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Han Yang has a long sword in his hand. There is a crevice in the surface of the blade. The crack is becoming more and more obvious. From it, the blood red light flashes, as if a red blood river is flowing, and the black fog is lingering, and the blade is gradually invisible. The red light that faintly flashes. △↗

Zhao Mingxiu felt that the connection between him and the Red Air Sword was completely interrupted. The sword and swords contained in the Red Air Sword also disappeared. Only a very different black murderous sword was left in front of him.

Han Yang looks calm, holding a long sword with black light shining, slanting a sword, and throwing out the green sword that is still in the air.

Zhao Mingxiu caught the sleek green sword of Jianguang, biting his lip and staring at the black sword in the hands of Han Yang.

She can feel that Han Yang did not push the full force, and even suppressed the power of the savage sword, otherwise it is possible to break the green sword.

"A good sword." Han Yang looked at the black sword that was still trembling in his hand. This trembling was not caused by the confrontation with the green sword, but the red sword was still fighting against the sword. Control, but this tremor has become more and more subtle, and soon disappeared.

However, Han Yang solved the prohibition of the fierce sword, and the black light dissipated. He retreated to his right hand like a tide. The red-empty sword re-visited the day and did not wait for it to be chaotic. Han Yang threw the red-empty sword back into front of Zhao Mingxiu.

Zhao Mingxiu did not take the opportunity to attack the sword again, but the complicated complex recovery of the red sword.

"Offended." Han Yang arched her hand and said quietly: "Zhao Daoyou, Cheng."

Zhao Mingxiu closed his eyes and re-raised the Red Air Sword and the Qingxu Sword. After a long while, he said bitterly: "I am not as good as people. Han Dao is friendly."

The sword is fierce and strong, and her red and green swords are not fake, but Han Yang almost catches the red sword with empty hands. The gap between the strengths of both sides has been fully explained.

Han Yang smiled slightly and looked at Zhao Mingxiu with great interest: "Zhao Daoyou has been modest. But I just played against you, but it made me sure of one thing. You are too imaginary in the kendo, and it really blends with the sword of the mountain." A little bit of mystery."

"After my family's ancestors hit the mountain with the sword of the mountain, the elders of the ancestors of the ancestors, Yu Yuan, have gone to the mountain.

Zhao Mingxiu nodded calmly and did not deny it. Although this matter is too illusory, it does not take the initiative to publicize it, but it is not a matter of confidentiality. It is not known to the accident community.

Han Yang smiled and shook his head: "The road to Taixu is really extraordinary."

Lushan’s sword is a sword, concealing the truth and spreading his sword to the world, then feeding back his own fairy sword, carrying the Jiandao Zongmen of the Shushan sword, and being castrated on the road to the top, even if there is more inside the gate. The genius Junjie is also awkward, and at a certain height, the harder and harder to try to break through. The more you contribute to Xiantianjian, unless you have completely abandoned your own roots.

However, the Taixuan view of the celestial swords is the result of the immortalization of the swordsmanship into the system of the Taoist system.

Before the birth of the Tao Te Ching, the Taixu Avenue was indeed worthy of the top-notch Daofa classics in China.

No need to fully integrate. Just choose your own needs and let your own kendo take it to the next level.

At the moment, Han Yang was still repaired in the Jindan period, but he already had a lot of eyes on the kendo. Naturally, Zhao Mingxiu is limited to repairing. For the kendo that is too illusory, it is only a matter of understanding.

There is definitely a martial art inside the imaginary view to understand the existence of a stronger and stronger.

Zhao Mingxiu's eyes look at Han Yang's right hand: "Are you just a magical spell or... or your sword? There is no real form?"

Han Yang’s gaze has once again become calm, and the sharp color has disappeared. His face has reappeared with a lazy smile: “My sword is absolutely savvy, but I don’t really have a real shape, but as long as I touch it, it can be turned into The savage form of the sword."

"No matter the size or shape, anything can be done, but it is very good. I have not yet practiced the realm of everything as a sword. Therefore, it is better to use the sword-like thing as a basis."

In the inner world of Shenzhou Ding, the turbulent aura of the storm gradually subsided, and the landscape of heaven and earth resumed again. The mountains and rivers and the land of vegetation reappeared.

Han Yang hand stretched out, a large tree in the distance, a branch broke in the air, flew over and fell on his right hand.

It is ordinary to pass a branch, ordinary ordinary people can break with both hands, but Han Yang's right hand is black and light, and the dense black pattern spreads to the surface of the branch to wrap the branches.

The next moment, the shape of the branches has not changed, but the surface of the black light flashes, cracking a small gap, the fierce blood flowing in the gap, a stunned air, breaking the void around.

An ordinary and fragile branch has become an extremely powerful Yuan Ying period implement in Han Yang.

However, Zhao Mingxiu can feel it. At the moment, Han Yang’s sword is fierce, although it is fierce and terrifying, but it cannot be compared with the time when the red sword was eroded.

Han Yang turned the red-sword into a fierce sword, and the power was almost the same as the combination of the sword and the red sword.

