History’s Number 1 Founder

Feel the eyes of Xiantian in the early days of the swordsmanship, the swordsmanship of the sharp and sharp, Zhuge war turned to look at the Luo light dance: "I am at the moment with the power of the sword formation to form a stalemate situation, who can not help anyone in a short time, although you I haven’t become a god, but I’m a monk who is better than the ordinary Yuan Ying’s monk. Maybe there is something to do, I will resist the pressure of the sword.

Luo light dance Zheng focus: "Master brother is already on the way, but the situation is changing rapidly, maybe some are not self-sufficient, but the younger generation has to try hard, there is Mr. Lao Zhuge."

Once the Xiantian Sword is recast successfully, the battle between Scorpio Swordsman and Cang Shou Swords is unpredictable.

Although I don't know how long it takes for Xiantian Sword to re-cast, but Jian Jianzong, the sword of the Tongtian Jianzong is constantly being sucked in, and the situation continues, the loss will naturally become bigger and bigger.

Not to mention that Scorpio Swordsman left the area of ​​the South Wilderness Zone, leaving only Zhu Yi and Shen Longwang to confront each other. If Shen Long Wang sees the truth, he will immediately attack.

Luo light dance took a deep breath, suddenly flashing on the top of his head, a tall giant light appeared above her body.

The giant is pure black, born with four arms and eight arms, eight arms into the void, stirring the heavens, the earth, the wind, the thunder, the water, the fire, the mountains, and the tens of thousands of objects.

The four heads are blurred, but in the void in front of each face, a sword is suspended.

Some are invisible and invisible, some are like burning fires, some are like water waves, and some are as thick and heavy as the earth.

The giant stood there and did not reveal how sharp the edge. But it seems to resonate with the whole world.

Different from the heavenly sword, the heaven and earth are the front, and it is also different from the sword of the heavenly sword.

Giants and light seem to see everything in the world. It does not coincide with itself, but instead forms a specific resonance. They are accompanied by each other.

At the eyebrows of the four heads, there was a little light shining quietly, cold and silent.

The giant is naturally the realm of the heavens and the earth that Luo Lan dance achieved in the late Yuan Ying period.

The dark and icy Xuan Chee sword fell in the palm of the white light of the white light, and her swordsman led, and the sound of the tide suddenly sounded in the heavens and the earth.

At the same time, the huge world of law, one of the faces is right. A sword that hung in the void also shook.

The endless black ocean appeared in the heavens and the earth, turned into a roaring black wave, and lifted the light dance and Zhuge battle together and went forward.

The sea, the endless cold, the cold and biting, seems to devour all the light, to the shade to the cold to dark.

Countless huge black ice swords, the tip of the sword is like a small mountain. It radiates the chill of the sword, rises from the black tide, and slams into the sea.

Luo light dances in front of the world. The sword that vibrates like a tide, at this moment, seems to dance in the void, producing a unique rhythm and beauty.

Zhuge War will unfold its own magical powers. Enemy the white light of the swords of the early days of the fairy, and then with the Luo light dance with the endless black tide. Advance toward the depths of the fairy tales.

A sword is a chilly sea, and it is the nine-yin sea sword in the singer of the singer.

It is like the icy sword front of the endless sea tide. Drive Luo light dance and Zhuge battle all the way forward, step into the depths of the sword array.

Zhuge warfare was quite surprised to see Luo dance: "This Xiaonizi..."

Although he became the elder of Xuanmen Tianzong Qingqing for many years, he also had contact with Tongluo dance. However, Zhuge War had never seen the appearance of Luo Qingwu’s full force before. At this moment, I was surprised. “Although I have known her for a long time. The power of magical power is far better than that of the ordinary Yuan Ying, but it is better than that?"

"Different from the lord's 诛天剑炁, it is also different from the 蜀山剑道, unlike any previous kendo in the world..."

Luo light dance will unfold the nine-yin sea sword and continue to advance towards the depths of the sword array.

At this moment, the light in the sword array flashed, and suddenly there was a flash of sword light, and it was stabbed in the light of the dance.

The sword light is so fast, as if completely beyond the space barrier, and in the twinkling of an eye, it has already come to Luo light dance.

There are few swords in Lushan!

The sword of the sword is a handsome, middle-aged man with a smile on his mouth. It is one of the six-sword swords of the Lushan Mountain.

This old refining **** returned to the virtual, but in the battle of the destruction of the mysterious, was defeated by the brother of the light dance, Shi Tianyi, to the virtual body, so that he fell back to the realm of the Yuanshen.

Although he is still the sword master of the swordsmanship after he has raised his hand, he is still the strongest of the swordsmanship, but he wants to refine his spirits, but he does not know what year and month. It is.

Although he still smiles at the moment, how the smile looks a bit strange, the refined face is slightly distorted.

"This sect of Xiantian sword is recasting soon, how can you make it fall? How can you delay it? How can anyone make it fall?!" The sword is low and the voice is suddenly stunned, and the body is surrounded by the void. Twisted, countless spaces overlap, and both Luo Dance and Zhuge War are surrounded.

The overlapping space is like a transparent wall with a crystal on one side, and it looks like a mirror. In these mirrors, there are a few statues of swordsmen, which are unpredictable and difficult to distinguish.

