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(2nd Update)

With a sword, the world changes!

The grass and trees swayed, the sun receded, the clear sky instantly became overcast, and the autumn wind whistled, with a cold to the bone.

Nangong Congyun is a wood cultivator, and he has a special understanding of the way of vitality, and because of this, he has realized his own Kurong Dao heart, and this exclusive twenty-four qi festival shocking sword seal.

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Sou!

The long sword was drawn again, and the golden sword mark that surrounded his body rolled into a long river of golden fallen leaves, and blasted towards Huo Zizi.

There is no pretentious politeness, and the first to strike.

The fire is free to step on the fire clouds and clouds, and when he sees the long river of fallen leaves rolling in, he laughs.

"Brother Nangong, don't take out this old method and be embarrassed!"

Huo Zizi shouted, and the hand trick flew and pinched, and the two of them had fought when they traveled before.

The onlookers only felt that a flower in front of them had lost the shadow of fire, and they saw a white sun, rising into the sky, burning with white flames.

The heat wave is rolling in!

Nangong Congyun just made the world fall into autumn, and the fire directly caused the world to burn, the grass and trees turned to ashes, and the void was burned violently!

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Whew-

The whistling sound, and the flowers in front of everyone's eyes were again, and in that round of white sun, two huge flame hands reached out and slapped towards the golden river of fallen leaves.

Bang bang –

The sound of explosions finally rose.

This one is endless.

It is the earth that shakes the mountains.

It is that the sun and the moon have no light.

The golden and white points of light in the sky exploded, and the onlookers only felt that the valley below was as dazzling as if huge fireworks had exploded.

The air waves are rolling wildly!

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This confrontation has always continued and has not changed.

"Master, why didn't Nangong's predecessor change his move, his hand was obviously free to follow. ”

In the eastern direction, someone whispered to the monk beside him.

The monk asked, the old man's appearance, the realm is actually in the early stage of mortal transformation, and he doesn't know which sect he comes from.

As soon as this question came out, many puzzled monks nearby looked at it together.

The old man's eyes were like torches, and he said lightly: "Nangong Congyun's move is not the previous one, you look carefully, is the fire hiding on the edge of this round of scorching sun, is it burning more and more black smoke out?"

When everyone heard this, they looked carefully, and sure enough, it was so.

"Senior, what does this mean?"

Someone asked, puzzled.

The old man said: "Nangong Congyun's method, the most clever place, is not in the sharpness of the sword mark itself, but in the unknowing, swept away the opponent's vitality, Huo Zizi thought that he was hiding in this round of day, he could dodge, but as everyone knows, in the eyes of Gao Ming Mu Xiu, even if it is this round of white sun where he is hiding, there is also vitality." Those black smoke are the proof that the vitality of this round of life is passing. ”

"Oh-"

Everyone nodded suddenly.

"Nangong Congyun's understanding of the path of withering glory has taken a big step forward, and now, it is not him who should change his tricks first, but - the fire is free, otherwise the power of this flame he cultivates will be greatly reduced!"

The old man said again with determination, penetrating the situation.

When everyone heard this, they admired it and at the same time, their spirits were greatly lifted.

In other directions, there was also a sound of discussion, and the monks of the Panxin Sword Sect had deep pupils and expressionless faces, and they seemed to be very confident in their own sect master.

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"Brother Nangong is smart, I underestimated you, my White Yang Demon Fire, it seems that it should be discarded, then please Brother Nangong, take me again and try it!"

Really!

In the daytime, there was the sound of fire.

When the voice started, it was already a supernatural change.

Bang!

The sound of explosions, booming.

That round of white sun exploded directly, and a red figure jumped out of the fire, holding a magic weapon burning with blue flames and a bone-like shape.

Swish!

A burst of lightning rose in the air, and the white bones smashed towards Nangong from the clouds.

The face is hideous, and the eyes are fierce.

This change of trick is like the birth of a ghost!

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What's even more terrifying is that it is still behind, the golden leaf sword mark, before it has touched the body or white bones of the fire, was burned into nothingness by the blue flame.

Bang bang –

Nangong fell from the ground under the clouds, and it collapsed even more strangely, cracking, and the soil fell wildly towards the cracks in the ground. 【Qu】

However, Nangong Congyun himself was still calm, as soon as the long sword was collected, thousands of golden fallen leaves came back, surrounded himself, and then the long sword was a little longer, and the new sword mark flew out.

This sword mark is snow-white!

Flying like snowflakes in the sky!

The even colder bone-chilling land swept away, the earth froze, the Hanhai Sea dried up a hundred feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds were bleak and condensed.

The twenty-four festivals are shocking to the sword seal - heavy snow.

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Nangong Congyun's eyes were like electricity, and as soon as he picked up the long sword, he saw that the snowflakes flying all over the sky were connected into crystal clear ice picks, and the hole shot into the sky!

The heavy snow, which is colder than the autumn equinox, is not only cold, but also more devouring vitality.

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Bang bang bang –

Another explosion is steep!

