The Sword Dynasty

The long-haired shallow snow brows slightly.

She is the real singer of everyone. In the past, before the rise of the Bashan sword field, the Zheng’s door valve in Jiaodong County was in the mouth of the Changling people, which was similar to the shoes of the Gongsun family.

Women who are born like this real gatekeeper have strict teachings, and the women who are naturally and unusually born are different. The mood is generally inconspicuous.

Her slightly frowning, in most cases, represents abhorrence, but at this time, it is dignified.

In this highland where the world is extremely thin, practitioners below the seven borders are very difficult to breathe, and their physical exertion is extremely fast. I am afraid that after several hours of walking in this area, physical exhaustion, coupled with extreme cold, cannot be achieved. Replenishing physical strength and real yuan, there is the possibility of alive and dead.

When the five archers and the two swordsmen were set up here, she felt a bit puzzled, because the light was trekking here, and then doing the shackles, these practitioners would be hard to be perfect, now see these standing In the upper beast of the upper vent, she immediately got the answer.

These are snow owls, which are recorded in many story books of Changling, which are similar to giant monkeys.

In reality, however, this behemoth is living on the shores of the North Sea, a leopard-like snow beast.

This kind of snow beast is not only a group, but the speed is amazing, and the strength and endurance are extremely strong.

At this point, at first glance, the snow scorpion that appears in the snow and snow will be at least more than 100 heads. With these giant beasts as riding and towing beasts, there is no need to consume much physical strength during walking, such as moving camps, or even Tow enough food and ordnance.

The most important thing is, what kind of army can have so many powerful beasts?

As a daughter of the old privileged gates, she knows that it is very amazing to maintain the consumption of so many different beasts on weekdays. It is inferred that the establishment of this army is amazing in itself, and it will not be like the ordinary one. The human army is as simple as dozens of five-level practitioners.

Ding Ning raised his head and said nothing, ice and snow particles hit his face, bringing a feeling of acupuncture, let his eyes unconsciously pick up slightly.

With the snow capped as a mount, there is no such army in his impression, but the power of this army is undoubted at the moment, especially the indifference and indifference of this army in the face of death, let him understand how to deal with such an army. There are no tricks, unless the commander of the other party can appear and be killed by them.

However, he has a strong intuition that the commander of this army will only be able to kill at the end.

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Because in his past experience, he has encountered many of these types of commanders.

In order to achieve the goal, at any cost, even pay for your own life.

There was also a hint of color in the depths of the old man’s eyes.

His practice is special, so he is more aware of the passing of physical strength and the loss of real elements than any practitioner. In his eyes, the opponents appearing at this time are weak and poor, resistant and not There is not much difference in resistance.

However, in this place, even if these people lined up in front of him and let him knock him to death, he had to pay a part of physical strength and real yuan as a price.

At this time, at the ridiculous glaciers of the East Hu border, with the appearance of these ferrets and back riders, the first appearance in his mind was in the old Changling.

He thought of Wang Jingmeng.

I thought of the corpse mountain that was piled up into mountains, the army loyal to Yuanwu and Zheng sleeves, the countless practitioners from all over the world, no one can withstand the sword of Wang Jingmeng’s understatement, but even so, Wang Jingmeng’s The footsteps were still blocked in the streets, even though the body of the strong man he killed was piled up like a mountain, but he still could not move many steps.

Now Wang Jingmeng seems to be replaced by him.

This is what the army is naturally giving him.

Only such a picture appeared in his mind for only a short moment.

In the next moment, he took a step forward and stood in front of Ding Ning and his grandson.

His movements naturally reached the extreme, and even gave a strange beauty.

His feet fell on the snow, not even causing a splash of snow.

The ice surface in front of him suddenly violently vibrated, and the heavy snow that caused by the avalanche, picked up like a wave, rushed down.

The sleds above were already driven by the riders on the back and started to attack, as if they drove the huge snow waves and rushed down.

No one is moving.

Ding Ning and Chang Sunshue Xue just calmly looked at the snow waves rising in front and the black shadows that rushed down.

When the wave rushed to the foremost old man, the old man raised his head and stabbed him out with a wooden stick in his hand.

With a bang, the stick lifted the snow wave ahead and clicked on the forehead of the snowy forehead.

The shadow of the sled is like a small hill relative to him. This wooden stick is on its forehead, between the eyes, and the tiny is like

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However, this stick seemed to be a soft thorn, but it easily killed the snow.

Just like the most natural death, this is a fierce death before the end of the snow, "naturally" death, from the forehead to the depths of it, like a chain reaction pause.

The snow scorpion that was spotted in the forehead died instantly.

However, its body was violently twitching because of a weird twitch. When the body jumped higher, the whole body even made a squeaking sound, holding a sharp and long bronze thorn on the back. The knights of the spears all went out.

The old man kept the position of gentle thorns. The snow shovel was high above his head, and the rider on his back was flying out. The picture of this moment gave the impression that the old man would harden this heavy snow. I was picked out from the top of my head.

A burst of screaming sound accompanied by a heart-rending whistle, dozens of shadows fell toward the old man and Ding Ning, the long-haired Sun Xue behind him.

Each shadow, either the behemoth's minions, or the spear in the rider's hand, or the arrow that the rear rider's hand symbolizes, is even mixed with a flying sword.

These dozens of shadows fell, and the skylight that was originally dark in the snow and snow became darker, and the sky seemed to be covered.

However, the action of the old man is still very simple, the wooden stick in his hand is only continuously spurting forward.

His movements don't seem to be fast.

Even giving the impression that each of these shadows is coming faster than him.

However, with his constant spurs, these shadows disappeared in a row, and a snow scorpion and a famous rider were thrown into the air.

The storm swept through.

More than 20 snow sleighs and his back riders were facing him.

Looking at such a picture, from the back of the remaining ferrets that he and Ding Ning, the long-term Sunshine rushed across, the riders' original calm eyes were inevitably filled with fearful light.

Ding Ning's brow slightly picked up.

In the **** atmosphere around him, he smelled a familiar atmosphere.

It was a scent of herbs, with strong earthworms, but then the earthworms turned into a strong sweet smell.

"Dragon Blood Grass."

He turned his head and looked at the long-haired Sun Xuexi, who stood beside him, nodded and confirmed: "It is the army that came."

(End of this chapter)