The champion of protecting flowers in modern times

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The sword song sounded, and Qinglian landed.

The light and cold swayed, and the birds soared to the sky!

Just saying "a group of egrets go up to the blue sky!" has already demonstrated its power, and eighteen birds are thrown into the sky, blood staining the sky in the dark night.

This is Henry Zhang's sword!

This is the Qinglian sword song that once again shines brightly in the world after Taibai Sword Master.

Well-deserved reputation!

It is sharper and more terrifying than in the legend!

You know, it was the group of people including Moji who just suppressed Henry Zhang, and tried to blow him up with a burst of energy. Unexpectedly, when the Qinglian Sword Song came out, it was invincible in an instant, and it was so sharp Unbelievable.

Even the moment before Qinglian was thrown down just now, Moji couldn't bring up any desire to resist and ran away directly.

Fortunately, the 'Egret' under his crotch did not soar into the sky.

"The terrifying Qinglian Sword Song..." At this moment, Moji's pupils were already widened, full of shock, his lips turned pale, and his face was also horrific.

Qinglian Sword Song, even in Jianzun's lineage, is a myth!

Now, there are faint signs of the myth reappearing.

Bang bang bang!

One after another bodies that stopped motionless in mid-air fell to the ground one after another.

The wailing sounds became one, rolling on the Great Wall in pain, trembling all over, with trembling arms trying to cover their lower body, but the heart-piercing pain made them dare not touch it for a while...

The greatest pain for a man is to be kicked hard by a bird, even if the bird is not big.And what is more painful than this is that you can only watch the birds fly in the sky, and draw a rather beautiful arc...

There was a burst of despair in their eyes.

Enduring the grief in his heart and body, he raised his head silently, watching his little brother's last journey with great reluctance...

Until the row of soaring 'egrets' disappeared and plunged into the dark mountains.

My heart was throbbing and painful, and the scream of ah finally couldn't help reappearing at this moment, what's more, I passed out directly.

Life is better than death!

Eighteen eunuchs were created with one sword. Henry Zhang's feat can be said to be unprecedented.

A figure in white fell gracefully on the city wall, holding a soft waist-shaped sword in his hand. The sharp blade was as transparent as white paint.No one dared to look directly at the flickering light.

The power of a single sword shook the Great Wall.

The white clothes are swinging in the wind, with a slight smile on his face, and an indescribable leisurely atmosphere permeates his body. His eyes sweep down, and there are figures in pain all over the place, and at the end, there is a body standing stiffly, with shocking pupils... …

"God Whip Gate, Brother Mo Er?" Henry Zhang raised his sword slowly, and the warm light on the tip of the sword was pointing at Mo Ji.

The indifferent tone, the casual raising of the sword, but there is no doubt that there is a strong provocative atmosphere.

Including provoking Moji and provoking the God Whip Gate!

The cold flash of the sword tip shot into Moji's eyelids. At this moment, Moji felt a sharp pain in his eyelids, and involuntarily narrowed his eyes, his face changed and flickered, flashing with strong fear.

It was also in the late stage of the two clouds of strength, Moji really couldn't muster the courage to fight against Qinglian Jiange.

"Henry Henry, tonight, count on you!" Mo Ji's face twitched fiercely a few times, and he gnashed his teeth and dropped this sentence.

Under the power of Qinglian Jiange, tonight, he had no choice but to admit defeat!

Looking unwillingly at Henry Zhang's direction, Moji snorted coldly, then turned around and started to leave...

"Wait!" Henry Zhang's indifferent voice came from behind, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, "I said before, you are allowed to go?"

Hearing the sound, Mo Ji paused, turned around slowly, with a gloomy and gloomy expression, "I want to go, do you dare to keep me?"

Even if I have to admit tonight that I have completely fallen into the hands of Henry Zhang, but Moji walks with his own pride!

I am the second disciple of Pingtong Xianzuo of the Divine Whip Sect, in the Yanhuang Ancient Martial Arts Realm, who would not give me some face?

Even if Henry Zhang is the remnant of Sword Master's lineage in front of him, dare to deal with the flourishing God Whip Sect at this time based on the Sword Master's lineage that has disappeared for a hundred years and survived?

Moji concluded that Henry Zhang did not have the guts!

Unless, he wants to let the sword master's lineage, which has just emerged, be strangled again!

Henry Zhang looked down at Mo Ji, with a peaceful expression, and suddenly smiled, and the sharp sword in his hand drew a sword flower in the night sky.

"You try to go?"

Moji's expression was light, and he couldn't help clenching his fist lightly, frowning and looking at Henry Zhang, his face was very gloomy, "What do you want?"

"Answer me a question." Henry Zhang spoke directly and quietly, and said slowly, "Jianzun's lineage, what school is it?"

Hearing the sound, Moji's face suddenly became more gloomy, and he glanced at Henry Zhang, "What do you mean by that?"

In Moji's view, Henry Zhang used the supreme skill of the sword master's lineage, so he must be a person of the sword master's lineage, and his status is definitely not light.However, he actually asked himself such a question.

Are you kidding yourself?

Henry Zhang raised his sword and looked at Moji with a cold expression, "You just need to answer my question."

Moji sneered without sneering, and looked back at Henry Zhang with cold eyes, "I only have one choice?"

"No, of course not." Henry Zhang smiled with a relaxed and bright smile, "You have two options, either, answer my question."

"Either... die on the Great Wall."

The tone was calm, but the killing intent suddenly rose!

