Leaf color, dyed by autumn winds.

Half a thatched hut.

He hadn't spoken for a long time.

And with whom should I speak?

The mind is just in this valley, in the autumn wind.

The leaves are half-yellow and falling, free and easy.

The traces of falling leaves are not to be touched.

He is just in the autumn wind, appreciating the autumn breeze and appreciating the cold of the valley.

The years are embarrassing, what is he like.

White hair dances with the wind.

He had forgotten what a sword was for a long time.

It's just that there is wind, leaves, moonlight, and stars in his heart.

He just loved them as they were.

In the sun, touch the dust.

Listen to the flowing water under the moonlight.

What color is between heaven and earth, then he is talking about something.

Recliner chair, he reclined.

There is rice wine warm on the high stool next to him.

That's enough.

His chest seemed to be a little cold, and his shirt was open and in the wind.

Want to get colder.

From far to near the sky, there are dark clouds, and some white snowflakes are falling and falling.

The mountains are gradually turning white.

So his dirty gray robe is the only different color in heaven and earth.

Drink a glass of warm wine.

Waiting for the moon to rise in the west, the scenery is more faint.

He's still not lonely after all.

A few white cranes gathered around,

Where the white crane came from, no one knows.

The white crane yearns for freedom and the strange blue of the sky.

It's just that at this time, he is willing to snuggle up to him and scream lowly.

All living beings are suffering, so why not mix it with a little joy.

Looking into the distance, warm wine, melting the color of heaven and earth.

The flowers are very red, how the leaves complain about the autumn wind, the light of the stars sets off the bright moon, and the water always goes east.

- The life of a sword-wielder.

Breaking the Demon Mountain, the wind is the same color as the blood.

The demons are about to break through this mountain.

One side of the world, always the demon wail and the sword light is white.

Demons really don't know life and death, don't relieve tiredness, day to month.

The only thing that the monk has is the blood of loyalty and bravery, and the will to change the color of heaven and earth.

The night is dark, the phoenix is high, and the moon is small.

The crowd kept throwing torches at the demon's side.

And above the white clouds there are monks.

The monks were not relying on swords, but on hidden boulders.

On the clouds, throw under a boulder.

Always able to bring flesh and blood mixed with mountain soil.

Sword cultivation is extremely difficult, and there are more people who have refined their physical cultivation.

The arms are doubled in an instant, and they all have the power of a dragon and a tiger.

The boulders flew wildly, and their bodies expanded by a few points, all of them turned into magicians, and their bodies were more than two meters long.

Boulders are more handy.

Xin Chang and others relied on, of course, the sword.

The sword intent is surging, constantly knocking out the demons on the mountain.

It's just that the number of demons is too much, and I feel that the power of one person is small after all.

Legend has it that the half-saint, the sage monk changed the sky and the moon, and there was another heaven and earth in his chest, I don't know how wonderful it was.

After all, legend.

Xin Chang only knew how to kill the saint, and he rarely talked to him, and he didn't know where to go after he became a saint.

The sword shines through the moon, and the sword is also black in the night, I don't know what it means.

Gao Haoyu has already entered the demon array.

I just heard the sound of the tsunami in the mountains, and it was gradually difficult to discern his direction.

I didn't expect him to be deep, he couldn't be angry, and he used the sword so fiercely.

Heroism.

Xin Chang was touched by Gao Hao, and he also entered the battle for a while, using his sword as his courage.

After the boulder, everyone picked up their swords, went up and down the mountain, and sawed off the demons.

I can't tell the difference between friend and foe.

Just look at the situation, or the demons have the advantage.

The black torrent, the devouring iron beast, everyone is the fallen leaves under the autumn wind.

The situation is so worrying.

The sky was bright and dark, and it was dark and bright.

The morning light filled the sky and the earth, and everyone was covered in fog and blood.

After dawn, the spirit was lifted, and it occupied the top of the Demon Breaking Mountain again.

It's just that the guards are scattered after all, and they can only see the faces of others from more than ten meters apart.

The complexion is also cold, and I am afraid that at the end of the strong crossbow, I will not be able to hold it next time.