Luo light dance knows that there are few swords in front of the sword, and the power of the sword is motivated to its own current extreme. It is not the path of illusion, but the road to time and time.

At this moment, he stands in many time and space levels, representing countless possibilities, erratic, but every possibility is real.

With a few low voices of the sword, many figures together to assassinate the past.

At the same time, the white light that was born in the early days of Xiantian’s sword array was also shining, and oppressed Zhuge, so that he could not spare no effort to take care of Luo.

Zhuge's eyebrows are twisted, and in the sneer, the whole body is like the glory of the rainbow. Suddenly changed, re-invented the blazing sun. Exploding in all directions, white light is isolated from the outside.

He took this opportunity. Quickly look at Luo light dance, but see Luo light dance footsteps, urging the nine yin sea sword to continue to pull the two people forward, while the hand of Xuanqi sword in the void.

The invisible hurricane of the road has been violently spurred out from the Jianfeng. Numerous hurricanes have been folded and compressed, and they have been condensed to the extreme.

These Tianfeng Jianguang, turned in the void, returned to invisible. The emptiness and faintness of the emptiness of the sky, the sudden gathering of the Jianguang, the Jianguang differentiation, the indefinite, invisible, but full of the sense of harmony, the unprofitable benefits.

A sword winds up from the ninety-nine, the fourth is like a sword, the wind is invisible sword!

And it is the Luo light dance that has already been deduced to the extreme. Get the intangible sword of the intangible Jianguang of the nine hundred and eighty-one!

Between the vertical and horizontal, the Jianguang is unpredictable and difficult to see, but it seems to be everywhere. Cover the entire void.

The swordsman comes from the assassination of the same time in all directions, and the number is invisible to the invisible Jianguang.

Luo light dances the top of the world. One of the faces is in the void, a sword that is condensed by the invisible wind. Dancing in the air, there is no trace between the world. The invisible swords of the omnipotent echo each other.

When the sword is in the middle of a sudden, I listened to Luo and danced quietly and said: "Broken."

Between the voices and the invisible swordsmanship, the invisible Jianguang counterattacks. The intangible Jianguang of the nine hundred and eighty-one, at this moment, seems to suddenly become one, but it seems to be endless, and it is difficult to count.

But in the twinkling of an eye, as in the thousands of worlds, the swords are rare, but at the same time they suffer from countless invisible swords.

In the snoring sound, the swordsman’s body shape retreated backwards, and the walls formed by the folding space of the Luo Dance and the Zhuge War were completely broken.

The folding space, which looks like a sparkling transparent wall, is like a broken ice surface, which is constantly cracking.

Together with the figure of a few swordsmen, they are broken one by one.

All the space shattered together, and the body shape of the swordsman changed gradually, and gradually returned to one. His sword was left-handed, and his right hand was suddenly cut off by the wrist. The wound was sprinkled with blood, like blood.

When the swordsman looked up, he stared at the purple girl in front of him. The swordsman he had cultivated was so defeated, which made him surprised and angry.

He knows that the woman in front of her is the youngest pro-disciple of the Xuanmen, Lin Feng, who is the youngest disciple of Luo Feng. She also knows that this woman is a special disciple in Lin Feng’s disciples, but he also knows that Luo Shaowu is not Directly follow Lin Feng to practice the sword that makes all the Shushan swords shamed.

Accurately speaking, Luo Qingwu is under the guidance of Lin Feng, based on the Tao morality, and her own practice of enlightenment belongs to her personal kendo method.

If it is defeated by the sword of the heavenly sword, the swordsman can still accept it, but at this moment it is defeated by the kendo of the sacred light dance, and it is defeated by a **** of the Yuanshen. This makes the swordsman feel a little dizzy.

"Yishan kendo, can not be insulted, Huangkou children mad, pick me up this sword!" The violent sound of the sound, a sword-like sword light, to the momentum of the day to the Luo light dance.

The endless swords and swords are compressed together into a long and short sword, and the sword light is completely condensed into essence. It seems to be a peerless sword, smashing the sky, incomparably condensed, extremely violent!

It is the Shaoshang sword!

The original Shaoshang Jianzun of Lushan Jianzong was smashed by Lin Feng, and he was arrested by the Xuantian Fengshen flag. At this moment, the person who appeared in front of Luo Qingwu was the new generation of Shaoshangjian after the battle of Lushan, although not yet Can refine the spirit of returning to the virtual, but the cultivation of one is the strongest one of the current swordsmanship of Shaoshan Jianzong.

At this moment, he pushed his own kendo power to the extreme, and attacked Luo.

Luo light dance looked up at him and said faintly: "Although I was defeated by my family, I am still very admired for the Shushan Kendo. However, like you, it is not here."

Said, she held the mysterious sword in the right, a trick in the left hand, a bamboo pole appeared in the air. (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!

Ps: Today this chapter is updated late, apologize to everyone.

Explain that this time has nothing to do with the point of the mother, my personal problem.

I have already written the chapter, just send it, but before I sent it, I have new ideas for the follow-up story, so from the beginning of this chapter, the content has been greatly modified, almost rewritten.

It is too difficult to write in the daytime. I can only steal it, write time, write slowly, and be inefficient. So I have been dragging it to the present.

After the written chapters can not be used, or to make major changes.

Personally, from the content point of view, rewriting is still worthwhile, but in the morning let everyone wait, please forgive me.

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