The Sword Dynasty

Devotion often means concentration and no thoughts. ?

The sword is dedicated to the sword.

A very pure sword gas rushed out from Zhang Yi's sword tip, and the quiet but tenacious atmosphere went straight into the sky.

It was wet in the sky.

Then at the next moment, Zhang Yi did not hesitate to swing the sword toward the front of his body.

Numerous sharp edges are sharply displaced from the sky.

Perceived the pure sword and the sharpness of the moment, Zhang Yi’s eyes on Xu’s back flashed some shocked look. He knew that Zhang Yi was the best student in Aries, but he also I did not expect that Zhang Yi would have such an accomplishment in swordsmanship.

It was just that Zhang Yi’s shock to him did not stop there.

When Zhang Yi was almost devoted to the sword, and the real yuan in the body continued to flow into the sword sword in his hand, the heat of a stock smashed out like a huge wave, and the red-red sword was getting brighter and brighter. The amazing speed became red, as if it had just been taken out of the oven.

The swords that flowed from the swords of the red were also getting hotter and hotter, and the sounds of the cymbals rang loudly and eventually burned fiercely.

There was also a strong shocked look in Zhang Yi’s eyes. He felt that the sword lines that were drawn at high altitude burned up, and then in the next moment, there were countless burning lines of fire in his sight.

Numerous red to the extreme fire lines spread in the air, reflecting the blue hard armor around the emperor is a red, but these fire lines are very regular, constantly absorbing the humid water vapor gathered around the world.

Looking at the numerous lines of red and extreme fire that were shot from the sword and formed in the sky, watching the crystal water vapor gather toward the fire line, Zhang Yi responded.

"It turned out to be the case."

He couldn't help but sigh softly.

Xu Lihua did not see the sword style of the ink garden with his own eyes. His reaction was slower than Zhang Yi.

He looked up unconsciously.

He saw countless crystal rain lines in the sky ahead.

The center of the crystal rain line is a fire line that is also red to crystal.

The water and the fire are strangely blended together.

However, these two elements are naturally incompatible, so such a spectacle only stays in his eyes for a very short moment.

At the next moment, the edge of the fire and water began to explode.

A rainy line with a fierce killing fell on the body of the emperor in front of him and Zhang Yi. At the same time of the fall, the explosion of these original rainy lines became a group of bursts of hair, with amazing heat. White steam.

Oh...

The crystal waterline turns into a white steam column, and the fall impacts on the hard shell of the head of the king. It is disintegrating at an alarming rate, but it still emits a dull sound like a heavy hammer. .

It is impossible for all the teachers who are practicing on the cliff to hear such a voice. However, in the moment when the sounds of Zhang Yi and Xu Lihua’s ear are densely sounded, many people’s breathing has completely stopped, and the eyes are involuntarily. The cockroaches are so big that they are violently shrinking.

In the area dozens of feet in front of Zhang Yi, all the kings were completely covered by white steam during a breathing time, and in the next moment, the white steam tumbling more vigorously.

It’s not just those emperors who jumped up before, all the kings covered by these white steams all jumped wildly out of desperation, giving people the feeling that even if they are not overlooking the cliffs, they will Desperate to jump out.

Because they are too eager and too powerful, the appearance of these emperors is extremely strange, and can even be described by twists.

The falling rain line and the white steam column did not penetrate the hard shells of these emperors. These emperors did not even see any obvious scars. However, these emperors originally had two eyelids like sapphire. It becomes turbid gray-black, and at first glance, it is reminiscent of the long-lasting pine egg.

The body of Xu Weihua also began to tremble violently.

Countless more dull, like a car crashing into the auricle, causing his heart and scalp to numb.

At least dozens of condensed kings were knocked down by the madman who rushed out of the white steam, and after hitting the companion, the kings rushing out of the steam were confused and unclear, again Jumping wildly in a near-distorted posture.

Xu Weihua knows that these emperors have not only become scorpions, but the heat contained in the white steam that invades the gap between the shells has caused serious trauma and unbearable pain to these emperors.

Now there is not much difference between these emperors and those who have been thrown out of the oil pan and then climbed out.

Zhang Yi’s body was firmly established on the edge of the white steam mass that had not completely dissipated.

These white steam, which has not been completely dissipated, still contains amazing heat, so he does not dare to touch it easily.

The road resistance in front, the queens behind are unaffected.

In the sound of the smashing of the air, Zhang Yi did not need to turn his head to see it. He also knew that there were more than a dozen emperors falling towards himself and Xu, and after the emperors, there were intensive emperors coming in.

However, Zhang Yi at this time is already extremely calm, with a happy expression in his eyes.

He steadily waved his sword and pulled out a sword.

There are many red lines to the extreme in the sky.

These fire lines are the line of characters and form a complete sword.

The rain of death fell again and turned into a horrible steam white mist.

