The moonlight is whiter! The nights are colder!

The bloody word 'wind' in the Songyang Iron Sword is even thicker! Qiu Leng held the long sword as quietly as holding a compass in the barren wind and sand!

He must not mess around! Chaos will die!

The spirit of half of the wall keeps rising, and when his spirit has reached its peak, he will definitely shoot!

Surrender without a fight! It's a terrible trick! Qiu Leng said secretly in his heart, but he laughed and said, "Then let's see who beheaded whose head today!" ”

Qiu Leng's face suddenly changed, and he became extremely cold! He shouted in an evil cold voice: "You can insult me, but you can't insult the Songyang Iron Sword!" Because you don't have the qualifications! Do you know how far this sword has traveled with me? If it weren't for this sword, maybe I would have died a long time ago! ”

Banbi suddenly realized that he had made a mistake, and the ups and downs that this sword accompanied him through brought him a kind of faith! That's a kind of confidence that leads to the pinnacle of kendo rain or shine! This kind of faith and perseverance, no matter what it destroys, can only forge this faith stronger!

Songyang Iron Sword has become the spirit of autumn cold! This spirit of indomitable arrogance has always been!

This sword is indeed integrated into Qiu Leng's heart, into Qiu Leng's **, into Qiu Leng's blood!

When he waited for Banbi to look at the sword again, he suddenly realized that Qiu Leng had merged with the sword!

Inseparable anymore!

The sword has become a part of him! It's as natural as an organ growing out of his body!

Qiu Leng shook the long sword fiercely, and the green muscles suddenly burst out, and he shouted wildly: "Meteor chasing the moon!" ”

A cold light suddenly crossed the eaves! The autumn cold feet are carried by the wind without a shadow. {top} point {small} said 3.Humanized wind, fast as lightning! A shadow in the night sky!

The compelling sword aura is chilling! That's a firelight! A bolt of lightning! No one can describe the speed of this blow!

Before he came back to his senses, he felt that a strong wind was almost piercing him! This wind is condensed and not dispersed! Even a piece of ice has to be pierced!

With his skills, he can only temporarily avoid the edge! Half of the wall slammed his feet and his head slammed! This fierce sword aura suddenly crossed his collar!

Half of the skin suddenly felt a cold chill! He was very confident in his unique light skill steps, but he still didn't expect Qiu Leng Sword to be so fast!

Half of the wall took care of his mind violently, holding the knife in both hands, his smile disappeared suddenly, and his face was cold! Although he has been defeated since his debut, he has never been so embarrassed!

Half of the wall shouted: "Whirl the sand!" The scabbard of his left hand sank forward with great force!

A wave of wild sand true qi suddenly burst out from the scabbard, smashing the sword of Qiu Leng as if it were splitting Huashan!

Qiu Leng suddenly felt a numb arm. Hurriedly resist with the icy Polar Winter Moon Pass! The cathode generates yang. Anodized cathodizing! The extreme winter is cold, and the moon is cold! Two streams of innate true qi, one yang and one heat, burst out from the dantian, pouring into the meridians of the left hand in the autumn cold!

The wild sand whirlwind touched two cold ice energies and suddenly exploded! As tragic as Mars hitting the Earth!

The whirlwind of the sand in half of the wall was like a whirlpool, which suddenly resisted the cold yin qi of autumn, but another yang energy suddenly turned yin! Yin and yin are yang. Yang and Yang turn into Yin! His whirlpool energy melted into one. But the second cold ice came up like a wave. Half of the wall suddenly felt that he was about to be frozen, as cold as standing in the extreme winter under the moon, and his people suddenly retreated.

Qiu Leng instantly took five steps back before he could barely stand firm. His person suddenly felt that he was suddenly involved in a whirlpool, and a wild sand energy swept down like a tornado, and suddenly the whole person floated lightly under his feet, almost sweeping his whole person up, if it wasn't for the cold ice strength to protect the body, the autumn cold would have to vomit blood.

Half of the wall saw that Qiu Leng was not steady, and hurriedly sheltered again! He used the scabbard in his left hand and the Purgatory Sand Knife in his right hand to cover Qiu Leng's whole person with a swirling sand duel!

The footsteps of Banbi Zuo are strangely unpredictable, his body rotates rapidly towards Qiu Leng, and each rotation speed has subtle differences, making it difficult to grasp the time of the attack in advance, like a whirlwind in the desert, making the opponent unpredictable.

Qiu Leng couldn't grasp where the sword was going to hit at all, and he couldn't retreat at all, his scabbard and long knife had already sealed all the way back! The more quickly you retreat, the faster you lose!

The true strength of the wild sand burst out from the blade and scabbard, forming a whirlpool of sword qi! Step by step to the autumn cold!

Qiu Leng can feel that if he uses the wind to trace the world, he can't crack the mystery of this knife! Because this sand knife is changing so fast! Although the wind traces the world is unchangeable, it is the last of all swordsmanship, a sword that freezes, but the internal force of this half of the wall is stronger than his own, he has two weapons in both hands, if he has this move after the frame, the opponent's move has not stopped, then he will be stabbed!

Qiu Leng knew that if his internal strength was equal to that of the other party, he would have absolute confidence to make this move popular all over the world! But just now, I fought for internal strength, and I was a lot worse than the other party! So he doesn't have absolute confidence.

Qiu Leng was forced to this kind of thing, he didn't have any thoughts in his heart, he didn't think about everything, and shouted loudly: "The wind has no return!" ”

The wind has no return, the extremely ever-changing changes, and the transformation of the ten thousands! The wind is out, the sword has changed, it has not changed!

Qiu Leng's hand shook, and a strange vibration of the sword suddenly rose! The sword is trembling! With the autumn cold hand trembling! This kind of vibration is the change of all changes, the change of all changes! This sword is like the wind in the world is immutable, and there seems to be a slight change in the only sword!

This change is exactly the most subtle! Delicate to the point of flawlessness!

It's just that Qiu Leng's martial arts have not reached this level of subtlety, otherwise every sword of his will have this effect!

Swords intertwined! Slightly staggered! It's like rubbing! After a slight approach, it suddenly separated again, and then changed slightly, and then the half-walled sand swirling sand urged the knife and scabbard to change again, and then slowly approached the Songyang Sword in the autumn cold!

The cold sweat on the forehead of half of the wall fell sharply! He suddenly felt a sense of decadence! That frustration came naturally! He had never been so depressed! No matter how unpredictable his sword changes, he can't escape the ambush of this sword!

This sword is like a hunter, and he has already seen the seven inches of the snake! A pinch is accurate! As soon as the whirling sand duel attacked, it was suddenly turned invisible!

Banbi hurriedly retreated, he knew that if he didn't retreat, he would fall deeper and deeper! Sooner or later, you will be hit by this Songyang Iron Sword!

Half of the wall commemorated a handful of footsteps, and the body rolled out like a whirlpool of wild sand again!

Only a sword shadow remained, a fleeting sword shadow!

This shadow is not visible with the naked eye, and even half of the wall is not visible! He already felt a burning pain in his abdomen! A patch of blood dripped down his clothes!

ps: Thank you for the reward of Qin Yuning, I am grateful for sinking! (To be continued.) )