Swordsman's Way of Thunderbolt

“Ding ding dong ……”

Like pearls falling on a jade plate, like rain hitting bananas, it is extremely dense, and the crisp sounds that sound one after another are the most fierce confrontation between top swordsmen. The most dazzling fire light burst into the air, constantly flickering on and off.

As the two swords clashed, two silhouettes constantly intertwined, dragging the afterimages, covering the roots of the desolation. In the heavy waves, it was already unclear who was the mourner?Who is the stray bird boy?

"Leave the soul, claim your life!"

With a cold drink, the Soul-Living Sword was raised, He Jianshang flipped the sword's edge for a moment, and suddenly, dazzling scarlet blood rushed around his body, and the bone sword was like a blood-thirsty demon, opening the most hideous bloody mouth, taking his entire body with him. The man turned into a long rainbow of blood, and in an instant it reached the drifting bird boy.

On the other hand, the drifting bird boy, at this moment, has not lost the previous speed, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword is slowly raised, silent, breathless, powerless, like the slowest old man, powerlessly dragging the blade of the sword, the tin sword Breaking the sky, it seems to have lost the vitality that it should have, and the whole body is full of destruction and apoptosis.

Breaking through the limit of vision, it is faster than the extreme speed. It seems slow, but it is actually extremely fast. Under the blessing of the power of water, the tin sword is flowing backwards, as if the time has been stolen. In an instant, this slow sword light covers up light between heaven and earth.

Instant sword glow!

Instant victory!

In this instant, the young bird drifting beyond the limit of the naked eye's ultimate sword, showing unimaginable terrifying power, cutting edge, breaking moves, defeating the enemy!

"Pfft!"

With a light sound, the final game to determine the outcome, when the water light dissipated, a sword stabbed into the air, but the tin sword of the drifting bird boy left a striking scarlet blood mark on the sword of Mourning.

"I lost."

The tone of mourning was a bit decadent, but in this battle, his heart was convinced, and he immediately explained his information to Mo Lisao, and conveyed it to the young bird.

Besides, outside the Funeral Pass, Mo Lisao pressed the situation strongly, and Prince Xuanli blocked the pass with a sword.

"Drink~~~"

With a long shout, he swallowed the heaven and the earth, Xuan Li stretched out his hand and grasped it in the air, but when he saw the earth move, a stone pillar rose from the ground, and then it split open, revealing a long white sword.

"Zheng......"

The moment the otherworldly gods were unsheathed, the temperature dropped sharply outside the entire burial gate. In the blink of an eye, it had passed the freezing point, and layers of water vapor flickered and fell on the ground, forming frost.

Seeing this, Mo Lisao immediately exclaimed: "The heart of the sword is clear, the will of the sword is sharp, you are a good swordsman."

The moment the words fell, Sword Intent burst out of the body, the wind whistled, rolled up the frost, and outside the funeral gate, it seemed like a snowfall fell, falling and dancing.

"but........."

"If there is only such a level, you can't stop my steps!"

When he spoke again, the tone of voice changed, the sound of the sword was blurred, and it was born out of nowhere, accompanied by an inexplicable tossing of sword intent, stirring the surrounding frost, like ripples on the water, layers of ripples, scattered.

Xuan Li clenched the long sword in his hand, and the sword's edge pointed at Mo Lisao!

But!Just when he was about to use his sword, he was shocked to find that he couldn't find any chance to make a move, as if his path had been completely blocked by Mo Lisao's sword intent, and after that, it was Burial Heaven Pass. Where, once you step back, Sen Prison's face will be gone.

"hateful!"

"I am one of the three major swordsmen in the prison. After years of hard work, my strength has already broken through the boundaries, but this person in front of me has brought me a lot of pressure, and it seems that I am not weaker than my father. This... ..."

I couldn't help but scream in surprise, I couldn't hold back my breath, it had begun to change unknowingly, and the sword intent was disturbing, and I couldn't control it anymore.

"kill!"

With a deep shout, Xuan Li was full of murderous aura, and the magic energy exploded to the extreme. The whole person disappeared in place in an instant, and a cold light shrouded Mo Lisao's whole body.

