World of Cultivation

The twenty-ninth section of the sword

"Can the brothers have heard of the empty sword gate?"

Two people in the mountains, each taking a green cow, accompanied by parallel. The two green cows are dark blue, the hair is smooth, the head of the horn is pure black, the posture is leisurely, and the movement is very smooth. The two figures on the back are stable like a meteorite.

"Oh, this time has been so rumored that it is not easy to hear it." The older man named Shi Xiang is a disciple of the Red Sword, and the other is his younger brother Liang Luo. The Red Sword Gate is also famous in the Dongfu area. The two talents are excellent. Although they are limited to age, they are strong and have a good reputation.

"Hah, yeah, it’s fascinating, I don’t believe it." Liang Luo shook his head.

Shi Xiang glanced at the younger brother and was very funny. The younger brother is all good, but his heart is too high. However, I can understand that the younger brother is ten years younger than him, but the two are similar. If the younger brother can be in a big martial art, it is estimated that there is no future.

"I saw it in the sword that night. It is indeed a vision." He said: "It can trigger the vision of heaven and earth. This person's understanding of the sword is amazing."

Liang Luo is somewhat dissatisfied: "It's a pity that you can't meet it, or you should study it well. Isn't it a happy life? I haven't heard of this empty sword gate. I don't know what the big deal is."

Shi Xiang smiled and laughed: "There is no low-key Jianmen in these years. The four Jindan masters are sitting in the town. Looking at Dongfu, it is definitely a first-class level."

"Four Golden Dragon Masters?" Liang Luo suddenly, some can't believe: "You haven't made a mistake with your brother. Is there only three Jindan masters in this door? Can he have four people without a sword?"

"Not bad." Shi Xiang gathered to smile, and his mind was heavy. The division of power around Dongfu has already formed a balance. Suddenly such a powerful martial art will inevitably affect this balance. Moreover, before the lack of empty swordsmen to keep a light, it can not help but make people think.

" Among the four, the strongest is the senior of Xin Yan. If it is not the predecessor of Tiansongzi who broke his identity, who can think of the "Ice Sword" is actually in our east. Dongfu has another powerful person. ""

Liang Luo couldn't help but ask: "Is this ice sword very famous?"

Shi Xiang smiled and said: "I have never heard of it before, but according to the predecessors, it is quite famous. He became famous in the slayer, and he was very murderous. There were so many demons that died under his sword."

Liang Luo took a breath of air. Being able to survive in the slayer is already a weak character. And being able to make a name in the slayer, it is definitely a powerful character, this basic common sense he still has.

At this moment, the two suddenly raised their heads and looked forward.

"A strong sword meaning!" Liang Luo looked moved, urging the young cow under his body, and saw that the blue cow that had just been swallowed had a residual image, and his figure had disappeared.

Shi Xiang was also a little surprised, and quickly urging the green cow, his body suddenly disappeared.

Zuo Mo only felt that the right hand with the golden sword ring was as heavy as a thousand, and every time he lifted an inch, he had to exhaust his whole body. All the spiritual powers of the whole body are like dislocated wild horses, not listening to the golden sword ring that madly rushes toward his right hand.

The gods are caught in a strange empty and quiet silence. The flames of the arrogant dance of the sea are like the body-building method.

The star that knows the sea is suddenly releasing a dazzling light and slowly turning.

Sitting on the tombstone, Pu looked up and glanced at the stars shining brightly on his head, laughing silently.

Zuo Mo never felt that the knowledge of God was so clear, and everything seemed to be in his grasp. As he knows, he needs to send out this sword immediately, otherwise the sword is very likely to explode in his body, and he will be blown up and bloody. Just as he can know, on the other side's flying sword, the uniform sword meaning, he can find at least seven flaws.

Yeah, he can't find other words to describe the word "flaws", he thinks it is just right.

It’s a wonderful feeling!

He is immersed and enjoys.

However, in the eyes of their little fruit, the brothers at this time are like a cold and chilly sword! Everyone who touched his scorpion could not help but tremble. The gentle, warm, black scorpion is now gray and indifferent, like a boundless snowy wilderness.

Liang Luo and Shi Xiang, who arrived, were stunned, and Liang Luo couldn’t help but exclaim: "Hey!"

Shi Xiang is more stable and looks more careful, but when he finds that the other side is not only the eighth layer of refining, he can't help but change his face.

Flying swords shrouded in the blue light, turned into a streamer, whistling to the left Mo lasing!

At this time, the left hand is like a slow-moving right hand.

hiss!

Like a monster in the fangs, it is different from the previous two broken sounds, sharp and ugly.

The temperature around it plummeted.

A white frosty sword mans, from the left Mo fingertips out of the hand!

Ping!

One green and one white two streams of light smashed together!

Without the violent collision in the imagination, the white swordsman released by Zuo Mo is like a mist, hitting the other flying sword.

The other side of the flying sword was stagnant and stiff in midair.

