The Sword Dynasty

The violent and complicated vibrations caused hundreds of different colors of swords on the short sword to fly up and greet the mountain shadows that fell from the sky.

A sword rushed to the huge shadow, like a fireworks, constantly blooming at the bottom of the mountain shadow.

The magic dragon gun in the hands of Mo Ying began to vibrate, and then his body began to vibrate.

The depths of his chilling eyes are filled with a complex look that is difficult to describe with words.

He instantly realized that this vibration was not caused by the collision of real power. It was not that the power of Ding Ning’s sword was strong enough to withstand his “Dragon Dragon Mountain”, but because of his innermost feelings, his own love story. The excitement.

The sentiment of the other side of the sword is perfectly conveyed to his perception and spiritual world, affecting his heart.

At this moment, he was taken off the track like a flying sword.

He is inevitably infected, and there are even many pictures in his mind. It seems that this sword that has just left his hand has been seen in his eyes for many years, thus seduce him first. The first encounter with Yu Xinlan, the first time I saw this picture of "warm spring".

It is indeed a very warm spring.

In a battlefield in the south, there are countless golden yellow **** blossoms on the high and low mounds.

He carried a barrel of blood-stained bandages and walked through the flower fields. A woman was washing her face next to the clear stream of the cloth.

That is the heart of the heart.

The left and right sides of the waist are equipped with two swords, one is the last flower, and the other is the warm spring.

Like the swordsmen of the Bashan sword field, Yan Xinlan’s body is like a sharp sword with the same sharpness. However, her posture of washing her face is different from that of a normal woman, and she clearly perceives his arrival, but Still do not change the attitude of washing your face, not too slow.

Many years later, he knew that this was a matter of heart and that she was not reluctant to change for outsiders.

When he stayed in the local area, Yan Xinlan just turned around and said: "Listen to the pace of your walking, breathing and the force of lifting the barrel, you should have repaired some Huang Chongjian and White Deer College. The means of practice, the miscellaneous learning, is not a rumor, but it can be learned as a wizard."

He has been stunned for a long time, and he does not know what his mood is. In the end, he said, "Can you teach me?"

She was undecided and finally taught.

The golden color of the sky, the picture of the meeting, let his heart tremble, and there was a moment of disappointment and even embarrassment.

This is enough for Ding Ning.

A sword shadow with Ding Ning rushed out from the shadow of the mountain, the mountain shadow fell behind him, the ground burst silently, the sound was too late to come out.

Ding Ning has already broken the gun.

An uncontrollable exclamation sounded like a flood of more camps.

The practitioners in the barracks could not believe their eyes.

They can't believe that there are people in the world who can just break this kind of blow by ignoring the rules of power.

"This is a miracle."

Mo Ying took a deep breath.

The turbulent emotions in his eyes went away.

The gun is sagged, and the residual force on the tip of the gun easily breaks the shock from the ground. It naturally removes any adverse effects of the shock of the vitality on his body and the real elements in the body.

He did not immediately rush to shoot, but looked at Ding Ning, said with a blank expression: "The old king shocked all the sects in the past, knowing the various tricks of the various factions, the vast majority of the tricks in the world, not only will be used, but more It will break, so he has the ability to cross the border. I can't think of you as his descendant, but he can do the same."

Ding Ning raised his head slightly and watched him return to the indifferent and suffocating eyes. He did not respond to these words. He just raised the sword. It seemed to make Mo Ying see more clearly. At the same time, he whispered, "You have thought about why. Will she accept you as a disciple?"

"why?"

Ding Ning's problem did not make Mo Ying's heart immediately smashed, because he has been preparing for the shot, and is also preparing for Ding Ning's shot.

At this time, Ding Ning came out of the sword.

He loosened the hilt, and the short sword slammed and flew out. The extremely fast speed instantly made the sword a very light shadow, but in the next moment, the trajectory of the sword and The sword that blooms makes the dagger that has become a flying sword become more frivolous, just like disappearing directly into the air, but with some unspeakable taste.

Just like in the early summer, on a small night, a person came to the maple tree under the maple tree, but happened to meet a woman who had seen it before, but she did not know what to look for.

Ding Ning's sword has brought this taste to the fullest.

The name of the sword of this sword is "seeing the edge."

Some things are called fate, it is with a solemn and serious taste, and some things are called "fate", which often has a sweet and warm or slightly sad taste.

Mo Yan’s gun made a loud sound like a dragon. With the spout of powerful power in his body, the tip of the gun spurted a red stream that was hotter than the magma. This gun was the old right-fashioned valve from the ancient practice. The secret trick in the practice of the classics is "The Magic Dragon."

Not only is the power of the legendary dragons blooming, the guns are arrogant, and the grand voices are also tempting the spirit of the practitioners and the power of perception.

However, at this moment, his move just started, he did not have the impact on Ding Ning, but because of Ding Ning's words in front, because of the sword of Ding Ning's sword, the spirit is once again in a violent shock.

In his subconscious mind, he actually thought about Ding Ning's problem.

Just the answer is the cobblestone that sinks in the water. At this time, it was brought up by Ding Ning's sword and floated out of the water.

He is indeed a very talented practitioner, otherwise even if he inherits the inheritance of the Bashan sword field, it will not become strong in a short time.

However, she knows very well about Xin Xinlan and her understanding of her temperament. However, she understands that the heart of Lanzhou will pass on his sword. First, because she rarely went out to the Bashan sword field, she rarely communicated with others, and she was very young. . Because she was young enough, when she mentioned that she was teaching her sword, she had not had the idea of ​​accepting a person before, so she did not receive a highly talented practitioner as a disciple.

But the most important thing is that she is very young because she is young enough.

In a moody, spring day, I saw a pleasing young man, and then the young man and some young people asked her to ask for sword skills, so she taught.

This is the fate.

Then there are other things?

If there is, it is that he was still young enough at the time, so his eyes are clean, he has no desires and extravagance, just an ordinary pharmacist.

Mo Ying got the answer, his mood fluctuated more violently, and there was a slight disorder in the voice of the dragon.

A subtle sword light passed through the scarlet smoldering gas and fell to his forehead.

He was in awakening and awkwardness, and there was a natural twilight between the eyebrows. The left hand was out of the gun body. At this moment, the **** caught the Jianguang.

A slamming sound.

The blade is like a slippery muddy forcibly breaking away from his fingers.

His whole body slipped backwards, and the rapid friction between the sole and the ground also produced the same sound of the flying sword and the fingers.

There was a sword mark in his eyebrows, and the bones were visible deep, and the blood ran down the tip of his nose.

(This chapter has written my feelings. I am very satisfied with myself. I like it manually. I am more embarrassed to say that I went to Beijing to attend the conference. I am not satisfied with the water. The train back to Wuxi has occupied a toilet of the high-speed rail, almost becoming the first A hanged network **** wrote, it has been twice, feeling hurt and weak.) For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net