Peerless Divine Emperor

Chapter 151, half-step sword meaning

Thinking of the coming horror of Jing Yunzhen, Mu Shishi could not bear to look straight.

But the next scene, but let it stunned.

Because after the fist-handed cross, Mu Shi’s poems did not appear to be one-sided, and Jing Yun’s death was even worse.

I saw that Yun Yunqi and Bai Yu’s body both stepped back and they didn’t take advantage of each other’s.

"what?"

Mu Shi's poems are full of surprises.

Although the level of this day is not terrible, but it uses the sword to display the palm of the hand, at least there is a thousand pounds of power, under these forces, Jing Yunzhen actually just used the physical fist to harden it.

What does this mean?

This shows that Jing Yun's physical strength has also grown to a very terrifying point.

Generally speaking, the physically strong people, the muscles are often very developed, which makes the warriors, almost all of them tall and tall, like the mountains, then look at the clouds, the body shape is slightly thin, although the body is a bit It’s dark, but there’s still a bit of book business.

Such a person, how to see how to hang with the powerful physical warriors.

"What are you doing? It's time for you to take the shot."

Jing Yunzhen saw Mu Shi’s poems in the same place, and could not help but be speechless.

When is this all the time, although I am handsome, I just showed myself a little, is it necessary to make this kind of idiot?

"Hey."

At this time, the white cockroaches saw that their attack was blocked by Jing Yun, seemingly very angry, roaring, and the entire huge body rushed toward Jingyun, and at the same time, a sword vortex condensed in its palm. Cheng, then the situation is like a broken bamboo to the Jingyun.

Jing Yun霄 still dare to neglect, now learning to sell now, in the sword palace, a stock of swords is constantly surging, and then condensed on the palm of the hand, against it

However, it is obviously not feasible to temporarily hold the Buddha’s foot.

The white palm of the hand, the sword is stirring, the fist of Jing Yunqi, the sword is thin.

Between the two, Jing Yunyi was directly shot several meters away.

"Grandma's, the Emperor's tiger fell to Pingyang, and it is impossible to deal with even a white pheasant."

From where to fall, where to stand up.

Jing Yunzhen did not feel discouraged. This time, he turned passive into active. Within the sword palace, Jianqi frantically surging, and then he rushed to the white.

"boom."

Next, Jing Yunxiao and the white scorpion, you punch, I am in the palm of my hand, entangled in joy.

Under these entanglements, Jingyun was often occupied by the wind, and the swords on his body were suppressed by the other side. The scars on the body were also more and more, and a trace of blood continued to emerge from the wound. .

If it weren’t for the Jingyun Emperor’s fire and body, let his body be strong enough, it’s estimated that it’s been a long time ago.

Between the entanglement of Jing Yunzhen and Bai Yu, Mu Shishi has also been acting in the air.

In order to avoid stunned snakes, she did not rush to shoot.

The intention in her heart is that either she will not take the shot, or she will strike it in the middle. Otherwise, once she fails, Bai Hao has a vigilant heart, then Jing Yun’s hard work can be completely in vain.

"It's now."

At this moment, Mu Shishi finally found a perfect opportunity.

Just between Jing Yun's and Bai Yu's fight, she stepped a little, and the long-prepared sword in her hand was lightning-fast.

Not waiting for the white reaction, the sword tip directly penetrated into the right eye of Bai Yu.

"Hey."

When the white wrath was violent, the earth was trembled violently, and then it shook, and a sword gas spread from it like a cockroach, spread directly, and directly smashed Mu Shishi back dozens of steps.

She also shattered the sword in her hand.

"Dry beautiful."

Jing Yun’s heart is a joy.

Seeing that Mu Shi’s poetry has gained, he naturally works harder.

The fierce sword gas constantly poured out from the sword palace, fierce fists, constantly close to the already injured white.

One eye was white, and both the ability to respond and the ability to respond were significantly lower than before.

If Jingjing was previously suppressed by Bai Hao, then he is now quite equal to the day.

This makes Jing Yun's heart cool.

For this reason, he is almost fully engaged in it, entangled that it is a hearty.

Among these inputs, Jing Yunyi suddenly entered another kind of artistic conception.

At that moment, Jing Yunyi only felt that he was in a world of swords.

It’s quiet all around, whether it’s a white python or a tidal wave around it, there’s nothing in Jingyun’s here.

Some, only the artistic conception of the sword.

In this mood, Jing Yunyi feels that his mind has become a sword.

The sword is like him, he is like a sword.

"Jing Yunxiao, be careful."

Suddenly, there was a big noise from Mu Shi’s poems.

With this horror, Jing Yunyi got out of that mood, and suddenly raised his head, and saw that the hairy white singer was throwing an iron arm and swept his head.

It’s too late, it’s fast.

Instinct, Jingyun picked up a sword around him.

Sword, fallen.

In one go.

At that time, a strange breath burst out from the tip of Jing Yun's sword, and the leaves that were floating around were all divided into four parts and bursts under the strange atmosphere. The thick arms of Bai Yu’s trunk suddenly stopped in the air. The body was as shocked by a gravity, and it suddenly flew out in a moment. A blood mark appeared on its arm, and a pool of blood continued to flow out of the blood.

"this is……"

Mu Shishi was shocked.

She didn't know at all what Jing Yunzhen did.

However, in addition to surprise, Mu Shishi once again found the opportunity to shoot.

At the moment when the white scorpion flew out, she stepped up and lifted a long sword directly at the foot. The long sword shot and finally inserted the other eye of the white scorpion accurately. .

Both eyes are awkward.

"Hey."

White is not willing to growl.

But apparently knowing that he is not an opponent of Jing Yunqi and Mu Shishi, he immediately ran wildly in one direction, but because it has been abandoned, it is impossible to see the surrounding environment, between these escapes, constantly The ground hit the boulder and the old trees.

Finally, after running a distance of a hundred meters, I ran into dozens of times and killed myself by killing myself.

The day is dead, and Mu Shi’s poem immediately walks to Jing Yun’s side. He is worried about the scarred Jing Yun霄: “Jing Yunhao, are you okay?”

"Half-step sword, I did not expect that in these circumstances, I actually realized half-step sword meaning, this is really an unexpected joy."

Kejing Yunxiao did not respond to Mu Shishi, but was full of surprises, and he was self-satisfied.