Koshizawa's eyes widened in disbelief.

Why is it broken?

It has not been a day or two since the sea boundary cliff wind is raging, and the two islands are only connected by this line, but they are as stable as a rock, and they do not move at all by virtue of the troubled winds in the south, south, west, and north.

But today, right in front of their eyes, it's broken!

He hurriedly went to his fellow disciples to inquire about the matter, and He Zhongyu and Duanmu Liangcai also asked acquaintances to inquire.

Only the ink-dyed clothes, the new door of the Hanyu Palace, no one can ask, so he stepped forward and carefully looked at the broken line.

A few pieces of broken ice flew towards him, isolated by the true qi of the body, and those who wanted to fall were dragged by the wind and suspended in mid-air.

Her gaze rested on the ice that had not completely melted away at the cliff.

The cold crystal paving the ground, layer upon layer, carved on it like a hook, the sword marks penetrate deep into the ice, the edge is awe-inspiring, the murderous aura is overflowing, slightly closer, and the coldness spreads all over the body.

The ice spread from beneath her feet to the cliffs on the other side.

As far as the ice goes, the sword marks go as far as they go.

It's not dense, but it firmly attracts everyone's attention, as long as you look at it, your eyes will unconsciously follow the traces.

The more this is the case, the more I feel the invincible and domineering sword intent.

Neat, resolute, and not muddy!

With the momentum of courage and no return!

From the traces left behind, it is clear that the man with the sword has the upper hand, and the ice that has not yet melted away faithfully reflects this.

She took a few more steps forward, and was already standing on the edge of a glimmer of heaven.

His feet were only four feet wide, just enough for one person to stand.

The wind struck, as if it was scraping directly on the bones through the flesh and blood, even if it was a weakened wind, it was still unbearable.

Where it is less than a foot away, it is the place where it is broken.

The middle line of land can no longer be seen, it should have fallen from a high altitude, the break in the ice is not caused by the flying sword, it is probably the solidification of the ice, the original solid connection can no longer withstand the destruction of the wind, and is torn by the wind, causing the first line of sky to break, and the two islands are no longer implicated.

The two sides did not stop fighting because of the cliff incident, and continued to unfold on the opposite side, which could be seen from the large sparkles in the distance and the sword marks with murderous intent.

When He Zhongyu and Duanmu Liangcai came over, the ink-dyed clothes were facing away from everyone, standing on the top of the peaks and cliffs, the wind blew away the long hair, and only one-sixth of the side face could be seen, the slightly outlined outline, disturbed by the wind, the more blurred, the more I wanted to see clearly, the slender and slender back, the solemn robe rolled out of the unruly folded lines, contradictory and harmonious nature.

The faces of the two people were very strange, with doubts, shocks, and a strong atmosphere of gossip.

What they heard was like a fragment from a legendary book.

But the words of the crowd do not allow them not to believe it, and it is precisely because they know that what they have just heard is the truth that they will want to verify this qiē from the mouth of the ink-dyed clothes.

It's just that the footsteps of the two stopped almost at the same time.

At this moment, their vision seemed to be fixed in this small world.

The wind that swims high in the air like a dragon is like a shape, and the irritable wants to sweep a qiē, and the rock-solid cliff below, covered with a layer of crystal condensed frost, has a quiet and deep beauty, and the woman who stands in the midst of rage and quietness does not tolerate both, and stands out, as if she wants to resist the two forces of azure with her delicate body.

Something, shaking their hearts.

It's just that the feeling is too fast, fleeting, and they can't even grasp the throbbing tail in that moment. (To be continued......)

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