Although Zhao Mingxiu does not feel the existence of the Red Air Sword, the powerful power fluctuations are obviously stronger than the present.

The sword of the red-sword sword is fierce. It can be said that the pure lethality and destructive power have surpassed almost all the Yuan Ying period instruments, exceeding the limit that can be reached by the Yuan Ying period.

"It's no wonder that you said that with the Yuan Ying period sword as the basis, your fierce sword is the most authentic and powerful state." Zhao Mingxiu muttered to herself, she stared at Han Yang's hand completely changed appearance. The branches suddenly asked: "Do you use this sword as a raw material for the sword?"

Han Yang heard the words, scattered the swordsmanship of the savage sword, the branches in the hands were restored to the original, gently throwing aside, watching Zhao Mingxiu smiled: "Too vain, really see a lot of knowledge, yes, I killed a demon The king of the realm of the demon."

Hua Tuo, a kind of demon who is now extremely rare, is also known as the demon. When he was born, he had a fixed body. But as he grew up, he did not have a fixed body in adulthood. His appearance became like a gray bash. A shadow like.

Its talented supernatural powers are attached to other demon and even human races, and their body control is not a sacred spirit, but a physical erosion.

In addition to eroding tangible things, Hua Tuo, who can not destroy the realm of the demon, can erode the other gods and the invincible demon.

After possession, Hua Tuo can not provoke the magical spells of the possessed person, nor can he read things like memory thoughts, but can manipulate his physical actions, and can use his demon or spiritual power to display Hua Wei’s own other Magical spells.

The success of possession is related to the strength of both sides, but in general, as long as the strength of the other party is slightly lower than that of Huaying, Hua Tuo is likely to have success.

In the vast land and vast land, the Huaying people have also set off a lot of storms because of this powerful talent.

But because of this magical power, it is like the blood river faction of the Terran. Like the martyrdom, Hua Tuo is quite tempting to hate. In the whole world of Tianyuan, no one is waiting to be seen, and he is constantly being killed.

So far, Hua Tuo has almost disappeared and rarely seen it.

Like the Hua Tuo who was killed by Han Yang, it reached the realm of the demon king, and it was even rare. It was extremely rare.

Han Yang’s sword is fierce, it is the remnant, demon, and demon infant of this Hua Tuo Wang, which is the main material of the invisible **** iron. Luo Qing dance invited Xiao Yu to help the sacrifice, but also from Shi Tianqi There was some sinful blood, and the blood of the river was sacrificed together.

The talents of the poor Qi people form a black sewage, and the power of Shentong is similar to that of the blood river, which can defile the opponent's mana and even seize control of the opponent's magical powers and treasures.

Under the integration of various materials, Luo Qingwu and Hanyang masters and apprentices tried to integrate the unparalleled fierce swordsmanship of the scorpion swords, almost ruining all the raw materials, and finally the dangerous and dangerous side of the sword.

Even if Han Yang just used a branch as a reliant body, the savage sword is a top-notch in the whole day of the Yuan Ying period. It is better than Zhao Mingxiu's red and green two swords.

Before using the red-empty sword as the basis, it was even more fierce and overbearing.

Han Yang suddenly asked with some interest: "When the three white clouds appeared, you mentioned a "Chen Brother", does it mean Chen Xingyu?"

He did not wait for Zhao Mingxiu to answer, and smiled leisurely: "Hey, I really think that the surname is very annoying. If you can take Chen Xingyu and so on."

Zhao Mingxiu opened his mouth. For a time, he did not know how to answer the words. He wanted to blame Han Yang for his arrogance. However, he thought that he had to deal with it, and his heart was faintly convinced, which made her contradictory.

As they said, the two felt that the feet were shaking all the time, and the inner world of Shenzhou Ding was actually slightly turbulent.

"What happened?" Han Yang and Zhao Mingxiu were all in horror.

At the moment, outside the Shenzhou Ding, Lin Feng’s Lei Long split out a claw, and while he was standing, he stretched out a hand and grabbed it on the edge of Shenzhou Ding.

The God of War split into the top of the head of the two ceremonies, standing next to the Lei Long avatar, hands behind the back and looked at a respect.

Shi Tianqi and Wang Lin's big devils are also standing behind Lin Feng. Xuan Lin Daozun is also standing next to him, and the two sides have a moment to touch.

Lin Feng’s God of War split his head slightly, and Shi Tianyi nodded and jumped into Shenzhou Ding.

At the same time, a respectful and Xuanlin Taoist gaze flashed at the same time, and the magical atmosphere of the Taixu Temple was also revealed.

Lin Feng's Lei Long avatar and the **** of war were staring at them with no expression, and the two instruments in the void were slowly running. Wang Lin's big devil was next to him, and the shape of the heavenly sword was also revealed.

After a respect and Xuan Lin Daozun did not move, the two of them fell together on the other side of the cosmic sky, the lonely door of the Xinghai.

When the door of the Xinghai was hidden, it drifted with the aura of the Xinghai, and gradually there was a tendency to go far.

As a respectful Xu said: "The Lord of the Xuanmen, can you cut love?" (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!