Thunderbolt Single Sword God

plight.

The Martial Forest in the Central Plains is choppy and the undercurrent is turbulent.

today.

In front of a public pavilion in Rivers and Lakes.

There were crowds of people, discussions everywhere, and an uproar, including some Martial Forest people with sharp weapons.

"Ah? The Lord of the Taishang Mansion is actually the mysterious single-edged sword master in the legend!"

"Who is this single-edged sword master? Why is he so famous?"

"Shout! Where did you come from, the brat."

"So ignorant, man, let me tell you..."

There were two celebrities in the Martial Forest sword world with outstanding temperament in the crowd. Both of them looked solemnly, watched for a long time, and then left the crowd silently.

The Myth of the Sword Realm in Distress.

Mysterious single front legend.

The origin of the identity of the Sword Master Shanfeng has been revealed today!

The Martial Forest shook, and the whole world was shocked!

The sword world in the miserable state is like a thunderstorm blooming, the sword points to the peak, and the storm strikes...

Peak into the clouds.

Lingya is steep.

The wind blows the clothes, and two proud and bony figures climbed up to look at the "560" in the distance, with deep eyes, and remained silent for a long time.

"My friend, if my guess is correct, next, are you going to the Wanzheng Taishang Mansion?"

Yi Qiunian looked solemn, turned slightly to look at the side face of his friend Mo Liujian, he was very clear about his friend's thoughts in his heart.

"That's right, I still need someone to test the sword for my Sword Technique, and he is the only one I can cultivate, so I have to go."

Mo Liujian's gaze is firm, and he has already mastered the single-edged sword Xuanjue and double-pole volume, and his strength is even better than before. Now his good friend Yi Qiunian is no longer his opponent.

"My friend, the Xuanjue of the Single-Front Sword and the Double Pole Scroll, although it has made you who you are today, it also shackles you who will be in the future."

Yi Qiunian sighed slightly in his heart, and spoke slowly with regret.

The sword master Shan Feng has always been mysterious and unpredictable in the sword world. His actions are Righteous & Evil, and it is difficult to distinguish between black and white.

But no one can deny that his strength is extremely unfathomable, and he can't help worrying about his friends.

"My friend sees it thoroughly. I can only find the answer by fighting him in real life. Only by breaking the shackles of the bipolar volume can my swordsmanship be truly accomplished."

Mo Liujian has never regretted it in his heart. It is his choice to practice and study the single-edged sword Xuanjue·Shuangjijuan.

"My friend, I will accompany you on a journey. I am also very curious about the legendary creator of the single front, ha."

Yi Qiunian stroked his beard and said with a smile, if the situation was really bad enough to fight to the death, the two of them would not be vegetarian if they worked together.

"My friend, thanks."

Mo Liujian's heart warmed up, his expression softened, and he naturally knew that his friends were worried about him.

Although he knew that going to Wanzhen might be risky, Mo Liujian did not refuse his friends, because he knew very well that there were some people that he could not refuse.

Exchange positions with each other, he believes that Yi Qiunian will choose the same way...

plight.

Youyou Yellow Springs is three thousand feet.

today.

Di Ming became a nanny, holding a baby in her arms...

"Sword Master, you hid it so deeply. It turns out that you came from the Taishang Mansion. The dazzler should have guessed it a long time ago, Kunlun..."

Um?

Di Ming suddenly felt something, and the baby in his arms disappeared without a trace. He sat upright and poured two cups of tea calmly.

Why!

Yellow Springs is three thousand feet, hot and cold.

A huge crack opened in the top of the sky, thunder and lightning, and hurricanes raged.

The iceberg condenses the shadow of the sword, and the sea of ​​fire gathers the light of the sword.

Icebergs, fires, seas, and sky changes, and the universe is divided into two.

"God's front is eternal, sword kills god, looks down on gods and demons, who can stand up to the enemy? Single front only I sigh for defeat!"

Clothes are grinning, hands are behind hands, streamers are flying with the wind, and an unworldly figure descends three thousand feet below Yellow Springs with awe and arrogance.

"Sword Master, don't come here without any problems. The world is boiling because of you, and you still have time to come to find Dazzler. What's the use of coming here this time?"

Diming's eyes opened and closed, and the faint light flashed away. Now that he has returned to the peak of the past, he can't help but have some calculations in his heart.

