The Sword Dynasty

When the practitioner in front of her spit out the last breath, the woman’s abdomen breathed out some light, like a shining gem that glowed inside and was about to break out.

However, with a sullen sigh, this kind of light was hardly suppressed by her and disappeared instantly.

She even spit out two blood, all black.

The practitioner who fell in the pool of blood in front of her was also one of the five sects of the sacred sword. Compared with the whole world, it was also the great master of many seven difficult circumstances.

Even if you can kill such a great master, I am afraid that no one in the world can afford to do some damage. Novel +

Two black blood fell on the ground, and two fluffy dusts suddenly appeared on the ground. Some spider-like cracks spread along the hard rock in all directions.

The purple man who had previously talked with Qi Zong, standing down on the mountain road inside the spiritual sword door, was in the position of the boundary between clouds and sunlight, and the figure was between the emptiness and the flash of light and shadow. He looked at Ji Qingqing outside the mountain gate and the practitioner in the blood pool before Ji Qingqing. His looks and eyes were extremely complicated.

Not far behind, the purple man stood a thin, short, half-headed, normal-looking teenager, but his body was like a giant mountain-like practitioner.

This practitioner is also a man. He can't see his age at all. He seems to be in his twenties. However, he feels no longer young.

In a sense, the breath of this practitioner is the closest to the use of Jianshan sword by Gu Huai.

Previous Qi Jinshan went to see the purple man, the purple man inexplicably said, this is three to three.

These three pairs of three naturally refer to the confrontation between the six practitioners, five of which are the five sacred swordsmen, and the other one is naturally Ji Qingqing who won at the moment outside the mountain gate.

These are the characters that were concealed in the early years. However, in terms of cultivation and strength, they are all high-ranking figures in the world. They will not lose to the chiefs and princes of Changling.

The purple man and the thin and thin practitioners are naturally the five characters in the Spiritual Swordsmanship. Only the other two matchups have already won the game. The battle between the two men seems to have never begun.

Looking at the quiet look of the thin and thin practitioner behind the purple man, it seems that this battle will not begin.

"The dust settles, it is best if you don't hit it."

The purple man was previously the most famous Yi Zong Yi Xinyi among the five sacred swordsmen. He was also the youngest of the five, and he was the most prosperous a decade ago. However, after more than a decade, his edge seems to have completely disappeared. The human feeling is that there is always a kind of unspeakable entanglement around the body.

At this time, he looked out of the mountain gate. The victory obviously belonged to him, but there was no joy in his tone. Only a slight bitterness.

The slim practitioner behind him is the first of the five imported Huang Zong Huang Dao Shen, the name has a sinking word, and the temperament is also the most quiet.

He shook his head and did not respond to the words of Yi Xinyi first, but slowly said, "I was in Xianfuzong not long ago. I heard that there was an assassination. The object of the assassination was the one before the White Sheep Cave. The disciple Zhang Yi. The assassination was ultimately unsuccessful, and today we have such an assassination in the Lingjianjianmen, but it has finally become. The assassination that took place in Xianfuzong and happened in my spiritual sword Although this assassination does not seem to be related, I don’t know what is going on today, letting you and Qi Zong make such a decisive thing, but no matter how it is turned over, it seems to me There must be a shadow of the Bashan sword field. How to look at it is like a return to the queen on that matter."

"No matter how it is turned over, it doesn't matter. What matters is that those things have happened." Yi Xinyi turned and looked at Huang Dao Shen and said, "There must be the shadow of the Bashan sword field, it can only explain the Bashan sword field. powerful."

The ecliptic has frowned and said: "The Bashan sword field is stronger, and my spiritual sword door can be replaced."

"Bashan sword field is a big tree, replacing the former Bashan sword field? Is the queen willing?" Yi Xinyi laughed. "But today, my brother and I are talking about private enmity, not a sect."

"In the future, I have nothing to do with the Lingxu Jianmen. How does the Lingjian Jianmen have anything to do with me?"

Yi Xinyi slightly bowed to Huang Dao Shen, saying: "I and Qi brothers left the spiritual sword door, An Baoshi is dead, Huang Shixiong naturally took over the spiritual sword, I am willing to enmity, Huang Shixiong you collar The sect of the sect, it is their respective wishes, and only by this point, the yellow brother will thank me and the brother."

After saying this, he stopped looking at the yellow road and turned to the cloud below.

"After such a long time, it is still the battle of the Bashan sword field." Huang Dao Shen looked at the three figures who left each other along different roads and sighed.

......

After the Yinshan, the snowy cloud continued to float south, and then with the snow falling in the clouds, this cloud that flew from the distant wilderness finally disappeared.

Among the blizzards, a group of hundreds of people, the Daqin, marched to a border town in Daqin.

In all previous military situations, it was shown that this cavalry was only a pioneer in the **** of military food, so no high-ranking generals in this side town were noticed.

However, when the cavalry arrived in the city, the headed one would tie a young man and walk straight into the most central camp of the border town. When the alarmed generals saw the general headed, they were shocked. Unimaginable.

"General Sima General!"

The highest general in the border town appeared at the fastest speed before the general. During the ceremony, he saw the face of the young man after the leader. Even if he was slightly stiff, he would react after a while. , bowed to the ceremony, "His Royal Highness!"

Sima, one of the Daqin twelve princes, did not explain anything. He only entered the camp, took several quiet rooms, and let the hundreds of people who came with him stationed nearby.

He didn't have too much rest, but began to use the fastest speed to refer to the latest military sent to the border town.

Every time he refers to a file or a secret, he throws it to the front table of the Fusu sitting next to him. Fusu is followed.

After watching only a dozen copies, Fusu couldn’t help but look up and asked some questions: "Sima General, Ding Ning really dead?"

"At the moment of the war, millions of people are dead, you are still uncertain, and still thinking about this problem?"

Sima is like a scholar, but when the voice is turned, there is a tiger and a wolf. "Don't you come here, look at the few generals who look at our faces, don't you understand?"

Fusuo was shocked. "What is the current battle?"

Sima was cold and laughed. "Wei Hou is here, send me again. I need a Uzbek in the district. I still need two of them to keep up, and bring you again. My great Qin Taizi will use the soldiers in addition to Chunli. What can you solve? Those generals have already understood in an instant, you are still in the dark... The Queen asked you to follow me and learn the military. You are still confused and can learn what you are?"

"Spring will use the soldiers in Chu?"

This voice is constantly ringing in the mind of Fusu. He is kind and kind, and he is still unbelievable.