The art of a thousand machines, giving the dead "living souls".

The snow-white python dragon on the surface of the Li River is undoubtedly a masterpiece of a thousand machines, the Xihai women's sword cultivation is dew, standing at the top of the tide of the Li River, condescending, the water buildings behind are piled up layer by layer, the treasure is strict, the oil paper lantern converges all the starlight within a radius of one mile, the wick sways like a soft moonlight, folded and hung above the morning dew, between this dim world and the world, it really looks like a big moon.

The Li River is boiling with hustle and bustle.

Dressed in white clothes and stepping on the river on tiptoe, after sweeping up, the robe behind him is not contaminated with the slightest moisture, and a column of water will suddenly explode on the surface of the river.

In an instant, seven or eight water columns exploded one after another behind the white clothes, and the whole person crashed into the body of the snow-white python dragon in an extremely arrogant, domineering and unreasonable attitude.

Liu Shiyi's finger slowly brushed the sword surface, and the wind and thunder howled.

The "swallow homing nest" condensed purely by the river water, although the original product is just a mortal product, and it does not use natural materials and earth treasures for forging and tempering, but if you talk about the sharpness, it is not comparable to the "Li River water".

Dripping killing, it's not non-existent, but it's too harsh, it's almost not used in actual combat, and it's impossible to see, it's the same as picking flowers and flying leaves and cutting off people's heads, it's usually used to erase low positions in high positions.

If it is not the white-clothed sword idiot Liu Shiyi who is standing on the Li River at this moment, but Lord Pei Min, he only needs to leave a drop of water in his palm, and he only needs to bend his fingers to pop out the drop of water, and he can do it with a dragon and stab a heart.

On the surface of the Li River, the tide is surging.

Macroscopic.

The snow-white python dragon, itself is only a small section of the Li River, after being shaped by the "Thousand Machines", it seems to really hurt the wisdom, up and down the body, has already given birth to dragon scales from the inside out, especially the dragon's back, if you look closely, you can see its subtlety and complexity, the more you look at it, the more immersive it is.

However, the "boom" on the surface of the Li River -

Liu Shiyi even took a sword and crashed into that snow-white python dragon!

A sharp roar of intensity and pain sounded over the Li River, and the thousand-year-old dragon of the ancient river groaned...... The snow-white python dragon that was endowed with the spirit by the Penglai woman's sword cultivation had a hideous face, and the roaring dragon chant was already burning and boiling on the river, and the dragon chant had not spread far away, and the huge python head, the dragon scales surrounding the body, suddenly flew out of a large area.

The finch returned to its nest, and the majestic old dragon on the river surface, a black line appeared in the center of his eyebrows.

Liu Shiyi's sword slashed through the center and cut it in half!

In the pupils of the Penglai woman, the water of the Li River exploded, and the shadow of the white clothes was getting bigger and bigger....... Then the wind and thunder were raging under the body, and the soles of the feet stepped on the tide of the Li River, relying on the reaction force, and shot like a strong crossbow!

Chaolu instantly drew his sword with one hand and pressed down!

The white cloak swayed upward.

"Jingle Bell-" A crisp sound like a bell, the Xihai woman's sword cultivation drew her sword as fast as a phantom, and the void and the white-clothed sword idiot "collided" together, the two of them froze in an instant, looking quite intimate "shoulder to shoulder", their eyes rubbed and collided.

But in the next moment, Liu Shiyi's "Yan Homecoming" swung from the bottom to the top, in the "click" stinging breaking sound, directly broke into a series of snow-white water droplets, and was directly smashed by the sword weapon pulled out by the Xihai woman Chaolu with one hand, and the whole body came and went faster, after the two shoulders collided with each other, the white-clothed sword idiot snorted in his throat, and his body was like a broken kite, falling heavily into the Li River.

Falling into the bottom of the river, Liu Shiyi held his breath, raised his head, in the middle of the river, the sword qi overflowed from the center of his eyebrows, and the posture of the robe falling gradually slowed, he looked at Chaolu from afar across the river, his expression was solemn, and he still didn't see it clearly when the other party hid the sword out of the sheath just now.

