Swordsman's Way of Thunderbolt

With a light sound, the shoulders of the white-clothed swordsman were pierced by the Xihen sword, and from the wound, there was red blood flowing out, and the white-clothed body was dyed a dazzling scarlet.

"Sword............. The emphasis is on calmness in pleasure!"

In a critical moment, the young man in white clothes pulled out the Xihen sword that penetrated his shoulder without changing his expression.

"The wind leaves the scars alone with the sword!"

With a comprehension in his heart, the white-robed swordsman abandoned all obstacles and placed himself in the speed of the sword, experiencing the unprecedented realm of wind.

"Ha! That's exciting enough!"

Ghost Blade Xihen was fearless, only the sword in his hand, which entrusted all his strength, cut a crack in the void of heaven and earth.

"Is this what the Master saw?"

The speed of the sword is getting faster and faster, but the mind of the young swordsman in white is getting slower and slower. In a trance, he seems to have touched an unprecedentedly profound sword realm.

The opponent's words, do not hear.

The opponent's sword, missing.

It was only at this moment that Young Master Sword in White finally understood what the ultimate pleasure was.

"Wind.......scar!"

The heretic sword was leaning against his back, and the eyes of the young swordsman in white had already locked on the ghost blade Xiken on the other side of the storm at this moment, and his calm eyes were full of determination to protect the comrade.

"Exciting, exciting!"

Ghost Blade Xihen laughed loudly in the sky, and also unreservedly sacrificed his ultimate move.

1.9 "The Lone Ghost Stream, Destroy the Rivers and Lakes!"

The final decision, the last move, after setting off a monstrous dust wave, after the smoke disappeared, the wind stopped and the sword broke, bringing the most shocking moment, the swordsman in white ...... Defeat !

Just when the white-clothed swordsman was defeated, in the bamboo hut tens of thousands of miles away, the black-clothed swordsman, who had been studying for a long time, suddenly remembered the most dangerous scene in his memory.

"Ah?! Brother Huang!!!"

With the sudden ominous omen, the black-clothed Jian Shao suddenly felt uneasy, stood up in a hurry, and said in a hurry, "No, hurry back to Lonely Peak!"

"boom!"

As if verifying the premonition of the black-clothed swordsman, at this moment, the white-clothed swordsman was already covered in blood and fell to the dust. Luo Zishang was on the side. Seeing this scene in his eyes, his expression suddenly changed drastically.

"Bai Yi.... Young Master Sword!"

Ignoring the serious injury and the strong enemy still on his side, Luo Zishang staggered towards Jian Shao in white, looking at his best friend who had fallen into the dust, Luo Zishang regretted in his heart that he didn't have him, just because if it wasn't for him If he insisted on going out of the city, he and Jian Shao in Baiyi would not encounter Ghost Blade Xihen, nor would he...

Episode 944: Sad Wind!

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Lonely Peak, under the dark moon, a bloody road slowly walks up to the top of the mountain, but life keeps passing, like a gradually ...... gradually blurred shadow on the ground!

"Baiyi, hold on, Lonely Peak, it's here."

Regardless of the serious injuries on his body and the swordsman in white on his back, Luo Zishang walked forward with difficulty. Every step he took, he had to endure unimaginably huge pain, but he still insisted on gritting his teeth.

"Put... let me down."

Swordsman in white struggled to speak, Luo Zishang endured his grief, put down the young swordsman in white on his back, and watched him stagger to his feet and stand trembling on the top of the mountain. There seemed to be countless blurry images in front of him. It was him. The past, the most cherished past, all people and things, all emerge at this moment.

"Master......"

"Black..."

Subconsciously murmured, there is an unspeakable nostalgia between the words, and there is also a strong unwillingness, but....... The world is always so cruel, cruel will All of it, all torn apart!

"farewell............."

The last goodbye, the body that could no longer support it, collapsed at this moment, and at this moment, a black figure in the distance rushed over at high speed.

"Royal brother!"

The visitor was dressed in black, with a stern face. It was none other than the younger brother of Jianshao in white.... Jianshao in black, at this moment, he was staring at his brother. Falling in front of him, he couldn't help but let out a mournful cry, and immediately rushed to the front of the white-robed swordsman.

"Brother, this..."

"How can this happen? How can this happen?!"

I can't believe it, I can't believe it, the most unbearable scene in my life, at this moment, appeared in front of my eyes, the black-clothed Jian Shao couldn't hide the grief in his heart, and his words were full of dissatisfaction with extreme fate!

The wind whimpered, the tears fell, and the faint sadness filled the surroundings. Looking at the familiar faces in his arms that had been silent, Jian Shao's eyes were blurred with tears, and the past curtains and drops emerged.

"Brother Huang, this time, I won't let you let go of my hand again!"

Just when the young love of the black-clothed sword was difficult to control, suddenly, a snow-white figure came as fast as the wind, and the speed was so fast that the eyes couldn't catch the slightest trace.

The comer is none other than the teacher of the black and white two young masters, the myth of the world of the sword in the bitter realm...... The sword of the devil, the scar of the wind!

"Bai Yi, at Lonely Peak, you will never be alone!"

Looking at Swordsman in White who was tightly held in his arms by Black Clothes, Wind Zhihen opened his mouth. In his seemingly calm words, there was a strong killing intent that he had never seen before.

At this time, Luo Zishang stepped forward with a face full of guilt, and said with full of self-blame: "Uncle Feng, I'm sorry, it was me who died of Bai Yi..."

"Bai Yi's death has nothing to do with you, it's his choice."

