Confused time and space, dim apocalypse, surrounded by Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, Simon is not half frightened.

The Buddha sword with a non-bad body is far from being an opponent, and the bloodthirsty class is lower than his own body, Shulou Longsu, and a mortal mortal sword immortal, how much stronger can it be?

"Shulou Longsu, you made a special trip to send the evil knife to me?"

Without rushing to respond to the Sword Immortal Trace, Shulou Longsu replied indifferently to Simon: "As long as you agree to one condition, the Evil Sword will naturally be presented with both hands." ”

"Oh, if you want "Ning Dark Blood Debate", the emperor can promise. ”

"It's a pity to guess accurately and promise to be happy, but there is no sincerity to cooperate at all, which is really ......"

There is no solution to the attribution of "Ning Dark Blood Debate", and the condition is actually equivalent to nothing. No one can guarantee that Simon will settle accounts after killing the enemy. The only condition at this moment is to take Simon's life!

Shulou Longsu shook his head, and Simon's expression turned cold for a moment: "If you are involved in the dark world, the courtiers should have the consciousness of the courtier's dedication." ”

"Shulou Longsu, I am the head of the Confucian dragon, the head of the dragon, and never the tail of the phoenix!"

With a few words, the break was announced, and the evil knife suddenly appeared, and it was a rare Shulou Longsu to launch the first offensive. The jeweled cyclone dragon shadow is famous, but it is not the best style, only: "Purple Dragon House." ”

"The Mystery of the Sword. ”

The Confucian trick was like nothing, the clinker Simon turned his ears and drank lightly, the sword fairy trail pointed, the lichen belt fluttered lightly, and the sword qi flashed above the ancient dust, and the chaotic sword light merged into the purple shadow, and the Dao Confucianism joined forces, and the power doubled in an instant.

Seeing this, Simon frowned slightly, the blade condensed by the evil guards did not change, but it improved the evil skill again, because of the disgusting Buddha aura behind him, it was imminent.

"Fan's heart is extinguished!"

Like echoing the three-style moves, the convergence of the three blades is transcendent. The three-style joint move of Confucianism is extremely powerful against the evil soldiers, although people can't stop quitting a few steps due to the difference in foundation, but they are not as traumatized as before.

It is only for the sake of temptation, not for all-out action. Seeing this, he was thoughtful, but still fearless, Simon's eyes turned deep, and his gentle smile was cool.

"A rebel dragon, will he want to reverse the defeat?"

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The wind is blowing, and the dead leaves are dusty. A sword, a bamboo, standing still opposite each other, reflecting each other's memories and reality.

Shu Zhuying and Wen Renran are not the same character, let alone the casual memory of Qiu Nian himself. But the shadow of the sparse bamboo with a body of black ink turns the ordinary into the charm of a sword, but it also reveals a bit of the fairy meaning of the free landscape.

The chaotic world of the future has evolved to the point where it is impossible to talk about who is right and who is wrong. Perhaps, it is a shame to kill an old friend by mistake, but at this moment, the Traces of the Wind only wants to be like the past - try the sword, try the top good sword.

"Thousands of hills are far away, roaring in the wind, and the opponent can be found to discuss the sword, and the high place is not cold. ”

After being silent for a long time, the subconscious command could not be disobeyed, and the trace of the wind immediately pressed the memory, and several white belts rolled around the sword body, and the peerless madness moved in response.

The sword, the sword is not to be invited, why is it not allowed? It is just the absolute trust in the choice of the old friend, and it is also the generous competition before the final dissipation of one's own body!

The double split shadow man was away for a moment, and the sword body carried a dark blue light, which was too fast to flash and could not be avoided, which was the ultimate style: "The wind of furious flames." ”

The black and white swift shadows came in cascading, and the eyes of tranquility were still impartial, until the peerless madness attacked the key point, and the shadow of the bamboo moved lightly under the feet, who knew that it was unexpected, let go of the green bamboo, and pointed to a condensation of autumn, and pointed to the madness of the peerless.

"Leisurely autumn breeze. ”

Although Shu Zhuying is silent, it is not ruthless; Hongchen has been in and out several times, and then picking up other people's tricks, it is not a bad place, but there is no need to stick to one's own way.

A sword is dedicated to the golden years, the clouds and smoke passed, and in an instant, the two swords were staggered, and the sparks burst out, which increased the fire of war. People, but have abandoned the idea of winning or losing!

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The battle circle shifted all the way, and unconsciously arrived at the foot of a nameless mountain full of dry bones. The Barren Land may have been a scenic spot, but under the dark apocalypse, where can it be free?

Blood clouds rose like pillars, evil knives rolled undercurrents, and a strange evil energy suddenly appeared, although the son of evil broke through the defense, but failed to kill the enemy as he wished.

"Misestimating my strength will be the main cause of your defeat!"

