The Sword Dynasty

His manners are very calm and somewhat focused, but more people feel proficient.

At the moment of the sword, the sword of the life is condensed from the hand, and the posture of the sword has already given people a practice. I don’t know how many times, and finally mastered the true meaning and turned into an instinctive feeling in life.

In fact, any swordsmanship does not have to follow the trajectory. Just as some painters can copy any of the subtle lines of a masterpiece, even if they are exactly the same, they still have the same charm as the famous teacher. But people are different, each person's real yuan is different, and even the sword in the hand is different, and the ultimate pursuit is the perfect fit.

Therefore, the strongest and most perfect sword meaning is the sword and the practitioner himself, and the sword in his hand, and the will of his spiritual novel, the whole world at this time is completely compatible.

Every sword has this kind of realm, but even some of the simplest swords, most of the world's swordsmen can't be perfect.

At this time, Ding Ning's sword is to make anyone feel perfect to the extreme, and even imagine can not imagine a more perfect state.

The sword of his life is free to release a heart-warming atmosphere.

Jianguang is spinning around his body like a grinding disc.

The nine dead silkworms in his body recovered as much as possible, and his figure disappeared into countless pale white streams at this moment.

Everyone was terrified except for the long-term Sun Xue and Dong Hu.

In addition to the nine dead silkworms, there is this millstone sword.

This is the unique stone sword of Wang Jingmeng.

The most important thing is that in addition to the old Wang Jingmeng dream, now someone has perfectly displayed the stone sword in front of them.

Even such a sword can be perfectly displayed, what other swords of Wang Jingmeng?

The Emperor Yuanwu suddenly felt cold and even chilly.

The black moon and the crystal knife have not yet met with the grindstone sword, but only the sword of Ding Ning, he already knows the result of the encounter between the two sides.

However, he could not intervene at this time.

The staff that exudes a golden light is like a legendary konjac, and his body bones are pressed by a huge force to make a slight crack.

He can only retreat again.

On the ground, some shadows of the feet were left, and then the ground blasted, like a huge muddy lotus flower.

The sky opened again, and a huge silver beam fell on the staff. The time was as static as it was, but the light was swallowed up.

At the same time, the Donghu Laojiao and the Yuanwu Emperor were sullen, and the bodies of the two men had an uproar until this time.

Black Moon and Crystal Knife met at this time and Jianguang outside Ding Ning.

There are countless Mars exploding in the rotating sword, just as there are countless stars constantly disillusioned.

Ding Ning's body sounded strangely like a bubble cracking sound. This is the real element of his body and the impact of blood and blood disorder. In his body, as numerous flowers bloom, he also tears his flesh and blood and meridians.

His sword light shredded the black moon and the crystal knife, but countless subtle forces were still cut on him, and instantly there was a lot of tiny blood on his body.

However, he is alive after all.

He used an enemy to block the nightingale and Sima's blow with such a sword.

"Sima is wrong."

Ding Ning said to the long-term Sunshine.

This is of course not a sword but a direction of attack.

Even if the long-term Sunshine Snow has just tried to kill a powerful practitioner who may be related to the Shushan sword, Ding Ning knows that she has such ability.

Nine Nether King Sword is still not fully formed over the savage strong cultivator, but a gray snow trail has broken through the wind, with the eyes of the grandson's shallow snow pointing to life like Sima wrong Binoculars.

Sima made a slap in the face, an unusually simple glimpse, a shot, such a simple knife is not good-looking, but it is very practical.

The gray snow trail was cut into two segments from it, and the force was not followed, and then it was scattered.

A bang.

The gray snow trail is only a faint one, but when it is scattered, it is like a snowy mountain collapse. The heaven and earth in front of him are covered by snow.

Sima wrong's wide short sword in the hands of the knife is shaking, his face is ugly, he can hardly imagine that the former Miss Gong Sunjia had already had such power.

However, at this time, his entire body hair was blown out, and a strong death threat made him scream like a cat stepped on his tail and leaped up.

A little golden light flew out of the shadow behind him and fell to his back.

It is a tiny golden lotus flower, innocent, like the purest sun condensation.

At the same time, the long-haired light snow's eyebrows also lit up a little golden flame, just like the pure gold flower yellow that many rich women's makeup will stick.

