Chapter 300: What's the matter?

"Poets and swordsmen are both professions destined to be lonely all their lives. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Under the sunset, in the endless grassland, in the remnant snow, white-clothed snow wins, a thin horse, a sword, a pen, and stubborn eyes stare at the wolf howl coming from the sky.

The end of the world is far away, people are at the end of the world, how can the end of the world be far away.

Netizen replied: Looking from afar, there are four things in such a lyrical painting: Ma Bi Sword Man!"

"Chen Ziang: I don't see the ancients before, and I don't see the comers after.

I looked back and forth for a long time, but I didn't see anything. ”

The animals' test results came out, and the pig took the penultimate test, and was called out by the teacher, who asked while playing: "Why is the test so bad, why is the test so bad?"

"I can't help it, who called me a pig," the pig said aggrievedly

The test results came out again, the pig was not too bad by studying hard, the donkey was the penultimate one, the donkey was called out by the teacher and beaten badly, but the donkey had a strong temper and fought with them. The pig was also called out by the teacher, and the pig thought that the teacher was going to praise it, but he was also beaten by the teacher, and the teacher scolded while beating: "Fuck, dare to plagiarize, dare to plagiarize......"

"The demon is called a beauty, the Diao is called a talented girl, the wooden one is called a lady, the wilted one is called gentle, the fierce one is called straightforward, and the stupid one is called sunshine

The ruthless is called cold, the earthy is called dignified, the foreign is called temperament, the strange is called personality, the bandit is called capable, and the sassy is called tasteful

The tender ones are called young and beautiful, the old ones are called Fengyun still exists, the waves are called the stars holding the moon, and the cows are called proud of the snow and the wind

The weak can't help but call the little bird according to the person, and the one who doesn't look like a woman is called super"

"Wang Wei: Persuade you to have a glass of wine, and there is no one in Yangguan in the west.

On the whole day, we brothers and sons may have to wait until they drink again. ”

"I just found out now that everyone in the live broadcast room is talented. ”

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I have to say that the fight is very exciting, but the audience in the live broadcast room still doesn't feel anything.

Perhaps, even if it is a realistic live broadcast, what does it have to do with them?

Jiang Feng looked at the joy in the live broadcast room, looked at the date, and showed that it was like this, after all, the arrival of the New Year in the Dragon Kingdom is always so cheerful, isn't it?

Thinking of this, there is one more reason to kick this pretending to be a dog.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today's live broadcast, punching and pretending to be a dog, kicking and pretending to be a dog, I hope you like it, like the Q6666666. ”

Suddenly, the audience in the live broadcast room flew up again with a burst of 6.

"Actually, my best thing is not kendo, but fists. ”

The terrifying and incomparable dragon elephant burst out from Jiang Feng's body, one after another, forming a sea of dragon elephants, looking at this terrifying dragon elephant phantom, the descending phantom body trembled slightly for a moment.

Immediately, he suddenly struck, he spewed out a mouthful of sword qi, it was glorious for nine days, cut off the ten directions, the entire void changed color, countless blood fell from the void, descended on this black world, reflecting a dazzling luster, each piece of blood is engraved with an ultimate texture, the texture on it, pregnant with countless sword ways, is the embodiment of his understanding of the avenue of heaven and earth, like a piece of snowflake, mysterious, beautiful.

Immediately, as the amount of blood like snowflakes increased, the phantom gradually condensed into a real thing, and completely walked from the illusory to the reality.

This figure held a blood-colored sword in his hand that seemed to be condensed from endless blood, this sword weapon was more evil and terrifying than the sword weapon in Zhi Jiang Feng's hand, like a blood-colored world, full of killing and blood.

And the kendo world he presented is the same, the blood is like the moon, hanging high in the sky, reflecting endless killing and cold.

On this blood-colored sword, two words are clearly engraved "extinguishing blood".

The rampant sword path is full of endless killing, not a round of sword space, but a real sword weapon that slaughters living beings in the world.

"This is my sword, called Blood-Exterminating, in order to forge such a sword, I traveled all over the Black Sea, slaughtered hundreds of thousands of living beings, with their blood, communicated a demonic world, and triggered the advent of the demonic true spirit, and then, I slaughtered him with a sword, with his blood as the foundation, his flesh as the blueprint, and his spirit as the flame, forged eighteen Jiazi, a thousand-and-eighty-year-old blood-destroying sword, today I will use you as the nourishment for his growth, everything yours, to achieve his prestige, on top of this terrible sword, add a bloodstain, let him advance to an even more terrifying level。 ”

The Blood Exterminating Sword groaned slightly, and in an instant, it turned into a blood-colored dragon, roaring and rushing out, and in an instant, the sky was dark, the sun and the moon were lightless, and even the richest sun had never fallen the slightest brilliance here, replaced by a sea of blood, the sea of blood was endless, endless souls cried and laughed, and pale blood-colored snowflakes flew all over the sky, presenting a brutal and beautiful scene.

In this kind of scenery, Jiang Feng did not feel the slightest beauty, but felt that this was an endless sword qi tomb, a cemetery for living beings, the cold light was pressing, the murderous aura was overflowing, there was no life here, only death.

And the swordsman in front of him has turned into a terrifying peerless swordsman, not an ordinary swordsman, but a peerless one.

An ordinary swordsman can only make Jiang Feng indifferent, but a peerless swordsman can make people dignified, and his heart should not be underestimated.

The onlookers also saw this terrible change, an ordinary person, in an instant, is beyond all things, achieved, and became a peerless swordsman, peerless, proud in the cold and snow, arrogant, indifferent, draw his sword and look around, unable to find an opponent.

The sword swayed, and in a flash, it broke through all the shackles, slashed at the Jiang Feng's muscles and bones, and let out a loud hiss.

The terrifying and incomparable sword killing intent, in Jiang Feng's body, kept breaking through, fighting, sweeping, emitting one after another contention, exploding, facing this killing sword technique that ignored space and distance.

The particles in Jiang Feng's body awakened and turned into tiny "hell furnaces" to refine thousands of them, constantly suppressing these terrifying sword wills and the rebellious heaven and earth veins everywhere in his body, turning them into his own strength.

Blood-destroying sword?

Jiang Feng said in a low voice, looking at it lightly, this terrifying power moved him, however, it didn't make him afraid, now his body is unclean, like a newborn baby, and the luster that exudes is like jade.

Strong bones, terrifying skin, is a child of gods in human skin, with the terrifying power of the primeval gods.