The Sword Dynasty

"On the chaos of the capital city, it is not easy for foreigners to want to live on the top."

A faint voice sounded, it seems that the elders were full of sympathy for the younger generation, but only in the next breath, the sound suddenly turned sharply, and the words were broken like ice. "The seven streets and sixteen lanes are very big, let a small one Blocks are easy to say, but who wants to let...but it will make it difficult for us to do a few things, maybe it will cause a disaster."

The foreigners heard a faint smile and said: "So if you want to come and think about it, it is not as good as several of you to join me. This is not difficult for you."

"It is interesting."

The voice of resentment quickly became quieter. ;;;;fiction.+.br/>

With the separation of the figures in the front lane, an old man who looked thin in the dark sat in a wheelchair and went up to the front.

"We know that you are a Jianglong. The doorkeeper behind this should be seven. Otherwise, those who are old ghosts will not be inexplicably stunned and will not die."

The old man smiled faintly. "But the seven streets and 16 alleys are so big, and a seven-day world wants to keep us in a hurry... this kind of thing is always unlikely to happen."

"If it is a business, it will not block the roads behind, so it will give people a way out." The foreigners also smiled and said: "The sergeants who have not seen the patrol along the way have not seen a team, they have already passed. In this relationship, it seems that the next thing is boring."

The old man looked up unexpectedly and looked at the foreigner. "You are very smart, but you can't think of the meaning of the general without Zhang. How can the seven-street and sixteen alleys not even see a team of patrols tonight? Since you already understand the meaning of General Zhang, why not go overnight, why come?"

"Maybe you misunderstood the meaning of General Zhang. If he didn't want me to stay here, I wouldn't give me the opportunity to come here tonight." The foreigner looked at the old man with a strange look and sighed: " Chaotianmenbi old ghost, you stayed on this son for too long, and you forgot how you sat in this position."

"You should change your mind."

The foreigner paused and regretted: "You may have forgotten that you are sitting in this position, and that the real nobles are here to let you sit. The first thing you have to do is to make them satisfied. I can appear here tonight, appearing in front of you, maybe those noble people think that you have been sitting in this seat for too long, and you don’t know how to think. Maybe they think you are not good enough, you need a new one here. Butler, or just they want to see something new?"

The faint voice of the old man did not sound immediately.

He was silent for a long time, then slowly nodded: "If you already have such an idea, the only way for them to dispel this idea is to prove that I can still sit in this position and prove that I am stronger than they think."

The foreigner shook his head and said sincerely: "This is not the only way. I hope that you can consider a gentler approach."

"I'm already old."

The voice of the old man has become faint again. "I am willing, but everyone behind me will not be willing to give my seat to a foreigner like you. I need to prove my ability to those nobles, but you I also have to prove your strength to all of my brothers."

The foreigner thought for a moment, he wanted to speak.

However, at this moment, he heard a few harsh squeaks.

"The flying sword in Yandu City is still a lot worse than Changling."

The foreigners sighed and looked at the old man in the darkness ahead, and said more seriously: "It’s already so old, why is it so impetuous, why is there so much room for doing things?"

The old man in the wheelchair did not respond.

For people like him, since the decision has been made, then there is no need to say anything.

A few flying swords flew to the countryside with a chaotic flow in the dark.

The entourage behind him came out of the sword.

A loud bang sounded.

A few flying swords were shot between a breath and there was no way to avoid it.

A sudden exclamation sounded.

The old man who had just fallen into a wheelchair was also looking up, and the emotion in his heart was shocked to the extreme.

In his perception, the big sword that followed the foreigner was completely like a huge hammer.

Those flying swords have not only been shot, but have been completely destroyed!

What an amazing power!

He knows that the follower is a seven-state, but at this time the power used by the opponent's hands raised is instantly proved by him, this follower is not an ordinary seven!

"I hope you can change your decision."

The foreigner looked at him and said this sentence seriously.

A green sign is like a falling leaf, falling to his front, and then releasing the breath that only seven can have.

There is a green flame that ignites on this sign.

This sign is the real killing trick.

Although the number of flying swords is fierce, it only leads to the sword of the entourage behind him.

However, at this time, many people who once again blocked the old man and the roadway in the darkness were shocked by the appearance of a crimson sword in the hands of the foreigners.

Jianguang was just a flash, the body of the foreigner was violently shocked, but the green character was picked up by the sword and broken in half.

The cross section of the green symbol is very thin, but it is an unimaginable flame erupting from it.

All the energy that came from it spurted out from this section.

Two amazing green fires collided in the sky, and the two pieces of debris were instantly pushed to the sides for dozens of feet.

The green but bright fire illuminates the faces of everyone in the lane, including the elderly in the wheelchair.

The old man’s wheelchair was also shaking violently. He looked at the two rivers in the sky. Even the wrinkles glowed green. He couldn’t believe it, just like a child’s fight. Bullying children, "How is it possible, how are you also seven?"

At this time, a Jianguang lighted behind the old man.

Jianguang has just flashed in the dark, but only in an instant, this sword light is like a red iron stick, which is so hot that it is amazing.

A man behind the old man screamed with anger and turned to the sword.

His sword is fast and strong.

Anyone around him, including the old man he protects, believes he can stop the sword.

But at this moment, the sword like a red iron stick suddenly turned in the direction and stabbed the follower.

The follower was shocked and he felt a sense of desperation.

He intuitively felt that he would die.

He returned to the sword.

However, with a bang, the follower body froze.

He found that the sword of death was falling on himself, but the sword itself did not change direction.

The long sword that burned the red iron rod inserted the old man's body from the back of the wheelchair. The old man's chest showed the tip of the sword and the hot air was coming out.

The man screamed in madness and stunned.

He didn't know why he couldn't stop the sword.

The old man is also very confused.

He also realized that no matter whether the entourage was shaking the sword, or the foreigner suddenly showed the strength of the seven realms, it was only for the last sword, but he did not understand why this foreigner It is clear that people have not been in the same situation in a battle not long ago. Why haven’t there been a few days, they have already reached the seven realms. He also wants to understand that this sword is not strong enough, why can it penetrate into his body.

"Sorry."

The foreigner was saluting him at this moment and sincerely apologized: "If you don't die, there will be many people who die."

Perceive the front and back of the street, those people were shocked to the point where they could not move. The followers behind the foreigners put down the big sword in their hands and whispered: "Wang Taixu, you are also very surprised me."

"Actually, this depends a lot on what a person has said to me in particular."

The foreigner knew that everything was a foregone conclusion. He took the sword and held his hand. He shook his head and replied: "Before I left Changling, he told me that the most crucial thing for the break is no longer talent, but lies. The most blazing emotion."

The entourage behind him seemed to be a little bit stunned.

The foreigners whispered: "I didn't understand it at first. Later, when you walked with me, I felt your sword in close proximity. The farther away from Changling, the more I gradually realized. The practitioners like you often end up Being able to break through to a high level is because the national hate hate... Your love and hate is far richer than the average practitioner. Your emotions are far more violent than the average practitioners, and the emotions are more blazing... even the perception is like Plus strong. People's emotions are always the strongest force in the world."

The followers behind him thought about it seriously, thinking about the best and powerful practitioners of Zhaodi and Changling in those years, thinking that there really isn’t a person who is greeted by the music, it seems that the true nature is at the extreme. The character, he feels more reasonable.