"Can! This sword, you and I will die!"

The voice of Zong Shou fell, and in this jungle, it was even more chilly and cold, and the air of Xiao Xiao was pervasive.

Li Yinniang’s pupils are not allowed to shrink, and even the people are not slightly distracted.

Li Xieling heard the words, but it was a burst of laughter: "A good life is dead! I am confident that I can win you at this moment, but I am not sure that I will take your life. Instead, it is a child, full of confidence, I must swear at me here. It’s a good person! Well, then you and I will die here!”

Zong Shou looked through the cold mang, did not answer. Only with the idea, control the black wave sword, hovering to see his side. The sleeves of the robe were on the top, making the blade quiet and covered with a layer of silver.

Between the rest, Xiao Jin’s body has completely wrapped this spirit. Make the sword body stronger and sharper, and it will increase the spirituality of the division.

In the chest, the game is slowly depressed, leaving only a pure murder. He is a person who likes to burn the piano and cook, and does not like to cherish that set, and there is no such thing as a master.

I always think that the best enemy should be lying in the mud and not talking. If the other party can still walk, then I will try my best to get a sword and hand it into the grave!

Especially the madman like Li Xingling, it is even more difficult for the other person to leave his eyes alive!

Less than 30 feet of space, it seems that there are two equal ideas, in a confrontation.

Zongshou stepped on the treetops, and the body swayed with the branches, and the swaying and falling. When the method of swallowing the element was motivated, the tree underneath was swallowed quickly. There are countless dead leaves in life, flying down. Spread more slowly, within ten feet of the surrounding, all the vegetation, are all gray and yellow.

The Thunder Sword in his hand was a smattering of the sword, and the momentum climbed step by step. Overlooking it, it is like a king overlooking the ants.

Li Xingling's look is also more than a moment of enthusiasm, the same is killing, a smell, a moment more sharp than a moment, cheeks more faint. But it has been standing still from beginning to end, and there has been no action for a long time.

Li Yu Niang only feels that the heart is tightly aware that although they have not really played against each other at the moment, they are even more dangerous. With the martial arts trend, the offensive and defensive are doing their best and increasing their chances of winning.

Even more shocking to her, but it is now a fame for many years, known as '100,000 blood killings, which makes people feel the color of Li Xingling, at this moment actually accounted for less than a slight advantage. Instead, it is hidden, is high in the treetops The sect on the top, faintly suppressed!

At this moment, Li Yu Niang’s mood is complicated to the extreme. If Li Xie Ling wins the temperament of this person, she and her will not be able to survive. I don't want to see this sect. I really have the strength to kill Li Xingling. At that time, I guess it is equally difficult to live.

Being secretly entangled, Li Xingling’s figure suddenly plunged backwards. Do not retreat, such as an invisible red shadow, flying to a horse body. In the hands of the blood sword, a wave of swordsmanship with a few feet long, indirectly, the wind and the wind that are not able to take care of the side of the body, and even the head with the neck to break.

The **** and sinister spirit of Li Xingling has also increased to the extreme. But the eyebrows are slightly surprised. The Zongshou above the treetops did not rush to pursue it. It was still holding a sword and standing cold in the distance.

Only slightly stunned, Li Xingling did not hesitate, and the whole person flew up. The **** swordsmanship rose and swayed, and the thunderstorm was too late to cross the space of dozens of feet and hit the treetops. And go.

Just halfway through, the two wrists exploded again, and countless blood was wrapped around the sword. The four-foot-long **** swordsmanship suddenly increased to seven feet!

The momentum is **** and bloody, it is like this sword, it can kill all creatures!

The sword was spurred by the sword, and the eyes of Zong Shou also jumped unconsciously. The next moment, I stabilized my breathing and calmed my mind. In addition to the fierce excitement of fighting with strong enemies, his heart at the moment is like a mirror, the ancient well does not wave, reflecting the world.

Everything in front of me seems to stop and suddenly stop, and all the swords and all possible changes of Li Xingling are reflected in the bottom of my heart.

Just in the **** sword, he reached the moment of four feet in front of him, and in the mouth of Zongshou, he spit out a shock.

"Out, kill!"

At the brain! The group was yin and immediately rushed. In the same direction, carrying the black wave sword, a straight wave, straight down.

There is no such change as a cloud, only the ultimate strong and sharp and fast!

If you are not close, you will feel that it is just a surplus. It will make the spirit of the gods rushing away, and the congenital martial arts, which is very strong and bloody.

In the consciousness of Zong Shou, he quietly sneered, and only when he swallowed countless trees and fine elements, immediately rushed out and protected the whole body.

This sword! He also did his best, and the sword is also not all that good, and he has no way to go back!

"Hey!"

