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The black and red internal strength collided with the crystal clear sword qi of the twin swords, and Mei Ruohua saw for the first time the power of the Yin and Yang Dao, the top mastery of the Yin and Yang family.

The sharp sword qi came to her face, making Mei Ruohua's delicate cheeks ache faintly, and the thought flashed in her heart, and then her body moved at will, as if there was a silk thread behind her, and she retreated rapidly towards the sky, Jun Yixuan was unforgiving at the moment, the sword was still the same, the wind was the same, and the strong qi stirred up the air around it and turned into a steel needle.

Above the clear sky, a beautiful woman and a down-and-out Confucius came and went, soaring and leaping, like an immortal descending.

"It's now!"

Although Jun Yixuan was still retreating, and his own attack failed to kill him, Mei Ruohua could feel that this was an unprecedented opportunity.

Boom!

The air in front of him exploded layer by layer, and was penetrated through countless caves, and countless white brilliance formed a semicircle around Mei Ruohua's side, which was extremely dazzling and dazzling, and that moment seemed to be able to cut off the brilliance of the sun and moon in his heart.

The mighty sword shot towards Jun Yixuan, and the distance between the two of them was wiped out at this moment.

Jun Yixuan raised his head and saw the white sword light galloping towards him between heaven and earth.

Seeing this, he didn't hesitate at all, and the Chixiao Sword struck again, the sword rose and slashed down.

"Boom!"

The sword qi shook and laughed, and the cold light sprinkled all over the sky, but I saw a dark cold light like a yellow spring with Jun Yixuan's sword, shooting out a stream of gangqi, with the rise and fall of the sword. It rapidly expanded into a crimson light of nearly a hundred feet, heading towards the twin swords.

Thundered!

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth changed, like rocks piercing through the air, the waves crashing on the shore, and the sky shook. The magnificent red rivers are connected to the sky and the wasteland below, splitting the sky and breaking the clouds, and pouring down.

"How is this possible?"

There seemed to be a sudden round of red sun in the sky, as if it could devour everything, the sword light shone around, Mei Ruohua subconsciously looked over and saw the moment Jian Gang.

She smiled, yes. She smiled brightly, and she was fascinated by such a fierce battle, because she clearly knew that only such a-for-tat battle could make her improve.

Those soft games are just children's plays, and there is not much fun for a martial artist of their level.

The smile converged. The twin swords danced again, the next moment. The vast sword light rushed like a tide, drowning everything, and the white and red colors that ran through everything converged in the air, like a fish entering the sea, without waves, and a silent collision. But with indescribable destructive power, the devastating wave of air instantly leveled the surrounding plants.

Everywhere there were ruins, trees that were scattered and scattered, and even solid rocks could only be reduced to powder under such fierce battles, drowning in a dazzling curtain of light.

Kung Fu in the blink of an eye. The twin swords that devoured the sword came to Dongjun's face, and at this moment the new power was not born, and the moves were old, and it was difficult to return them.

In desperation, Jun Yixuan deserves to take a strong breath and rise across, his figure seems to be unusually described at this moment, so helpless to dodge, but a little to be a car in the mantis arm.

Boom! ”

The sound wave exploded like a splash, and the naked eye could clearly see that a figure was thrown out along with the sound wave, and the sword qi chased straight in, as if it was going to choose someone to devour, and there was no stagnation at all.

Just like a bright and sparkling road of yellow springs, spanning in front of everyone, life withered here.

Rumble!!!

Haoran's sword qi sank into the soil layer, and then exploded violently, the earth heaved, and the violent explosion of the mountain and tsunami echoed endlessly in the mountains and forests.

The whole mountain was lifted up and raised, and the flying dust was like a sandstorm in the Hanhai, covering the sky and the sun indescribably.

Caves, mountain shaking, cracking, collapse, breaking, trembling, the momentum of different sizes rumbled down from the mountains and forests, the flowing water mixed with sediment, instantly formed a mudslide that covered the sky and the sun, and the power of nature was vividly displayed here.

In the rumbling sound, the whole mountain is like a beacon tower in the forest, alone in it, bearing all the persecution.

One after another the eyes were majestic, and the dense clouds covered the sun, blown by the wind, and rose obliquely, like a yellow dragon circling upward, drifting towards the southwest.

Dozens of miles apart, you can see it clearly.

……………………

The skyscraper, inside the village without a trace.

Yan Hong and all the beauties walked slowly in the rain, and the rain, like silver-gray sticky spider silk, weaved into a gentle web, netting the entire autumn world.

The sky was also dark and dreary, like the web-covered roofs of old dwellings. The gray-white clouds that were piled up in the sky were like white acha peeling off the roof.

Under the shroud of the blue-gray roof, everything was unusually dull.

The green pomegranates, mulberry trees, and grapevines in the garden all represent the prosperity of the past summer, and now they have become the remains of old buildings, cowering in the sound of the rain, reminiscing about the glorious past.

The grass had turned a melancholy yellow, and there was not a single fresh flower to be found in the ground; The delicate daffodils planted outside the walls of the medicine garden hung their heads, with tears in their eyes, and sighed their thin lives there.

Only the osmanthus in the corner of the wall, the branches are already adorned with a few precious stamens as precious as gold, carefully hidden under the green oval leaf petals, revealing a little hope for the budding of new life.

The rain fell silently, with only a thin dripping sound. The orange house, like an old monk in a bright robe, hangs his head and closes his eyes, baptized by the rain.

The damp red bricks, the pungent color of pig blood, and the green laurel leaves under the walls are a strong contrast. Gray toads, jumping in the wet, moldy mud; At the bottom of the dreary net of the autumn rain, only it is the only thing that is full of pleasant vitality.

The gray-yellow motled pattern on its back corresponds to the dreary sky, creating a harmonious hue. It jumped and puffed, from the grass to the mud, splashing deep green.

The rain, like silver-gray sticky spider silk, weaves into a soft web that nets the whole autumn world.

Yes, it is still as quiet and peaceful as it was a few hours ago, and there is no trace of the scene after a great war, it is a pure land that stands on the top of this mountain.

The family came back one after another, the trauma of the war, brought pain to this family, but it did not break them, the big guys are standing on the high city wall, looking at the billowing smoke and dust in the distance, there is the Shura field, but here is the pure land on earth.

Ps. chasing more children's shoes, are there any free appreciation tickets and starting coins~ The countdown to the 515 red envelope list is over, I'll pull a ticket, ask for an increase and appreciation vote, and finally rush a handful! (To be continued.) )