"Dao Yun, what kind of internal strength is this?" Qinglong muttered and frowned, very confused in his heart, as we all know, only the Taoist mind can produce rhyme. It's, it's not clear, it's not clear, it's just a feeling!

The ground was quiet, and everyone looked at Tang Yu and watched the changes in his whole body.

At that time, the pitch-black light, out of nowhere, suddenly walked towards Tang Yu's eyebrows

The dark light is difficult to find at night, and the speed is also surprisingly fast, exceeding many Rao cognitions, and it is no longer possible to reach it when it is discovered!

Fu Hanyu's face changed, the long sword suddenly flashed white, let go, the air buzzed, and suddenly walked towards the black mang.

Resoundingly, the long sword suddenly fell back, Fu Hanyu grabbed it, and sternly: "Our Lady of the Demon Mountain!".

As soon as the voice fell, the Lady of the Magic Mountain disappeared in place. She was dressed in black and flickered a few times in the darkness tonight, and her shadow could not be seen!

Fu Hanyu suddenly emptied, his clothes were hunting, flying, the sword on the field was white, the internal force was rolling, and he suddenly slashed the ring-shaped sword.

The blazing swordsman seemed to be roaring, and the entire sword circle surrounded Tang Yuzhou.

The Holy Mother of the Magic Mountain finally appeared, stretched out her verdant fingers, and gently stabbed into the sword. The black mang glowed faintly, what a big one, one, one The sword collapsed, Fu Hanyu had already deceived himself, the shuriken was close to the limit, and the shadow of the road was left in the night sky.

The figure of the Holy Mother of the Demon Mountain was very fast, constantly appearing in all corners around Tang Yu, her fingers flexed and stretched, and black light gushed out from her fingertips.

Fu Hanyu's long swords were staggered, blocking the black mangs of the road one after another, and the high-pitched voice remained in his ears, you grandmasters just watched, and couldn't intervene at all.

Because they could feel the power of that black mang.

That is the internal force of the Dao Soldier! The power is almost no different from that of the Grandmaster, in fact, it is necessary to practice ten thousand times more, and it is not compatible!

Tang Yu's whole body purple qi gathered on the sword, the sword trembled as a whole, and the moment the Shadowless Sword Technique stretched out his hand soon, he suddenly trembled.

A swordsmanship continued to flow into his brain, and the hundred-character sword path in "The Remnants of the Wild Sword" gradually disintegrated, becoming a twisted swordsman of countless paths, like the same dragon, constantly rotating and clashing, and his voice was hoarse.

There was a roar in his mind, and the shadowless sword in his hand that was about to be held soon suddenly changed, and the sword arc that was about to be born soon suddenly turned into a roaring hurricane, and in order to be unable to suppress the shackles of the windbreaker sword, it suddenly roared out!

This, this......

Tang Yu's arm was almost uncontrollable, and the long sword kept sobbing because he couldn't withstand this internal force!

His heart beat violently, and a few big words suddenly entered his mind: The second sword of the Nine Swords of the Remnant Desolation - Broken Sword!

At this time, the Black Lotus Demon Mountain Protection Law sneered, and with a shake of his big hand, a huge applause was suddenly filmed, intending to crush this purple storm.

The palm force and the sword wind suddenly collided, and the internal force of the sect craftsman and the internal force of the transformation collided, and the result was beyond doubt.

What was surprising was that the Bad Chat Sword, at the moment it hit the palm of the absolutely powerful Grandmaster, suddenly rose violently, shook like a wave, and hit the palm in front of it.

I only heard the sound of sore teeth, and the wall of the palm power suddenly collapsed and turned into dust!

Fu Hanyu happened to see this scene, and couldn't help but shout "Soldiers along the road"

As he spoke, among the gods, the black mang suddenly struck on his sword!

The powerful and delicate power suddenly twisted into several levels of long swords, Fu Hanyu descended a few steps, his face turned blue, and he couldn't stop the blood from flowing out of his mouth!

"Hallmaster!" "Okay. ”

"Hallmaster!" "Okay. ”

Hearing a few screams, Fu Hanyu cut his hand, and he stared at Tang Yu, his eyes oozing incredible.

Tang Yugang held that sword, how alive!

What a taste of the Taoist solution!

No way!

He's obviously just an avatar!

"Sure enough, it's a compatible!I can't imagine it! I can't leave you today!" The Holy Mother of the Magic Mountain suddenly pointed to the black light that tore through the night sky like a long snake.

Fu Hanyu didn't have a sword in his hand, he came to his realm unhurriedly, anything could become a sword!

The right hand stretched out and spread to the palm, and as soon as the internal force appeared, it came out, and the lightsaber ushered in a black glow.

The Holy Mother of the Demon Mountain was eager to kill Tang Yu, "Fu Hanfeng, don't think I can't kill you!" "Okay. As she spoke, she suddenly got a pitch-black belt!

Great, it's a belt, a satin pattern for tying the waist!

The strength of her whole body worked to the limit, and a layer of soft silk suddenly floated in her hand, and every time she shook it, it hid the power of pitch black.

She roared, and the silk in her hand was like a whip, and suddenly twitched!

Just hearing the sound of popping in the air, a huge black air suddenly enveloped the ground, bringing an unparalleled momentum that overflowed!

As soon as Fu Hanyu's face changed, he went all out, all the staff were bathed in white light, and suddenly took out his internal strength to resist black.

The figure of the Holy Mother of the Magic Mountain shone brightly, and the silk in her hand suddenly became longer, like a rolling long cloud, and rolled down again.

"Quarrel?" "Well, it's my fault. ”

Lao Rao's voice suddenly came from a distance, although the sound seemed to echo in everyone's ears, which was terrifying.

The figure of the Holy Mother of the Magic Mountain shook, how uneasy.

"Don't drink!" "Well, it's my fault. ”

Everyone followed the sound, and the two old men each bounced to the side of the square with a bench and sat down.

Two old men, with obscene expressions, like an old man sitting on a bench and shining shoes on the street!

Suddenly, in Tang Yu's mind, this sentence seemed to sound in his heart, Wang Qingquan injected it into his heart, and the whole thing suddenly calmed down.

He looked back and saw two old men sitting there, nodding at him.

Tang Yu's body loosened and almost fell to the ground, damn it!

Oh, my dear grandfather, you must not force them at this time, they will not lie!

Dao Ye smiled at Tang Yu, suddenly his face was solemn and respectful, he took out two bottles of old wine, handed one to the old man sitting next to him, and the two collided and drank it.

The old man next to him looked as big as him, with gray hair, wearing green clothes, but he was fat, and his whole face looked a little round.

"It's better to drink wine than to quarrel, come on, brother, let's have a drink!" The old Taoist priest's face was pale, like a hermit swimming in the world, except for wine, no one would do that kind of thing.

The old man next door: "Brother, do we have a cup?" widened his eyes.

Dao Ye suddenly took out the glass from his chest, "Walking the rivers and lakes, swimming in the mountains and rivers, why didn't you take the glass?"