Swordsman's Way of Thunderbolt

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Po Rushuang turned his hand and turned the long sword in his hand. In an instant, the sword's light was like the moon, rising into the sky. Under the ancient moonlight, it was like returning to the ancient times. where he was, but when he heard a bang, breaking the domineering magic power and taking Xuan directly with one sword was actually what the emperor wanted to do.

Emperor Xuanyi was astonished, the girl in front of him seemed to be taller than Daozhen Shuangxiu. The sword came so fast and hastily that he didn't have time to dodge. Although he was short, he avoided the key point of his heart, but the sword on his left shoulder , or a bloody wound opened by a sharp blade.

"Pfft!"

With a soft sound, the blood light appeared in shock, reflecting the sword's edge as bright as the bright moon, washing the heavens and the stars, and then hearing the coquettish voice in the mouth like the frost, the sword in the palm, and the thought in my heart, just to kill the evil spirits in front of me.

"Hmm~"

In the dragon horse incense car, Mo Lisao groaned. His eyes were full of astonishment as he watched Soul Rushuang sway out the sword of the fifth clan, and the Soul Rushuang stood up after being broken. Don't get bored!

"Emperor Wa's Jing Linggong is really extraordinary!"

Before starting with Taiyu Xinsu, Mo Lisao had already studied this martial art, and with the fusion of the body for the soul like frost, he thought he had mastered the essentials of this profound art, but now it seems that this art There are still many mysteries hidden in martial arts, and it is difficult to understand them without secrets.

Is it?

This martial arts is really the legacy of the "Wa Huang" in myths and legends. If this is the case, the potential of the soul is like frost, and the future will be limitless, especially after integrating a drop of the source of life, the huge source of life force, It will bring her an extreme transformation that is unimaginable to ordinary people.

Looking at the mountain gate again, Xuanli, tiredness and the sky, Dao and Demon are opposed to each other.

"Pay for my brother's death!"

With a stern shout, killing intent boiled, Xuan Li's evil sword's edge in the palm of his hand was directed, the sky was full of frost, and the ground was filled with flames rising. Empty, awe-inspiringly kills to the tired closing days.

"Drink~~~"

With a long shout, Qi Yun Yang Jue, and when Tien Shu Tian raised his hand, accompanied by the rotation of the Big Dipper, the famous sword Jin Feng immediately grabbed the scabbard and faced the incoming enemy without showing weakness.

The Taoist position, the battle of the warriors, started with a symphony of swords, and the three swordsmen of the prison are listed, Xuanli Chengwang is proud of his blood, and the famous sword in the first battle is unknown!

Tired and reckless, knowing that his power has not yet fully recovered, the famous sword has opened up, the Yang Jue has started, and the evil sword of the prison has been swept away.

"You, who once defeated the eighteenth brother, were regarded by Daozhen as the peak of the sword. Can you satisfy my thirst for the sword?"

It is a blood feud between brothers, a battle between swords, and a life-and-death decision. With a deep drink from Xuan Li's mouth, the double swords of evil extremes manifested, showing a strange edge.

The sword did not need to be said, and there was no sign of the move. Under the swept away of the ice and flames, the figure of the tired harvest day first retreated and then advanced, and the famous sword in the palm of the golden front flipped, turning from defense to offense.

"It's really worth looking forward to!"

Seeing that his opponent's swordsmanship was excellent, Xuan Li became more and more excited about the Vietnam War. Before he knew it, his sword intent reached an unprecedented peak. Frost and flames, bipolarity appeared.

Tired Harvest Tianyang Jue urges luck, and the golden light shines in the sky in an instant, illuminating the night.

The famous sword Jin Feng, the double swords of evil, the opposite of the right and the devil, and the peerless battle.

Sword fighting, the fight is for the strong to win!

Kill the war, the war is not as fast as the red dust!

With the light of the blade, they wantonly swayed the true meaning of their respective swords, and in the fierce collision, they filled the entire sea of ​​swordsmanship, attracting the attention of many people, and Mo Lisao was one of them.

"Hey!"

"I really didn't expect that after the battle at Burial Heaven Pass, Xuan Li's swordsmanship would have improved to such an extent, and he was still tired of the sky. He really deserves to be a god of misery. People die, this resilience is not just because of Jiuyang Tianjue."

There was a mysterious light in Mo Lisao's eyes, as if he could penetrate the void, and saw that there was a powerful force lurking in the body of Tienshoutian that made him feel jealous.

"Tianyu Sword Clan!"

"The sword is not the sky!!!"

Although it was only a faint breath, it was still shocking. Mo Lisao understood that it should be due to Tire Shoutian's serious injury that he had to fight with others. The fierce battle weakened Jiuyang's true qi, which made the hidden in the His innermost alter ego showed signs of awakening.