The purple thunder flashed and wrapped around the silver sword. Hit into the shadow of the blood. Staggered with the **** sword light, and the saddle is stirred. From time to time, out of a mysterious trajectory, as if it is pervasive, constantly penetrated into the depths of the **** sword light.

The two swords hit a few times, no more. Between the rest, the branches and trees within 30 feet were cut and shattered. In the mud below, there are also dozens of deep sword marks.

There were countless cold sweats from Li Xingling’s forehead, and I felt that every sword was attacked. The sword seemed to have some cohesive force and was forcibly sucked away.

The soul of Zong Shou, under the illumination of the rising sun, is also more and more secret.

Just counting the numbers, the air, the purple and the red, the two swords and shadows, all showed a declining trend, and it is hard to continue.

Li Yuniang saw that her heart was slightly loose and she felt depressed. Knowing that the battle between the two today is mostly a draw. But at least this life can be successfully saved.

However, this shoud, although not killing Li Xingling, can only be based on the Yuanshen Yujian, the "100,000 blood killing, forced retreat, can be called this east of Yunlu, no only The genius of the genius!

Sure enough, only a moment later, the **** sword of Li Xingling has already reached the extreme, and there is no room for change. Slightly a pity, oh, a sigh, the swordsman suddenly rises again, but the figure retreats decisively backwards.

The purple electricity flashing around the soul of Zong Shouyuan is also disappearing. Under the sun, the whole group of ghosts seems to be dissipating and melting.

Within the spirit of the spirit, I also feel a sense of simmering, it is like burning.

The mind is still cold, the killing is not reduced, and it is as it is. Just in the figure of Li Xingling, he just left the time of Zhang Xu. The soul of Zong Shou also rose again.

This is a life and death sword, he waited for the two to be unsustainable!

"cut!"

Within the soul of the sea, just a few of the real shackles of the real shackles, suddenly burned, turned into a pure soul, into the dry soul of the sea vortex.

The silver sword shadow suddenly rose. Following a mystery to the extreme, unspeakable trajectory, in the eyes of Li Xingling's unbelievable glides. A round and a band, a very young head, has vacated and fell to the ground!

The blood is rushing, like the rain, and the grass is dyed into blood red.

Li Niangniang below is completely stunned, and her chest is once again horrified. This sect is not wanting to live. Obviously it is a dangerous sword, but still thinking about killing? Not afraid of the destruction of the soul, can not return to their body?

Then there was a very deep sense of unreal feeling, and it came to my heart.

Li Xingling, the 100,000 blood killing Li Xingling, is it so dead? By the age of thirteen, the world thinks that it is the body of the double veins, the Zong Shou, who can't practice, the Yuan Soul, the sword, and the broken sword?

Even the mortal is completely stunned, with a fascinating look in his face, turned and decided to look to the front.

The soul of Zong Shou, this is weak to be disintegrated. After the killing of Li Xingling, the purple thunder will appear again, and under the sun, there is no loss.

A flashing, it has returned to the body that fell under the tree, being held by the hands of the giant bear.

There was a sharp pain in the brain, and Zong Shouqiang strengthened the past. After the face is a right hand pinch a law, the demon eye silver bear, re-into the sleeve.

However, when his mind was read and spread again, he suddenly became shocked.

"Weird, just that person, I have not seen the trace, leaving it so fast!"

That rushed to the rush, it should not be less than three miles away from the strong scent, at this moment has disappeared without a trace. In the sense of God, there is no trace.

Suddenly, when you go, it is also towering.

Zong Shou’s heart was quietly confused, and his frowning was meditation. Shake his head again and walk to the side of Li Xingling's body.

The skull's eyes are still round and roaring in front, seemingly dead.

It’s just the smell of life, but it has completely disappeared.

"100,000 blood kills, killing a wife and killing a mother. This guy's murder is really powerful! The strength is strong, there is no opponent under Wu Zong!"

Zong Shou quietly feels ~lightnovelpub.net~ I only feel strange in my heart, this man's swordsmanship, master the killing of kendo. In just five or six years, you can break through the heavens. After catching up with the year, the era of the upsurge, and then flying into the sky, it is possible to enter Xianwu.

Why is it that in the later generations, it is unknown? Never heard of it?

However, Fang is also in danger to the extreme, the victory and defeat of the talent, only the Li Xianling in the mouth between the first line, this is only a little bit, it almost made him lose his death.

In the blood valley that day, he also tried his best to fight. But the innate martial artist, he was too lazy to ask. Far from the Li evil spirit, give him the key.

Just when killing this person's glimpse, Zong Shou has already felt himself, and the mastery of the kendo seems to be more clear.

The level of this war is actually far lower than his original situation. But it is evenly matched, and the opponents with the same flag are killed, and the difference between life and death depends on a sword.

It’s only a glimpse of that, and the tempering of his mind can be fulfilled in the state of mind for nearly a year.

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