The flower windows around the lobby are bright and bright, but under the contrast of light, only the beams are a little dark.

For this reason, it is absolutely possible to hide people on this pillar, and it is not a problem to hide even ten or eight.

Feeling very dangerous, Zhang Jingtao looked at the beam and pillar very vigilantly.

What's even more dangerous is that on the nearby ladder, there is a faint footprint, although this footprint is faint, but it cannot hide his keen ears and eyes.

Even Zhao Ling'er, who was deaf and clear-sighted, saw the footprints, immediately stopped, and gave Zhang Jingtao a look.

Zhang Jingtao didn't look at Zhao Ling'er, because of the sharp scissors, it suddenly burst open, turning into a strange vortex.

The vortex was like a meat grinder, shattering the ripples around Zhang Jingtao's body layer by layer.

This feeling actually had a real sense of touch, which made Zhang Jingtao's head ache slightly, but at this moment he couldn't get out, because once he broke away by dispersing the ripples, he would fall out of this realm of alaya consciousness, and then lose the powerful octave space power when facing a terrible enemy.

Zhang Jingtao gritted his teeth, the ripples around him were not generated by the calm of the heart like water, but from the violent indulgence of Confucianism, which could have been extremely violent, could not resist this strange whirlpool?

What is a vortex!

In front of the various undercurrents of the sea, it can be shattered in an instant, right?

The ripples around Zhang Jingtao's body suddenly moved, layer upon layer, staggered surge, as if there was a surface wave, as if there was a hidden Nie Dragon, as if swept by the storm, as if a glacier was cool, there were hundreds of millions of tons of water pressure of various forces, one by one, one by one, such as Taiji turnover, such as Kanglong not returning, countless powerful forces, the sharp vortex or compression, or wear, or slow, or urging, the sharp vortex seemed to be staggering, difficult to control.

It's hard enough to make you want to vomit blood.

However, it is difficult to control, so it is no longer controlled, and the strange vortex is also resolute, and suddenly turns into a magic shadow, if it can cover the entire sky, not to mention that the ripples around Zhang Jingtao's body are just the sea.

Zhang Jingtao didn't think about it so far, all kinds of undercurrents were condensed into the ruling in his hand, laughed, and slashed out.

And on the inner beam, sure enough, a black shadow swooped down, bold, direct, no fancy, only with infinite pressure and strange and rapid arcs, swept in.

Zhang Jingtao only felt that a little cold star in his eyes was rapidly expanding.

It's a sword!

A sword that is extremely sharp, as fast as lightning, but like a swallow picking up water!

This sword, like an airplane sweeping down, pressed the surface of the water, with an astonishing pressure, that is, people can stop breathing, and the sharp sharp qi has not yet exploded, it can make people feel that there is a sword wind blowing, and the body has the illusion of cutting and piercing.

Zhang Jingtao should have been horrified in his heart, but he was afraid that he would lose his sharpness, hesitate to make a move, and then die.

However, Zhang Jingtao is in Alayya, and his knife is still indestructible.

With a clang, the ruling struck the tip of the flying sword with precision.

The tip of the sword is really like a flying swallow, and it does not focus on it, and without the sense of strength that Zhang Jingtao imagined, it flew away.

This time, Zhang Jingtao really used the wrong power, in addition to chest tightness and palpitations, all the power had to be withdrawn by himself, which simply made people at a loss for the next move, but Zhang Jingtao had the power of prophecy, and he would also anticipate what to do if the knife failed.

The ruling was a twist and a swing, bringing the scattered forces together again.

And the figure on the beam is really powerful, since the movement of turning is faster than him, and the person can fly in the air, as if he turned around, the terrible long sword flew again.

This is a master, or a master who uses a curtain to hang his body!

Zhang Jingtao didn't think about whether he had really encountered ghosts and gods, so he was fighting ghosts and gods, but immediately understood why.

With this swing of the knife, the ruling was hit where his strength was beyond his reach, and that was the dead end.

Even this was a direction that was difficult for his eyes to reach, but even if he could swing his sword to stop this sword, it was very strange that he didn't see who the person behind the sword was.

Because when the sword came, he could no longer care about anything around him, and there was only a terrible brilliance in his eyes.

Such a powerful martial art was truly terrifying, and Zhang Jingtao believed that even if this terrifying figure did not use the curtain, that sword move could do it.

Could it be Gayne?

Between Zhang Jingtao's thoughts, he turned around again and held a sword again.

However, this situation is very dangerous, in such a passive defense, if the method is slightly delayed, I am afraid that it will be beheaded by a sword.

But Zhao Ling'er and Jing Fanhua were only in the process of the figure flying, they were startled and began to retreat, not only could the two of them not come up to help, but also because of the terrifying posture of the figure on the beam, within three moves, they were forced to retreat nine steps just because the other party had a murderous momentum.

Even Zhang Jingtao felt this person's killing intent towards Jing Fanhua, and Jing Fanhua and Zhao Ling'er had already retreated to the door.

The sword light swept again.

Zhang Jingtao slashed away again as predicted, however, this time his prediction seemed to have failed.

The cold light that came from that swept suddenly turned into countless sword tips, which made Zhang Jingtao immediately think of the four words "clouds and rain".

I don't know how the whistling sword was hit, the light was vigorous, and it was difficult to distinguish between virtual and real, but it really covered Zhang Jingtao's figure.

And this sword momentum, without any hesitation, should be like the fall of the galaxy, irresistible.

However, this galaxy seems to be pulled by the universe again, and there is a sense of loneliness and stagnation, as if a strand of hair can really hold the thousand huge stones temporarily.

Zhang Jingtao only felt that if he was not defeated by this sword momentum, he could also recruit the tiger to grab food to dodge at this time when his life was hanging by a thread, no matter how bad it was, he should be able to use a lazy donkey to roll to dodge, however, he didn't want to hide!

Nine days for the Milky Way?

Then let the galaxy roll backwards!

"Ascending Dragon Slash!" Zhang Jingtao's clear eyes flashed with a frenzy in an instant, and with a spin of his feet, the knife suddenly rose, and the knife light was like a comet, rushing towards the sky, and the whole person was also wrapped in the knife, rushing to the sky.

There was a strange sound of 'ice', and the cold light suddenly turned into shining stars in the sky.

After stagnation in the universe for a while, the stars in the Milky Way suddenly moved, and suddenly followed the comet, roaring towards the nine heavens.

This is the illusion that Jing Fanhua and Zhao Ling'er saw.

When he came back to his senses, it turned out to be the opponent's sword blade that was cut into pieces with a single sword, and I don't know how this sword power was used, but it turned the sharp fragments back upside down.

If the master on the beam hadn't been wrapped in a rope and could pull the rope sharply to increase his dodge speed, he would have died under this knife.

However, the man did not seem to be very flustered, but his figure wandered like a bird, whirling between the wooden beams, and lightly ascended to one of the beams.