"The six suns burn the night!"

In the back of my mind, a terrifying existence that should not exist in the world, with the precursor of consciousness awakening, invisibly made the sword intent of the tired harvest sky even higher, and in a blink of an eye, it was forced to an unprecedented peak!

Seeing this, Xuan Li didn't dare to be careless, the flames of hatred soared into the sky, the frost fluttered in the sky, and the double swords of evil extremes also displayed the ultimate style:

"Mengbing Yantian!"

The ice in the fire, the flame in the frost, splendid like the reflection of a mirror, reflecting the golden morning style, the sword art at the top, interweaving each other's sword and Tao in the splendor, who will be named on the sword?Stay under the sword!

"The sword is endless, how far is your sword state?"

At this moment, Tien Shoutian only felt that his sword intent was getting more and more surging, and another consciousness vaguely emerged in his brain consciousness. In a trance, the whole person seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes. A scarlet scar was drawn on the opponent's cheek.

Injured on the face, the pain in the heart, Xuan Li suddenly burst into anger, and shouted repeatedly: "Very good, let me lose the blood of the king, you are qualified to see the true soul in the sword!"

"is it?"

Affected by a ray of non-heaven consciousness, Kuan Shoutian also showed an unprecedented madness on his face, and said in his mouth: "Then I will let the sword of the king's veins see the way of heaven!"

As soon as a word fell, the two swords held the sky, the last sword, the victory or defeat will be revealed, after tonight, who will donate blood, inscribe the edge, behind this life and death sword fight, the Tianjian is not the accidental awakening of a ray of consciousness in the sky, How many changes will it involve in the future?Exciting plot, all in the next chapter...... The way of heaven, the sword of heaven is not heaven! .

Episode 153: The Way of Heaven, Heavenly Sword is not Heaven!

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"Kill, kill!"

In the sea of ​​swords, there was a sound of killing. In the face of the fierce attack of the prison army, more than a dozen sword critics led a group of swordsmen in the sea of ​​swords to resist. Xing Feng's direction is to want to kill the general of the army of the Black Sea Prison.... Prince Xuan!

"Let's slay under the sword!"

The idea of ​​slaying demons in my heart is firm, the sword light is like the bright moon in the sky, chilling and chilling, accompanied by the body like frost, the sharp sword is intertwined into the sharpest killing net, covering the whole body of the emperor Xuanyi, for a moment, it will be Dozens of deep, bone-deep wounds had been left on his body.

Although Emperor Xuanyi had acquired a domineering magic skill, his opponent's swordsmanship had already reached the top level in the world. No matter how hard he tried, he was still unable to resist. , sweat, blood, soaked clothes, blurred vision.

"kill!"

The juicy shouted for a moment, the sharp sword light cut through the sky, and the figure like Frost disappeared, almost instantly appeared in front of Prince Ji Xuan, the long sword in his hand reflected the bright moon and stars, with the most stern killing intent, cut open Life and death chapter.

"not good!"

Facing the sword of lore, there were warning signs in Emperor Xuanyi's heart. However, although he tried his best to resist, he still couldn't resist. He tried to dodge again, but he couldn't dodge, and his left arm was cut off shoulder to shoulder. .

"Ugh!"

In the dark night, a terrifying scream was heard, accompanied by dazzling scarlet blood, and a broken arm was thrown into the air, indicating that the outcome of this battle was already clear.

Thousands of years of forging swords in one day, ten thousand feet of honor and half-wall trace!

In the sea of ​​swords, the icy flames are tumbling, and Xuanli, the prince of the prison, who is pushing to the limit, has awakened a ray of incomparable consciousness, and the Dao Demon Sword will enter the final move!

Unable to lose, unwilling to lose, not allowed to lose...... All kinds of obsessions, at this moment, condensed into the sharp edge, causing the night to be as bright as day, and the boundless sword intent shrouded the entire sea of ​​swordsmanship!

"Drink~~~"

With a long drink in his mouth, the surrounding bipolar merged, and behind Prince Xuanli, the image of the primordial beast appeared, frost and flames, sweeping the sky and covering the earth, forming an evil sword realm.

"This is my sword!"

Facing the extreme eruption of Xuan Li, the expression on Yan Shoutian's face remained unchanged. In the depths of his brain, a wisp of awakened consciousness and strong sword intent stimulation made his sword go to extremes, and he suddenly appeared:

"Eight Suns Fen Yue!"

The dazzling golden light shone through the darkness, and suddenly, in the dark night, there seemed to be eight suns rising into the sky together, bursting with the most dazzling golden light, which made the darkness of the world clear.

