Wrecked Sword Striking the Heaven

The two figures in the air flashed past without leaving any trace. In the blink of an eye, I came to a cut-off mountain surrounded by ten thousand cliffs. I threw Zifeng on it. The Cang moon looked at Zifeng with great interest.

Zifeng was confused and got up to ask, "elder, what are you?"

"It's not simple, it's not simple. I have such adventures at a young age. I ask you, do you know the spirit family?" Cangyue deliberately paused for a moment and looked carefully at the reaction of the starter wind.

As soon as the word "spirit family" came out, Zifeng suddenly set off a storm in his heart. Xiaoguang's business has always been his secret. He has never been recognized. Haixiaoguang jumped up and said, "carve insects and small skills, and dare to show off in front of your grandpa Xiaoguang!" Then he drew a circle with his little hand forward.

Zifeng's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of transparent water mist. All the previous prestige disappeared completely, and the handwriting on the stone wall was clearly visible. With one stroke, the golden hook and iron stroke, the backbone is clear and powerful. On the whole, it is an iron horse, which means that it is very helpful to ask questions! Just looking at the font, Zifeng's back was already sweating, and his divine sense was consumed very quickly. He hurriedly moved his eyes and took a rest.

When Ding and Zifeng first entered Wolong Valley, they saw that the writer of the word "Haoran College" was the same person, but in the word "Haoran College", the writer's pen and ink revealed his natural and unrestrained sword meaning. At this time, it was the blame of the wind and rain on the city. A careless, Zifeng almost had to give in to it.

After a short rest, Zifeng was ready to look at it stubbornly again.

On the stone wall, a full of articles jumped into sight.