Cold Heart!

The sword is colder!

The Evil Cold Extreme Sword attracts the wind, frost and cold air that gathers from all directions. Wherever the edge is directed, the poured sword intent rises and rises again, the shock wave disperses, and in turn, the air is squeezed in circles to make a "zaza" sound. Unparalleled cold, frozen to the flesh 0 ....

"very good!"

"That's it, show your strength and let me be amazed!"

The same swordsman, seeing the heart of hunting, Mo Lisao opened his mouth for a moment, raised his hand lightly, the bamboo slips from the heavenly book swirled in the air, and suddenly opened the book, and immediately, a divine weapon of divine light descended into the sky.

Six Endowed Signet Rings!

Six Endowed Signet Rings!

The reappearing six-fu seal ring, the feather clan divine soldier from Tianjiang, a pair of evil and cold swords in the forest, at the moment when the divine soldier appeared in the world, a cold sword intent came out of the sword and swept all directions powerfully.

"Shenhong opens the way!"

He raised his hand slightly and held the sword for a moment, accompanied by Mo Lisao turning his hand and turning, the sharp edge of the Six Fu Seal Ring suddenly swayed a sword light, dazzling and very dazzling.

"boom!"

But when they heard a loud explosion, even though they were separated by a distance of more than ten meters, a shockingly huge amount of energy erupted from the exchange of sword intents between the two.

A sword glow is full of murderous aura, and it escapes a little bit into the air, dyeing the surrounding into a cloud of frost and ice, and the air freezes for it.

The other sword light was much purer, it was a ray of light that pierced through the sky, only the sharpness that made one's scalp numb, and just a little diffused out, tearing the air to shreds.

The extreme collision first occurred between these two sword lights.

Immediately, the sharp sword split light and twisted into a strange arc in the air. Xuan Li carried endless wind, frost and cold air, pouring out his sword light as if covering the world. There is a slight pause, 1.8, then his offensive will end here, and it will fail completely.

Between Mo Lisao's hands, the Six Fu Seal Rings swayed the sword light recklessly, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, but each sword hit very skillfully at the strongest and weakest point of Xuanli's sword light. The light shot out from the sky, and the dazzling brilliance illuminated the entire funeral sky!

"Ding..........."

With the sound of the first two swords clashing, the air waves spread out layer by layer, and finally hit the Huangquan return line injury and bounced back, back and forth, rolling back and forth, the entire funeral day outside the pass, the square and the circle. In the range of dozens or hundreds of miles, this sword cry was repeated continuously for a long time.

The Evil Cold Extreme Sword, the six seal rings, and two swords from different realms symbolize the battle between Tianjiang and the Prison. It is indescribably fast, it is an indescribable sword fight, and it excites a different kind of prison sword song! .

Episode 120: Reincarnation under the Sword!

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The sword song swayed with the wind, and the sword intent swayed in all directions!

The most fierce sword fight, accompanied by the intertwined figures of Mo Lisao and Xuan Li, the sound of the two swords colliding with each other was continuous, one after another, and finally echoed in the ears, turning into thunder and thunder!

"Drink~~~"

Facing the peak swordsman he had never seen before, the prince Xuanli drank in a deep voice, urging his cultivation, and the magic energy surged, pushing him to the strongest limit.

In order to defend the majesty of the prison, at this moment, the speed of his sword has been raised to the limit, and the escaping sword light and the powerful power contained in it are also extremely terrifying.

Mo Lisao stepped down, shifted his figure, and turned the six-fu seal ring in his hand.

The staggered figure and the clashing swords are the collision of speed and strength, setting off layers of fire, shining sword lights, filling the sky and the earth, composing a song that is the most intense confrontation.

"This........."

"What is this person's background? He can actually fight on a par with Prince Xuanli. You must know that Prince Xuanli is one of the three swordsmen in our prison!"

After the funeral was closed, a lot of prison guards had gathered at this time. After watching the battle for a long time, they couldn't help but let out a loud discussion. One by one, their faces were full of horror. Amazed by the strength.

"not enough!"

"not enough!"

"It's still not enough!"

"Put out your full strength, and you can be even stronger!"

