Grasping Evil

The onlookers in all directions held their breath, and many of them were repaired as unfit, and they could not even bear the sorrow of Yunshan.

Lu Yu boarded the cloud head, but his eyes were blind, but his heart was bright.

He couldn't see the face of Ning Fan, but he could feel the bone age of Ning Fan, who was very young, and the emptiness of Ning Fan's horrible sword...

In the face of Ning Fan, even if Lu Yu displayed the technique of Jianguang incarnation, there is no grasp of victory.

He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the clouds, and the clouds of hundreds of thousands of miles suddenly trembled and there were countless cracks.

A golden light shines from the cracks in the sea of ​​clouds, and it scatters out, forming a sword of Jinyun in the palm of Lu Yu.

The sword of Jinyun is a sword of a spell. There is no sharp sword front, but it is strangely swaying the world.

But see Lu Yu's wrists shaking, Jin Jian swayed, suddenly pointed to Ning Fan Jianmang, Yunhai immediately rolled up!

"The clouds of heaven and earth are all my swords! The trend of the soft clouds can be the town!"

In the days of countless clouds, there were sudden changes in the trend, turning into the momentum of the mountains and the sea, and the head of the Ningfan suddenly slammed down.

The emptiness of the film was crushed and shattered, and an unusually heavy pressure of pressure hit the whole body, making Ning Fan breathe a little hard.

His gaze was a slight glimpse, and Lu Yu’s sword was a sword of the general trend, which was very similar to the nine steps.

Although the clouds are soft, the softer the softer the sword, the more masculine swords and swords.

Lu Yu continued to shake the swordsmanship, and Zhou Tianyun became stronger and stronger.

At the beginning of Yunshi Town, it was only the momentum of the monks.

But as the cloud surged, Ning Fan’s heart was illusory, as if the town was not a stream, but a broken old monster!

Under this vast cloud, Ning Fan seems to be as heavy as a mountain, and the bones begin to sizzle and fall to the cloud.

Lu Yu is still shaking his sword. The cloud is still improving!

Perhaps it will take a long time, Lu Yu can lift the cloud to the momentum of the broken two heavens, and will completely injure Ning Fan and suppress the cloud head!

This is also the ability of Ning Fan to block the current cloud by the flesh. If other smelting, even if it is a monk, it will be seriously injured by the cloud and fall into the sky.

"The weak sword is strong, the soft sword is just like this... This Lu Yu's sword is indeed extraordinary, but even the broken monk does not want to force me. Lu Yu can't do it!"

"Nothing is a sword... The sword of the general trend is not unbreakable!"

Ning Fan’s eyes are sharp and warlike, and the whole body seems to have turned into an ancient sword, hanging high in the sky!

Under the heavy cloud, Ning Fan’s sword is shining, and he takes the first step forward!

This step is like stepping on the heavens, oscillating a wave of waves of heaven and earth!

This step is clear, but it seems to be in the hearts of countless monks around, so that everyone can look at it!

Ning Fan at this moment. It seems to be above and above the heavens and the earth, there is a momentum that can not be ignored!

After this step was taken, the cloud of the mile of a hundred miles suddenly shattered, turning into a strong wind sweeping the eight seas!

Lu Yu was surprised. He suddenly found out that his sword of the cloud is being broken by Ning Fan a little bit!

It should be noted that the sword of this cloud is in harmony with the situation, and it has been repaired by Lu Yu for thousands of years. Can suppress it!

Even if it is an ordinary monk, it is difficult to break the Lu Yuyi sword.

But Ning Fan only took one step and broke his soft cloud sword!

The weaker the sword. The sword sword that you have is often stronger!

The sword of the soft cloud is weak, so the cloud is shocking.

Ning Fan has no sword in his hand, and there is a sword in his heart, but the trend of no sword is better than the soft cloud sword!

This nine-step sword is a kind of sword that is out of nothing!

"When the old man encounters a sword repair in his life, he can comprehend the admirer. There are only three people. One is the white-sworded sword god, the other is the Zhoujia three elders, and the other is a sword that meets by chance. This is the fourth person!"

When Lu Yuzhen was inexplicable, Ning Fan’s second step had already stepped down, and the sea of ​​clouds collapsed!

The third step is to collapse the clouds!

The fourth step is to collapse 100,000 miles!

In the fifth step, Lu Yu’s hard work and hard work have been completely broken by Ning Fan!

Ning Fan kept on the pace and stepped out of the sixth, seventh, eighth and ninth steps.

With the ninth step, a sword rises to the top at this moment.

With Ning Fan’s understanding of the general trend and the reality, the power of stepping into the sky is even more terrifying.

At this moment, there is no sword in the hands of Ning Fan, but because there is no sword, the sword has reached the peak that the refining monk can touch!

In the heart, a little flash of light flashes, and Ning Fan is stunned... He feels himself at this moment, and can control all the low-level flying swords that resist the magic of the gods... regardless of the enemy!

