The Sword Dynasty

Two prison officers wearing blue official gowns appeared in front of the cell for the first time.

When the cell door was not opened, two flying swords of different colors had already flown in from the small ventilation window, and they were stabbed in the fifteenth on the stone couch.

Zhang fifteen lies on the stone collapse, and the air is clearly bound by the unique fuss hole. Even the steel wire is worn inside the body, even suicide can not be done, but at this time, his body surface is It seems to be burning, and the scarlet waves are constantly coming out, just like a red rose is constantly blooming.

Facing the two small swords flying from the window, Zhang fifteen smiled and did not have any movements.

However, the two prison officers were eclipsed that the two flying swords were inexplicably stuck in the air, unable to enter!

Until then, the two prison officers thought that there was a sword in the world called the sword.

Just like the heart-wrenching sword used in the heart of the Shushan Sword Society.

This kind of swordsman repair is the idea.

When the body is out of control, they are far superior to the powerful willpower and spiritual strength of ordinary people, and they can gather together to become a powerful sword.

Only in the next moment, the two prison officers blew their blood, and they directly lost contact with their two flying swords.

Two flying swords lingered around the scarlet waves, and they were put together, like a pair of scissors.

"The number of sounds is broken, and the sleepy dragon ropes that run through the fifteenth sea of ​​air are all cut off.

When these metal cords are pulled out of the body, the blood then flows out along the wound.

In the next moment, a subtle voice rang from Zhang’s body, and those wires that pierced his body deeply and went into his meridians, obstructing the flow of his real yuan, were all washed out from his body, such as The fluttering willow wanders in the air around him.

Zhang fifteen smiled and sat up.

All the blood flowing from his body, the strange and the heavens and the earth that were re-aggregated by his thoughts, merged into one, like many red ribbons, and rushed out.

A burst of shock.

The heavy black iron gates flew out to the external earthquake.

Two mouthfuls of blood squirting, but the prisoners who were too late to dodge, and the five or six prisoners who came in later were shot by the black iron gate in the screams.

The red streamers fly like a living creature, passing through a distance of more than ten feet, falling to the body of the deepest water dungeon.

Shen Xuan still stands still.

These a mixture of vitality and blood, such as the red ribbon, fluttered from his side, forming a strange and colorful picture.

When the first red blood band falls into the body of the forest boiled wine, the body of the rotten wine that is rotten and ruined exudes a fresh breath.

"The blood sacrifices are raised. Such exercises have been found by the people of your Bashan sword field. I want to come to save you. Those who are hiding in the dark do not know how much effort they have paid."

Shen Xuan looked at the new forest boiled wine in the middle of the water and sneered.

"That means that I am not a failure to be a man."

Lin boiled the wine and laughed.

His body floated from the water.

All the symbols that bound his body, including all the steel wires and gold ropes buried in him, were all squeezed out of his body.

These wires and ropes, after exiting from his body, did not float and fall like the fifteenth, but flew in front of him and began to woven in a heart-rending way. Become a sword.

Shen Xuan’s brow was deeply wrinkled.

The sword formed in front of the boiled wine not only exudes a strong sense of life, but also carries a flesh and blood that is difficult to describe in words.

He began to wake up.

In the past years, these things banned everything in the body of the boiled wine, but everything in the body of the boiled wine is also warming and tempering these things.

This is the day and night that Lin boiled wine for more than ten years, not only with vitality, but also with a sword raised by flesh and blood!

When the sword is first, when you don't drink the enemy's blood, it is the most fierce!

These wires and fine cords are getting more and more condensed in front of the wood-boiled wine, and there is no longer any gap.

A long red sword, formed in this way, is full of red light.

Shen Xuan's face is gradual.

......

The crystal clear water droplets are suspended in front of the white mountains and waters, but they are turbulent, but they are not stunned.

Du Qingli looked at the white mountains and waters with one eye, and the strong meaning in the pupils became more and more concentrated.

However, at this time, Bai Shanshui was standing with a negative hand and smiled at him. He said, "Do you know? Actually, I don't need to be separated from you."

