This handover, the sword Jiutian felt a little different. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The two sword lights rolled out, not only feeling that the control was more flexible, but also the subtleties had a completely different experience.

Everywhere the sword light went, it seemed that there were two more pairs of eyes.

It's still the kind of all-round perspective of 360 degrees without dead ends.

Let the sword Jiutian face the rain of golden bamboo swords that stabbed like rain, and there is a feeling of being at ease.

The power and speed of the sword light have been strengthened to varying degrees.

Meng Qingyu saw that the sword rain that had been invincible in the past returned in vain.

The Emei junior on the opposite side not only coped with it easily, but also had the strength to fight back.

I couldn't help but feel a pang in my heart, and I didn't dare to slack off.

In the face of the sudden attack of the pure feather sword light, a red cloud flew out with a raised hand, enveloping the pure white sword light with light flames in it.

Seeing Meng Qingyu release the Red Cloud Falling Soul Sand, the signature magic weapon of the Zhushan Sect, the Nine Heavens of the Sword smiled.

Between the pure feather sword lights, nine pure white sword qi were differentiated, spiraling and entangled with each other.

It is a killer move in the Nine Heavens Sword Technique: Jiuchen Breaking the Arc, which is the only choice for a frontal attack.

Under the entanglement of the nine sword qi, it turned into a shocking sword rainbow, blatantly slashed the red cloud released by Meng Qingyu, and went straight to the door in front of her.

Since leaving the customs, the Nine Heavens of the Sword has found that he has become more and more comfortable with the application of the Juntian Sword Technique and the Nine Heavens Sword Technique, and he has switched freely.

Meng Qingyu didn't want this Emei junior's swordsmanship to be so strong.

In a breath, he has broken his magic weapon.

Facing the attacking shocking sword rainbow, Meng Qingyu hurriedly reached out to his waist and took out a verdant bamboo-like magic weapon.

I saw that above the green bamboo, smoke clouds flowed.

A specific and subtle five-colored mountain range, carved in it.

It is another signature magic weapon of the Zhushan Sect: the true shape of the five mountains.

As soon as the true shape of these five mountains was urged, it turned into a huge mountain phantom, enveloping Meng Qingyu in it.

The earth-shattering sword rainbow triggered by the pure feather sword slashed above the five-colored god mountain, bringing up a cloud of smoke and sparks.

But he couldn't hurt Meng Qingyu, who was supported by the True Form of the Five Mountains.

After only a moment of fighting, Takeyama Maden, who was forced to use all his means, was a little unbearable on his face.

When he saw that the pure feather sword light couldn't help his own talisman magic weapon, he was also ruthless in his heart.

Between the changes of the Dao Jue, the red cloud falling soul sand turned into a piece that covered the sky and the sun, and the red cloud with sparks splashing inside rolled and swept towards the Nine Heavens of the Longitudinal Sword.

In this regard, the sword of the Nine Heavens stood still, and the sword light turned by the blue water dragon sword was like a blue sky, and the mighty and bottomless.

A blue sky light curtain protects itself from the airtight.

The seemingly thin layer of blue and blue light curtain is as stable as Mount Tai under the shroud of red clouds that cover the sky and the sun.

The golden bamboo sword hidden in the red clouds is haunting, and the stars are shining.

Like a swarm of golden bees, gathering and dispersing, accumulating thorns like rain?

The turquoise sword light was beaten into bursts of fluctuations, but it couldn't help this blue sky sword curtain.

However, the Nine Heavens of the Sword Sect ignored it, blindly urging the pure feather sword light, the sword qi was all over the sky, and the pure white sword light was as strong as a dragon.

The phantom of the five-colored divine mountain transformed by the true form of the five mountains was shrouded in a storm of sword qi.

Occasionally, a sword and a cold moon pierced the sky, making the mountains illusory, and the light flashed continuously, and it was unstable for a while.

All kinds of powerful sword tricks emerge one after another, and you can use them to your heart's content.

But he used this true transmission of the Zhushan Sect as a sword test stone, and practiced swordsmanship.

This Meng Qingyu was a true disciple of the Zhushan Sect before his death, and his intelligence was also extremely high.

