"Zheng"

The sword roars, the sword roars, the sword stops!

Liu Suifeng stood there, his spine was not bent. The sword path was originally like moving forward, how could he kneel under the imperial power? Liu Suifeng's eyes were filled with silence, and a sword intent was presented.

Liu Suifeng stared at his sword. This sword was a seven-star sword. It carved the seven-star sword and had a faint vitality.

Like jade fingers, gently touch the Seven Star Sword.

"Zheng"

The sword was heard, and Liu Suifeng's eyes showed sword energy! At this moment, Liu Suifeng had forgotten, forgot that he wanted to protect the Song Dynasty, and forgot that the emperor of the Song Dynasty. The only remaining sword was Liu Suifeng's sword.

Walking out, Liu Suifeng looked at Ling Tian. The seven-star sword in his hand had been unsheathed, and the sword body was covered with a faint cold air. The sword ridge near the hilt was inlaid with seven gems on the Big Dipper Seven Star pattern.

"The sword is called Qixing, please give me advice from Brother Ling Tian." Liu Suifeng said!

At this moment, there were no enemies. I had forgotten the Song Dynasty, and only had the sword intent left. At this moment, Liu Suifeng completely regarded Ling Tian as a sword-like person and an opponent.

Ling Tian stared at him, nodded, and said, "Seven Star Sword, what a magical sword!"

"Of course it is a divine sword. I searched for countless divine swords between heaven and earth. Just this sword is in line with my heart, and today I will let you see the coldness of the seven stars!" Liu Suifeng said!

Ling Tian nodded and also took a step forward. However, Liu Suifeng stopped and only raised his sword: "It is rumored that Brother Ling Tian has a Yellow Spring Divine Sword, hasn't he taken it out now?"

"Haha, Huangquan Sword? I've forgotten it long ago!"

Ling Tian seemed to be feeling emotion, with his hands on his back and sighed softly!

His hands were empty, with large silver sleeves, and he was not carrying a magic sword. He was not like a swordsman, but like a literati and poet.

Liu Suifeng was silent and said again: "There is no distinction between swords and swords. Although the realm of no swords is exquisite, it may not be more brilliant than holding a long sword."

Ling Tian was disdainful and stared at Liu Suifeng and said sarcastically: "Sword is a sword, why should you say more? Let's take a sword, see how strong your sword will be after you let go of your obsession!"

After a word fell, Ling Tian had turned into a sword, a sharp sword between heaven and earth, showing his sharpness.

Ling Tian stood in the void, as if he had gathered countless sword energy, and the entire world turned into his sword domain.

Every move is a sword.

At this moment, Ling Tian looked at Liu Suifeng, his eyes turned into sword light and slashed at Liu Suifeng!

Liu Suifeng was shocked and pricked him up. However, it evolved into seven kinds of sword lights, turning into Qingfeng Hengshao.

"Zheng"

The sword roared and cried, but found that the sword light had disintegrated.

Liu Suifeng set out his sword and evolved into the Big Dipper. This is Liu Suifeng's own seven-star sword, and it is also a kind of star sword.

Ling Tian also made a sword, but it was different from Liu Suifeng's sword swing. Because Ling Tian's every move, a look, and a breath, would turn into a sword and turn into an extremely sharp sword light.

At this moment, countless people are already demented. This is the battle of the Grandmaster, which is actually such brilliance. The murderous intent is hidden in the brilliance, and one thing is bad is between life and death.

Ling Tian stood there just, endless sword lights gathered, as if there were swords between heaven and earth, and all the swords in Ling Tian’s hand.

This moment is not martial arts, it is completely immortal skills.

Even the wolf god is ashamed of himself at this moment: "It's better, it's better."

The sweeping monk also sighed: "It's incredible that there is such a person in the world!"

Xuan Cheng: "This is the sword. Among the great masters, all the sword-cultivating people are top-notch existences. Now it seems that they are really strong, too strong."

"Zheng"

But a ten-foot sword light fell and slid directly towards the seven-star sword light.

"Zheng"

Slashing seven stars with one sword, the seven stars shatter, and the willow Suifeng struggles to support it. If one is not good, it will be submerged in the sword rain.

Until now, Liu Suifeng had not had a sword light and entered within ten feet of Lingtian.

Ling Tian carried his hands on his back, his eyes turned into swords, and he was cold: "In front of me, you are not qualified to draw the sword!"

In one sentence, it spreads the entire Shaolin, the entire Songshan, and the entire world.

This sentence echoed in countless people's hearts, and everyone agreed with it, and they could not raise the slightest bit of resistance.

Ling Tian is the sword, the emperor in the sword.

Liu Suifeng struggled to support him, trying to find Ling Tian’s flaws. Unfortunately, he couldn’t find any flaws in Ling Tian.

At this moment, Ling Tian waved his sleeves and two sword energy directly stabbed at the ancestor of Sunflower: "You also use the sword and attack together!"

In a word, the sword light had already fallen in front of the ancestor Sunflower.

The ancestor of Sunflower used a thin sword, which was a bit delicate but had a kind of evil spirit.

"Haha, since that's the case, the mahjong family will try this sword light!"

A sword stabbed out and turned into a needle-shaped sword light.

"Zheng"

The thin sword pierced out and the same sword light disintegrated.

Ling Tian was speechless, staring at the ancestor of Sunflower. The ancestor and the sword light turned into vast swords, and in a moment, he stabbed out thousands of swords!

"The sword of the Zajia is made between "juefeng". It is only thin and tough, but not sword peaks. However, the sword technique of the Zajia is extremely sharp. With the sword speed of the Zajia, "juefeng" is the invincible sword!"

As the ancestor of Sunflower said, Ling Tian had already slashed his sword. A sword light pierced out, following the illusion of the sword energy.

"Zheng"

"Zheng"

This is the feast of swordsmen. The three decided swordsmen are fighting here, and for the rest, this is a feast.

For everyone present, Ling Tian, ​​Liu Suifeng, Sunflower Ancestor, every move and every move, has great inspiration, enlightenment, and even inspiration for these masters who have achieved outstanding achievements in martial arts and wisdom. In addition, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for all swordsmen.

The sword light splashed everywhere, the sword light filled the air, and the sword energy spread everywhere.

Suddenly, the ancestor of Sunflower shouted again: "Qianfeng Jue Sword!"

In an instant, the sword had been here a thousand times. Every time it was so powerful and so sharp!

This is Qianfeng Jue Sword. When Ling Tian stared at this sword, a smile appeared.

This is a fast sword, just like the sword technique of Burial Flower, just like Ximen Chuxue. It is pursuing the speed of the sword, the ultimate speed of the sword! Unfortunately, Ling Tian gave up on this road. No matter how fast the sword speed is, it is not the peak of the sword. Now I see the Ancestor Sunflower who also pursues the speed of the sword, and I feel a little moved. However, in this feeling, I find that Ancestor Sunflower has arrived at the peak of the sword speed.
Chapter completed!