"Evil Martial Arts, Demon Wings!"

Seeing Tired Harvest urging the Eight Yang Hao Gong, Xuan Li snorted loudly, and at the same time that he used the sword, the Primordial Divine Beast completely integrated into himself, the ultimate power erupted without reservation, Xuan Bingli fire raged, vowed to devour Heaven's Secret.

but...........

Just at the moment when the two sides were extremely impacted, Jiuyang's true qi was depleted, causing a strange color to appear in the eyes of Tired Harvest. It was actually the Rising Sun Wheel, and suddenly, the skyrocketing sword intent catalyzed the extremely powerful power and doubled the explosion. , if the potential is destroyed, in an instant, it will destroy the evil sword realm!

"boom!"

Amidst the earth-shattering loud noise, Xuan Li was blasted out of the body. He was in the air, and he couldn't help spurting out a stream of blood. Immediately, the sword energy was like a sea, and the waves were stormy within a limited time. Swept in, the power is so great that it is simply appalling.

However, at this moment, the night sky protruded and changed, and strange black feathers flew all over the sky. Immediately, an evil wind raged, rolling up a large black cloud, and instantly swept the entire battlefield of Sword Discourse, killing the seriously injured Xuan Li, The two princes of Xuan Yi got involved and took them away from the battlefield.

"hateful!"

He could almost kill Xuan Yi with a single sword, but his opponent disappeared at the critical moment of victory and defeat, which made Po Rushuang uncontrollably burst into anger. An angry look appeared on his pretty face for a moment, and the sword energy exploded, sweeping across the sky. Dozens and hundreds of prison demon soldiers were strangled on the spot.

At the same time, at the gate of the mountain, seeing the tiredness of the opponent disappearing, a look of anger appeared on his face, the eyes of different colors, and between the wheels of the rising sun, a terrifying sword intent that had never been seen before, The terrifying power that spontaneously radiated out from his body instantly emptied thousands of demon soldiers around him.

But this is just the beginning. With the awakening of Tianjian Feitian's consciousness, the surging sword energy that spontaneously emerges is like a flood, setting off boundless stormy waves and continuing to spread around, it is an indiscriminate attack, and in the blink of an eye , there are quite a lot of Sword Sea Sword Attendants were swallowed up.

"Hmm~ not good!"

Seeing that Wanshoutian had changed, and in the dragon horse incense car, Mo Lisao finally couldn't sit still, and immediately stood up, disillusioned, and appeared in front of Wanshoutian in the blink of an eye. When he raised his hand, he pointed at it like a sword, and the sharp sword beam roared through the air, stabbing the head of the head between the eyebrows.

Not heaven, not heaven!

Fei Tian Yi Nian, breaking the sky with a sword, the famous sword Jin Feng in his hands, and in the hands of Yan Shoutian, are completely two different concepts, a sword slams into the sky, and the moment it can't be released, it is blocked in Mo. Li Sao's sword pointed before, but when he heard a sonorous sound, the sword energy exploded wantonly.

"Zheng......"

Just fiddling with it, the famous sword Jin Feng revolved extremely fast, and countless fierce sword qi swept out. In the blink of an eye, it was woven into a dense killing net. Seeing this, Mo Lisao twisted his fingers and made a sword. To create a landscape painting is the reappearance of the famous trick of the Way of Heaven!

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"Smoke Willow Painting Bridge!"

The simplest move, the most extreme swordsmanship, and the move to return to the original and return to the original, made an unprecedented expression of admiration appear in the sun wheel that made the eyes of the sky, and the words were also full of admiration: "Very good, return to the original, return to the original, It's the pinnacle of the sword, but it's not your limit."

"Aren't you the same?"

The double swords were intertwined, and in the phantom of the blurred sword light, Mo Li smirked: "It's just a little awakening of consciousness, how long can you be there, one breath, or two breaths, why don't you just take it easy and go back to sleep. "

"what!"

Hearing this, Tianjian Feitian couldn't help but let out a chuckle: "Even if there is only one breath, it is enough, come, let me see, your peak sword."

"Okay!"

It was rare to encounter such an opponent, and Mo Lisao also wanted to try what he could do. Although what he saw was only an incomplete part, it still stirred up the fighting intent hidden deep in his heart.

......................................

"Drink~~~"

With a long drink, the anger spit out, and the four elements of the Primordial Immortal within the body suddenly burst out with an unprecedented powerful force, pointing the sword to the sky, the sword intent condensed into a lightsaber, the sword momentum is like a sacred mountain, and the energy is rising steadily. Soar to the sky for nine days.

"Four elephants kill the gods!"

"Xunfeng Fury!!"