"How is this possible!"

Cui Yan's face was pale, although he was holding a long knife in his hand, the knife momentum had already been raised, and the vitality had been fully instilled in the knife momentum at this time, and it was impossible to suddenly look back at the defense. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seven swords!

The speed of the flying sword is definitely beyond anyone's imagination.

He is sure that he can block the first flying sword, and he is also confident that he can withstand the second flying sword, the magic weapon of the Ink Armor Army, Yin Yang Protection, can also block the third flying sword, and he can even rely on the strong physical body under the fourth flying sword, to ensure immortality.

But he couldn't withstand the fifth, sixth, and seventh swords!

A thought of life and death.

Although Cui Yan couldn't understand why so many flying swords suddenly appeared, and the flying swords were awe-inspiring and full of murderous energy, he had obviously been preparing for a long time. But between life and death, he was no longer allowed to have any chance to hesitate.

"Give me back!" He couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar, the dantian Linghai rumbled at this time, and the vitality turned to the knife momentum, thinking that he would rely on his brute force to pull back the knife momentum that had already been slashed.

But the water is already difficult to collect, not to mention the knife momentum that has been cut?

But Cui Yan relied on his strong vitality and the strong physique that he had forged since childhood, and he simply withdrew this heavy knife momentum, ignoring the blood marks on his hands, the blade turned around, and he directly cut off the first flying sword.

"It's so strong!" Lu Bai's eyes narrowed slightly, he looked at Cui Yan who was already crazy in the distance, his eyes were deep, and he didn't hesitate at all, his right hand flexed his fingers slightly, and the remaining six long swords, like psychic, slashed directly at Cui Yan.

The sword intent is awe-inspiring, there is autumn frost, and the whole world has a sense of twilight.

Cui Yan's sword momentum had fallen at this time, and there was no way to cut out the second sword, and he did not hesitate in the face of the flying sword that had already swept rapidly.

Shedao,

The dantian qi sea roared, the vast vitality swirled around his body, and Cui Yan used his own hands to firmly sandwich the third flying sword that was rapidly swept between his palms.

Autumn will kill, the awe-inspiring sword qi blurred the flesh and blood cut by Cui Yan's hands, and the blood dripped down from the sky and smashed on the dry bluestone slab on the ground.

Both hands, already unconscious.

Not only that, Cui Yan's eyebrows have also been covered with a shallow layer of hoarfrost.

Autumn is dyed, and it vaguely seems to be constantly weakening his vitality and eating away at the vitality in his body.

This is the autumn killing sword intent, it is not only the sword qi that is powerful, but the most important thing is the autumn twilight in the sword intent, which can continue to eat away at the vitality and consume people's fighting spirit.

Cui Yan's hands were blurred with flesh and blood, and he only felt tired at this time, and he had a feeling that the river was declining and the hero was twilight. He raised his head, and the white frost at the two sword eyebrows was like an old white eyebrow, as if he had suddenly aged by more than ten years.

Autumn is terrifying, and the white frost is like snow.

This is a process of state of mind, so that in the autumn twilight, he seems to have lost his fighting spirit, and he is not in high spirits, only the kind of "Wu Hook has been seen, the railing is all over, no one will, and the ambition has not been paid, and he has grown old.

He felt this artistic conception, and suddenly felt like crying in his heart.

Young and promising, he has been talented since he was a child, and he has been in the early stage of his photography before he is thirty, and now he has joined the Yin and Yang Family's Ink Armor Army, which can be described as a real future.

But that's the case, he really doesn't want to die, he is unwilling, he still wants to impact the Five Realms in the future and glorify his ancestors.

How can you die like this if your ambition is not rewarded?

But at this moment, the fourth flying sword had already fallen down, autumn white frost, this sword became more and more powerful and the sword intent was pure.

A sword is better than a sword.

Cui Yan raised his head, his eyes were full of unwillingness, he looked at this flying sword, and his heart was turbulent, and there was no way to bear it, so he no longer hesitated. He slowly opened his mouth, and two rainbow lights swept out directly from the dantian, one black and one white, with a powerful aura circulating, constantly intertwined with each other, like a Taoist yin and yang fish.

"Yin and Yang protection, the Yin and Yang family is really wealthy, and they can even send such a body protection magic weapon to the Mo Armor Army. Zhao Sanxing, who was in front of the star-picking platform, looked at this two-color yin and yang fish, and suddenly sighed with emotion: "It's just that don't underestimate Lu Bai, the 'chaotic' ancient sword in his hand is not an ordinary mortal." ”

"That sword should actually be the 'Chaotic Desire' ancient sword of the Shushan Sword Pavilion. Su Ke's eyes were deep, she looked at the seven flying swords, and said: "The flowers are gradually becoming charming, the seven flying swords are originally a 'chaotic desire' sword, it seems to be true and not true, it seems to be false and not false, but it just completely blinds the eyes of all beings." ”

"It can completely blind the eyes of all living beings," Zhao Sanxing leaned on the building to look at the sword, and suddenly sighed with some emotion in his heart: "There may be only the Shushan Sword Pavilion in the world that can create such an ancient sword that confuses all living beings." ”

Just like Lu Bai thinks, this chaotic sword is not very powerful, but it is a sword with a very story.

Plausible is not true, plausible is not false.

Even in the face of the Yin and Yang Family's body protection magic weapon, the fourth flying sword did not have the slightest fear, and the sword qi cut vertically and horizontally, directly smashing the Yin and Yang Protection, although it was so, but as Cui Yan expected, the Yin Yang Protector just blocked the killing of the fourth flying sword. But it was followed by the fifth flying sword, the sixth flying sword, and the seventh flying sword that remained still.

Cui Yan felt that he was about to die, and he suddenly wanted to cry out with some discouragement, but the man's backbone made him hold back again, endure his grief, and look at the fifth flying sword that had already fallen with his eyes.

This is still the sword intent of autumn white frost, and the killing intent is awe-inspiring.

"Stop!"

"Don't mess around!"

"If you dare to touch him, be careful that your entire academy will be buried together!"

Before the ancient sword fell, there were more than a dozen roars full of anger, which suddenly sounded. A terrifying vitality filled the entire world.

"Brother, save me!" Cui Yan was overjoyed when he heard this, as if he saw a glimmer of life.

Lu Bai raised his head, only to see the sharp hawk roar of the white eagle in the distance, which had already reached here, and its wings spread out, carrying more than ten monks with the same ink armor long knives, directly swept through the vast sea of clouds and flew towards here.

His eyes were calm, and he naturally knew the friendship between them, and at this time, Cui Yan was about to die, and they naturally would not sit idly by.

What a brotherly relationship!

But what does that have to do with me? You are brothers, we are only enemies. You want me to stop, don't you think it's a little ridiculous?

Mr. Lu Bai's face was expressionless, his eyes were only calm, looking at more than a dozen figures that were about to arrive in the distance.

He no longer had the slightest hesitation,

The wide sleeves were raised slightly, and his right hand shook and pointed at the seventh flying sword, which was the real 'chaotic' ancient sword.

It is no longer fake, it is a real ancient sword.

Lu Bai did not choose to use the fifth sword, nor did he choose to use the sixth, but directly used the most powerful seventh sword.

autumn is strong,

This is the real autumn, as if the whole world has passed in time, and the autumn is frosty.

"Don't!" Cui Yan exclaimed loudly!

But Lu Bai didn't hesitate at all, the flying sword was wrapped in autumn and flew in the twilight of the white frost, and the sword edge was awe-inspiring, until Cui Yan's throat swept by.

Autumn is scattered, the hoarfrost is not there, only human heads fall from the sky.