Caught off guard, he was hit by the son of evil, and a little blood red overflowed from the corner of his mouth. However, in terms of Wen Renran's current strength, although it is not as ferocious as the immediate recovery of the son of evil, it is not painful to realize it.

Although the son of evil said so, according to the record of "The Bloodthirsty Age", the future realm was heard and died on a page of the book due to phosphorus bacteria. Later, although it was reborn by the method of burning bones, it was not a complete posture.

The two sides clashed again in the next life, the son of evil Fang Jue had a wrong memory, the opponent's basic moves were not inferior to any previous great enemy, and the injurious body made the inner element endless, and he was not afraid of dragging out the battle at all. If the Evil Sword hadn't been strengthened by the Evil Guard, and it had gone back and forth with Dan Qing, who was full of sharpness, there was a possibility that cracks might have been born......

It's been a long time since the last page of the book fell, and I haven't experienced such a dangerous fight. A few years later, when he encounters a strong enemy, the son of evil finally puts away his underestimate and fights the strong enemy with all his heart!

Light and darkness alternated, swords clashed constantly, and sensing that the other side was not vulgar and true, the son of evil suddenly sneered: "Just the peak of the three sects, you want to win over your father?"

"Huh?"

Dividing into and exiting the Dao incarnation, in the case of hearing that the human being's own realm is not enough, will inevitably cause a huge burden on the spirit. After the Buddha and Demon are restored, their own combat power is not inferior to that of the Dao Sword, and there is no need to do that with half the effort.

However, the Demon Flow Sword Wind Trace is too strong, and if you don't distinguish the Bamboo Shadow, it will be difficult for you to defeat one against two.

If it is the same as before, Wen Ren will not swallow the verbal loss, just because the actual mind has long been in a trance. However, for some reason, Danqing saw that he was obsessed with the palm of Wen Renran, as if he was an ordinary hand-to-hand move, but he had the unpredictable ability of ghosts and gods.

The blood cloud is like a pillar to increase the protection of the evil flow, and the root of the evil child should basically be a little superior, but at this moment, he found that the opponent swung his sword and made a move, with a momentum of merging with the sky. Seeing that the evil sword Danqing was separated and merged again, he stared closely at the evil son who would not let him, and suddenly heard the swordsman sneering for no reason.

"Destiny is yours...... What do you say is destiny?"

The question did not fall, but when he saw a mighty sword slashing down, the steep peak of hundreds of zhang was cut into a dangerous ravine, and the dirty vision was wide.

"Hmph, the bloodthirsty world where the primates are extinct, people become livestock, and everything is under control, is the will of God!"

"Is this the providence of this world?"

"You can't escape!"

The Son of Evil angrily asserted that the evil sword was carved into the void, and a radius of ten miles collapsed into a hundred zhang, and the flat ground turned upside down into a towering wall;

However, a sword light as clear as blue water penetrated the protective wall silently in the blink of an eye. The evil son was puzzled for a moment, and then heard the same question: "Then why can't the evil guards stop my sword?"

The mind is suddenly abnormally lucid, but it is more aware of the abnormality. Wen Renran knew that his body had not yet reached the time to prove the sword. And if the foundation is concerned, the son of evil must indeed outperform himself by a little, why can't he always have the upper hand?

Lowering his head and caressing the sword body with a different appearance, the former Danqing was just an ordinary high-class blade. But after hundreds of years and thousands of years, after several calamities in the Demon Domain, and the dispute between the waves and the end, he finally became spiritual.

Seeing the big with the small, Danqing sees the persistent psychic. The sword moves because of the heart, and the man lives because of the blood, but he will die because of the thought. What can I do, the future world is full of unintentional life is better than death......

“…… I think I understand one thing, but it's not necessarily good for you. Perhaps, I came here to kill you. ”

"Nonsense!"

Determined demeanor, ridiculous feelings.

The two were already fighting, and it was not foolish to repeat it? Knowing this, the son of evil could not help but be more vigilant when he heard this.

Wanting to exhaust the variables, the Son of Evil took the lead in breaking the confrontation, and suddenly drank in a deep voice, and the black mist hanging in the air turned into a complete evil guard, all of which wrapped the body of the Son of Evil, strengthening the attack and defense to the apex. Immediately afterwards, the son of evil urged the first kill, and the evil knife pulled out a round of black sun, which was the ultimate trick of originality.

"Blood gushing evil sky seal dark sun!"

A thought of misunderstanding dissolves, and a breath of thought is clear. The blue sword was raised lightly in the air, and the sleeves fluttered in the wind, and suddenly a huge sword breath rose for no reason. Hearing this, the five swords of detachment converge into one, with the tenacity and desolation of the near way, the cycle is endless, and the reincarnation is eternal.

"Actually, you're just a big-headed doll who eats too much hormones......"

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