Wind Zhihen's eyes were tightly closed, directly interrupting Luo Zishang's words of remorse, and then he asked coldly, "Come on, who is the murderer?"

"This..........."

Luo Zishang's face was full of guilt and bitterness: "I'm sorry, Master Feng, I don't know the specific name of the murderer. I only know that he is a murderer from the Ni Sanjiao."

"Inverse! Three! Teach!"

He gritted his teeth and opened his mouth one by one. The words were filled with hatred. When Wind Scar spoke, he suddenly opened his eyes, exuding an extremely terrifying and violent aura, changing his calmness from the past.

The wind mark at this moment, as if the demon king who returned from the endless purgatory, the breath of the demons broke out, and the whole person was full of momentum, and it gave people a feeling of extreme danger from a distance.

"Your injury is not light. Go for healing. I will take over the next thing."

The more angry, the more calm, although Wind Zhihen's face still did not change the calmness of the past, but the people who are familiar with him, whether it is the black-clothed Jian Shao or Luo Zishang, both of them know that Wind Zhihen this time. ...........Really angry!

Just on Lonely Peak, in a moment of sadness, outside the Valley of Wind, there was a ripple in the void, and then, a familiar figure walked out of the open door of heaven and earth.

"Thousands of years of joint cultivation, lack of boats and sails."

"Boundless sinking, Fa Hai sails."

The Qinglangshi number, echoing in the wind, the visitor is none other than the owner of the earth gate....... The moment when the boat is sailing across, I see him slowly descending from the sky and stepping on the earth , an invisible and intangible wave, centered on his body, quickly spread and spread around, reaching the depths of the Valley of the Wind.

"Hmm~~~~"

In the depths of the Valley of Winds, King Mo Xie, who had just coaxed a young wind dragon to sleep, became Jialuo. Suddenly, he felt a sense of it, and then, an inexplicable sleepiness flooded into his heart.

"This............"

"What's the matter? Why am I so sleepy all of a sudden? Is it because I've spent too much energy recently? Or..."

The conjecture that was not completed in time, the sleepiness had already swept over like a storm, and before he knew it, he had fallen into a dead silence that was almost a permanent mark. In other words, at this moment, he... ...has lost control of this body!

"Thousands of thousands of miles of Taihang are inserted into the clouds, and ten thousand miles of desolate rivers pour from the sky."

"Is it a layer of obstacles? Hit the light and turn the waves."

At the same time when the consciousness of Mianbian Jialuo was suppressed, accompanied by the sound of Lang Ran's poem, in the arrogance, He saw a tall and straight figure standing upright, who was accepting the Lord of the Earth Gate...... ......The missing boat was transformed into a single sail, reborn, and recreated.......Desert Goshawk!

"Hmm~~~~"

"It is great wisdom calling me!"

Sensing the call of Quzhou Yifandu, the desert goshawk jumped up without hesitation, turned into a goshawk, spread its wings, and roared out of the wind cave.

This Valley of the Wind may be a dangerous place for others, but to the desert goshawk, it is like a fish in water, and since he is good at speed, he can cross the Valley of the Wind in a blink of an eye. Came to the top of a mountain on the periphery, and landed in front of Quzhou-657 Fandu.

"Follow great wisdom and save the world with great compassion!"

"Desert Goshawk, meet Great Wisdom!!"

The human figure was instantaneous, and he bowed his hands in a salute. The desert goshawk's words were very respectful, and even....... On his body, there was almost no trace of the past.

"No need to be polite."

Quezhou spoke indifferently, and while he was speaking, an invisible force had already lifted him up, and then he asked in a deep voice, "How?

The desert goshawk responded quickly: "Returning to the great wisdom, during this period of time, Mianbian Jialuo worked day and night, and has already refined most of the boundary-breaking knife. I believe that it will be completed in a short time."

"very good."

Hearing the words, Quezhou nodded, and then ordered: "If that's the case, then, according to the previously established plan, you can secretly influence him, let him go to the Jiuqu Blind Sword Forest, and release the dragon head of the Baqi Evil God. "

"Yes, great wisdom."

Without the slightest hesitation, the desert goshawk responded immediately.

"Let's go back."

Quezhou reminded: "Moxie King Miancheng Jialuo is not an ordinary small role. You don't need to be careful. After all, I don't want to ruin this chess piece so quickly."

"My subordinate understands."

The desert goshawk left in response, and Quezhou watched him return to the Valley of the Winds again, and then turned around and stepped into the void. This time, he still did not return to Wansheng Chaocheng, but went to Daozhen Taishangfu with a very clear goal. ...........The Dragon Head of the Eight Different Evil Gods! .

Episode 945: Shan Feng dominates the future, and he will return to Dao Town without a boat!

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In order to find the mystery of the sword scriptures, to defeat the ghost blade Xiken, and to avenge the blood revenge of a dear friend, Crazy Blade came to Daozhen Taishangfu alone in troubled times, looking for the author of the swordsmanship.... .

"The descendant of Taoism, the mad sword in troubled times, I beg to see the two Taoist immortals, Tianji and Jixian, in the Taishangfu."

They are all from the Daoist sect, and on the opposite side are the two seniors with the highest rank in the Dao world today. Even if they are wild and heroic like the mad sword in troubled times, they do not dare to be too presumptuous. , very respectful.

"Hmm~~~~"

"Crazy Blade in Troubled Times? You, who haven't been in the WTO for a long time, come to Taishangfu this time, why?"

No one was seen, only a chorus of voices came from the Taishang Mansion. The voice was not from the limit that had a relationship with the mad sword in troubled times, but from the Heavenly Pole Mansion Venerable!