Mo Lisao spoke indifferently. Between the words and the flipping of the six seal rings, the sharpest sword light was swept out. Where the sword light was directed, the sword intent shrouded the area, forming a terrifying sword field.

Xuan Li didn't speak, just silently turned the blade of the sword, and the Evil Cold Extreme Sword made a stroke in the air. Suddenly, the cold air in the sky shrank a line, and a cold light froze the bone marrow.

"Magic Slash!"

The two people who suddenly clashed, the stern sword light entangled each other, and the waves rolled and rolled, and the strong shock waves spread in all directions, as if there was a burst of madness.

In the gust of wind, Xuan Li’s sword was split twice, and a sword of evil flame emerged from the sword of extreme cold, and two sharp swords were parallel. push forward.

However, his sword was fast, and Mo Lisao's sword was even faster. Facing Xuanli's evil swords, he suddenly touched the ground under his feet. In an instant, his figure was like light and electricity. The speed changed and the speed increased sharply. incredible.

Blink, Feng Xiao!

Mo Lisao's figure appeared out of thin air at a distance of dozens of meters. Immediately, his other foot suddenly touched the ground, the figure flashed, and he moved forward again. The edge of the seal ring suddenly appeared, like a raging wind, and it stabbed straight into Xuan Li's throat.

Seeing this, Xuan Li's thoughts moved, and the demon energy in his body exploded. In an instant, it was like a stormy sea. He clenched his hands and five fingers, and the force was triggered. The evil swords in his palms suddenly burst into a high-pitched sword sound.

"Zheng......"

The magic energy surged, the sword roared and screamed, like the mountains, rivers and rivers, setting off a sea of ​​​​fire, and the trembling swords crossed each other.

"Ding........."

A sword attacked, hitting the place where the two swords of the evil poles overlapped, and at the moment when the three swords collided, a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly erupted, and then the sparks that exploded were extinguished in the surging air waves.

"Xie Wu, is not the opposite of heaven!"

The sword, the front, and Xuanli's swords intertwined. In an instant, the endless extreme cold that permeated from his body became stronger and stronger, but it was ignited in the coldest place, turned into a monstrous demon flame, and radiated out in all directions. A terrifying magic flame vortex was formed within a few meters of the body!

"At your request."

In the face of Xuan Li's sword approaching the peak, Mo Lisao did not show any fear. The six seal rings swirled rapidly in his palm, like a whistling wind, and what was blowing in the wind was the purest sword intent. Imagine, faintly, there is even a thunder light emerging.

The cold light in the wind is clear, and the sword in the wilderness is strong!

"The scorpion sword, please enlighten me!"

Xuantong drew his sword and asked for a move. He wanted to try the clues on Zen Master Lotus Ye's sword, but before the sword moved, a strong sword intent had already spread out, filling the surrounding air, and the sound of the sword could be heard.

"Amitabha."

Hearing this, Zen Master He Ye immediately nodded in response: "He Ye doesn't know swords, so sir, it's better not to point the sword at me."

"Ok?"

Xuantong heard the words, but before he spoke, the boy in purple who followed behind him carried the sword for him, couldn't help but speak out first: "My prince said, you are the Liudao Xueshengjian in the Sword Sea Hall of Fame, Click reincarnation!"

On Jianhai, Hall of Fame!

Since ancient times, only the swordsmen who have been the champions of the Three Realms in the Swordsmanship Conference are eligible to be listed in the Hall of Fame of Swordsmanship!

The seemingly ordinary Zen Master He Ye seems to have an extraordinary past, which makes the boy in white behind him full of curiosity, but Zen Master He Ye doesn't seem to care about it at all.

"People have entered the cycle of reincarnation, and the evil body will no longer carry the fate. The sword has entered the cycle of reincarnation, and Fengrui will no longer drink blood. Put away the sword, and we will have more space for negotiation."

"Get out the sword!"

He seemed to turn a deaf ear to the words of Zen Master He Ye, Xuan Tong's seemingly indifferent words were filled with an indescribable excitement, and his eyes pressed towards Zen Master He Ye: "The sword intent in your body... .Can't hide!"