The Sword Dynasty

The night breeze stopped.

Anyone can feel the confidence and pride in Gu Huai's sentence.

Anyone can understand his confidence and pride.

Ding Ning looked at his back and felt the breath of his body. Listening to this sentence, the heart was worried that the long-term grandson, Xue Xue, could not help but because of Gu Huai’s words.

"Somewhat ridiculous."

However, listening to Gu Huai’s words, Tang Xin shook his head, and his lips were filled with a slight smile, indifferent. /——Small-say->

Gu Huai suddenly frowned, said: "Where is it ridiculous?"

"I have seen many people in the Bashan sword field."

Tang Xin did not argue with him, but calmly stated the facts. "Including that person... I have seen the man out of the sword and I am not his opponent. Plus I really don't like those people in Zhongshan." So there are even some ideas for entering the Bashan sword field because of appreciation."

"The Bashan sword field at that time was indeed a place where the enemy was sincerely admired."

The smile of Tang Xin’s mouth taunted slowly, and then said: “It’s not just the power that people admire, but also the speed of those people’s horses, and they are willing to do it. It’s only in the end, the change of Changling discovered Bashan. The soul of the sword field is only on the small number of people."

"The man died in battle, and the heart of the battle died. The Bashan swordfield was destroyed."

"The rest of the people are either jealous and stealing, greedy and fearful of death, or they are fighting for power, ignoring friendship, and two sides and three knives. Bashan sword field has long since disappeared. If the people of Bashan swordfield are afraid, they will only escape from the water. The number of talents such as Lin Boiled Wine is qualified to say so."

"The sword is not straight, and the sword will never be as strong as that person. Are you sure you can beat me with the skills of the Bashan sword field?"

Tang Xin’s voice echoed in the night.

His words are very rude, and he does not give Gu Huai a face.

A practitioner like him who just fights against his enemies because he likes it, does not care about anyone's feelings.

"Actually, you don't understand."

Gu Huai shook his head and seemed to want to explain, but in the end he felt that there was no need to explain anything.

The strength of Tang Xin’s body has already been adjusted to perfection at this time, so he does not want to talk any more.

"please!"

He shot.

His left hand stretched out first, and a dazzling lightning appeared in his hand.

This pillar of lightning stretched from his left hand up to the endless sky, no one can see that the lightning came from his hands, or the lightning in the sky clouds fell and gathered in his hands. .

As the lightning appeared, the air in front of him exploded sharply.

This is a knife.

The lightning in his left hand is his knife.

His right hand was always hanging, but at the same time, all the wind between the wilderness seemed to condense into his right hand.

In his right hand, a blue-colored sword appeared, and there were countless black sands and cyan winds in the blade, as if there were countless sandstorms.

Heaven and earth wind and thunder are used, this is already the means of the legendary immortal.

However, I don't know why, when the knife was invaded by Gu Huai, Gu Huai's original dignified face appeared a natural and disapproving look.

Before the lightning, a black spot appeared in the sky.

Black spots grow at an alarming rate among everyone's sight.

All the U.S. sergeants who had retreated far away, including several practitioners who had been with Dingning before, were all shocked to believe their eyes.

That is a mountain.

A sword-shaped mountain.

With Gu Huai's mind, appearing in the sky is a real, long sword-shaped hill!

This mountain body shines with the luster of the black iron. However, unlike the ordinary black iron, the metallic luster on the surface of this sword mountain is all six-sided flash.

All the luster is like a piece of film that is emitted in parallel, rather than a sharp edge.

Only the Tiantie from the meteorites of the sky will emit such luster.

This is a Tiantie Mountain.

Or more precisely, this is a sword made with the whole Tiantieshan!

This is the sword of Gu Huai.

This is the sword that he built in the Bashan sword field, Jianshan sword!

No one knows what kind of swords he has learned, and how to use this unique heaven and earth to refine such a sword, but now everyone feels the strong life of this sword... and heavy!

