Song Yu moves like a cunning rabbit!

Turning around, taking a big stride, flicking the loose sleeves, a piece of rice paper, thrown out of the sleeve.

A series of movements, such as walking with clouds and water, are done in one go, without half a pause, and even the finger prints on the rice paper are pinched, which are extremely obvious in mid-air.

The rice paper was thrown out, and the lines of words written on the paper were like living creatures, and they began to squirm continuously, falling off from the rice paper, and manifesting in mid-air.

The sword qi spans 30,000 miles, and one sword light chills nineteen continents!

The text silver hook iron painting, like a sharp sword, manifested at this moment, word by word into a sword qi, appeared out of thin air, and continued to derive.

One after another, sword qi rushed out.

Each sword qi implies a different sword intent, a kind of sword intent, containing a fire that burns the plain, and is like a thousand years of cold ice, etc., different sword intents roar together, and burst out violently, directly attacking Wang Juncheng who came towards Song Yu.

After shaping the heart of the text in the next step, the literary tone takes the initiative to manifest, and the poems can kill the enemy and destroy the army, and the great power is self-generated, and it is no longer a weak scholar who has no power to restrain the chicken.

This sentence is from the hand of Song Ci, which contains Song Ci's insights.

Song Yu was running, the movements in his hands were still uninterrupted, and in the wide sleeves, it was like a treasure chest, and he took out one by one, when it came to the level of life-saving, Song Yu was not weak.

Another piece of paper with poems written on it fell to the ground, the poems manifested, the illusory wings spread, the feathers stood upright, and the white crane appeared in front of Song Yu, Song Yu stepped on the white crane in one step and rose directly into the sky.

The sword light is fierce and domineering, from top to bottom, slashing down, as if opening the world.

The strength swept in all directions, and the sword qi was quickly extinguished under this sword, and the power of the martial arts was mixed with the sword light, and the sword was swung with countless stars, like stars in the sky, all surrounding this sword at this moment.

The sword qi quickly collapsed, but at the same time, it was constantly fused, and in the blink of an eye, a giant sword condensed from the illusion into reality, and swallowed the aura of all directions with one sword.

The domineering sword was frustrated all of a sudden, and for a while, Wang Juncheng stepped back two steps in a row, which stabilized himself and completely offset this sword qi.

looked at Song Yu, who was already riding a white crane and was flying, his heart sank, this Song Cizhi, who shaped the heart of the text and was about to condense the blood, was already unexpected, but it was just a poem written by himself, and it had this power.

But that's all there is to it, at most, it is only to hinder Wang Juncheng for a moment, but the best time has already been buried.

A spear, like thunder, stabbed at Wang Juncheng quickly.

Wang Juncheng reflexively stabbed, and the spear emerged with qi and blood, and the mighty qi and blood, like substance, began to appear on the spear, and the scorching power continued to permeate, turning into a round of sun, baking the Quartet.

Qi and blood exploded, tearing the Quartet, and the waves of qi swept away, like sharp swords, and the weeds were cut and fell.

The long knife touched the spear, the sparks splashed like rain, and it was swept away at once, and the inch began to rush forward, Wang Juncheng's heart guard suddenly bloomed with a silver-white light, which shrouded the spear directly, and the spear suddenly froze, and the momentum of moving forward paused for a moment.

Wang Juncheng took this opportunity, waved the long knife in his hand, gave birth to a cyan light, and slashed at Chen Hongli from the bottom up, and Chen Hongli held the spear with a slender palm on the side, and suddenly pulled the spear.

The spear spun up, like an electric drill, a thunderbolt appeared, and the aura of the Dao soldiers in the distance was the same, and a force was born from them, and began to continuously bless Chen Hongli.

At this moment, Chen Hongli was the main one, and the Taoist soldiers who came were the same.

The breath of the spear skyrocketed, and since it was blessed by the Taoist soldiers, this spear was as heavy as a mountain, and a spear dominated the world, but it was as fast as lightning, and the long knife touched the spear, and it immediately bent up.

Chen Hongli's strength is almost the same as Wang Juncheng's, they are only from the strength of the seventh grade, as a martial arts responder, their strength is also first-class in the world, and they are all about to enter the seventh grade.

Ordinary seven-rank powerhouses, under the blessing of the star destiny, they are also fearless, if they are in charge of the army, killing the seven-grade is like probing for something, but now Wang Juncheng's performance is vulnerable, not because Wang Juncheng can't do it, but because Chen Hongli has Taoist soldiers to help.

For generals like them, without the cooperation of the army, they can only play seven or eight percent of their ability, and the real killing moves and military magic powers must be helped by the army.

At the moment of crisis, the heart shield burst out with light, shrouded in the spear, this heart guard is the inheritance treasure of the Ying Jun Wang's family, a talisman treasure, it broke out again, and the Taoist soldiers in the distance shouted in unison: "Break!"

The voice came out, and the power of the battle array formed by the Dao soldiers who were mixed into one was once again enhanced, and the light of the heart goggles began to shatter continuously under the spear, and finally dissipated, and the spear was about to pierce Wang Juncheng.

A huge roar sounded, and five iron claws like steel were cast, and they grabbed the spear at once, and the sparks began to burst, and the huge steel wings instigated, Wang Juncheng took advantage of this to stay away directly and escaped a killing robbery.

Chen Hongli was holding a spear, looking ahead with blazing eyes, a huge demon beast was in front of Chen Hongli, the demon beast was taller and taller, with three zhang in its wings, and the feathers on its body were erect, filled with a luster.

Endless light is constantly emanating from the body, and colorful feathers are emitting dazzling light.

A pair of sharp claws, like steel poured into it, and the slender neck is also surrounded by sections of iron rings, which are filled with runes, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

The teeth were like swords, sharp and sharp, and his long and narrow eyes were staring at Chen Hongli, full of indifference and ruthlessness.

The cyan demonic qi was surrounding the demon beast, and it continued to diffuse and emanate, rushing into the sky, and a cyan cloud gathered above the sky, beginning to cover the light.

The demon clouds covered the sky and the sun, constantly rising rapidly, and the demon beast was arrogant, standing on the ground, spreading its wings, and flying directly towards the sky.

Wang Juncheng below instantly jumped up, grabbed the iron claws cast by steel, Chen Hongli saw this scene, and his brows rose tightly.

The demon beast flew up, and the wings of the agitation produced a violent wind, whistling and blowing.

The walls and doors were not broken, and some wood was blown up directly, and the sky was dark in all directions, and it was impossible to see clearly for a while.

Riding a white crane, Song Yu, who was suspended in the sky, saw the demon beast spreading his wings and flying over, and shouted loudly again and again: "I have incense for the gods, and I have also made meritorious contributions to the gods." ”

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