The Sword Dynasty

"Who are you?"

The middle-aged man, Emperor Fuzong, wearing a black robe, frowned and asked for a subconscious drink. Please search! The fastest updated novel

In his subconscious mind, this is the mountain gate of Xian Fuzong. He is the celestial celestial person. Then this person naturally sneaked into the spies of Xian Fuzong. His voice and momentum naturally lead to perfection.

However, in the face of such a drink, the tall and thin man in front of him was only slowly holding the hilt in front of him, calmly said: "I am Zhang Shi's uncle."

"Zhang Yi's uncle?"

The middle-aged man of Xian Fuzong stunned and smiled at the corner of his mouth. He thought that he was Zhang Yi’s uncle, according to his generation, the man wearing the fairy costume of Xian Fuzong was not his own peer. .

However, in the next moment, when he felt the sharp swordsmanship on the other side, he was awakened, "Are you from Changling?"

The tall and thin man nodded and said: "White Sheep Cave."

The brow of the middle-aged man of Xian Fuzong wrinkled, and the smile of the sarcasm disappeared and turned into a dignified meaning.

He did not know how this person arrived at Xian Fuzong, and how it would appear at this time.

However, in his impression, Zhang Yi and the white sheep cave of the wine shop boy were only a very weak sect in Changling, and Xian Fuzong was equivalent to the ancestral temple and the martial sword. The same existence, can not be equal.

He did not know that the Aries Cave was left outside, and Zhang Yi’s uncle had only one Li Dao.

He did not know the name of Li Daoji and knew nothing about Li Daoji’s story.

So he still doesn't think that the swordsman from the Aries Cave can stop himself.

This is not a usual invitation to fight, so when the dignity means appearing on his face, his fingers have quietly touched the meaning.

Numerous pieces of yellow leaves that fell on the ground quietly floated, and the veins on each yellow leaf shone.

The veins of these leaves are natural channels for absorbing nutrients from the tree and sunlight. For each of the realms of the realm, each yellow leaf is his symbol, which is the weapon that nature gives him.

After he entered the practice of Xian Fuzong, his lifelong training was also related to these natural leaves. His name was called Cheng Qingye, and it seemed to be related to this leaf.

He is not in this fairy mountain, but in the palace of Dayan.

The palace clerk, in a sense, also means to be strong.

At this time, the yellow leaves that fell on the mountain road were already lifeless. However, with his thoughts, the thin real element flowed out from his fingertips, and his heart flowed into the veins of these yellow leaves. Among them, these veins suddenly brightened and burst into life.

All these yellow leaves turn green in an instant, and the whole mountain road behind him and the air instantly turn green, like spring.

His meaning is this, it is called spring.

The strongest spring is that the moisturizing things are silent, but they don’t know when and where they are.

I don't know when it will arrive, I don't know where I am, I will kill it everywhere.

Li Dao's lips are close to the red line.

Since he left Changling, it was like disappearing completely into the world. Even Zhang Yi and Su Qin did not know where he went. I don’t even think that he would appear here today.

In addition to the different costumes, his appearance and sabre seem to have nothing to do with Changling.

What is certain is that in Changling, his cultivation was absolutely far from the practitioner of the Xianfuzong.

However, at this time, in the face of such a meaning, he has a deep silence in the eyes of the smug, but is full of strong self-confidence.

He did not rush to draw the sword.

Then, with a weird, waving his head, he waved his sword and cut a hole in the air ahead.

There are countless humming sounds.

Fu Yi Dun.

The countless green leaves that floated behind Cheng Qingye became pale.

Cheng Qingye’s stunned tens of thousands of feet, the airflow entangled in the body smashed the yellow leaves, and even passed through the gazebo in an instant, hitting the mountain wall behind the gazebo.

This is something he has never encountered before.

Li Dao's sword, in his perception, is like a hole in all his symbols, so that the heaven and earth that he called will instantly flow through the hole.

He even felt that Li Daoji's cultivation was still inferior to him. However, this sword made him feel fearless and powerless, and at least in that moment, even his confidence was penetrated.

"What is this sword?"

He screamed subconsciously.

In the scream, a piece of jasper carved leaves flew out of his hand.

There are also countless veins in the leaves, stacked in layers.

The real elements in his body are like wild waves, and they are poured into the leaves of this jade carving.

This is a sign that he used for many years to refine, or it can be said to be his life.

This piece of the symbol sacrificed, the leaves of the mountain half behind him, whether it was the yellow leaves on the ground or the green leaves remaining on the trees, all separated from the ground and branches, and the violent tremors flew.

There is a fierce roar in the sky, and the heavens and the earth are running like a giant mountain.

Li Daoji re-swords.

He did not change anything, and he still gave the general feeling of waving his head, and he slashed his sword toward the air in front.

Cheng Qingye was screaming again.

The symbol that he had just condensed quickly vented, and the vast amount of heaven and earth went along a hole, not knowing where to go, but he was out of his control.

The only piece of jasper in front of him is the constant splashing of the real element in his body, just like countless lightnings are pouring out but cannot be turned into true killing.

He is unbelievable.

Send another third meaning.

He subconsciously felt that the other party might have learned the mystery of his repairs, and he has already developed a sword that specifically breaks his mark. Therefore, his third pass is quite normal, and it is a common way for Xian Fuzong. .

This is a true thunder.

Even in the battlefield, it has been used by many powerful practitioners of Xian Fuzong, proving that it is powerful and unbreakable.

There was a flash of light between the palms of his palm.

At the same time, the sky is like a person who cut a hole with a giant knife and a golden color appeared.

In his imagination, the next moment, there will be several golden lightnings of bucket thickness down and hit Li Dao.

However, at this time, Li Daoji had another sword.

He also slammed a note.

The meaning of the true ray is also gone.

There were thunder and no thunder.

Cheng Qing's leaves are unmanned, his mouth is so big that he can't make a sound, and he can't even breathe.

He gave the fourth pass again.

This is a fire ceremony.

This is the most basic and simplest meaning of Xian Fuzong.

The most basic and simple, and often means the most difficult to break.

However, when the enthusiasm has just started, the meaning will disappear.

Li Daoji still used such a sword and broke his character.

Every time a sword is thrown, Li Dao takes a step forward.

Just four steps, I passed through the pavilion and arrived not far from him.

Cheng Qingye felt a terrible fear.

He sent a fifth pass.

A number of cyan flames rushed out of the mountain walls on either side of his body, seeming to become a wall.

However, these few flames have just rushed out, and the meaning has not yet been formed. Li Dao’s sword has been smashed like a hoe.

This time his sword is not a symbol, but directly into his chest.

The strong sword gas directly tore his internal organs, and the broken instinct and flesh and blood were forced out of his mouth.

"How could this be?"

This is the hardest time to speak out, but Cheng Qingye, like the one who is nearly dying, the sword of desperation that pierces his chest, but he makes a sound.

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