How can I not see the thought of the Nine Heavens of the Vertical Sword, I can't help but be so angry that my pretty face is red, and my silver teeth are clenched.

Seeing such a contemptuous attitude of this Emei junior, how could the arrogant Meng Qingyu endure it.

If it weren't for her heart being higher than the sky, she would have provoked the female killing god Li Yingqiong.

How could she be a dignified true disciple of the Zhushan Sect to such a field?

Even Li Yingqiong dared to challenge with a sword, how this temperament can be seen.

Even if it fell to such a miserable state, Meng Qingyu's temperament did not change in the slightest.

For such a contemptuous move by the Nine Heavens of the Sword, Meng Qingyu can be said to have hatred to the bone and murderous intentions.

I saw her pinching the mantra in her hand, and there were words in her mouth.

The graceful figure is even more volleying and flying, stepping on the gang.

He turned a blind eye to the threat of being in the pure feather sword light.

Even if the phantom of the sacred mountain is uncertain and about to be broken, he still ignores it and blindly urges the Dao Law.

As Meng Qingyu's long proverbs were finished, I saw her holding her hands together, and a deep night spread rapidly, enveloping the sword for nine days.

Heaven and earth changed in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, the Nine Heavens of the Sword was already in the midst of a vast mountain.

A bright moon hung high in the sky, and the blood-red moonlight had a strange aura.

On the top of the mountains below, Meng Qingyu's slender shadow stood proudly.

Countless fierce ghosts and fierce spirits, Yaksha monsters are surging towards the Nine Heavens of the Vertical Sword.

In the face of this vast sea and endless army of ghosts, Zongjian Jiutian didn't have time to think about it.

After a few hurried and short proverbs, the Nine Heavens of the Sword fired in succession, and three Nine Flame Dragons suddenly appeared.

Between shaking their heads and tails, the three Nine Flame Dragons exploded violently, clearing a huge blank space around the Nine Heavens of the Vertical Sword.

Countless strange and fierce spirits, the Yaksha monsters were scorched and burned by the Heavenly Fire Hell, and let out a miserable and piercing scream.

At this moment, the Pure Heart Condensation Pendant on the waist of the Nine Heavens of the Vertical Sword suddenly flashed with a glimmer of light.

The wails and screams of countless demons and ghosts were still in his ears, but the Nine Heavens of the Sword felt that there was suddenly clarity in front of him.

Where else is there anything like the blood moon, like the sea monster, only the figure of Meng Qingyu's sudden attack.

Surrounded by the red smoke clouds rolling in the sky, Meng Qingyu held a magnificent golden giant sword in his hand, like a demon god.

And the golden giant sword in her hand was slashing towards the head of the Nine Heavens Sword.

The blue sky sword curtain transformed by the blue water dragon sword has dissipated at some point.

The blue water dragon sword was also nowhere to be seen, only the pure feather sword flew around the body of the sword in the nine heavens, and made a rapid sword sound.

In a hurry, Zongjian Jiutian didn't have time to think about the reason.

Reaching out to hold the pure feather sword, the purple glow of the streamer robe on his body flashed, and the purple tassels fluttered.

Finally, when the golden giant sword approached his body, he turned into a purple streamer and passed through Meng Qingyu's body as if nothing was there.

In less than half a breath, the Nine Heavens of the Vertical Sword appeared behind Meng Qingyu.

The pure feather sword in his hand swung down with his backhand without hesitation, and it swept over Meng Qingyu's slender and white neck like a phantom.

After half a breath, Meng Qingyu's pretty head rose into the sky, and a blood fountain gushed out from her neck.

Under the reflection of the golden giant sword that gradually collapsed illusory, it was quite a bit of poignant beauty.

When the sword turned around in the ninth day, Meng Qingyu's beautiful shadow had already shattered and turned into light along with the golden giant sword.

The whole process takes only a short breath.

From the Nine Heavens Giant Sword of the Vertical Sword, it was a thousand shots.

By the time he turned into purple light and killed Meng Qingyu with his backhand, he hadn't even had time to breathe.

The sword that had just smashed the flowers for nine days, stood quietly on the spot, and carefully understood the gains and losses of this battle.