Zhang Yi quickly bent forward, a hair madly twisted the body from the white steam rushing out of the king from the head of him and Xu Puihua, with a steamed taste.

This action made Xu Weihua almost fell to the ground like a backpack, but Xu Weihua did not produce any anger in his heart.

He saw hope.

Zhao Jianhuan's own sword's own strength, coupled with Zhang Yi's sword, let Zhang Yi jump from a not terrible swordsman to become a terrible swordsman.

Not only to deal with these imperial eyes, Xu Weihua can be sure that Zhang Yi, with this sword and this sword, will directly have a cross-border battle, and the strength of many real yuan repairs far beyond his practitioners. .

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The emperor who became a scorpion madly smashed and smashed the original kingdom of the army into an army.

Zhang Yi waved with her left hand and took a palm of the hand, smashing the white fog that had become completely thin in front, and then he accelerated again and passed through the area.

The warm white air is blowing on the body, but it is very comfortable.

"Are you sure if your previous enemy is this group, have you been around this activity, and you want to find out what you are?"

At this time, Zhang Yi turned his head and looked at Xu Weihua seriously.

"How come you think about asking this?"

Xu Weihua couldn't understand it, so he asked in truth: "Your true yuan is still abundant. Even if you can't kill all the different Zerg groups, you can at least turn them all into hazelnuts and half cook. Cooked crab, is this zerg group what is the relationship I encountered before?"

"By this sword, I can deal with this group of emperors." Zhang Yi nodded, he continued to pluck forward, and then said: "But if we encounter one or two such kings again and again The ethnic group, when my real yuan is exhausted, we still can't pass this."

"Since the Shushan Jianzong made such an arrangement, I think there are definitely many such Zerg groups in this sea of ​​thorns, or many of the students who come to each of us to participate in the sword meeting will encounter at least one or two. support."

"But so many different Zerg groups do not directly merge into a staggering number, which means that these Zerg groups have natural boundaries like some wolves on the grasslands."

"If you can be sure that this Zerg group is the one that has been chasing you, I suspect that these groups will naturally avoid it in order to avoid disputes. Perhaps this group will capture the prey in the area where the rest will be conscious. avoid."

"If this is the case, I don't want to completely eliminate this Zerg group. I want to leave a part, so that they still have the ability to track us. This will make such a broken group follow, and it will not pose much threat to us. It can also prevent us from encountering new Zerg groups in succession."

Zhang Yi's methodical explanation is followed by a sentence, and the more he listens, the more silent he listens.

When Zhang Yi even thought that he was in a coma and turned his head to look at him, he looked up hard and said: "You are really amazing."

Zhang Yiyi.

Xu Weihua took a breath and went on to say: "It's not just sword repair, your ability to infer and analyze, it's really amazing."

Zhang Yi took another trip. He subconsciously thought of "Little Brother" Ding Ning, and suddenly felt a bit ashamed.

"I just thought that we are absolutely safe, and we are already destined to pass this. However, after listening to your words, I realized that we are really safe now." Xu Weihua took a deep breath and turned hard. Looking at the rushing group of emperors, said: "There are some injuries in this group of emperors are self-hands, so it is indeed the one I encountered before."

Zhang Yi somewhat understood what he meant, and suddenly he was embarrassed to explain: "I am just guessing that it may not be 100% accurate."

Xu Weihua shook his head and said: "No, with the ability you have shown, I can be sure that even if there are some variables, you can take me out."

Zhang Yi once again stunned.

He found himself really confident now.

Although the source of faith mostly came from the sword in his own hands, it was like a pious prayer that really got a response.

But no matter what, he is really confident now.

"I still have a very important question." At this moment, the voice of Xu Weihua rang in his ear again: "I look at your look, you don't seem to know such a sword before. With your sword will produce such an effect?"

"I didn't know it before." Zhang Yi honestly nodded, and then he hesitated to ask if he wanted to use this sword as Ding Ning to let him choose and give it to Xu.

If you say it, he thinks it will be difficult to explain.

However, Xu Lihua seems to just hear such an answer.

"I know." Xu Weihua’s heart flashed a sigh of emotion. "So you are not very sure, just want to fight together and try to take me out."

Zhang Yi has some understanding of the meaning of Xu Fuhua. He has some flustered and hurriedly explained: "Of course I am not sure in advance, so I deliberately do this to win your gratitude and affection."

Xu Lihua once again looked up hard and looked at Zhang Yi’s sneer. "I certainly understand that people like you are more difficult to lie than doing anything. I can’t see it, you need to explain it urgently. ?"

Zhang Yi suddenly felt awkward: "I don't miss it."

Xu pity whited him, his tired head resting on his shoulder, and then whispered: "No thanks."

In Changling, Da En did not say thank you.

Zhang Yi understands the meaning of Xu Weihua, and suddenly she is afraid of it.

But Xu Weihua is a weak whisper: "Do not talk nonsense, give your sword."

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