The induction between peerless masters made him feel the power of Shaodian. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

You can see it in your eyes, but you can't lock it in your breath. Standing on the city wall, it is obviously full of flaws, but it makes people have no idea where to start.

I'm afraid that the moment the sword is drawn, he will be killed by this person.

Unexpectedly, I thought that my swordsmanship had already been practiced to be unparalleled in the world, but I didn't expect that before I met the strongest in the world, I almost broke my wings.

Unexpectedly, he was invincible all his life, but when he saw the enemy for the first time, he had the idea of retreating.

It's really a disciple of the Sword Saint. Before he reached the peak, he was willing to fall, but he was afraid that he would not be able to advance in swordsmanship in this life.

What's more, people die after all, and it is rumored that the kings of Zhou in the past dynasties are as powerful as gods who have descended into the world, but now they have also turned into dry bones and rotten.

In life, you can get an opponent who can do your best, even if you are buried here, you will die without regrets.

The eyes of the snow-clothed man gradually ignited a strong battle intent: "I thought that I was already invincible in this life, I thought that I had practiced swordsmanship to the realm of transformation, I thought that I had already used my sword to prove the Tao, at this moment, when I met a character like Your Excellency, I knew that I underestimated the heroes of the world." Ziyuan, a second-generation disciple of the Western Qin Sword Saint, hopes that Your Excellency will teach you" As soon as the words fell, the snow-clothed man gave a salute in the air. Then he took his sword and attacked again.

What does it matter if you can't lock the qi machine, what does it matter if the divine mind can't sense it, as long as it still exists in this heaven and earth, there is nothing that cannot be killed. If you become this heaven and earth, I will cut it off.

But his heart was uneasy, and the breath of the snow-clothed man climbed to the peak again.

This sword stabbed out, it was the concentration of the spirit of his whole body, a sword stabbed out, dignified and impartial, a sword stabbed out, like a meteor falling from the nine heavens in the daytime.

In an instant, the light shines directly as if the Eastern Emperor Taiyi is coming in person!

This sword is no longer a mortal sword technique, this sword is close to the Tao.

Although Shaodian didn't dodge, his original expression was as indifferent as water, and he also made a little waves. I thought that only magic could be cultivated to such a realm, but I didn't expect that a mortal with a physical body could also cultivate to such a realm.

Almost beyond the realm of the earth, into the realm of heaven.

Shaodian raised his hand and pointed at the tip of the snow-clothed man's sword. The powerful power of the spell instantly roared along the sword body, but the powerful sword aura of the snow-clothed man could not stop it in the slightest. The countless pasts of the snow-clothed people are presented one by one in Shaodian's heart, the suffering of his youth, the unwillingness of his youth, the hard work of stealing teachers to learn art, and the pain of practicing swords by the river, until 、、、 huh?!

There is actually a shackle in the memories of the snowcoat man as an adult, locking all his memories as an adult, and once he tries to read it, it will inevitably alarm the person who set the seal.

The snow-clad man just flew in the air, like an insect frozen in amber, and all the perceptions of the outside world were disillusioned in his heart, and he could no longer feel the slightest thing.

The whole body suddenly tensed, and the internal force in the body could not be mobilized at all. Gradually, even consciousness is about to be frozen.

Sure enough, I was sitting in a well and watching the sky, before coming to Hojing alone, the master was right: to cultivate one, you must know that there are people outside the world. Blindly indulge in the illusion of invincibility, and there will eventually be a time when the illusion will be shattered.

At this moment, the snow-clothed man is like a newborn baby, kneading by Ren Shaodian. He couldn't put up any resistance.

The hooves of the horses in all directions shook, and at this moment, the armor soldiers of the four battalions outside the city had just arrived. People roared and neighed, and flags were waving. Shaodian turned his head to look at the several guards who were kneeling outside the inner wall in fear

Alas, I can't imagine that in the past few years, I have been obsessed with cracking the mystery of Jiuding with the king, but I forgot to supervise the situation of this pickaxe. Look at this jumbled army, look at the corpses strewn all over the ground. It's just an ordinary master who hasn't stepped into the heavenly realm yet, and he actually has to bother him with this great sacrificial wine to take action in person.

I just wanted to have a seizure, but I heard bursts of crying in the distance, and the people who lost their relatives in the city were trying to pull through the ruins, trying to rescue their relatives buried in the ruins.

Alas, this account will be calculated later.

Shaodian glanced at the entire army outside the inner city, this is the army of the Great Zhou, the army of the Great Zhou that dominated the world back then.

The old guard helped Rui Duwei, who was injured internally, and looked at the silent sacrificial wine on the city wall in awe.

Poof, Rui Duwei sprayed a mouthful of blood on the placket. It was the sound of this mouthful of blood that made the godly Shaodian look at him.

Shaodian frowned slightly, and raised his hand to draw an esoteric symbol. Time suddenly stood still, and gradually, the whole scroll began to roll back. The blood on the ground returned to the body, the fallen masonry flew back into the air, the men and horses in the city retreated, and the wind and snow flew again.

After a while, the entire Hokyo regained its appearance before the battle, and all the dead people also returned to the way they were before the snow-clothed people entered the city.

Rui Duwei's distressed expression when he just snatched the wine gourd from Lao Wei's hand, suddenly became a little weird, suddenly touched his face, hammered his chest, and looked at the gluttonous third who should have been cut into two sections. this

The old guard also looked at him in horror, and the soldiers around him, some were dazed, some were shocked.

Is this the power of the Great Sacrifice Wine of the Terrans? It can surpass the power of time! Everyone turned their heads to look at the inner city wall. But the figure in red was missing. It's as if everything that just happened was a dream.