The silent voice, even if it is called three times, is still calm.

"Master!"

Turmeric big spring tears.

No one knows why the negative ginger cries.

Difficulties happened, the trembling hope was gone, and the wounds of the shadows left him alone as a wolf.

His weak voice came from afar: "I promised to come from the turmeric spring, the spring is scattered and no longer exists." ”

Li Kezhou looked at the photos and said nothing.

The sword shop stood alone, holding a sword to cultivate his body, and there was silence for a while, and the sound of needle drops was endless.

I don't know who it was, but for the first time, the entire silence was broken: "Killing Immortal Sword ......!"

Because boiling!

"Wonderful, better than the immortal turmeric, can't you engrave the king's name on this legendary sword, it really deserves it, once this sword is unsheathed, who will be this world?"

"Simon Sword Banner!"

Someone shouted, and the seat was full of people, Qi Guojie; Block; Look in one direction.

The Ximen Sword Banner untied the black cloth, threw it into the air, held the sword in front of him, and stepped towards the sword field step by step.

"Lemerdon had a sword to cut off the king, but the spring of turmeric could not stop him. He dared to walk towards the sword banner. Can he kill an enemy with such a terrifying fairy sword?"

No one can answer the question of this voice.

Everyone knows that Simon has a sturdy sword and a flag, and as for what!, few people really understand it.

Chu Lingyun, the former leader of the Northern Dynasty, looked at the magnificent image of this line and considered.

"Like a sword stele, traversing a dragon knot, worth 100,000 sword jade, Ximen Sword Banner and a sword knot, and it will be 290,000 years of 900 sword jade, the famous magic sword, two sword knots, who is the real first person today?"

Chu Lingyun thought that he had heard the voice of speech just now.

Dragon Sword Field, two figures, hugging each other.

Everyone knows that this is the soldier of the Son of God who fought for the first good war.

This is a hundred years. The next moment we will know who the son of the Sword Pavilion is.

In the silence, hold your breath and see if it's just worrying about losing the moment.

The color of the Ximen Sword Banner is just bright. I looked at Li Kaizhou coldly and said, "You have been on stage yourself." Until now, I have seen all of you, the battle between you and me. This is the final step. All other attempts are a waste of time. ”

Li Kezhou looked at it and said calmly: "Listen to you, if there is a trick to disobey my cross, break the dragon." ”

"When you hear this, you know that I know Simon Sword Banner, and it is very harmful to you. ”

He's sitting here and making a noise.

"What! Simon's sword banner has a formula for a sword. Why have you never heard of such a fairy sword killing an enemy?"

"This man is so famous, the world will only pass, people are strong, but he is a big killer, in fact, few people have heard of it. ”

Sitting in a phrase, but no one, pointed out the sword banner of Simon.

So everyone, Yan said that the two of them were on the court, and the color became condensed.

Next to him, a young man confidently said to himself: "There is no horizontal line at all." You have to get over it. He has a lot of strength. In Motoyu's palace, there are no enemies in the world. This gate of the sword and banner cannot be answered for yourself. ”

The young words led Yan to his side.

He recognized the boy at a glance.

These young people came out of the dust around Li Xiaolu just a month ago.

The reason why this person left him with a deep power was because of several reasons of the Fengxian clan.

"Kid, you think it's good, but unfortunately your eldest brother participated in the first good fight, whether he was defeated or not, because you don't know how strong Simon's Sword Banner is, he is an invincible generation. ”

It's not difficult to be less, the meaning of a face.

Yan smiled and said, "What is shocking is that this cross-shaped knife broke the dragon. I mean Yan said, there is no life under the sword. Unfortunately, however, the knife is now running into enemies. Its strength is stronger, because the cross knife can break the dragon sword, and it cannot break the sword of the Ximen Banner......"

A poor man looked surprised, and some of the believers said, "Are you right or wrong, that there is a trick to splitting the dragon with a sword on the cross?" If so, why the first one?"

Yan said with a smile.

"The cross breaks the dragon rule in the world, one of the banners of the Ximen sword, no one can practice, now it is different from the past, this is the name of the first sword in the world, today someone is leaving, you are the elder brother, this is a character, even if I Yan Yun lamented inferiority, but unfortunately, in this sword, he can live so strongly......"

"I'm listening to you. Is my brother born? Will he lose this sword and his standard-bearer? I can't believe the idea!"

People who rarely sail never believe that they will one day fail.

Yan said that he was hurt but smiled: "Because of life! Where is there another person in the world, Simon Sword Banner is the same, you can't believe it, and then you will understand the truth." ”

He looked at the fencing field.

Siemens rapier body, murderous spirit has become popular.

Li Kezhou's expression froze as he watched.

The weight of this sword and flag, the weight of killing, probably he is ordinary.

And with this feeling, it becomes a unique power if the person wants to kill the soul.

It's like "Dragon's Breath". So there must be a special ability to kill this particular act that we don't know about.

"Hands!" Let me see what kind of swordsmanship you're playing with your head up. You have a psychological resistance to my cross-cutting dragon technique. Li Kezhou sang.

Ximen Jianqi didn't say much, and the stem stood in front of the stem first.

From this activity, the shadow of the floating sword on the body dimmed again, and then there were twelve.

Seeing the shadow of the sword, Li Kezhou's eyes trembled slightly.

The spirit of killing becomes a sword. How many swords do you have to suck to kill the shadow of the sword in twelve ways!)

Li Kezhou's heart is more important.

"In my lifetime, I refined the shattered sword of 123,000 swords, and finally worked out twelve murderous swords, your traverse dragon formula and the reason for the vanguard. This sword is the one that killed him, and it is also the one that most resembles it, it is the formula of the Twelve Heavenly Sword!"

"Kill ......"

There is a Ximen Sword Banner, twelve murderous swords inserted in a hundred feet of black sword light, connecting heaven and earth, shattering the ground, cutting through the sky, and blocking the way.

If Li Kezhou falls, there will be no scene in front of him. The sky and the earth are dark. All he could understand was killing.

This act is not illusory, but the true power of the sword, the power of the sword, enough to make the bones cease to exist.

He did not dare to let go, coupled with the crucifixion.

The sky lit up with one word.

The Lord killed the black race, using his sharp white race, and then offered to live.

The first Broken Dragon Fang and the Twelve Capital Heavenly Sword Side, which had not been completed for thousands of years, started a terrible war under the sword of the king.

The power of this sword has always been strong throughout history, and it is difficult to defeat Yuan Tai. On the battlefield of the Thousand Sho Sword, there are two kinds of power, one is black and the other is white.

Everyone didn't know, but saw two things in the black light, in a difficult confrontation.

Unwanted, earth-tearing shock, and even lonely fear, these two forces confronted each other to create an unheard-of nirvana.

"Victory?"

(End of chapter)