Chapter Ninety-Two: The Failed Swordsman

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Qingyunzi looked at the smoke rising again in the distance, and the corners of his mouth showed an unbelievable smile, below him, there was a middle-aged man who looked very ordinary, and the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth showed that he had just been beaten by someone, Qingyunzi said coldly: Your disciple is very good, you actually take my Qingyunzi's disciple as a random thing, and beat away one after another. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The middle-aged man looked at Qingyunzi, this beautiful man is not a person, he is still in retreat in the back mountain, hoping to break through the realm of Sanhua Gathering, but it is only a moment's effort, this person appeared in the retreat place, at first he thought he was a thief, and he was ready to send him to see the king of Hades with a sword, who knows, he was beaten with one move and had no power to fight back, and his dignified sword hall master actually failed so much, who is this person, now he knows, it is the power provoked by his own unsuccessful apprentices.

It's not that the immortal cultivators themselves haven't killed them, but they're just some demonic demons, and their cultivation is not in the stream, and the man in front of him is the real immortal!

Boom - there were voices from other places in Chudu, but it was not that Chen Xiaomo and their fight scene was too big, but that someone was making trouble, and it began to change above Chudu, and it was printed with fire all over the sky, as if it was going to dye this sky red into blood. On the side of the Falling Dust Pavilion, the battle of the swordsmen has also entered a white heat.

In the surging sword qi, the two swords clashed, the pure yang rose to the extreme, and the swordsmen who had trained countless days and nights finally showed their edges, and the blood-colored sword blades shone in the world, shocking the world.

Jian Jiu held the sword, and the blood was reversed, like a god descending from the nine heavens, descending to the world. The blood-colored sword qi opened the way, the murderous aura was overwhelming, the battle situation between the swordsmen, the color of the heaven and the earth changed, the moon blossom added to the body, and Bai Mo forcibly opened the heaven and earth, the amazing swordsman actually forced Bai Mo to use all his strength to block the sword move, for the sake of Qing Li behind him, he couldn't retreat.

A body of spiritual power burned, the sword changed out of the wind and clouds, and the radius of a hundred meters turned into a sword domain. The sword blade was handed over, the sword light was completely different, the extraordinary swordsman fought, the sword power was reversed, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of blood.

The blood flowers opened, blooming in a poignant place, Chen Xiaomo, who was as brave as a god general, his sword was stained with blood.

Jian Jiu~ was shocked, and said with a smile, it was really extraordinary, swinging the sword, the blood light rose, slashing through the night, tangible but murderous, and killed.

Sword Twelve also gathered thousands of sword qi to join the battlefield, and for the sake of the senior brother, he couldn't care about the glory of the swordsman, and the supreme sword qi was forced to move forward. The swordsman kills the game, starts again, the boundless sword energy, and the world is powerful.

The sound of the sonorous confrontation rang in his ears and in his heart, Chen Xiaomo sneered, to bully more and less, Chen Xiaomo was angry, and it was endless again and again, if it weren't for the lack of a suitable heaven and earth spiritual object, he would have turned into a foundation long ago, and killing these two people was like stepping on an ant.

The pure yang on the sword overflows, like the first ray of sunshine in heaven and earth. Jian Jiu stepped forward, and the blood-colored electric light on the sword was agitated, and the thunder that was dozens of feet vertical and horizontal tore apart one piece of land after another. There was a violent shock, the two swords clashed again, and the dance of the swordsman's life bloomed once again between heaven and earth, at the moment of battle.

The shocking killing game, flawless, and flawless, made Chen Xiaomo unable to get out. In the battle, Chen Xiaomo took out his sword, and between his breaths, he drew out the remnant sun, the scorching sun returned to his body, and he turned into a sword immortal, and the terrifying combat power shocked the swordsmen again.

Outside the battle, seeing that the figure of the brave and peerless in the battle was suppressed step by step, the distressed Qingli Lihua looked at Bai Mo with rain, Bai Mo smiled bitterly, he played long-range consumption by himself, and Bai Mo's hand hesitated again and again. The scorching sun appeared, opening the world, Chen Xiaomo on Qingyun Mountain, peerless Tianjiao.

However, the domineering side leaked, and the peerless sword move was blocked by the extraordinary two swordsmen, Chen Xiaomo turned around and swung the Aoki in his hand, slashing the hidden kill of Jian Jiu carrying the killing machine.

