The Sword Dynasty

Any color, tangible and intangible meaning or swordsmanship is the refraction reaction of the true element or the heaven and earth.

The same is true of the yellow cloud formed by Le Yi’s Huang Tian Fu.

However, at this time, his meaning was clearly pressed down with the momentum of incomparable decision-making. Huang Yun did not sink down, but instead rose up and was attracted by the roof of the temple, such as a thick layer of cashmere. The blanket was attached to the top of the temple.

What is even more shocking is that some of the mysterious lines on the top of the Temple of Heaven are blanked, but some are instead bright.

These bright lines and the lines in the yellow clouds overlap, just as the keys are aligned with the keyholes and are completely mated together.

It is also with these bright mosaics, Zhang Yi and other talents really see, the original yellow clouds have such clear lines.

These lines are the main passages of this celestial airflow.

Huang Yun did not press down, but a new force was pressed down by the heart of Le Yi.

Chen Xing’s sharpness in front of him was on the invisible silk that was filled with music outside Le Yi’s body. However, if the air broke through a real blade, he did not press it. His imagination generally cuts off the silk, and a powerful recoil is an instant that makes his throat sweet, and the tip of his tongue tastes bloody.

Le Yi was shocked.

He feels that he is stronger than ever.

It’s just that this power does not come from him, but from this heaven.

Chen Xinghang took a step back.

Just one step, he left a shadow in front of him, and then the image was blasted fiercely.

In a circle of visible air waves, the suspended dust swayed, but still stubbornly wanted to pause in the local area, and slowly formed a virtual shadow of stone steps.

That stabbed Chen Xing's cold light. At this time, after this imaginary stone shadow, the column was exposed before Zhang Yi, revealing the true face.

This is indeed a sword.

A sword that is smaller than the dagger.

The blade is white and not straight, with a twisted curvature.

This distortion is natural, and it is more natural than the curved curve created by any craftsman in the world, like a fish intestine.

"Sure enough, it is a fish sword."

Chen Xing looked at the extremely small sword, and his eyes narrowed and said a word.

Then he looked at the shadow of the first-level stone steps in front of him and the yellow cloud that was adsorbed to the top of the temple. He couldn’t help but shook his head and said: "Interesting."

He was unable to forcibly destroy the Huang Tiandao Fu of Le Yi by virtue of the cultivation and absolute power. It is because the meaning of the heavenly charm of the Heavenly Temple has resonated and the two meet one.

This is like the danger of the imperial disciple of the Emperor Fuzong who mastered the Huang Tiandao Fu, and naturally sent out the power of protection.

And he couldn't kill Zhang Yi with a single blow, but it was the one from Zhang Yi who used the sword.

This is the true mountain fairy.

It does not belong to the two highest saga of Huang Tiandao and the Tiandaofu. However, in the legend, the disciples of Xian Fuzong who can realize this meaning are destined to be the stalkers of Xian Fuzong.

The sword of Lushan Jianzong is the most savage and fierce. The true mountain charm of Xian Fuzong is gentle and tenacious. It is the real cornerstone. With this offensive and defensive unity, he can understand why Zheng Shou must have Zhang Yi died.

However, if it is not dead, the young people who are destined to have a promising future are not just Zhang Yi, but also Le Yi.

In the real life and death, Huang Tiandaofu and the meaning in this heavenly hall are combined into one, which resonates. Leyi will surely realize some of the meanings of the Tiandaofu. In the future, it is very likely that even this will be the same. Wu Tong, this is the two great schools of Xian Fuzong all gathered in his hands.

It’s just like the two younger generations who seem to be the ultimate, but there is also a fish sword.

The fish intestine is recognized by the master of the world's first casting sword for the ancient Yue Yue Wang. The tin of the Chihshang Mountain was taken out, and the copper of the Yaxi River was quenched with the thunder, which made the sword of the world.

In the legend, when the sword was first created, it was like psychic. At that time, when the swordsman Xue Xue saw the sword, he said that the fish sword was "inferior to the situation, not to be served, but to kill the king. Killing the father means that the sword of the sword is originally a big rebellion, and it is used to kill the monarch.

Of course, this may be the fact that this sword really killed the king of Dawu at that time and made a legend after the dying of the dynasty.

However, at this time, encountering this sword, the sword of the sword is really like a swordsman who is constantly fighting.

It’s just that even two young people like Zhang Yi and Le Yi, together with this sword, can only make him feel interesting.

"Since you can control the fish sausage, why did Le Yi previously represent Huang Tiandao to my Xian Fuzong challenge, you can't shoot?"

The mouth that swallowed the throat was reversed, and he slowly sideways, looking at the gloomy and vigilant Murong, and asked seriously.

Murong Xiaoyi frowned.

Such an inquiry means that even if the other side is in the border, it is clear about everything that happened to Xian Fuzong.

"The fish-intestinal sword is not the object of the fairy sect. If you can win it, you can win it."

She looked at the wounded but the general who had nothing to do, slowly said, "Not to mention the use of such a sword to deal with a teenager, too hot."

"unfortunately."

Chen Xinghang laughed and laughed at himself, and then said: "Unfortunately, even if this is the case, you still can't win me."

No one thinks that he is proud of this sentence.

Le Yi's vest was soaked in cold sweat.

Zhang Yi began to cough and began to cough up blood.

Although he had saved his life with a blow from a practitioner who surpassed his two big realms, he was not only broken, but also injured his heart and lungs.

However, at this time, his mind was thinking, if his own "little younger brother" Ding Ning is here... How will Ding Ning do?

He knows that the fish sword and the happy Huang Tiandao Fu can only block Chen Xing's blow at most.

Then when Chen Xinghang shot again, he would die.

It was just two breaths of time.

......

The sect of Xian Fuzong still stood at the window.

He was condescending to look at the Heavenly Temple, and a faint glimmer of faint gaze suddenly appeared.

Feeling his emotional changes, the old black robes who have been leisurely are also fretting, and ironically said: "Do you think there will be hope?"

"You may have forgotten one thing."

The sect of Xian Fuzong said faintly, "It is not my intention to let Zhang Yi come to Shangdu. It is not the meaning of Zheng Shou.

The black robe old man has a slight change in his face.

However, he was still chilling: "Chen Xingchen has entered the Heaven Hall, killing Zhang Yi is a matter of thought..."

"But now Zhang Yi is still alive."

His words were interrupted by the words of the Emperor Xianfuzong. "Not to mention that in addition to trying to get Zhang Yi to come to my immortal, there is also someone you would expect."

The old man in black robe breathes a little, feeling a sense of ominousness.

He stepped into the window and looked around, his eyes filled with incredible meaning that was difficult to describe with words.