil, and countless blues were floating behind his head. What was shocking was that the woman was revealed.

What is even more shocking is the white mountains and waters. There are countless cracks in his body, and the white fox fur coat is cracked, and the chest is covered with snow and white.

As his figure retreats a few steps, the shattered fox coat is scattered, the body is beautiful, and there is still the masculinity of the weekdays, clearly a tall and wonderful woman.

Mr. Zhao Si did not change his mind. He looked at Bai Shanshui and said: "It turned out that the world’s first smashing landscape was actually a woman’s body."

The white mountains and waters were scattered and revealed their true feelings. At this time, the face was suddenly covered with frost and said: "Are you still the same?"

Zhao Si looked at her faintly and said: "There are many women in Zhaodi. The men in Zhaodi have already died almost before Zhao died. The rest are women, which is normal."

Bai Shanshui took a deep breath, although he did not use his true body to control his posture, and restored the woman's description, but still full of heroic, with an unspeakable charm.

Her face calmed down and looked at Zhao Si indifferently. "It seems that I can only call you Miss Zhao Si in the future."

Zhao Si retorted his lips: "Before getting started, I called Zhao Miao, but I don't know what Miss Bai called. It is just the meaning of taking Baishan Black Water, not your real name."

The eyes of Bai Shanshui suddenly felt a little more anxious, but she still said with a bite: "My name is Bai Lu."

Zhao Si calmly said: "White dew is a frost, a good name."

Bai Shanshui smiled coldly: "Although you won me half a stroke, but want to keep me, but it is impossible. Do you think you can humiliate me in words?"

Zhao Si shook his head and said: "I am just an accident."

After saying this sentence, she looked at the Changling in the distance and said slowly: "All the Changling is the land of true dragons. The strongest practitioners in the world are from the Changling. Is this really true? ... It seems that you have had some chances in Changling these days, otherwise I don't think I can just win you half a move."

The mouth of Bai Shanshui is slightly trembled. She knows that Zhao Si is telling the truth.

Jiangshui was surging with her mood. At this time, there was already a white figure on the river.