"Drawing Swordsmanship" Sword Twelve drew his sword, the sword qi dragon roared, and the sword qi in the stretch of several zhang turned into an invisible dragon, walking secretly in the night sky, drawing swordsmanship at great speed, rushing towards Chen Xiaomo. Seeing this, Bai Mo stepped forward to block the move, flipped his palm to call the wind and rain, and the golden light converged, the boundless wind and clouds swirled, and the spell broke the dragon, rolling towards the invisible stegosaurus.

The spell of moving mountains and reclamation is surprising, and the white foam that comes out with all his might, but he has a new understanding of the Five Elements Technique, Jian Twelve was stunned, and the man in front of him actually blocked it, since this is the case, it is no wonder to me, I really don't want to kill innocents indiscriminately, but this is what you forced me.

An Ling listened to the report of his subordinates, and suddenly felt uneasy for Jian Jiu, and Luo'er's beautiful face suddenly flashed in front of him, and he became more and more sure in his heart, Chen Xiaomo must die, she smeared Jian Jiu's sword with the incurable world poison, so she didn't believe that he Chen Xiaomo was not dead, this was what his father got from a demon path poisoner, and a drop could make the whole city empty.

In the sound of the explosion, Sword Twelve rushed by, the cold light on the sword illuminated the heaven and earth, and on the other side, the white foam stepped up, the wind and clouds moved, and the thunder light helped the ice spirit.

"Tian Yuan Po" saw the twelve solstice of the sword, the white foam moved instantly, the palm of the hand was full of light through the heaven and earth, and the spell Canglong appeared in the world, and greeted it. The rumbling and earthquake-like collision sounded, and before he could breathe, Sword Twelve swept in again, and the white foam retreated quickly, not wanting Sword Twelve to turn around and swing the long sword, and the blood was dazzling.

"Uh" With a muffled snort, the corners of Chen Xiaomo's mouth, who was turned around and attacked by Sword Twelve, burst red, and the blood flowed red again, and the white clothes were dyed red again, Aoki danced, and made a strong counterattack. "The beginning of the world" opened the sky with a sword, and a sword opened the ground, like a flood reappeared, a sword close at hand, and it was too late for Sword Twelve to dodge.

Jian Jiu staggered up, took a sword for Sword Twelve, snorted, took a few steps back, and dyed the sky red with a mouthful of blood. Sword Twelve retreated, wanting to draw the sword again, Bai Mo was angry, the magic weapon in both hands was like not asking for money, instantly extinguished the sword qi, strangled Sword Twelve, thunder extremely fast, in a blink of an eye, the evil god Thunder was born, fast to the speed of the world, with supreme power, wanting to strangle the fallen sword.

Draw the sword to meet it, the same extreme speed, the sword intent of a sword to seal the throat, the only sword at the peak, in a vain attempt to suppress the white foam. The white figure under the dark night, naturally extraordinary, cultivator, swordsman, white foam, has cultivated for twenty years, and the qualification of seeing it once in a hundred years, but it surpasses all the Tianjiao of the same sect, and Ling Li is the only one.

The road to immortality, talent, perseverance, and tempering, he has to be favored by heaven and has extraordinary talents, however, the experience of the day after tomorrow has changed the choice of pride. Thirty or twenty years, from the beginning to today, Bai Mo can't be defeated, he can't be defeated, he can't die, he doesn't dare to die, if he dies, the master will be disappointed, and Qingli will cry, so he can't lose, the swordsman, a dignified battle.

The divine thunder that fell from the nine heavens destroyed the heavens and the earth, and the swordsman and the sword were one, turning into thousands of sword rains, and quickly killing white foam.

Chen Xiaomo held the blood-dripping Aoki in his hand, his face showed indifference, the annoying creature of the swordsman in front of him, he was pretentious, so he was going to kill them to repent.

The proud Sword Twelve, who pulled out his long sword and tore apart the spell Canglong, was blasted out by the Heaven-Turning Seal, the broken ribs snapped, and the fallen swordsman he lost, and a spell ice dragon accompanied by thunder light, straight towards Sword Twelve.

Jian Jiu, who was pierced by Chen Xiaomo's sword, his heart was dripping blood, he was too willful, Chen Xiaomo looked at Jian Jiu, you still want to go, Jian Jiu roared, the torrent of sword qi poured wildly, Chen Xiaomo's body had countless wounds, Jian Jiu got out, looked at Jian Twelve, waved a sword, blocked the killing ice dragon, Chen Xiaomo sneered, the sun is just beginning, and the pure sun is shining.

Well, Jian Jiu, who was injured again, turned into a bloody man, and the swordsman was extremely fast, taking Jian Twelve and hurriedly leaving.

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