The Sword Dynasty

"Who is that young man?"

Mo Shoucheng looked at Changling, who was awakened, and his vicissitudes and wise eyes cast on the streets where Bai Shanshui and Li Yunrui rushed out. They gently and slowly asked a Xuanjia general who had just appeared behind him.

The Xuanjia generals bowed very respectfully to the old man sitting in the old wicker chair, and then reported: "These divisions do not have clues about this person."

Mo Shoucheng thought for a moment and said: "Let's stay alive as much as possible."

The look of the mysterious generals became a bit ugly.

Just want to leave a big rebellion like Bai Shanshui, I don’t know how much it will cost, plus the infamous young man who seems to fall from the sky, the unpredictable sword of Feijian. I don’t know how many sergeants and practitioners to die tonight.

However, he determined that the old man had already made a trade-off when he said this sentence, and the cost of this price is naturally worthwhile.

Therefore, he once again bowed his salute and promised: "No."

"Good flying sword, very patient flying sword. In these young people in Changling, there are not a few people who have such patience to repair the flying sword."

Mo Shoucheng listened to the footsteps of the generals who left behind, and whispered softly to some pity.

The turret was still shaking slightly, and the wicker chair under him suddenly made a slight crack at this time.

The old rattan chair, the old bamboo mat, the older the year, the more w◇ww. It will be more comfortable, the more comfortable it is to sit down, it is easy to be too old.

In the past years, this old rattan chair that was used to it was also easy to break, but this year it was broken a lot.

Mo Shoucheng shook his head gently and felt a little ominous.

......

"What is the intention?"

Li Yunrui turned to look at Bai Shanshui.

His brows are always wrinkled, but they are not entangled in this problem, because in this situation he feels mortal, he does not care about this kind of problem, what makes him uncomfortable is the smell of flesh and blood of the Qin army.

"Even with such a **** taste, you can't adapt. It seems that you don't have much cruel killing experience." Bai Shanshui seems to completely see his unpleasant roots at this time, sneer a little, then goes on to say: "Many things, including wars." Arrays, new warrior weapons, after being created, have to undergo some practical tests, especially the more powerful weapons, the more they are used to deal with powerful practitioners."

Li Yunrui quickly understood the meaning of Bai Shanshui and said: "So she used us as a trial tool?"

"Testing tools like me are too rare."

Bai Shanshui proudly sneered: "It’s just such an arrangement, she has to send messages like me and the world... even a big rebellion like me, in her eyes, she is only used to practice the warfare and audition. New tools for weapons."

"It seems that you are right, she does not put us on the same level to consider things." Li Yunrui raised his head.

At this time, the black feathers and scarlet blood that flew in the sky suddenly encrypted.

The dense blood fell into the mud and even made a sound like a rainstorm.

Not because his flying sword is speeding up at this time.

His flying sword is the same as the evaluation of Mo Shoucheng. It always uses the most patient tactics. Every sword is just right, and it doesn't waste a real yuan.

At this time, it was only because the crazy birds that were rushing in the sky were more crazy to tear each other.

In the distant reeds, there were some shattered and angry screams, but they could not stop the violence of these different birds.

This breath even affected the animals in the surrounding mud.

The strange beasts began to be a bit confusing, not biting each other, but fearing the battlefield, and some began to flee deep into the surrounding reeds.

"I heard that there is a magical farm in Shaoshan Jianzong. Zheng Shou and Yuan Wu think that it is the means of learning the swords of Mount Lushan. Zheng sleeves are felt to have felt good. These animals can already appear on the battlefield and give the rest to see." The strength of Changling’s new life. It’s a pity that she still thought it was too good.” Bai Shanshui’s loud laughter screamed. “Isn’t these animals even real killing stars, can they only scare those mediocrity? ?"

Li Yunrui glanced at her and shook his head. "No meaning."

Bai Shanshui also looked back at him and said: "Interesting, because we can be heard by them, it will definitely pass to the sleeves of Zheng sleeves."

Li Yunrui was silent for a moment and said: "But in the end we are still dead. What does this ridicule before death mean?"

Bai Shanshui laughed, with a sense of temptation, saying: "In case we can live to leave?"

Li Yunrui did not respond to her words, but looked up at the night sky ahead and whispered: "Come."

The black birds that are almost obscured by the sky have dissipated in the mad violent storm. The legacy is the **** atmosphere of countless groups, and the night sky is like a black curtain covered with blood. At this time on the curtain, there have been countless bright green streams.

Just at the moment when Li Yunrui spit out two words, these streamers have crossed the distance of hundreds of feet and came to the air above him and the white mountains.