That person's face has changed dramatically!

Hey, the flying sword fell to the ground and motionless like a dead fish.

The weakness of the whole body was drained, which made him feel awkward, and the magical feeling was like a tide, and quickly retreated. However, before that, he saw his frosty sword mans accurately hit the position of the flying swordsmanship!

It was the most serious place where Zuo Mo had discovered the "flaws" before, and he subconsciously chose that as the target of attack.

Unfortunately, it is still not broken!

Left Mo has some regrets, but at this time the head is dizzy, and the plunge faints on the ground.

The female disciples behind them suddenly screamed.

The disciple who changed his face ran to pick up his flying sword, and when he saw the blade cracked, it was covered with cracks and he was saddened. Seeing the left Mo, who fell to the ground, all the hatred rushed into my heart, and I couldn’t help but yell at my own door: "Which group of wastes are you still standing there? Give me this **** guy!"

Other disciples are embarrassed, but they dare not go forward. Just left, I was brave, and the earthquake hit them. And they are not stupid, this time it seems to be a big trouble, this time jumped out, isn't that looking for death? On the weekdays, the little things that steal the chickens and touch the dogs, the elders in the door are too lazy to pay attention, but if they really hurt, and the other elders find the mountain, they will be miserable.

Seeing that my companion is not daring, the person who leads the head is not nonsense, and the face is carrying the flying sword toward the left!

Xiaoguo cried and slammed on Zuo Mo. The little apple face was full of fear, but he died behind him. Other female disciples saw each other and looked at each other and stood up.

"What do you want to do?"

"Under the day of glory, do you dare to commit crimes?"

"Tell you, Lao Niang has been holding you for a long time. OK, you have smashed the old lady! This time I don't find your elders' theory clearly, I tell you, the old lady is not a woman!"

......

I don't know if it's open. If you say a word to me, the momentum of these female disciples will look quite good.

Liang Luo, who was watching from a distance, also found clues at this time. He said: "He only has the repair of eight layers of refining? How can there be such a pure sword?"

"This is really a genius in this world." Shi Xiang could not help but sigh: "The refining period can have such a pure sword, the future is not limited! And this is the gold sword, but it can become such a cold sword. Mang, don't know which disciple?"

Liang Luo still couldn't believe it and looked at the left Mo.

He still can't believe it until now, a disciple of the refining period can have such a pure sword!

For a sword repair, the most important and most difficult thing to cultivate is the sword! When Jian Jian started practicing, he learned all kinds of swords and minds. After countless actual tempering, he gradually realized the sword. Sword can't be explained in words, only to comprehend itself. The sword repair that comprehends the sword's meaning can be regarded as a real sword repair. Even if there is no flying sword on hand, they are still unstoppable.

The sword is a watch, the spiritual power is the pulse, the true essence, but the sword!

The repair of the two men's coagulation period, but also did not just step into the threshold of the sword, but suddenly saw a disciple of the refining period, with a pure sword meaning, how can not be surprised?

Holding the cracked flying sword, listening to the snoring of the female disciples without the empty swordsmen, the face was white and white, and the color said: "All are giving me away!"

"Ah!" The female disciples who were just arrogant and arrogant suddenly screamed and panicked.

Only the little fruit is crying and crying to protect the left Mo.

The man was carrying a flying sword and roared at Xiaoguo with a look of disgust: "Get out!"

Xiaoguo slammed her to protect her left, and shook her head desperately.

"Hey woman!" The man was furious, and the sword was about to be cut, and the little fruit closed his eyes.

Hey!

Without warning, the man suddenly hit like a sledgehammer, and the whole person flew five or six feet and did not move.

"Under the broad daylight, openly murderous, which martial art are you?" A rather calm voice suddenly sounded behind Xiaoguo.

I saw two repairers riding a green cow slowly came over and spoke Shi Xiang.

Shi Xiang immediately shocked everyone, and the stupid people also understood that the strength of the other side is much higher than their level. Everyone was scared, but no one answered.

"Well?" Shi said with a disappointment: "Don't you hear me?"

At this time, a repairer came out in a war, and said: "I am a disciple of Dongqi Jianmen, rushing to the predecessor, **** it!"

Dongqi Jianmen, Shi Xiang and Liang Luo looked at each other and frowned at the slightest inconsistency.

Shi Xiang snorted: "When did Dongqi Jianmen actually arbitrarily harass other brothers and martial arts disciples? I should ask Zuo Meitian, is he just disciplined disciples?"

The name of Zuomei Tian suddenly made everyone's face change dramatically, showing a frightened expression.

"Go! If you make another crime! Hugh, I am welcome!" Shi Xiang waved his sleeve and made a deduction.

The disciple of Dongqi Jianmen quickly took their brother, and even left with a roll.

Turning his face, Shi Xiang looked at the group of female disciples and said warmly: "Don't worry, this little brother is just exhausted by his spirits. It doesn't matter. Which martial art are you?"