The Sword Dynasty

The meridians in his body have been burned and destroyed, and the whole body has been repaired to the east. It is no different from the waste. However, it is still in the true meaning of the sword that he has only produced. The sword is more epiphany, feeling and the year. The teacher’s sword is close to a few points. ,

His gaze was slightly blurred, and the sun was shining from his back, and his shadow fell in front of him. Between the hustle and bustle, he seems to have returned to the time when he learned the sword in Zhao Jianhua, and he followed his beloved teacher.

At that time, the master was like a mountain that could not see the top, and the clouds were haunting. He did not know how far he was from him, and he could not even see the height of his master. However, now he is It seems to be gradually integrated with the figure of the master in memory.

He seems to have met his master again, this feeling is too good, so that he did not care about his physical condition.

"Is it worth it? Isn't there still us?"

At this moment, a voice of concern was introduced into his ear, and a pair of firm and powerful hands held up his crumbling body.

These hands belong to the Tang Dynasty.

Tang Fengfeng stood on his side, frowning deeply, and worried about the depths of his eyes.

Zhao Ce, who usually has a very cold look, looked at his expression, but he laughed. He let his body weight press the hand of Tang Fengfeng, and then replied with some pride: "This is the reputation of Zhao Jianhao. Naturally worth it. Not to mention that even if I can no longer use the sword, I finally tried to clear the two swords of my master. I have Zhao Yi and Zhao Yi, as long as I tell them what I have experienced. That is worth it."

Tang Bianfeng stayed, then shook his head, solemnly sighed: "You Zhao Jian furnace is terrible."

Zhao Ce did not respond to his sentence, but raised his head hard.

In his vague vision, there appeared the figure of the teacher.

The teacher is standing very hard, his body is awkward, his skin is burnt, split into pieces like scorched earth, but there is fresh flesh growing in the cracked crack, just like a snake. The suede is generally strange, and even more surprising is that the skin inside him is black.

This seems to be a strange healing method, but anyone can feel that his healing process is very difficult, and his powerful momentum and chilly atmosphere disappeared.

"I think Wang Jingmeng is still not as good as my teacher."

Zhao Ce looked at the teacher, and did not talk about the victory and defeat of this war. Instead, he said: "My master is not only a personal cultivation, but he has brought out a group of disciples like us."

The teacher was silent for a moment, and he beheaded for the ceremony and expressed his approval.

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Nanjiayu looks in the direction of Tianqi City.

In the sky in the direction of Apocalypse City, there was another huge cloud of clouds, like a city in the sky pressed against the city of Apocalypse.

This shows that a new guru appeared and then entered the battle.

Nanjiayu is the practitioner of Zhuoshan Jianyuan. Zhuoshan Jianyuan is also one of the practice sites that are eligible to participate in the Shaoshan Swords Club. It has not achieved excellent performance for many years. Before being transferred from Changling to the front line, he also practiced only three years in the Zhuoshan Jianyuan.

So he is just a very young practitioner, a very young sergeant.

In this vast war since the dynasty, he often existed as a whistle.

At this time, he was in an unnamed hill, half a day away from the battlefield of the Apocalypse City. He was barely able to see the changes in the sky above the Tianqi City, and many marches that spread like wild snakes in the wilderness. The outline of the team.

On a main road below the unknown hill where he is located, he is slowly passing a train.

This train seems to be ordinary, but with his accumulated experience during this time, he can judge that there is a Qin army commander in the Yinshan area.

The train will arrive at Apocalypse City before dark.

The prince in the train, can lead the Qin army to win the victory here?

Looking at the clouds in the distance, watching the army that can't see the long snakes in the head and tail, Nan Jiayu feels extraordinarily small and helpless.

However, at this time, he felt a strange atmosphere.

Inexplicable, the three figures did not know where to come from, but at this moment they slammed into his eyes without hesitation, and appeared on the hillside in front of him, walking towards the rut on the road below the hill!

This sudden intrusion only meant that he had not perceived the existence of these people before, and he suddenly felt a creepy feeling.

If it is normal, even if the other person is a practitioner who is higher than him, what he has to do at this time is naturally the first time to warn.

However, this kind of creepy feeling is too strong, but it makes his body become extremely cold, very stiff, which is impossible to achieve with a single finger.

He even felt that he would freeze blood and the real thing in the next moment, and then die silently.

It is an old man, a woman and a young man.

The old man is an old man, holding a rod, so old that every flesh and blood has become a dried root.

The woman is absolutely fragrant, even if it is just a silhouette, it has a stunning beauty.

The young man was covered in a black scarf and seemed to be exceptionally quiet.

When he was standing in the ground, the young man seemed to turn his head and look at him and nodded.

Because the action is too subtle, he is not sure.

However, this action made the cold in his body into a cold sweat, flowing out freely.

Until the figure of the three disappeared into the forest below him and reappeared closer to the mountain below, he was not doing any action.

Because he knows that it doesn't make sense to do anything in front of such three people.

The fear that has just filled the body is like the lowest cub in nature, such as the natural fear of the young deer facing the giant tiger.

The rut team is not on the road.

The sky was plain, but the sky changed in the blink of an eye. A huge cloud of clouds shrouded the sky, as a blizzard was about to come, and the road was like a night.

This is obviously a powerful master with a sense of killing, but this train team is surprisingly quiet.

When the darkness came, countless fires lit up silently.

Somewhere on the rut, some people hold the glowing phosphorite, and the pale white light radiates around them into a blurry and dreamlike picture.

Almost all the curtains in the rut were quietly opened, and one of the ruts came out and stood quietly in the front.

The ray of light shone on him, and it was easy to see, and he was Sima.

This level of change is enough to make him understand how terrible the practitioners come, especially in his perception that the old man appeared.

However, there is still no change in his face, but there is a long-awaited relief.

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