Gao Hao's clothes were ragged, he couldn't tell the difference between sweat and blood, looking ahead, and the sky was always strangely white after waking up in the morning.

The white dazzle is penetrating to the heart.

He knew that at such a time, everyone had infinite fighting spirit.

But the fighting spirit is still not too much.

How to distance from the devil.

Gao Haoqi shouted wildly: "Treat life with death, and sacrifice the magic mountain with liver and gall." ”

The crowd shouted.

At such a time, the demon does not care about life or death, and does not give people a chance to breathe.

The battle was immediately scorching.

At this moment, I don't know who it is, and my heart is like the sun, so I threw the wine jug in my hand to pieces, and suddenly the aroma of wine filled the surrounding area.

People kept throwing wine urns, and the mountains were full of the smell of wine.

The sword intent is long, and it takes wine to rely on.

Everyone smelled the wine, was intoxicated, and increased their strength.

The sword light at the head of the Demon Breaking Mountain rose again, and the fighting spirit was high several times.

The familiar faces that were once familiar have all dispersed with the wind on the Demon Breaking Mountain, but the glory in my heart can reflect the heaven and the earth after all, and it will also be the life of the years to come.

Crazy, remember that day, the wind is crazy, the sword is crazy, and the people are crazy.

The rear of the demon was alarmed, and Xin Chang also seemed to have a different color.

There is a demon from behind, and its body looks like a mountain.

Without waiting to assemble, they charged towards the top of the mountain.

It attracted the world to be different for a while.

Such power should be used during the siege of the city, but now, the demons have come in handy.

The earth shook, Xin Chang was suddenly anxious, and he didn't know what to do.

Gao Haoyi seemed to be a little prepared, and there was no turning back, and Edgeworth flew up and headed towards the mountain-like demon.

It's just that there is more than one demon like this, and Xin Chang also came out of the crowd, regardless of the way back.

The sword rises, and there are turbid waves on it, rushing towards the demon.

It's just that the demon actually raised his shield, and the two struck each other, and there was no difference between victory and defeat for a while.

Xin Chang was anxious, and the sword light rose again, constantly slashing at the demon from the air.

There are flying rocks and plants thrown all over the sky, and the demons still can't stop moving forward.

I'm afraid that the shield will not be made of mountain stones, and Xin Chang can't help it for a while.

Gao Haoqian snored in front of him: "Retreat." ”

Although they did not have it, they had to do what they were ordered.

Only the Demon Breaking Mountain is missing, and how many barriers are there?

Jun Yan's sword continued to ripple with sword light, the battlefield flew sand and rocks, and the wind howled.

The monks were unable to walk, and many of them died on the spot.

The latter monk kept retreating, and the dust of the Demon Breaking Mountain was flying, and all the colors were missing for a while.

And there was a light that flew from the horizon.

There was still blood on his clothes, but his clothes were broken, and he might as well look at him like a sword.

Li Jingshi killed with a sword.

There is no edge and heavy, and the sword outside the plug is more than ten thousand catties.

The sword qi was ten times wild, and it immediately hit the demon.

The mountain-like shield suddenly shattered, and the demon flipped a few golden buckets.

The sword outside the plug is far from all the blades, and it shines in the Broken Demon Mountain.

This situation and this scene attracted Xin Chang's admiration, Li Jingshi was so sharp.

Smash everything to pieces, there is really a mountain of broken demons, and one husband should be the bravest to open ten thousand people.

And they went up again.

The sword light is unleashed and rippling.

The demons cherished the time, and pressed it vigorously, and the crowd was in a big battle.

Heaven and earth fighting color, I don't change the appearance of the past, the romance is eternal, the sword shines on Kyushu, and the memory is long.

There are only a few dozen monks left.

Gao Haoyu finally shouted: "Snipe the enemy in the rear." ”

Everyone flew into the sky for a moment and disappeared without a trace.

After all, the Demon Breaking Mountain is not occupied by demons.

After the battle of Breaking Demon Mountain, everyone came to the second place to snipe the enemy.

Divide.

Hundreds of zhang deep ditches dug by countless monks and aspirants.

All the dirt and rocks were dug on the Broken Demon Mountain first, and the chasm was obtained.

is not afraid of sadness, and the sword light has to be released again.