Yang Ling and Liu Muhan sensed the change in Léa's momentum, and they couldn't help but glance at each other, and there was a shocking "color" in their eyes.

Is Léa planning to perform the last gesture of the sword dance?

In the battlefield below, the billowing flood has been rushing down, and the world is full of roaring floods. The soldiers are overwhelmingly capturing prisoners. This battle can be described as a complete victory.

But these are not important anymore. At this moment, Yang Ling and Liu Muhan are staring at Leya. She is still dancing with her sword, but her momentum is rising a little bit, as if she is brewing for the last one!

The surrounding kendo laws are more and more condensed, no longer relying on induction, but visible to the naked eye.

Those pure white "color" and sharp training are gathering around Liya.

Yang Ling whispered in a low voice: "Daughter, this last pose requires a lot of true essence support. If you can't make it out, you may be hurt by the Great Sword!"

"Dad already knows you are good enough, stop it!"

"Do not!"

Liya confidently said: "Sword Dance must be able to make my mother feel, she must be looking at me now!"

"I just want her to see, I won't be worse than her in the future!"

"Is my sister watching?"

Liu Muhan looked towards the boundless sky, Yang Ling sighed, Liya suddenly proposed to perform a show, the real purpose is to communicate with Long Er?

Maybe she is really watching...

At least Sister Xianzun is now looking at Liya, but she doesn't know what Sister Xianzun is thinking in her heart.

"Dad, little aunt, you are optimistic!"

"Now I am the most beautiful Yang Jinlei!"

Leya was talking, holding the sword spinning and leaping forward, and the surrounding pikes of the avenue of swords danced at the same time with her. At this moment, Yang Jinlei was really beautiful.

Liu Muhan shocked and said, "Thank you like a dragon, and if you are shocked, your eyes are like rainbows."

"Rong Yao Kyushu, Qi Luo Hua is ashamed, unparalleled elegance..."

Looking at Liya at this moment, the female president is full of stunning "colors", and Yang Ling's eyes seemed to see another person dancing with a sword.

At this moment, Leiya's posture was almost exactly the same as the Eternal Sky Immortal Venerable in her dream and Long Er in her memory.

It's really like her mother...

"The dragon shadow follows the wind!"

Leya gently spit out these four words, which is also the last style of sword dance, a style that integrates swordsmanship!

The surrounding avenues turned into two phantoms behind her!

This is the phantom of the two immortals, Eternal Sky and Samsara!

"dance!"

Leya yelled, and the two immortal phantoms behind him seemed to open their eyes, but at this moment, with only a click, the Qinghong sword in Leya's hand broke in two!

"boom!"

The next moment the Qinghong Sword was shattered into countless fragments. At the same time, the two phantoms of the Immortal Venerable disappeared at the same time.

"Ah!! My sword!"

Liya screamed, eyes full of painful "color", Liu Muhan almost immediately rushed over and hugged Liya and said, "Child, are you okay."

"Woo...Little aunt, my sword is broken..."

"Damn it, I have clearly understood the last form of dragon shadow with the wind, has it gone wrong..."

Liya hugged Liu Muhan pitifully, rubbing her little head against her chest, "Little aunt, you are the reincarnation of Samsara, can you teach me?"

auzw.com Seeing that Léa is fine, Liu Muhan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Silly boy, don't force yourself."

"If one day I understand sword skills, I will definitely teach you."

Lya nodded lightly, looked at the Qinghong Sword that had become fragments, and tears were coming out.

Yang Ling shook his head and sighed, and stepped forward: "Daughter, this last dragon shadow communicates the thoughts of the Immortal Venerable with the wind. I don't know if you made it right, but the magic weapon level long sword can't bear the profound meaning of the sword."

"This is just a sword dance. If it is a sword move used against the enemy, I am afraid that if you use the profound meaning of floating fragrance and glancing shadows, the long sword will break. Don't use it indiscriminately in the future."

"Ok……"

Léa nodded aggrievedly, but left Liu Muhan's arms, hugged Yang Ling and said, "Dad, I have no sword."

"Do you have any Dragon Soul Sword, Dragon Abyss Sword, Black Dragon Halberd, etc., just give me one."

"you……"

Yang Ling's face "shows" a weird "color". Before his daughter was like a fairy under the moon, this would have no temperament, and the front and back contrast was too great!

Liu Muhan chuckled lightly, but took out a long sword with a fiery red "color": "Jin Lei, this Chixiao sword was given to me by your mother, now it is forwarded to you."

"Don't break it anymore."

"No, no, no."

Liya shook her head repeatedly and said: "Akasaka sword is a "sex" of fire, I am a "sex" of metal and thunder, it doesn't match me!"

"And the Chixiao Sword was given to you by my mother, I dare not ask for it!"

Liu Muhan looked at Yang Ling helplessly when he heard the words, Lya also coquettishly wrapped his father's neck: "Dad, give it to the magic weapon, don't you want your daughter to fight with bare hands, right?"

Yang Ling gave her a white look, and took out the Seven-Star Sword between his hands: "Here, the Seven-Star Sword is hard enough to break easily. Take it."

"Seven Star Sword?"

Lya took a look at the sword floating beside her, and shook her head again and again: "This sword looks powerful, but it's just a handful of rubbish, don't let it go."

"Oh?"

Yang Ling laughed and said, "It's not bad, but I can see that this sword is not very good. I am indeed my daughter, with a good vision."

"Of course!"

Liya chuckled and then began to act like a baby. She was determined to scrape a treasure from Yang Ling.

"Ding, you fulfilled Liya's wish that you would admit that the Seven-Star Sword is a trash, and the wish value is +8."

Liu Muhan looked at the parents and didn't know what to say for a while. These two "sexuals" were too similar...

Yang Ling was entangled by her daughter, but in desperation he took out the Long Yuan sword.

"Ugh?"

Liya was taken aback for a moment: "Dad, you want to give me the Dragon Abyss sword?"

"Should it be the Dragon Soul Sword?"

Yang Ling smiled faintly, the two swords had different meanings to him.

The Dragon Abyss Sword was given in an ordinary box, and it was drawn out of shit, but the Dragon Soul Sword was opened out of Xia Feiyan's exclusive treasure box, which had a special meaning.

He smiled faintly: "Just hold it for you, where are so many questions?"

"Ok!"

There was light in Liya's eyes, and she was about to grab the Dragon Abyss Sword, but at this moment, a white light suddenly lit up in the sky, and then a cold light flew over and appeared in front of several people with a swish.

This is a floating long sword, with a cold light on the body and a golden dragon embroidered on the hilt. Its aura surpasses the magic weapon and reaches the level of the holy treasure!

"Absolute Sword!"

The three of them recognized the origin of the sword almost at the same time and looked back at the sky, but there was nothing there...