"The sword of heaven and earth, listen to me!" Ning Fan's eyes flashed in the eye, suddenly a command.

The vast swords swept across hundreds of thousands of miles in Yunshan! Only for a moment, all the monks around Yunshan, but all flying swords are trembled.

With Ning Fan's intention, 100,000 low-ranking monks' flying swords or stuns out the scabbard swords, or broke free from the storage bag.

Some people's flying swords in the place are all stunned by Ning Fan's sword!

Hundreds of thousands of flying swords swept across the sky, and the sword light was like a rainbow, shocking the whole world!

"The palms of the sword! Su Yihou actually took the sword and the body, and ordered Wan Jian to serve!"

"Even if it is a broken sword, it is not necessarily that everyone can order Wan Jian. Su Yi Hou is not a broken monk, but he can order Wan Jian. This is simply incredible!"

Lu Yu scalp numb.

Although he was blind, he could not see the spectacular scene of Ning Fan’s slogan, but he felt the sword of the sword.

His soft cloud sword is no match for Ning Fan's swordless sword!

His Jianguang incarnation is also difficult to resist Ning Fan's next blow!

"Small void sword!"

Ning Fan raised his hand and pointed 100, the low-end flying swords of 100,000 were all broken, and turned into an illusory ink-colored sword.

On that day, he secretly learned the technique of the little emptiness sword of the ghost, but he could never comprehend the perfection.

But at this moment, he ordered Wan Jian to faintly touch the only way of the small hollow sword.

What is a small hollow sword? Command the Void, for my sword, can be a million monks!

"drop!"

Under one finger, the 100,000 Void Swords hit like a torrential rain, which made Lu Yu's face change.

His sword avatar can block ordinary damage, but so many empty swords can be nothing. Even his incarnation can't stop this blow!

But this step can't be retired, not afraid, because... he is sword repair!

If you are embarrassed, then this life can no longer cling to the sword!

"The old man was born in the rainy world. When he was ten years old, he went to Jianmen. When he was 100 years old, he was trying to meditate and repair his sword. He was self-destructing his eyes. From then on, he was a sword, and his heart was not dusty... nine thousand years, nine thousand years. The road to repair. The old man is alone, losing too much, but the sword has never been lost..."

"The sword is here, the man is! The sword is defeated, the person is dead!"

Lu Yu looks like crazy, shattering the sword in his hand, suddenly slamming the sword, and behind the red sandal sword 匣 嗤 地 地 , 激 激 激 激 激 激 激 激 激 激 激 激 激 激 ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Refining the emptiness is illusory. Broken and imaginary is the imaginary imaginary... This sacred red-gold flying sword is a vain martial art, but there is a sacred power in the sword!

That trace of immortality is the dedication of Lu Yu’s nine thousand years!

This sword is called ‘爱愚愚剑’, which contains the martial arts of Lu Yu’s life!

Lu Yu’s Kendo talent may not be as good as others. But the madness of the sword is that Ning Fan, Yun Tian decided to flow can not be compared!

He raised his hand to the idiot, and the sword slammed, and the sword swelled. Jianguang scored two points. Two points four, one hundred thousand, thousands of Jianguang and turned into a giant shadow of thousands of red gold turtles. Hit the 100,000 Void Sword Light!

boom! boom! boom!

A path of the Nether Sword is turned into a smash, and a head of red gold turtle is broken!

The tortoise was wiped out, but the emptiness of the Jianguang was still left, turning into the sea of ​​Jianguang, and drowning Lu Yu.

The whistling sword light oppressed the group and the breathlessness, the only thing that can stand in the sea of ​​clouds is Ning Fan and Lu Yu!

Ning Fan Li as a rock, waved the town to a circle of Jianguang, a tribute, looking at the vain sword.

In the shadow of the sword, Lu Yu did not retreat in half a step, but was seriously injured, seven bloody!

His last style was finally defeated in the hands of Ning Fan!

But at least his kendo, but did not lose to Ning Fan, he kept his own step, no back!

"Cough... Cough... The old man is defeated, but the old man's sword is not defeated..." Lu Yu breathed and suffocated, but the old face was smiling.

It is a happy thing to be able to defeat the sword repair like Ning Fan.

It is a matter of happiness to be able to hold on to your own kendo.

"Your strength is not weak. If I have not broken through the question, I may not be able to win you." Ning Fan said frankly that although his Tao is different from Lu Yu's kendo, he has a little respect for those who are obsessed with the Tao.

"Oh, Su Yi Hou magical is amazing, the old man lost his heart and take it orally... This will take Suqian to go to the mountain to watch the rain monument."

Lu Yu’s voice just fell, and suddenly, five angry voices came from the sword.

"Little foolish, you are really weak, and we have been guiding you for swordsmanship for many years, but we have lost it to this person, and we have lost our face! Oh, my older sister will not ignore you anymore!"

"Hey, the second sister ignored you!"