The moment when the two of them faced each other, there were many details hidden.

The female sword cultivator from the West Sea, it can be seen from the long sheaths of the two thin swords hidden on the left and right sides of the waist that she is good at making double swords, and the sword energy is stored but not released, and the emphasis is on killing when it comes out of the sheath.

Although he only drew his sword on the left side just now, he still won easily.

Dig deeper into the reason, it's not just that the victory is strong, and the starlight realm has reached the tenth realm......

More reason, is that the sword that was drawn out, the sharpness and the rank of the sword casting are quite considerable, and the "long qi" of one of the four swords of the Great Sui Qiang Mountain Zhenshan before a sword can be seen.

Just cut it at will, and directly cut the "swallow homing" pulled out by Liu Shiyi with the plastic water of the Lijiang River and cut it back to its original shape.

Asaka narrowed her eyes.

She stood high above the tide of the Li River, and the white clothes that fell into the river could not be seen clearly, but under the water, there was a faint undercurrent surging.

The wisps of sword intent are no longer hidden.

On the surface of the Li River, wisps of dark and tiny shadows emerge, shuttling like swimming fish, and the next moment the river surface is broken, like a waterfall and a mountain spring pouring up, thousands of finches flutter their wings, and wisps of sword qi are stirring up from the eyebrows of the white-clothed young man who fell cross-legged into the bottom of the river like an old stone.

The body fell into the bottom of the Li River like a black iron, and Liu Shiyi's hands fell silently on the dantian, forming the most ordinary "meditation" seal, and the Jianhu Palace taught the disciples to enter the meditation seal.

I forgot about things.

Kill with a sword.

The art of flying swords.

The center of the eyebrows was a touch of snow white, as if covered with faint frost, sitting alone at the bottom of the river, the white clothes had not been soaked, within three feet, there was constantly water vapor stirring and flying out, turning into a handle and a handle about two fingers thick, the sword light of the baby's arm's length accumulated into a lot, first hanging above the head, after the number of arrays reached the upper limit that Liu Shiyi could bear, it was no longer suppressed.

As a result, after the Li River was silent for more than ten breaths, there was a vast scene of countless "swimming fish" skimming out of the river.

The sword qi came out of the river, and it was magnificent.

The white-clothed sword idiot sitting at the bottom of the river seemed to want to lift a Li River and turn it into a rolling sword qi, so as to overturn the woman from the West Sea who stepped on the waves.

If he really reached the state of Nirvana, it wasn't that he couldn't do it.

Now it seems that Liu Shiyi is a little powerless, but after supporting three or four breaths, a large patch of scarlet red oozes from his lips, his face is withered and pale, and wisps of blood and ink overflow from the sealed hands sleeve robe.

But now the scene on the river is enough to be called "spectacular".

The Xihai sword cultivator woman who stepped on the tide of the Li River looked solemn, the oil-paper lantern behind her, the brilliance was no longer restrained, but completely outward, the big moon fell, like a peacock opening the screen, countless sword qi chiseled on the barrier stretched by the moonlight, emitting a series of fine gold and stone sounds that pierced people's eardrums, the oil-paper lantern, Zheng Zheng long, after the screen was opened, it was knocked by countless sword qi, and it has gradually bloomed into potholes, but it is still solid.

Originally, behind the morning dew of the woman in the West Sea, the layers of water buildings were piled up, but at this moment, the bottom foundation was taken away by Liu Shiyi, who was sitting at the bottom of the river, and the idea of suppressing it according to the general trend of the Li River was noticed by Liu Shiyi, so it fell short.

The woman was not annoyed.

The sword idiot sword qi that jumped out of the river was no longer a means that the so-called "Seven Realms" could exert.

The means of harnessing the sword, cutting the skull for thousands of miles.

Whether it is the Sword Lake Palace or the West Sea Penglai, there is actually no such technique.