Du Qingli’s brain trembled at this time, and he groaned and could not understand the meaning of this sentence.

"I just need to entangle you here."

Bai Shanshui said faintly: "This will be fine."

Du Qingli does not think that what she said makes sense, but he has an inexplicable sense of ominous premonition.

So he has to win the game.

In a glance, the accumulation of heaven and earth in his body for many years was spurted out.

In the space between him and the white mountains and waters, it is like an invisible giant, violently rushing forward.

A shock wave visible to the naked eye rushed to the white mountains at a terrible speed.

There is no movement in the white mountains and waters, and the drops of crystal water begin to change, turning into countless water droplets, and then turning into countless blisters, which are covered with white mountains and water.

The shock wave rushes over a layer of crystal blister.

The layers of force constantly succumb to the gap between each layer of blisters, but the glittering blisters are not broken.

The powerful meaning of Du Qingli’s monologue instantly became shocked.

"My sword of the Yunshui Palace, the strongest is the softest." Bai Shanshui stood in countless heavy crystal blister, as if looking at him through countless heavy worlds, said faintly.

Du Qingli’s body began to cool rapidly.

He found himself and the majority of practitioners in Changling made a serious mistake.

What they saw before was the white side of the mountain, but did not find her soft side.

......

"Are you still not back?"

Du Hongtan looked at Zhao Si with sympathetic eyes.

For example, the giant sword has slowly tilted up to his monument.

Numerous black sands flowed into the back of his hand as a waterfall, and turned into black gas from his palms and landed on the monument.

His hand is like being glued to this monument.

His whole person is up.

The monument is gradually tilted up, and the weight is naturally pressed to the end of Zhao Si.

In his view, when the weight of this monument is all pressed to Zhao Si, Zhao Si will be completely unable to withstand, and then the whole body will probably burst into countless pieces.

"Although I hope that you will continue to insist, I hope that you will die here... but do you really want to do this?"

With obvious sympathy, he looked at Zhao Si, who was silent, and continued to speak.

Zhao Si still did not respond.

Du Hongtan is Huo Ran looking back.

Because at this time he felt a breath that made him feel extremely dangerous.

Just as he looked back, some of the black sands that flowed like waterfalls behind him suddenly condensed and turned into several black bamboos, and then opened the deep red flowers.

Du Hongtan has changed dramatically.

His hand quickly separated from the monument and was shot backwards.

The bang banged.

There was a black air in the void behind him, and he shot dozens of squares in an instant.

In the black air, a quiet woman wearing a dark red robe appeared.

She held the guqin and slowly looked up. The corners of her mouth were scarlet-stained, but both eyes were black at this time, and the heart was screaming black.

"Miss Shangda?"

Du Hongtan is even more unbelievable, and suddenly speaks out.

The quiet woman did not respond.

Her hand is playing on the guqin.

Several black strings flew up and disappeared into the air.

Du Hongtan screamed, and the falling black sand swirled around his body.

Among the black sands, several black bamboos grow stubbornly.

Zhao Si slightly narrowed his eyes.

Her **** left the monument and then volleyed.

The monument suddenly burned and turned into countless burning iron juices in the black sand of the spin.

Countless white smoke emerged.

Du Hongtan's screaming sound continued to ring.

Zhao Si continues to move forward.

When the monument disappeared, there was a red flash inside.

The iron marrow has become a small sword that burns red.

Zhao Jian furnace is best at slashing swords.

Zhao Si’s hand grasped the sword that had just been smelted, and the scorpion stabbed in the black sand in front.

Du Hongtan’s breathing stopped completely.

This is his home, his most powerful place, but this is also her most powerful place for Miss Shangda.

And Zhao Si, a sword that is as fierce as a **** yang, is also a gloomy nemesis.

So he can't stop it.

He can't be the opponent of the two men.

He only watched as the little sword broke into his body and pierced his body.

A bang.

His body was pierced by this small sword.

In the next moment, his entire body burned.

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