Moji felt a chill covering his whole body, he shuddered involuntarily, his face changed abruptly, and the palpitating Qinglian sword song just now lingered in his mind, he couldn't help but subconsciously took a step back, his footsteps stabilized Finally, he looked up at Henry Zhang, took a deep breath, and his tone was still strong, "I am the God Whip Gate..."

"Whether you have a whip or not has nothing to do with me." Henry Zhang couldn't help but glanced at the 18 people who had no whips below, and then said in a vibrating voice, "The Great Wall is up to me tonight, you have no choice!"

"Humph!"

The long whip in Moji's hand suddenly cracked and exploded into the night sky, and anger burst out of his eyes.

"In that case, let me experience the power of Qinglian Sword Song!"

What Moji said was righteous and imposing, but in fact he didn’t have much confidence. What he only hoped was that after Henry Zhang used Qinglian Sword Song just now, his internal energy would be consumed too much, and it would be useless if he used it again now. The previous strength, or maybe, Henry Zhang was just stern, bluffing and trying to make things difficult for himself.

"as you wish."

At the same time Henry Zhang's voice fell, he suddenly flew out as light as a swallow, and swished out like a glider. His figure was like a swift in the night rain, and he struck out with a sword as fast as lightning.

The sword intent is derived, like an endless mountain range, with a thick and majestic aura.

When the sword light was less than three meters away from Moji's figure, all the energy in Moji's body burst out in an instant, and the long whip in his hand exploded, facing Henry Zhang's sword light in an instant .

Mo Ji knew that to deal with Henry Zhang, he had to give full play to his advantage of long weapons and keep Henry Zhang from getting close. In this way, the power of Henry Zhang's sword could be weakened to a certain extent.

Keng!

The sharp sword touched the long whip and made a crisp sound, and Henry Zhang's figure was temporarily blocked outside.

At this moment, Moji's eyes lit up slightly.

That's true!

Qinglian Sword Song cannot be used anymore!I'm afraid, using a Qinglian sword song must require a huge consumption of internal energy!

"Henry Zhang! You asked for this!" Moji's confidence seemed to come back all of a sudden, and he quickly shook the long whip in his hand with a grinning face, and the loud crackling sound swept the entire night sky.

"It's really asking for it."

Henry Zhang's figure volleyed with a long whip, leaped with the opportunity, and quickly passed above Moji's head. At this moment, Moji kicked his heart suddenly, and hurriedly returned the whip, chasing Henry Zhang like a shadow...

"Senior brother Mo Er?" Henry Zhang smeared a chuckle of anticipation on his face, "I really want to see, what will happen when the second child is gone?"

After seemingly muttering to himself faintly, the sword light in Henry Zhang's hand suddenly became bright and gorgeous, and a voice that Moji would never have dreamed of hearing resounded softly and vaguely...

"Qinglian Sword Song!"

Swish!

Mo Ji's face suddenly changed drastically, almost without hesitation, he turned around and ran away in an instant, and his figure flew out like an arrow.

The long sword flew upwards, and the light of the sword suddenly traced a brilliant trajectory.

The white clothes are like light smoke, disappearing in a flash!

The Great Wall seems to have no end...

Although Moji was running wildly, stabbing lights kept rising from his back.At the same time, Qingyou's voice slowly resounded in the ears, and the voice was getting closer...

"There are two peaks in front of the Golden Tower, and three stone beams hanging upside down from the Milky Way!"

The light of the sword is like silver, and the shadow of the sword is like the reflection of a peak, steep and sharp!

The endless sword intent completely enveloped Moji's heart. At this moment, Moji felt that his heartbeat seemed to stop early, and his whole body seemed to be completely locked, and there was no way to hide.

A frightened look appeared in his eyes, he gritted his teeth suddenly, and clenched the long whip in his hand.

Fight!

The moment the figure stopped, he turned around vigorously and swung his whip...

The expression on his face suddenly became still, because the white-clothed figure had suddenly descended in front of him, and Moji seemed to be able to feel the sting of the sword point piercing his heart...

At this time, another sword song sounded in my ears...

"The wind is warm and the sound of the birds is broken, and the shadows of the sun are high and the flowers are heavy!"

Swish!

It was the sound of a bird breaking.

The tip of the sword was stained with blood, and with a sudden swipe, another bloody mass shot up into the sky, circumventing a graceful arc and disappearing without a trace.

Moji screamed, his figure fell to the ground in an instant, his face was full of pain, and the long whip in his hand fell to the ground in an instant, his whole body trembled violently involuntarily, and he wailed loudly, "Ah!!!"

The voice is more mournful than that of a complaining woman.

The white clothes landed on the ground, the long sword was pointing at Moji's eyebrows, his expression remained unchanged, and he said softly, "Answer my question, otherwise, you can go see your second child."

Moji gritted his teeth in pain, feeling aggrieved all over his heart, and the cold sweat on his forehead leaked out along with the traces of sweat. He clenched his fists tightly, leaned over to look at his crotch, and suddenly felt a burst of blood rolling in his chest.

Painful!

Gritting his teeth violently, his eyes were full of resentment and he stared at Henry Zhang, "If you have the ability, you kill me!"

The tone is aggressive!

call out!

The cold wind blew past, and the surroundings were silent.

The sharp sword in Henry Zhang's hand moved sideways gently, and a drop of blood spread down, dripping down from the tip of the sword...

Right in front of him, Moji's eyes widened to the extreme, and the center of his eyebrows had been pierced, and blood flowed out...

"As you wish." Henry Zhang looked at Moji who was dying, and smiled very kindly.