Both of them came up with new methods, but soon they were indistinguishable again and continued to change their tactics.

With that white bone, Huo Zizi changed into more flame powers, rather than simply smashing around.

And Nangong Congyun made his twenty-four qijie astonishing sword seals all over again.

Autumnal equinox.

Heavy snow.

Winter solstice.

Stinged.

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The sword seal changed, like the cycle of the four seasons, and the heavens and the earth also showed a different scene, but they were immediately burned to ashes.

The changes in it dazzle and dazzle those who look at it.

Both of them have made a lot of preparations for this battle and pushed themselves to a higher realm.

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Hundreds of miles away.

"Fight well, fight well, this kid was born to learn the way of sword seals!"

Fang Junmei clasped these hands, stood on the top of a small hill, and looked at it from afar, looking at it with relish, sighing and admiring, and his eyes were full of satisfaction and smile.

This twenty-four qi qi shocking sword seal, even he saw it for the first time, and this is exactly what he wants to see - the prosperity of the way of the sword seal.

I believe that in addition to Nangong Congyun, there are also a lot of kendo monks who have already created their own sword seals.

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Boom –

After two teas of time, the situation finally ended with a loud explosion.

All kinds of light and shadow, exploding in all directions!

Nangong Congyun took half of his body with blood and fell towards the crack in the earth, as if he had been injured a lot.

"It doesn't matter if you are spring, summer, autumn and winter, you will be burned to ashes under my dry blue bone fire. Nangong Congyun, he still doesn't admit defeat, when will he wait?"

The roar shook the sky.

In the direction of the sky, Huo Zi's slender body swelled up as if it was inflated, becoming even more majestic than the volcano line, looking down at Nangong Congyun angrily, and smashing it with white bones!

The blue dry blue bone fire, outside his body, was burning, condensing into a huge mountain shadow with a radius of nearly a thousand feet, with a crushing momentum!

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"Senpai, be careful!"

"Brother Nangong!"

"Sect Master!"

On the side of the Terran monks, they were all shocked and shouted, and even the monks of the Panxin Sword Sect couldn't calm down.

Fang Junmei in the distance, but his expression was relaxed, and he had already caught that Nangong Congyun's gaze was still calm and serious, without a little panic.

"It's not just this means, bring out your real strength!"

Fang Junmei muttered to himself.

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"Don't worry, my Four Seasons Song Sword Seal has been completely completed. ”

Nangong Congyun suddenly smiled slightly, and also opened his mouth to mutter, as if he was responding to Fang Junmei.

The cultivators were stunned when they heard this.

The next moment, I saw Nangong flashing away from the clouds, and the long sword in his hand was mysteriously attracted in the void, and there were colorful sword marks, which shot out.

More and more, bigger and bigger.

Whew-

Between heaven and earth, there were even more inexplicable voices.

The sound, as if the spring wind through the bamboo forest, was full of vitality, but in an instant, it became the sound of the summer rainstorm hitting the plantains, sonorous and powerful, and after a while, it turned into the sound of the autumn wind, and a moment later, it was the sound of the cold wind whistling.

Sound in your ears!

Everyone who listened to the scene was immersed, and even their minds began to fluctuate and pull strangely, as if because of the sound of the four seasons, the emotions of joy, anger and sorrow also began to spread in their hearts.

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Bang bang –

Behind him, the sound of explosions has risen again!

The endless multicolored sword marks, like butterflies fluttering away, completely submerged the fire, as if they were going to bury him, and attacked him madly.

The sound of screams came from within.

Looking at this scene, the Terran monks' side was once again in high spirits.

"Fire is free, still don't admit defeat?"

Someone shouted.

The voice fell, and it was a chorus of echoes.

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"How can it be!"

As if stimulated, the center of the multicolored sword seal erupted into a beast-like roar.

Bang!

The sound of the explosion roared, and the multicolored sword seals that attacked, as if they had been counterattacked, suddenly flew upside down, splashing in all directions, revealing the figure of the fire in it!

The clothes were long gone, and the blood was dripping, but the body was obviously a little more inflated, like a deformed Roshan monster, and the two copper bells stared viciously at Nangong Congyun in the swimming!

At this moment, it seems that a new round of counterattack is coming.

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"I'm talking about complete completion, Fire Sect Master, and look at my move—the final change!"

Nangong Congyun said calmly at this moment, the sword mark is still coming, and between heaven and earth, the sound of the four seasons is still whistling, but it seems that something has changed.

"The singing of the four seasons is different, it's not a cycle, it's a confusion and reversal!"

Immediately there were perceptive monks who began to shout.

That's right!

The sound of the four seasons was still repeating itself just now, but now it has become chaotic, as if the four seasons are reversed.

With the change of sound, it came together, an explosion of the bombardment, an explosion against the current, as if the original god exploded by itself.

The colorful sword prints, while blasting towards Huo Zizi, also rolled into each other, and just outside Huo Zizi's body, they launched a crazy self-explosion.

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