The Glory of the King of Qin

The sound was like a bell, with a heavy and overwhelming momentum, blowing a wave of air, and the ripples spread out. Yan Dan was blasted several meters by this punch, and Ying Lou turned over and jumped back to the ground, disappearing like a gust of wind again. When he was in place, he came to Yan Dan in a blink of an eye. Before anyone arrived, the fist style had already arrived!

Boom!

With two heavy punches, Yan Dan was smashed back on the iron wall of the mechanism behind him, making a dull sound, and a faint scorching black air of blue smoke under his feet, which was rubbed out by the soles of the shoes, and there was a slight path on the ground. subtle traces.

Aggressive, aggressive.

Yinglou stopped on the spot and looked at Yan Dan lightly. While everyone was surprised, Yan Dan suddenly raised his head, the black robe hat on his head was overturned, his eyes were like ink, his long black hair was floating up, and his body One after another, the sword qi dazzled the color of the mountains and rivers, and the foot swayed slightly, moving like a rabbit, no, it should be a mad rabbit more suitable.

The ink eyebrow sword crossed, and there was a sound of dragon and tiger roaring in the air, the sword qi turned into a dragon, and the layers of ink on the ground burned open, and the ripples formed a circle of quality. The floor headed down.Ying Lou raised his hand, the palm strength in his hand turned golden, the Cloud Dispelling Palm and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms fused together to form the Dragon Palm!

boom!

Gold and ink collided, and dragons and dragons bit each other.

The huge air waves squeezed out, and everyone who blew all raised their hands to cover their foreheads and hunted.

Majestic and vast, vast and sweeping, Mian Heng mixed, in the end, the black dragon and the golden dragon annihilated each other, the black eyebrow sword was drawn out from the void, and the murderous intention burst, forming a sword qi, a sword that was as fast as lightning, but it was incomparably simple. , but actually incorporates Yan Dan's sharpness of the world for the unity of man and sword.

Ying Lou seems to be unavoidable, do you want to catch Mo Mei's sword with his hands?Momei has no sharp edge, but it is a famous sword in the world, with a unique sharpness. What's more, the sword is in the hands of a peerless master like Yan Dan?Even a leaf or a piece of wood can be turned into a sharp sword in Yan Dan's hands, not to mention Momei?Yinglou repairs both inside and outside, but, with Yan Dan's full strength, can the outside repairer of Yinglou hold on for a while?

Inexplicably, he was hung up.

Ding!Zheng!

At the critical moment, a sword, a sword with a slightly golden and blood red fusion, appeared in Ying Lou's hand, transformed out of the void, caught Yan Dan's sword, and took advantage of the situation to move towards Yan. Dan slashed away for a while.

The streamer collided, and the ink colors intersected.

The moment Ying Lou pulled out his sword, the aura in the entire hall changed completely. At the same time, there was an unparalleled sharpness, and there was an inexplicable sense of naturalness. Well-behaved, well-behaved and very aggrieved Dao and Li are caught in it.

Fast, slow, fast, slow!This alternate style of play really blew the attention of many people. What kind of ghost style is this?When it's fast, they can't touch the sword marks like a flash of light in front of them, but when it's slow, it's clear that countless sword shadows appear in front of them.

Flying Immortals!Stick to the rules!

The Sword God smiled, sticking to the rules.

Light up the sky lanterns and travel to Qinglong!Breathing, the sound of dragon roars in the whole space surrounds, constantly roaring, while Yan Dan pen slashes ink, practice ink to follow the enemy, axe and knife ink, and finally the blood and ink rush into a sea of ​​ink, and the originally bright hall is in the blink of an eye. The time turned into darkness, making people lose their brilliance in front of their eyes.

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"A touch of ink becomes a sea?!" Tian Guang stood aside as steady as a rock, looking at the two players who had completely moved away from this side, and after thinking for a long time, he suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"Drinking ink into the sea? Xia Kui, this is it?" Mei Sanniang asked with a frown, looking very powerful.

"It is said to be a forbidden technique of the Mo family handed down by the Mo family. In the past dynasties, only the giants of the Mo family have been able to see it. However, in the past two hundred years, no one has successfully cultivated. Wei Wei said softly, to be honest, the Mo Family has not used this forbidden technique for two hundred years, and he has only seen it for the first time, but in fact, he is not quite sure if it is really this forbidden technique of the Mo Family.