The power accumulated in the screams in Sima's body madly poured out. The real and heavenly spirits filled every inch of the meridians and flesh and blood in his body, and his whole body expanded outward. It seems that there is a More really, my Sima is going to rush out of his body and avoid the little golden light.

The power that rushed out of his body condensed the strength of the heavens and the earth, and formed numerous innumerable gray swords, exuding a strong sense of corruption, like a cage of countless dead bones.

In the next moment, just as two invisible giant ships collided in front of Sima, the horrible airwaves immediately threw his body to a higher altitude.

噗噗噗噗

There were several blood springs in his body, and the blood flew in the wind, and the body quickly shrank like a leaking ball.

Even on his left face, there was a horrible deep visible bone wound. Even the small half of the ear was missing. However, Sima was only happy in his heart.

He is glad that he is still alive.

It’s not just the strength of the opponent that goes far beyond his imagination. It’s more than a decade. He has forgotten some facts that should not be forgotten. He ignores that the other is not only the owner of the Nine King’s sword, but also the grandson. The only descendant of the family.

The first male grandson in the old privileged gates had more than just power, and there were some powerful practices and secrets. For example, no one knows whether to use the sword or other enemies. The "heart lotus" described by means.

The figure of the nightingale also appeared in the air.

He stepped down from the foothills and appeared in his hand.

His people are as mysterious as the sword of the life. Until then, many practitioners present saw his sword of life also being deep black, like the eternal night. However, the black blade is made up of nine scale swords.

These nine black scale swords are like nine black snakes.

The sword of the life is falling faster than his body. He flies in front of him and is divided into nine in the air. These nine flying swords fly in different directions in the air, falling from all directions to the long-term shallow snow. .

The heart is useless, a practitioner can not be distracted and at the same time imperial two flying swords, but this old and powerful leader does not know the use of secret surgery, a sword nine.

Along with these nine swords, there are several other strong killings.

Among the trains, there is not only one Sima wrong.

The long-term Sunshue Snow has been unable to stop such a nine-sword, and it is even more impossible to stop the killing of those masters.

However, she and Ding Ning's old lady can.

He is half-leisure at this time.

There were several sticks in the air.

A few sounds, like a drum, the nine swords of the nightingale and the swords of the several masters were all repelled and blocked.

This moment, the old man’s shot is almost perfect.

At least in his few feet of space around him, his speed is absolutely perfect.

There are no practitioners in the world who can believe that a practitioner who is a seven-sector can block the attacks of seven sects from many sides, just like the three-headed and six-armed.

But at this time Yuanwu has also had leisure time.

How can Yuan Wu’s shot break?

"go."

Ding Ning could not have known this. His body was full of blood, no blood, but his face was pale to the extreme. Only at this time his eyes were still not panicked, but instead a kind of hot meaning that was not usually there.

In a sigh of sigh, he just clenched his hand to the long-haired Sunshine, and rushed toward the queue of the rut.

He was injured at this time, his strength was too weak for the surrounding seven worlds, and his speed was very slow. However, the most important thing was that Sunshine Snow knew his grip.

Her strength and speed far exceed all seven of the ruts, including the nightingales that fall in the air.

The body of her and Ding Ning instantly faded, and then the acceleration of the horror in the air brought out a long, long shadow.

With a bang, the rut that Sima had previously stood was shattered by the power she and Ding Ning arrived.

There are two practitioners among the broken ruts.

One of the young people had been sitting on the ground while the rut was shattering, and the other squirting was bloody, while the other practitioner was dancing in the sleeves, and a sword light spurred the long-term Sunshine.

A slamming sound.

It is not the heart of the long-term grandson, but the heart of this practitioner.

The figure of Dong Huzhen appeared on the side of Ding Ning and Chang Sunshue, his hand stretched straight, and the staff sticked straight, piercing the heart of the practitioner.

Emperor Yuanwu has already stood firm, but at this time Dong Huzhen has already killed a strong man, but he still has not yet shot.

An exclamation sounded in the rut, but there was no killing to the long-term Sun Xue and Ding Ning.

The reason is naturally from the young man in the rut. Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotian.net