Urban Young Fairy

Above the sky.

Zhou Tiantong has a sword in his back, and his robes are hunting and flying.

His figure is different from the illusion of the three products that Lin also saw before.

In contrast.

The illusion of the previous three products refers to Xuan and others, more or less blurred.

However, this illusion of Zhou Tiantong is obviously not the result of the strength. This virtual shadow is vivid, standing in the high ground, better like the god.

Especially the sword in his hand, the power is absolutely extinct, simply standing there, giving people a very strong sense of oppression.

"Now, Master Haizhou Lin, it should be dead."

Zhou Tiantong’s voice came, just like Tianwei’s coming.

He looked down and stared at Lin Yi, who was standing there. "You are in the midst of a cold spell, and it consumes a lot."

"Even if you are in your heyday, you may not be my opponent. Now it is better for me."

"So, what should you do!"

His voice was open, and there was no sign of hesitation in the shadows behind him. He raised his hand with a sword.

The virtual shadow lifts the sword a little slower.

However, every time the sword grows one inch, there is a vision in the world.

It is even with the sound of the wind and thunder, the huge power that swept up, let Bailuoshui and the cold people change color again and again.

"Zhou Tiantong has been cultivating his mind for so many years. When I say it, I have never seen him out for a long time."

Yu Mingdao looked deep into the sky above the shadow of the sky, looking at the face of the voyage, even more than a moment, especially vigilant.

"The master of Haizhou Lin, afraid that it is already strong, the chance that he can survive, afraid that it is too much."

The cold of one side was taken by Zhou Tiantong, and the next one was slightly retreated.

He looked at Lin Yi, who was standing there. Although he was admired in his eyes, he could still be more cold-blooded.

After all, this Haizhou Lin master is unclear and has a strong shot. If he stays in the world, it may not be a good thing for him to swim cold.

"He is too arrogant. If the Zhou Xuan is extinguished in time, it will not be consumed by the cold, so he can pick up the sword of Zhou Tiantong."

"However, it seems that this Haizhou Lin master has been fierce."

Bailuo water looked at Zhou Tiantong’s long sword: "On top of the sword, I can feel a powerful psionic power."

Psom.

This is the most intuitive feeling of Bailuoshui for Zhou Tiantong's strength.

Far from the distance is just a long sword that has been condensed, but in fact, the long sword is not strong, but a thoroughly aura.

That is what Zhou Tiantong practiced for decades, and it was refining day after day, which is more powerful than the instrument.

"This Haizhou Lin master..."

Bailuo water bites his teeth.

She is naturally sensible, and she can feel the horror of Zhou Tiantong.

"Would you like to let the ancestors shoot and protect him?"

The old man beside him said that there was some worry at the moment, and he whispered: "This Haizhou Lin master, young and frivolous, has some strength."

"When he was shackled by Zhou Tiantong, his life was suspended, and after his strength was exhausted, he would let his ancestors take the shot and save his life."

"At that time, you can use him to open the door hidden in your generation for generations, and end the causal cycle. Otherwise, if he died, I am afraid that the fate of your white family will continue. Rotate backwards and wait for him to come back from the reincarnation again."

The old man said this, looking at Bailuoshui.

Bailuo water turned his head and glanced at the huge gongs over there.

If you want to save people, you can help the master of Haizhou Lin. You can resist this one. In addition to the tour of the other side, there is only the white phoenix that has not yet appeared.

However, among the bronze giants, there is a sign of security.

It seems that everything in the outside world has not caught the attention of Bai Huang, or the white phoenix among the bronze giants has not recovered.

"Now, what should you do!"

Zhou Tiantong’s voice was cold and silent. His whole person raised his hand, and his body and front were flashing.

The illusion behind him is to move as he moves together.

Hands up, the sword starts.

The long sword is erected in the air, and the sword is swaying and covering the sky.

The fire that was blown away by the fire, at this moment is even under the golden light of Zhou Tiantong, completely disappeared.

"You have a sword, and I have a sword."

Lin also looked up at the sky and his tone was faint.

Bailuoshui heard it.

In the eyes of the people, the teenager who stood there stood up, and the cool breeze blew his long hair.

On top of the sky, Zhou Tiantong’s technique is even more powerful, and the young man is calm and calm.

"My sword is already in the sky, hanging above your head!"

"Master Haizhou, what about your sword?"

On Sunday, the conversation was dismissive, and between the conversations, it was full of coolness: "You don't forget that you are still in the cold."

"Although Zhou Xuan has died, if you condense into a sword with strength, those long swords will still be completely absorbed by the whole array!"

"You stand in the position of defeat, talk to the sword that I will win?"

"You also match?"

Zhou Tiantong laughed and opened his mouth, and his white hair had to rise with the wind.

Zhou Tiantong swords have crossed the neck, and the more they go up, the illusion of the fascination and the swordsmanship have become more powerful and unparalleled.

The surrounding wind seems to have brought the sharpness of the knife.

On the cold mountain ~www.wuxiaspot.com ~ those on the gravel, but in the moment the breeze drifted, it began a deep nick.

This is the prestige of Zhou Tiantong.

From a sword, between heaven and earth, the breeze is a sword!

"Small array method, it is broken."

The words of the call were dropped on Sunday, and the voice of youth indifference sounded again.

That casual voice is like talking about an unusually plain thing.

"This method is me, Zhou Tiantong and Bai Huang. When I joined forces, it was not broken when you said it."

You are standing there and looking at Lin Yi: "Little brother, I advise you to take a break from the edge."

"If you don't, here, the white one is smashed by Zhou Tiantong. It is a waste of your body."

The sound of the mourning road fell.

Bailuo water is also a brow wrinkled: "Where is the cold, how can it be broken?

"If you are so strong, just stepped forward and played against Zhou Xuan, you can directly break the line."

"But you didn't break this, why not break?"

"It must be because you can't break it!"

Bailuo’s water was cut and stared at Lin’s side.

"When I want to break the line, I will break when it is."

Lin also shook his head: "Before, I didn't want to break."

"Now, I want to break."

"So, just break it."

Just break it.

Three words, from Lin Yikou.

Everyone only saw that they were standing there, under the pressure of Zhou Tiantong, like a teenager in a blizzard.

The moment of landing.

In his body, a very horrible breath suddenly broke out!

Like something, suddenly wake up.

It was like a sword, and finally decided to leave from the scabbard, like everyone, to show his singularity!