Legend of Swordsman

He paused and nodded. "That's it, but it's a blessing that this sword can be passed down."

I waited for Sword Wushuang to speak, and stopped and said again and again, "Separated from chaos, the heavens and the world were born. Although there are thousands of swords, there is really a sword-like sword that can communicate with you."

Qi Jian Wushuang Yiyi, obviously also thinking about this issue.

When he tried to talk about Tai Luo Jian Dian, he didn't say anything.

Hey, yeah, Tai Luo Jian Dian Ba ​​Jue Qiao has the power to easily break the stars, but does it really fit his own mind?

Even if the inheritance is immortal in his own hands, even if he can exert the power of Tai Luo Jian Dian, but it is only the Supreme Kendo of Tai Luo.

Stop talking and say, "You need to be clear about every word I say. Your perception of kendo is far beyond what you think, but even if you can see through every kendo and blend in, they are still not yours. Every kendo will belong only to the person who created them. "

"From the moment you practiced this sword sword classic, in fact, you left a slight sword mark in your mind, and this sword mark is a gap."

"All you have to do now is find your own kendo."

At the same time, his right hand fluttered in the air, and the invisible but tangible waves could make Jian Wushuang look at him.

Although there was nothing in the hand that stopped, the sharp intangible breath made Jian Wushuang clear.

That is an invisible sword, which belongs to the kendo that stops by itself.

Wu Jian's unparalleled heart surge, when the Tai Luo Divine Sword is about to be placed on one side, as time goes by, I will realize the mood that is gradually forming in my heart.

There is no glorious sword meaning, some are just the purest one-stroke one.

"I've been looking for my own kendo, but it's always fleeting, and I'm afraid that the kendo I realized is incomplete, and it has been put on hold until now."

"Now I don't run away anymore, even if the sword code would be incomplete, but I don't regret it!"

Qi Jian Wushuang opened his eyes violently, and Jin Yunhuamang escaped from his eyes.

Stars and godliness began to gather around the palms where Hagi originally raised the wind.

One frame at a time, slow to the extreme action is like breaking down the sword in mind.

The complex and mysterious to the extreme **** pattern began to appear around the sword Wushuang.

Yan Shidian had already left Jian Wushuang far away, and looked at him comfortably from a distance.

"Melting in all heaven and earth, standing outside ..."

"Into the sword!"

Suddenly, the bright divine patterns floating around the body, all gathered under the palm of the right hand of Jian Wushuang.

The invisible sword body, the divine power as the hilt, the long wind condensing the blade, and the **** pattern in the meantime, a very strange but wanton long sword appeared.

This is the sword form of Jian Wushuang. It is very different from the previous one, but it is better than the previous vast sword.

Even if he had held the Taro Excalibur in his hand and released a sword to break the might of the sky, he never exudes endless magnificent repression as he does now.

The long hair breaks the girdle and dances behind him. The pale golden eyes flow out of the glorious Huaman, like the presence of God, exuding endless power.

For the first time, the magical powers of Wu Fuyu around the dojo gave birth to agitated breath.

The unpowered divine power derived from Xun seems to feel the sword meaning in the gestation, and he is mad from the Quartet and wants to be integrated with it.

Suddenly, he waved his hand and added a barrier to the outside of the dojo, blocking worship without subjective power.

The long sword with the engraved gold pattern is held high above his head. At this moment, the sword Wushuang seems to be turned into a sword, and a hazy treasure phase occupies half of the dojo.

"I have a sword ..."

"I would like to invite Mr. Jin now, let's have a look!"

Shen Roar emanated from his chest, and he took off the shape of the sword.

Huge treasures are also in shape.

The sword full of sacred ritual is a kendo that belongs to the sword unparalleled!

Endless shining golden **** pattern helps the storm rise, and with that sword's potential, it blooms completely!

"Om--"

The next moment, the Dojo built by divine power trembled, and the shape of the sword came straight.

The almost indestructible dojo suddenly tears long natural marks, and at the same time the remaining dojos fall apart quickly.

Suddenly, he stopped at the center of the sword's reach, and the handicapped barrier of magical power was almost immediately swallowed up.

When the entire dojo was torn in half by the cracks in the heavens, the disappearing dazzling golden divine pattern suddenly turned into a mongzhu rising from the bottom of the dojo and eventually swallowed up the entire dojo.

The most magnificent and sacred blast, lasted for ten full breaths, and finally ended in a body shape.

The divine power Huamang was scattered, and the dojo that was damaged by such a worldly attack slowly emerged.

Countless divine powers turned into silk threads to hold the sword unparalleled, and the damaged dojo spilled everywhere like stars.

Thousands of mythical soldiers below the Dojo also trembled at the same time, seemingly unable to restrain the display of divine power.

Laying on top of the divine power, Jian Wushuang's breath was breathless. Although the lost divine power was filled up instantly, the painful meaning of directing to the soul still made Jian Wu dazzled.

He is just this kind of prestige, and he is almost drawn to death. If it is displayed in the universe where the divine power cannot be quickly replenished, I am afraid it is a time of fate.

Su Shi's figure reappeared, standing on a shard and heading towards Jian Wushuang.

"Is this your Kendo?" Shi paused asking.

Qi Jian Wushuang stunned, then proudly said, "This is my way!"

Su Shi Qingqing's face began to show a smile ~ www.readwn.com ~ only said four words, "It is absolutely stunning."

"Mr. Xie Lao advised!" Jian Wushuang arched, expressing joy.

Suddenly she laughed, "My advice is not very useful, everything is what you think and realize."

Wu Jianshou shook his head, "It is precisely the teachings of the old gentleman that I can dare to take that step, otherwise I'm afraid I will never stand still."

When he paused his head for a moment, Jian Wushuang's sword that was so amazing and brilliant was already fully aware of the dazzling sword issued by his own kendo. Since then, he will surely become more and more fused on his own avenue.

"What is the extreme state of Kendo, do you know?"

Ji Jian Wushuang groaned for a moment, then said with some uncertainty, "Human and sword united? Invisible? Hidden front cover?"

Su Shi stopped laughing and laughed, he did not refute or agree with Jian Wushuang.

Numerous divine powers have sprung away from the foot of the stop, or turned into a butterfly, or chased birds.

He slowly extended his palm, a bird chasing at his fingertips, flapping his wings up and down

"When the bird is willing to stay at the tip of your sword, everything is done."

After saying this sentence, the body of the stop turns into a cloud of smoke, and it naturally disperses.

He dissipated with him, and there was endless vast divine power.

"Old gentleman ?!" Jian Wushuang stood up holding his body, and 怔怔 looked where the disappearance stopped.

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