"Shenlong will never look sideways because of wolves, tigers and leopards. Di Ming, don't pretend to be confused in front of me. What's the matter with the shadow?"

Mo Yunhao looked down at the world and was not polite at all. At this moment, he was sitting opposite the earth and the underworld, holding a teacup in his hand.

"Sword Master, you and I both know the true identity of Shadow, he follows his instinct and wants to return to the gun tower, and I will not stop him.

Diming's expression was calm, and he spoke impeccably, completely leaving behind his instigation, as if the shadow was driven by instinct.

"I don't want to pursue the matter of the shadows. I came here today mainly to ask about one thing."

Yun Hao will not be at ease if the shadow is placed next to Di Mingzhi.

Even now, the shadows are active in the gun tower, and there are not a few waves in Mo Yunhao's territory.

"Oh? What is the main question of the sword, I know that I have nothing to say, so please tell me."

Diming is quite curious, he can make someone like Mo Yunhao ask him in disguise, it seems that this thing is very important to Mo Yunhao.

"Eye of Martyrdom!"

Mo Yunhao said his intentions in awe-inspiring manner. As soon as the words came out, Minghu stood up on the opposite side, and his mental fluctuations seemed to intensify.

Um?

Suddenly!

The fingers of the sword will palm the wind!

Without warning!

boom!

In an instant, the fire exploded, and the jade table and stone chairs were reduced to ashes amidst the confrontation!

Mo Yunhao's sword pointed sharply, and Zhenyuan raised a sword finger, forcing back a few steps from the attacking place.

"Sword Master!"

The tingling pain in the palm and the warm blood flow instantly made Di Ming wake up a lot......

At this moment, his heart is quite uneasy, Mo Yunhao's current strength is already stronger than that of Xuanhuang Sancheng, how can he not be alarmed.

"Diming, put away your unnecessary temptations. In front of me, the world and people are just mediocre. Do you want me to help you sober up?"

Mo Yunhao's expression was quite indifferent, and his words were merciless, belittling the Xuanhuang Sancheng granted by Nine Heavens Xuanzun.

Di Ming had always been secretly hostile to Mo Yunhao in his heart, but now that his strength has returned to its heyday, as soon as he was stimulated by the word "martyrdom", he naturally wanted to try to take down Mo Yunhao.

However, the reality told him that he was thinking too much...

"Ha, why should the sword master be angry? I haven't seen my old friend for hundreds of years. It's just a matter of martial arts competition.

The governor of Diming can't do anything, he can afford it and put it down, and he won't tear his face with Mo Yunhao. With a wave of his hand, there is another brand new pair of white jade and glass colored desks and chairs.

"Di Ming, it's best to be like this. If there is a next time, I won't recognize the previous agreement."

Mo Yunhao is naturally aware of Diming's style of acting. The "eye of martyrdom" is related to the resurrection of Liusu Wanqing, and he promised his junior brother Jian Feidao.

otherwise.

Today I must teach Di Ming a profound lesson, because the head is under the edge of the sword!

He himself doesn't care about the blood-dark plan or the power of blood-darkness at all.

He has plenty of ways to deal with the future disaster of Yaqi, and if necessary, he will go with Nine Heavens Xuanzun......

"Sword Master, please sit down. I do know about the 'Eye of Martyrdom'. It is only a semi-finished product. Given time, how about I finish it?"

Di Ming is quite afraid of Mo Yunhao now, and he already knows in his heart that Mo Yunhao has just wanted to kill him.

Fot......

1.6 Mo Yunhao pondered deeply, his identity has been exposed now, and the Taishang Mansion may have become his weakness...

Although he himself can ignore Di Ming now, but in case Di Ming will make troubles around him in the future, he has made a decision in his heart.

"No, then I'll just wait for your good news, Diming, I will warn you at the end, I don't want to interfere with the blood-dark plan of Xuanzun Nine Heavens, and I don't want to take care of it. If you play tricks in the future, then don't carry out your plan." !"

immediately!

The figure of ice and fire gradually dissipated in place, but the faint lingering sound resounded throughout the entire Yellow Springs.

The content of his words suffocated the earth!

All the evil thoughts and meticulous planning in my heart towards Mo Yunhao disappeared in an instant.

"Sword master? Is it really just the sword master? Who are you? Could it be related to that person?"

Di Ming's eyes were deep and he frowned in thought, apparently the other party had seen through everything and had nothing to hide!

He dare not bet!.