Pay attention to this detail TaBaFeng, Yuwen Wujia and others sneer at in my heart.
In their view, the big man in linen is already a dead man at this time!
"Huh?"
The hemp-clad man felt something, and his eyes turned and fell on the swordsman in black.
The swordsman in black made him feel a strong crisis!
This man is terrible!
It is universally acknowledged in the field of repairing the truth that the sword is the most terrible!
The most powerful Sect of sword cultivation in the wild mainland is the sword Sect of the Nine Schools of Xianmen.
Ma Yi man Zeng Jianzong Tianjiao fought against this black swordsman, which made him feel even more horrible than Jianzong Tianjiao!
Even so, Ma Yi’s footsteps did not stop.
If you want to compete for Zhu Guo, you must push everything forward with thunder, and you can’t hesitate to let others react!
"Where do dogs dare to get their hands on Wan Nianzhu!"
The swordsman in black hasn’t made a move yet. On the other side, the heavenly sword Zong Tianjiao was the first one who couldn’t help cursing. One person walked with the sword and instantly killed the linen man.
See Tian Jian Zong Tianjiao’s hand. The black swordsman’s eyebrows are slightly wrinkled. The right hand on the hilt moves slowly again.
Hum!
The sword trembled and generate shone brilliantly.
Five spiritual lines flashing swords burst into powerful fighting gas, which seems to pierce all things in the world!
Perfect spirit!
Looking at the stab to the sword linen man narrowed his eyes.
His only scruple is the black swordsman on the other side.
But at this time, the black swordsman took two steps back to show that he didn’t want to cut the heavenly sword and join hands with Tianjiao.
Hemp man can rest assured that the long knife in his hand will turn to meet the stabbing sword and strangle it.
Whoops-
The blade crossed the virtual ring again, and it was scary to cry as if there were ghosts.
"Carving insects!"
Tian Jian Zong Tianjiao sneered at his wrist, and the sword shook and contended.
Bang bang!
Jian Ming generate did his best to suppress the ghost crying instantly, and the ghost was torn and cut into several pieces.
Chapter five hundred and fifty Grab Zhu Guo
Intersection of sword and sword
Ding-dong!
On the battlefield, Mijingo’s crossfire sounded and sparks flew.
Duantian Sword Sect is the only sword-repairing Sect in the ten gates in the northern region, and its town’s Zongjian Dian "Duantian Thirteen Swords" is well-known in the whole field of repair.
It’s often painful for opponents to be blocked by the thirteen swords that cut off the day just after pushing.
When the Thirteen Swords are cut off, they will soon fall into the wind, which is difficult to reverse.
But Ma Yi’s look remains the same. Calm down.
This long Dao seems to have spirituality in his hands, and its exquisite cutting method is not even in cutting the sky. Thirteen swords still faintly occupy the wind!
"This kind of knife method …"
Bai Yu cold big frown.
In her eyes, Ma Yi’s saber technique is more subtle than subtle!
Every time the cutting angle is extremely sharp, the trajectory can be found, such as the antelope hanging horn trace.
And the knife is deadly!
Bai Yuhan stared at the linen man’s knife method for a while, but in a trance, terrible scenes emerged in front of him!
There are ghosts!
There is a river of blood!
There are many bones!
There are walking dead!
Hemp clothes around the big fellow seemed to be a piece of purgatory, where several evil spirits and bones struggled and roared.
Bai Yu cold look painful charming body trembled.
Bang!
Bai Yu cold feel shoulder was heavily pushed a whole body a shock to wake up.
Before you know it, she has broken out in a cold sweat.
"This knife method is terrible, unlike the right way, but it can affect your mind. Don’t stare!"
Mudongqing sound qi
Bai Yu cold nodded a palpitation.
Being outside the battlefield is still the case. She actually imagined that it would feel like this to intercept the heavenly sword in the battlefield.
When!