The moon rises out of the clouds, and the moon rises out of the clouds again!

Whether it was Zhou Song, who was a famous and upright person, or Jiang Bai, who was now the head of the righteous path, he couldn't help but feel a little palpitating when he heard this name again, and his eyes naturally went towards the moon. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although the clothes are a little naïve, the material and format of the clothes are extremely atmospheric and mature, and Yueqiyun is much more handsome than ordinary people, so at this moment, everyone looks, even if they see a literary boy with a long piano standing elegantly in front of him, the corners of his mouth seem to sigh and smile, and he has an extraordinary bearing.

What a pianist Mr. Tsuki, a good month Izumo!

Even though Jiang Bai saw that the moon was not pleasing to the eye, he still felt emotional, and if it wasn't for the moon and the clouds to notice it, I am afraid that after tonight, his Heavenly Will Alliance would be completely destroyed by the imperial court. There are many masters of the Heavenly Providence Alliance, but no matter how many masters can compare with thousands of troops. One joy and one evil, Jiang Bai only said that he had two grievances in his heart, but how could he swallow this breath for Ye Wuxiu, who had been laid out for a long time tonight.

"Kill!"

A cold word floated through the corner of Ye Wuxiu's mouth, and as soon as the words fell, he saw a strong man in black behind him leap vigorously towards the moon. The strong man was burly, and the sword he held in his hand was even wider than an ordinary sword, and with the power of falling in the air, he was about to split the moon out of the clouds.

If this sword was implemented, it would naturally be impossible for Yue Izumo to survive, so when the giant sword slashed down in the air, Yue Izumo stepped a little under his feet, and gently floated backwards on the tip of his right foot.

"Boom"

The heavy sword slashed into the air and landed, smashing a pit into the bluestone ground under his feet with a loud bang. Everyone present was shocked, from this sword, you can see how heavy the sword in the hand of this strong man is, but it can be seen that he does not drag the mud and water with the sword at all, and even has a faint sense of ease and agility, which shows that his swordsmanship is obviously not comparable to ordinary people in the rivers and lakes.

"What a fast heavy sword!" exclaimed as Moonrise stood steady across from the strong man.

Ye Wuxiu's pupils shrank, and he exclaimed: "It seems that I still underestimate you, I can avoid such a sword, it seems that your martial arts are not as bad as I imagined." ”

The smile on Yue Izuyun's face was still the same, his left hand was behind him, and his right hand was spread forward, as if he was about to make a move.

"I said that if you want Fengming Qiuwu, you can take it yourself, if you don't believe it, what can I do. Although this brother's swordsmanship is pure, it seems that if he wants to kill me, he still seems to be a little hot. ”

"The yellow-mouthed child speaks wildly!"

When the strong man heard this, he shot again, and this time his deceleration was even a few points faster than Fang Cai's. Yue Chuyun didn't hesitate to jump lightly to dodge in advance, but his right hand fell on the hilt of the Qiu Wu sword on his shoulder at some point, but before Qiu Wu came out of the sheath, Yue Chuyun saw the cold light in front of him disappear a little, and at the same time retreated from the giant sword in the hand of the strong man.

A sword shocks, no one knows how such a sword technique is practiced, and it will make the person who uses the sword feel like a majestic aura born from heaven and earth when he uses the sword. The sword king, the lord kills, but unfortunately although Yue Izumo understands this, the king in his heart has always been the king of the gentleman, and the sword in front of him is also the king, but it is the king's king.

"The first style, the snow. ”

He was also dressed in black, but the miserable white long sword in his hand made Yue Chuyun see clearly who made the move, not who Qin Langge was! The low groan in his mouth seemed to tell the name of this sword, and the name was Drifting Snow, and the sword momentum naturally turned into a thousand miles of snow.

Jianlu Taixu Peak, the top of the mountain is covered with snow in all seasons, Qin Langge has been following Lin Langzhao to learn swords, and naturally he has been living there, so Qin Langge is most familiar with the snow of Taixu Peak, which does not melt all year round, and the skull is awe-inspiring.