"Hey, my three sisters don't care about you!"

"Hey, the four sisters don't care about you!"

"Hum hum..."

"Don't listen to her, she is stuttering, she wants to say she is not ready to care for you!"

"From today, we don't want you, we have to find new people, oh, goodbye!"

laugh! laugh! laugh!

Five swords of different colors flew out of Lu Yu’s sword, and the speed was too fast. No one could see what was in Jianguang.

Lu Yu smiled bitterly, although these small ancestors Jianwu was high, but his mind was like a child, and now he saw him lose to Ning Fan, fearing that his heart is not lost.

Thousands of years ago, Lu Yu, who had just glimpsed the emptiness, found these little ancestors in a certain ancient sword repair.

Over the years, without the guidance of these little ancestors, he is absolutely unable to cultivate the magical power of Jianguang.

However, these little ancestors are also quite entangled, often tossing Lu Yu.

Lu Yu looked at the five swords that had left, and he was fortunate and lost.

Fortunately, no small ancestors have tossed themselves since then.

What has been lost is how many thousands of people get along with each other.

However, I saw that the five swords suddenly turned in the direction, and turned to the place where Ning Fan was.

Lu Yuyi, is it true that these little ancestors saw Ning Fan’s swordsmanship and high strength, and are they ready to take Ning Fan as a pet toss?

"this is!"

Ning Fan looked at the five swords that came from the whistling, and his eyes were shocked.

Ordinary people can't see what is in the sword light, but Ning Fan sees it!

That's five little gimmicks with a thumb size!

The five little hoes were dressed in gold, blue, blue, red, and yellow, and they were all eyebrows. They looked like eleven or two years old, with thin wings on their backs and angry faces.

"This is...Sword Spirit! And it is not the sword spirit of the ordinary flying sword, the lowest is the sword spirit of the fairy sword!"

If the sword is spiritual, it is the sword spirit.

The ordinary Feijian sword spirit is the spirituality of the flying sword itself, but the sword spirit of some swords can take out the flying sword and self-shape.

These five sword spirits came to the forefront, and Ning Fan had no time to ask Lu Yu about the origins of the five sword spirits, and suddenly he was alarmed.

But seeing the five thumb gimmicks, the little girl in the golden dress suddenly has a small handcuffs, and a vast sword is scattered from his small body!

"Hey, Xiao Yuyu lost to you, we will not lose to you! Be sure to show you good! Swordsmanship of the void!"

Hey!

Ning Fan’s body suddenly appeared innumerable Jianguang, and the void suddenly broke open, and the scenery in front of him changed.

In a moment, he disappeared into the vast sea of ​​clouds and appeared in an independent cave space.

The golden robes are small in size, and the magical powers are not small, so they can use the technique of the sword and the emptiness...

The scorpion emptiness is very similar to the smashing sorcerer's palm-opening hole. It is a spell that opens up the hole. In general, only the broken sword can repair this skill...

There is no mana flow in the golden robes, but it can be used to smash the virtual...

Successfully, Ning Fan broke into the space of the cave. The five little gimmicks all showed a smug smile, fluttering thin wings, flying to five directions, and surrounding Ning Fan.

"Hey! You have been surrounded by us, you can't escape! You defeated Xiaoyuyu, we have no face. The big sister will cut you three hundred swords to punish you!"

"The second sister cuts you five hundred swords!"

"Three sisters cut you seven hundred swords!"

"Four sisters cut you nine hundred swords!"

"Five...five...five..."

"She is stuttering, she wants to cut you a thousand swords!"

Ning Fan’s eyes are condensed, and he feels a weak sense of crisis from these five little gimmicks... There is also a strange sense of familiarity...

The five little gimmicks are the swords and swords. Although they are not cultivated, they can only be squandered by the sword and the sword.

If the five little hoes are combined, they are afraid that even the old blame of the ruin will be temporarily avoided.

These five little gimmicks are powerful, but it is still impossible to cut him.

"What is your relationship with Lu Yu? What is the relationship with the Temple of Heaven?" Ning Fan asked with a smile.

"Hey! We have nothing to do with Xiaoyuyu. He is our pet, but now we are lost! As for the Temple of Heaven... What is it, haven’t heard of it?" Five little girls are proud .

"It has nothing to do with Lu Yu and Hao Tian Temple. I have not even heard of the name of the Temple of Heaven..."

Ning Fan’s eyes are a smile, so, no one will have any opinions on these five swords.

Sword spirit is a good thing... It is sent to Feijian, which can improve Feijian Shentong. It can also help to sharpen Feijian and improve the power of Feijian.

Some sword spirits have some mastery of swordsmanship from the former masters... If these five sword spirits are fairy swords, I don’t know if there are some high-level swordsmanship in the palm.

And these five sword spirits are not small, if they are conquered, they can also play some combat power.

He even dared to catch the messengers, and the five swords and swords in the district were counted.

"You, come back to me!" (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!