Shi Ji looked at the two swords fighting in the sky as if she hadn't heard it, the more she looked at it, the stronger the smile in her eyes became, her eyebrows raised slightly, and her fingers slidied.

"Zheng!"

The primordial groan, like a sharp sword cutting through the sky, and like a lightning bolt tearing through the dark clouds.

"Zheng...... Zheng ...... Zheng Zheng ......"

The river flows out of the underground, a flood of oceans, the river roars, sweeps the eight wildernesses, the heart has a haoran, swings in all directions, there are thousands of ages, my road is long.

"Fight!"

Mai is agitated, the long sword is excited, and the comings and goings are bold.

"Fight!"

The long hair is flying, the famous sword is like frost, and the sword intent is like light.

"Good song! Good sword!"

Secluded valley, dangerous cliffs, Taoist cliffs, curved fingers freehand, a Taoist sword of ancient meaning Sensen broke through the air, the vicissitudes of the sword intent, eternal death.

"Look at the sword!"

A vigorous sword of grass broke through the wind.

"Such a battle song, impassioned, is really exciting, and I also participate in the old decay. ”

Lao Dao pointed to the oil lamp on the stone table, and the wick elongated into a fiery snake sword through the door of the house.

"It's quiet!"

The fish-watching boy who couldn't sit still raised his hand to take a bamboo leaf, and with a flick of his fingers, a small flying sword that was no more than three inches flew out of the window.

"Hehe, I'll do it too!"

Huang Long, who couldn't bear it, rose into the air a little bit, and a watery spirit sword in his hand opened and closed widely, slashing towards the small turquoise sword that flew quickly.

"Whoosh!"

The three-inch Xiao Fei Sword swung its tail with extreme flexibility, and escaped from under the Huang Long Sword, and Xiao Fei Jian Li ignored Huang Long, plunged into the brawl sword group and disappeared.

Huang Long was stunned, "This is too fine, isn't it?"

"Hehe!" Huang Long grinned again, "I want to see where you are fleeing?"

"Roar"

"Ah...... Bad stuff!"

"Wang"

"Wow"

"Fierce cub, you bite me?"

"Ji Ling, I'll help you!"

"Little monkey, be careful!"

The heavens and the earth were all chaotic into a pot of porridge, the adults in the sky were fighting swords, and the children on the ground were fighting, all of them were boiling with blood and fighting spirit, as if there was a fire burning in their chests, and they were uncomfortable if they didn't vent out.

"Zheng Zheng...... Zheng Zheng ......"

Shi Ji plucked the strings with both hands, the piano sound was high-pitched, like an eagle striking the sky, the fish soared to the shallow bottom, and it was like a hidden dragon Tengyuan, the milk tiger roared in the valley, Tai'a out of the box, the cadre was out of the sheath, the fish intestine was out of the abdomen, the hidden front saw the light, and the killing machine was revealed.

She no longer seems to be plucking strings, but unsealing a sword, the upright Tai'a, the extremely sharp cadre, the fish intestines hidden in the belly of the fish.

She seems to be no longer a plucking music, she has become a swordsman who knows the sword and understands the sword, draws the sword and draws the sword to face each other, kills one person in ten steps, does not stay for thousands of miles, and the famous sword should drink blood to cast the name of the ages.

The sound of the piano is strong, the sword bones are strong, and the blood is full of blood.

Shi Ji was immersed in a state of reckless behavior, and by the time she poured out the resentment that had accumulated in her heart for a long time, the entire valley had already been turned upside down and devastated.

One by one, the aliens who played the real fire have all gone down in person, the spirit sword magic weapon hedges, the magic power competition, the vertical and horizontal transient changes, and the sword killer is ruthless.

It can be said that everyone is an enemy, and the original intention of fighting the sword has long been thrown away.

The little ones on the ground are also torn together, you grab my ears, I bite your feet, you put your arms around my waist, I hold your neck.

One word 'mess', it's all messed up.

Shi Ji looked up at the sky, looked down at the earth, and then looked down in contemplation, as if she had inadvertently composed a song of 'chaotic war'.

When she raised her head again, she found a panting, colorful, and gray-faced beggar looking at her with a complicated expression.

Especially the boundless old man who was beaten by a group of young people, a pair of old eyes resentful like a resentful woman.

Shi Ji just nodded calmly to everyone and closed her eyes, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with her.

One by one, the strangers left very boringly, and the disheveled fish-watching boy walked at the back, and the boy wanted to speak several times, but finally did not speak.

Boundless Lao Dao was the last to leave, and before leaving, he frequently gave Yuding a look.