The Sword Dynasty

The Fujian-Taiwanese sword is rarely so happy, but he is really happy now.

Of course he does not want to die.

For him, the square embroidery screen is the kind of person who can guarantee that they will not die if they can arrive.

A person who can send a commander's light on behalf of Fanghoufu may only be a square screen.

Meng Fangying was silent for a moment.

He was very aware of the weight of the square curtain. However, his head was still raised. He looked at the skylight falling from the thousands of dusty mountains. The corner of his mouth was bent into a strong arc: "In the past, I put the eagle in the side army, and the novel did not. I think too much. I was a sergeant of the Sergeant. I was thinking that this empire could eventually dominate the world like the great dynasty, and establish an unparalleled hegemony. If I can become a general, I can also be a natural history. Whoever wins and wins does not care. When I am today, my heart will not change. I am different from you. You are concerned about revenge, but all I want is to destroy you and destroy this Chu Dynasty. I will not have Daqin. Anti-hands. The grievances of the gods are different from what the mortal thinks, and the mortals are more than the gods. So since you have lost, then you are even less likely to win."

After the pause, he bowed his head and looked at Ding Ning and Li Daoji, slowly saying: "Even if the square embroidery screen can change anything? Since you can see his sword light, the three eagle under my seat can naturally Seeing his sword light, and... The key is, how long can you stop me?"

When he said this last sentence, his eyes stopped at Ding Ning.

This is a kind of vigilance.

He has already seen how Ding Ning borrowed the real elements of the fire. In his view, since Li Daoji is the uncle of Ding Ning’s practice in Baiyang Cave, Ding Ning’s practice of Li Dao’s practice and truth Yuan knows very well, and there is also the possibility of borrowing Li Daozhen.

But since he has already seen Ding Ning's means, he will never let this happen again.

The Guantai sword understood the meaning of Meng Fangying, so he immediately became nervous again.

After all, Li Daoji is only a practitioner of the White Sheep Cave. How can such a practitioner who is a practitioner of the practice be able to block Meng Fangying?

Even if Xue’s forgetting the victory of Liang Lian in the past, Liang Lian’s cultivation could not be compared with Meng Fangying at this time.

However, at this time, Ding Ning's look has become somewhat weird.

He looked directly at Meng Fangying's eyes, and his tone was a bit strange: "Xue Laotou feels that he can't teach him and send him away. Of course, he is going to find him a much stronger teacher. Xue Laotou is too old. Although fighting with people does not necessarily win, but how many people are better than him in terms of knowledge and the swordsmanship involved?"

Meng Fangying's brows unconsciously picked up, and the ominous premonition in his heart.

In the next moment, he had already sounded a sword in front of him.

He still doesn't think that Li Daoji can pose any threat to himself, but every word that Ding Ning said will affect his confidence.

So he no longer wants to say more.

As the sword slammed, the sky was full of mountains and seas, but it did not infuse the sharp swords in his hands, but poured into his body.

His body suddenly became taller and exudes a kind of imposing manner.

He smashed Li Dao with a sword!

There are no tricks.

This sword is just like a huge stone. It is arrogant and arrogant. With all his spirits and massive real elements, he has rushed toward Li Dao.

The simpler the sword, the more often it can be forced to respond in the same simple way.

This turned into a collision of pure power.

Meng Fangying has already been a seven-nation country 20 years ago. Although the door between the seven borders and the eight borders has not been broken in the past 20 years, the real yuan has already been condensed to be incomparably pure, such as the mysterious iron repeatedly tempered, the real yuan What is the power of the practitioners who have just stepped into the seven realms?

Yantai Guanjian was deeply inhaled.

He is very nervous.

This sword is a very simple test for Meng Fangying, but it is likely to become a direct blow.

At this moment, Li Daoqi slowly inhaled, he calmed down, half a step back, and then grasped the white jade sword at the waist.

A loud bang rang between Li Daoji and Meng Fangying.

There are also echoes in the depths of thousands of dusty mountains, and there are countless giant swords in these dusty mountains.

After these sounds began, all the talents saw that a slightly curved sword light remained firmly in front of Li Daoji, and Meng Fangying exuded the body of the world, but was shocked and flew out. !

In addition to the crashing sound of the field, the scene was quiet.

Yantai Guanjian’s eyes widened and he was surprised but not shocked.

Because he instantly understood the sword.

Aries picks up the corner and is in a good position.

In the hands of Li Daoji, the main sword of Aries Cave, and what he showed at this time is the secret sword of Aries in the weak and strong, and Aries picks the corner.

Meng Fangying was shocked.

Although he was not injured, the real element in his body violently swayed, making him feel uncomfortable like never before.

His sword, instead, made him feel like he was hitting a wall in the rush!

The sword of his life has a real face.

This is a silver-white sword, which seems to be condensed with the brilliance of the moon, giving a quiet but mysterious feeling.

He is in the process of retreating, but the sword in his hand has already been thrown out.

The turbulent real element in his body was smooth with the spurt of liberation.

The sword of his life in his hand was grand, but it was warm but not dazzling.

The silver-white brilliance turned into a crescent moon, covering his figure.

The sword is full of this space, but it exudes a very mysterious feeling, making it difficult to determine when and where the sword will fall.

This sword is called "Yuehua" and is a sword in the Mengjia Seven Swords.

The Seven Swordsmanship is the supreme sword of the Meng family. It records the seven strokes of different vitality, but it is also an unpredictable and powerful sword.

Li Daoji’s eyes are blank.

However, his body posture did not change much, but his left hand held the long sword across the chest and shook some swords.

These swordsmen have no power at all, and the state of mind only reminiscent of the spring breeze in February blowing the willow branches.

However, the next moment, the white jade master sword of his right hand was picked out.

In the sky above him and in the depths of the thousand dusty mountains, there was a loud bang, such as the collision of a thousand swords.

The sword light that bends slightly like a shofar continues to shine in front of him.

Before Jianguang, Meng Fangying’s figure retreated and the earthquake retreated further.

This time, even the swords on the platform could not help but whisper.

It is also a sword and a sheep.

However, this same sword is one of the seven swords that Meng Fangying has changed.