The beautiful and light green green streamer is an arrow that does not wait for the ground, but it starts to crack in midair.

No earth and earth energy hits the ground, only a very high frequency of vibration is generated in these broken arrows.

There are inaudible sounds covering the four fields.

The eyes of Bai Shanshui contracted instantly, and her watery eyes and extraordinarily pale face showed a lot of red light.

These red lights are not caused by the flow of blood, but by the breakage of many tiny blood holes.

The real element and blood in her body, even under the flow of her control, is a strange vibration, a dead air machine spread from the deepest part of her body towards her body surface.

This power made her irresistible and felt that the whole body was about to break into countless pieces.

At this time, Li Yunrui’s hand fell on her shoulder.

His hands also began to transmit a very high frequency of vibration.

It was only a moment that the white mountains and waters separated from the shadow of death.

"How could this be?"

Although the body's uncomfortable feelings of turbulence made Bai Shanshui want to vomit, she immediately took a deep breath and looked at Li Yunrui.

Being able to know how to break the law means that Li Yunrui has long known this terrible weapon and has an in-depth understanding of it.

"Notes."

Li Yunrui’s face is even more ugly than the white mountains and waters. His difficult words and words are only heard by him and Bai Shanshui’s voice: “I have studied this kind of machine for decades, but it has not There is a breakthrough. This kind of symbol is not difficult to crack for a strong practitioner who knows its rationality. However, it is a disaster for the practitioners and sergeants who have insufficient strength."

The brows of Bai Shanshui wrinkled, she can understand Li Yunrui's mood at this time.

The Chu dynasty is the strongest dynasty in the world, and it is also the foundation of its foothold. Before Yuanwu was enthroned, all the fighting methods of the Qin army could be said to be based on swords and to fight the world with swords. Even after Yuanwu three years later, Changling began to establish workshops, but even if it invested more money and resources, how can the accumulation of the foundation compare with the workshops of the Chu Dynasty.

In the previous Lushan League, the Daqin dynasty had already shown some powerful symbols to the other three dynasties.

It is easy to infer a conclusion that the flames are even enough to melt the rocks and the notes that have recently surpassed the Chu dynasty.

Fuling Jun was able to return to his homeland and become a king. The price paid was far more than the imagination of the previous world. He even sold the interests of the entire Chu Dynasty!

She understands that Li Yunrui’s biggest concern at this time is what kind of turmoil will happen to those who have reacted to the New Emperor after the events that took place here.

This is a true stone count.

"Zheng Shou's every move has a lot of deep meaning, saying that this is a sinister calculation, I don't think anyone can get her." The breath of Bai Shanshui was thoroughly tuned, and the line of life and death seemed to have no effect on her. The residual effect, she sneered with a sneer, and then said: "There are countless people who suffer in her hands, and you don't have to worry too much about your new king."

Li Yunrui raised an eyebrow.

He did not answer.

It is not because he does not perceive the good intentions contained in the words of Bai Shanshui, but the silence that has always been faintly passed into the ears suddenly disappears.

At the moment of this sudden stop, a pale, thin sword light floated from the wind with a cold and indescribable expression.

Li Yunrui's flying sword broke into the wind and greeted the pale flying sword. The two small swords changed their positions in the air, but they never touched each other. Then they flew backwards.

The white mountain water did not look at the pale flying sword, but looked calmly toward the front.

Between the reeds, muddy and mixed with countless flesh and blood fragments, a man in a dark red gown appeared slowly in the sight of her and Li Yunrui.

Looking at the man who is thin but full of uncomfortable taste, Bai Shanshui sneered: "Is your flying sword used so well?"

The look on Li Yunrui's face is getting more and more dignified.

This man in a dark red robe is naturally the head of the mysterious superintendent of God.

"It’s not Qin people, Feijian is better than almost all swordsmen in Changling. You are not easy.” Bai Shanshui looked at the silent Chen’s head and said with a mockery.

Li Yunrui stunned and couldn't help but turn his head and look at Bai Shanshui.

He is not walking outside on weekdays, so naturally he does not know some secrets.

I used to ride in a carriage or in a dark hall all the year round, so my face was a little pale and the head of the prison was slowly rising.

He glanced at the white mountains and waters, then looked at the pale flying sword flying back to him. He said lightly: "It is not easy, so my flying sword is called the thin sword."

Listening to his voice, Li Yunrui's gaze could not help but fall on the sword.

The sword is indeed pale and as thin as paper.

The life is as thin as paper, and the name of the sword is very appropriate.

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