The snow is as light as a feather, and this sword is called Drifting Snow, which is naturally inspired by Qin Langge from the snow of Taixu Peak. A sword came out, as if it caused thousands of miles of clouds to cover the sky and the sun, and even made the entire arena faintly give birth to a chill. Yue Chuyun was shocked by this sword and opened his mouth wide, along the way, how could he have seen Qin Langge perform such an amazing sword technique!

If Yue Chuyun has a heart, he can naturally look at Qin Langge's strength assessment through the system, and when the time comes, he will definitely see that there is an extra question mark behind Qin Langge's strength assessment at the moment.

"Sword Artistic Conception!" a Chaoyang Pavilion disciple behind Zhou Song couldn't help but let out an exclamation!

But who knew that Jiang Bai, who was thinking about Qin Langge's sword class carefully, had a solemn face, and then sighed softly: "It's not sword intent, it's Dao realm!" Who is this young man's disciple, he actually entered the realm of sword dao when he first came out of learning swords, who is so bold to let his disciple practice swords like this, and he is not afraid of not going mad at all!"

Of course, he is not afraid of going mad, because if the person who taught him swordsmanship has a comprehension of the sword, even the grandmaster of the second rank of heaven and earth cannot compare with him. Mrs. Zheng San smiled leisurely.

Jiang Bai suddenly realized: "Sword Monarch! No wonder, I'm afraid that only the Sword Monarch in the whole world can come up with such a first-inverted cultivation method." As he spoke, he then looked at Qin Langge, but saw that Qin Langge's sword brought up the aura of the surroundings, and it actually condensed an inexplicable momentum on the long sword in his hand, although Forget Jue looked a little thin, but at this moment, the momentum on Forget Jue's body in Qin Lang's singer was no less than the heavy sword in the other party's hand.

The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow!

Yue Chuyun suddenly remembered the poetry of the great man for some reason, and then reacted instantly in his heart, and was even more shocked by Qin Langge's swordsmanship at the moment. Yue Izumo doesn't understand swords, but the source of the sword moves can be seen from the swordsmanship in the hands of a swordsman, which is enough to prove the swordsman's kendo perception.

The Tao is very good, the name is famous, the name is not famous. Melt all things into a sword, seemingly deviant but secretly in line with the rhyme, this is a trick that can not be fathomed by the sword, but also a move of the most perfect sword, if you want to break such a sword, unless you first break the sword in the Tao. The moon rises and the clouds are enlightened, this river and lake is not the kind of rivers and lakes where swords and swords come and go as he imagined, but a rivers and lakes with a martial arts level far beyond his imagination.

The long sword volleyed out a little, and he couldn't see any purpose and move, just like the person who used the sword did it easily, but such a convenient move completely shrouded the strong man in front of him. A little bit of sword light is like snow flying in the sky, and you can clearly see the trajectory of the sword, but you want to take it but find that the trajectory of this sword has become unpredictable. This sword is very fast, so fast that even Jian Twelve, who is also a sword master, can't help but admire, there are skills in the rivers and lakes to be able to shoot so quickly, don't think about it, everyone present knows in their hearts that if Qin Langge or walks out of the capital today, there will definitely be a place for him in the rivers and lakes in the future.

The first style, drifting snow, this sword lives up to its name, the snow is as light as nothing, but the snow can crush the branches of the tree overnight. This sword is called Drifting Snow, naturally like the snow on the top of the Taixu Peak, you can never see its trajectory clearly, and you can not find its accumulated power bit by bit, and when you suddenly find that the next sword is unavoidable and unstoppable, then this sword can no longer be stopped, like an avalanche, destroying and decaying, crushing everything in front of you.

It's a sword, but it's impossible to tell how many swords are in it. Qin Langge put away his sword and returned, and as the heavy sword shattered like solid ice, a blood mist erupted between the strong man's throat, and then he lost all his strength and slowly fell.