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"Painting the ground is a prison, ink becomes a sea?" Not to mention Mei Sanniang, Xue Nu, Hong Lian, Da Si Ming, etc. Even Mrs. Xiang has never heard of this technique, but from the looks of it, it seems to be quite powerful. For a while, he really couldn't help but feel a little cautious. Although Ying Lou was powerful, what if he was caught by Yan Dan's tricks?

Hua Mulan is in armor, and her feet have been slightly separated by half a step. It is clearly in the posture of preparing for a surprise attack. When she looks sideways, in such a form, she is charming and charming, and at the same time, her eyes have a calm understatement, calm. Profound, just flickering, sending out a dream-like fascination-distance-exciting-yue, making people feel that a sharp sword is unsheathed at any time!

"Fortunately, this Yan Dan has never entered the innate!" Da Si said solemnly.

"He is indeed a difficult person!" Mrs. Xiang's beauty is peerless, and a thin shirt with red on the other side gives a dignified and elegant feeling, but the mature charm of the young woman makes her feel a panic-stricken temptation Strength, the soft peak is full and complete, and the waist is slender, giving people a charming charm.

"This kind of skill is not as good as ordinary geniuses. However, how long can this state last? How can it be an opponent to watch out for!" Xue Nu said in a soft sandy voice. Wan is virtuous, full of arrogance and holiness, and is shockingly beautiful.

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093. Draw a dungeon as a prison

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Ying Lou, who was deeply immersed in it, could not capture the traces of Yan Dan with the naked eye.

The roar of the tiger and the dragon roared in his ears, and the glaze colors flickered in the sea of ​​ink and ink.

Roar--

A beast roar came from the left, Ying Lou's ears moved slightly, and the Zhaodan sword burst into a strong sword light. It seemed to be greeted from the left, but it was from the back, and suddenly stabbed back, and the black eyebrow sword appeared silently and without wind. The tip of the sword and the tip of the Zhaodan sword collided, and a tiny spark flashed with a ding sound.Hit the snake with the stick, along the ink eyebrows, Ying Lou made a slight stroke, and pounced forward.

The eagle barked and the dragon retreated.

ding ding ding-

The light continued to sound, Yan Dan was created successively, but after dozens of moves, because of Mo Hai, his eyesight was not clear. Yan Dan was like a duck to water in his "three zeros". Able to catch up with him and make him disappear again, but Yinglou fell to the ground and stepped on the ground, but suddenly realized that something was wrong, the ground seemed to sink into something, and it shone slightly.

"Drawing the ground is a prison!"

An indifferent voice, like a god in the void, bland but full of unquestionable dogma, in the huge sea of ​​ink, all of a sudden, arcs of light were formed, and the arcs flickered and changed. Surrounding the Ying Building, a square and nine-square grid of Shangtong Mofang was formed!

puff!

Yinglou's sword light slashed on it, but to no avail. Although there was a slight trace, it quickly disappeared without a trace. He swayed a dozen killer moves in a row, but it didn't cause any traces. Instead, it made Shang Tongmo. Fang became smaller and smaller. Originally the size of a small wooden house, under the sword energy of Ying Lou, it became a space of about two meters.

"It was a waste of time to enter this Mofang prison, even if you are an earth immortal, you can't escape!" Yan Dan's deep voice sang in the ink sea and penetrated into Yinglou's ears: "What's more, you are only a mere mere mortal. Innate? I've said it long ago, make plans and then move, do you really think that you have the chance to win?"

"In the past, you relied on your young age and high skill, and let countless ancestors and masters see you young and underestimate the enemy's death at your hands, and even the giants never escaped. Now, relying on your own martial arts, you think that you are dominating the world, What is the difference between being invincible and those ancestors who died in your hands? I really think that I have no way to check and balance with you?"

"When I learned that you were born a few years ago, I already started to practice this method, because I specifically restrained you from taking revenge one day, but I didn't expect that you really came from the trap!"

"Ying Lou, your time of death has come!"

Yan Dan shouted angrily, as if he had become the god who dominated Yinglou.

It's really like a god. The ink becomes a sea, and the ground is a prison. The entire ink sea is an alternative space, an alternative cage. Once opened, the outside will be completely isolated from here, and people outside can't hear what's happening inside. What, in general terms, you should still be able to see it, but Yan Dan's Mo family's true energy is a sea of ​​ink like ink, pitch black as coal, except for the occasional few bright lights that can be seen, others can't be seen at all. to specific.