All the swords that his sword is emitting at this time are heavy!

A cracking sound.

This sword is only going down, it is easy to break Tang Xin's knife, and the heavy sword is going to attack Tang Xin.

However, at this moment, Gu Huai screamed in anger.

Tang Xin shot at this time.

However, the blue sword of his right hand did not take care of the other, and directly stabbed Gu Huai's body.

Oh...

Tang Xin’s left body instantly made countless tiny holes.

His entire left arm was splashed with blood, and a **** mist emerged from his skin.

A cracking sound rang at the same time as Gu Huai’s body.

There was a sword mark on his chest. In the flesh of the flip, there were countless black elements that pierced his body like black sand.

Boom!

Earth and Earthquake.

Everyone was even shaken off the ground with horses.

The heavy Jianshan sword fell to the ground and formed a real iron mountain in the middle of Tang Xin and Gu Huai.

The bodies of Tang Xin and Gu Huai were simultaneously rolled up by the hurricane and flew backwards.

Tang Xin’s left arm was hanging down softly, and his left arm was completely abolished.

Gu Huai kept coughing up and coughed up a lot of blood and black sand for every cough.

Shen Xuan’s body was also shaken off.

"It's a madman again."

While making a snoring sound, he cursed in his heart and said.

At this time, Tang Xin had another sword.

The cyan sword in his hand was directly on the sword sword in front.

Slamming.

The cyan sword in his hand was broken.

The really heavy mountain sword sword, but directly stabbed by a sword, flew out into the sky.

The huge shadow of the flying Jianshan sword shrouded Gu Huai, who was still coughing up blood.

Gu Huai lost his calm and couldn't help but screamed. "Every sword is dead and loses both sides. Where is your play like this!"

"We are not swords, but life and death."

Tang Xin’s mouth has a mocking smile. He seems to think that Gu Huai is the lord of the spiritual sword. It is a bit ridiculous to say such a thing at this time.

Then he slammed his hand and directly cut the half-length cyan sword to the front of Gu Huai.

This throwing, broken cyan sword became a hurricane of countless blue colors. In the void in front of him, there is like a huge dragon that rushes to Gu Huai.

This sword, regardless of itself, is still a deadly game of defeat.

The Jianshan sword fell again, but it seems to be pressed against Gu Huai.

So Gu Huai's face seems to be a bit more dull in the shadows.

Gu Huai raised his head.

When he looked up, his eyes were full of untold meaning.

The madness of the heavens and the earth in his body was not cherished, and the heavy Jianshan sword accelerated with his head, and flew up at an incredible speed, instantly becoming a black spot in the sky.

This is an unimaginable picture.

All the Ukrainian cavalry were shuddering.

There was a huge shock in the sky.

Just like the giant hammer of the gods hammered the endless sky.

The black night sky suddenly became white.

The black Jianshan sword turned white.

Then the biggest and heaviest sword in the world fell at a more horrible speed, growing from small to small in everyone's pupils, and letting everyone's pupils shrink unconsciously.

On the Tiantie Mountain, it was covered with a white spark.

Numerous arrogant and cold white fires rushed down the surface of the Tiantie Mountain, with the Tiantie Mountain itself, squatting on the cyan faucet.

The cyan dragon and the sword mountain full of white flames meet in the night sky.

A loud bang.

Ding Ning's eyes picked up slightly, and the heart shed more coldness.

The fire in the sky suddenly disappeared.

Jianshan fell to the ground.

A circle of dust waves spread out like a tsunami.

Taking this Jianshan as the center, the ground is cut to the ground and a huge pit appears.

Tang Xin’s figure has disappeared.

I don't know if it disappeared into the dust, or was pressed under the Jianshan.

Gu Huai hangs down first, and even coughs a few mouthfuls of blood.

He was still alive at this time, indicating that he had won the battle.

It’s just that he has no pride in his eyes.

Because he knows better than anyone else where the power to defeat Tang Xin is coming from.