Liu Shiyi is now sparing no effort to use this technique, she can catch it, but fortunately, Liu Shiyi's realm is not high, otherwise the outcome is difficult to say...... Chao Lu narrowed his good-looking eyes and stared at the white-clothed young man at the bottom of the river.

On the top of the white-clothed head, sword qi continued to shoot out, and the water condensed into a whirlpool.

Liu Shiyi's ability to control the flying sword shows that he has seen a certain big man who is proficient in "sword control" make a move, and may even have received guidance from the other party.

But she didn't know it...... Liu Shiyi didn't get anyone's guidance at all.

It's just that I've watched Pei Fu's sword raising a few times.

At this moment, in the distance, Ning Yi and Pei Fu, who were standing in the ups and downs of the Li River, stood with bated breath, watching the scene of thousands of sword qi jumping out of the Li River, with complicated expressions.

Looking back on the "fighting" of the two white-clothed people on the Li River.

After Liu Shiyi played Cao Ran's domineering artistic conception with "long qi", he fell into a disadvantage, he did not pick up the "long qi" that fell to the bottom of the river, but carried the water as a sword, and the swallow returned to the nest to cut off the old dragon of the Li River.

After the sword was broken, he sat at the bottom of the Li River, and the sword qi went out of his body, using the "sword to kill".

All swordsmanship, self-taught.

Some of them passed by the corner of Dasui, and they caught a glimpse of it by chance.

Some are the work of silent meditation and retreat.

This kind of understanding can no longer be measured by common sense.

Even the girl who is recognized as having a high level of understanding, when she saw this scene, she couldn't help but sigh softly: "Watching me use my sword to kill so many times, have you learned it?"

It seems that this is indeed the case.

Ning Yi pursed his lips, and recalled in his mind the intoxicated scene of wearing white clothes, holding a sword, and falling into contemplation all the time..... This scene is not uncommon, you can see it all the time, from Changling Mountain to Tiandu Mansion, from the waterfall spring to the yellow sand desert, Liu Shiyi has always been that Liu Shiyi, his sword is a minimalist "one", but this "one", the simpler it is, the more it contains.

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Countless sword qi shot out, angrily rushing at the bullfight.

The oil-paper lantern, the restrained starlight, was killed by a burst, the opening screen was like Huang Zhong Dalu, constantly shaking out a dull ancient sound, at this moment the shell was broken a line, a wisp of sword light drilled in, wiped Chao Lu's cheeks, the woman was expressionless, stretched out two green jade fingers, and directly clamped it.

The constricting qi of the oil paper lantern, under this burst of sword qi, really did not continue to converge the starlight, and the realm of the woman in the West Sea also slowly declined.

The surface of the Li River has returned to calm.

After countless sword qi shot out, the white-clothed sword idiot young man, with a pale face, sat at the bottom of the Li River, the river was clear, he sat on the dry earth of the riverbed, his fingertips were already scarlet, and blood and ink lingered on the fingertips of his sleeve robe.

Liu Shiyi raised his head.

The protection of the oil-paper lantern was as solid as a golden bell, covering the top of the person's head, and the flying sword qi could not be invaded.

The qi in his body has reached the point where the oil runs out and the lamp runs out.

Removing the oil-paper lantern, the realm of the woman of the West Sea is still firmly standing in the Ten Realms.

Chaolu let out a long breath, she lowered her head, looking at the white-clothed sword idiots who had emerged in an endless stream of many sword qi methods, and now it was visible to the naked eye that Liu Shiyi's face was haggard by three points, and it seemed that she couldn't even lift her fingers.

"It's over. ”

The woman from the West Sea spoke seriously, stretched out a finger, and pointed at Liu Shiyi, who was sitting on the Li River.

The oil-paper lanterns swayed gently, and the moonlight set off the tide of the Li River.

Da Jiang, who was originally easy to bypass the white-clothed sword-idiot boy, is surging at the moment, layer upon layer, condensing a big hand out of thin air, aiming at Liu Shiyi, and holding it fiercely!