Three Seven Nine Three Swords
"Teacher."
Dao Feizi climbed up, raised his hand to wipe the blood on the corner of his mouth, and his face was happy.
It is the person who comes to teach Cangsongzi.
Countless people look up and wait and see, Cang Songzi is wearing a robe, holding dust, white hair, white, and empty, like a fairy.
"Cangsongzi"
East sunflower, dead wood frowned, Lao Jianxian has to deal with the young master, and now even Cang Songzi is here.
Cangsongzi fell to the ground, and the robe was clean and not like a thing. Without dyeing, his palm turned gently, and a gossip bronze mirror appeared in his palm out of thin air. Then he shown Chen Mo.
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"It's really a dragon soul" Cangsongzi Shen Sheng said.
"Teacher, Master Pang, Jiang Rong and others died on Chen Mo's hands, and he must not spare him easily." Dao Feizi walked in front of Cangsongzi.
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Cangsongzi frowned, and immediately shook the dust. Dao Feizi felt that there was an energy in the body that was scratched, and the spin was "wow", spit out a bite.
"Teacher Xie." Dao Feizi showed joy, and the veins caused by withered wood just now have been dredged by the teacher.
"Hum, explain." Donghuang snorted lightly: "Dao Yuanzi cultivated the Taoist ninety years, but he shot a junior who had only 30 years of cultivation.
What to explain ... "
Dao Feizi was a little puzzled after hearing, isn't the master being killed by the Emperor Emperor?
"East Emperor, this is not the reason to tell you, Chen Mo, you must die." Cang Songzi dumped the dust, and the invisible truth was immediately drawn to Chen Mo.
Donghuang Taiyi star robe was encouraged, but just vomited.
The air in front of Chen Mo was exploded, blocking the invisible practice.
"Senior, remember that you promised to poverty, Donghuang, Poor Road stopped." It has long been expected that Donghuang will not make people easily, and Cangsongzi can do things without thinking.
"The little old man just said just now that he only had three swords for him. After the three swords, he was dead or alive, and it had nothing to do with the little old man."
The old sword fairy lifts the sword, and countless drops of the sword walls under the wall of the city wall rose to the ground.
Cangsongzi, Donghuang's frown is all frown.
"Luoyang Tian." Cang Songzi said one by word.
"The little old man will use the strongest three swords." The old sword said indifferently.
"Okay." Helpless, Cang Songzi could only promise.
"Infatuation."
Donghuang Taiyi did not agree. The whole body was soaring, the star robe was automatic, and the hunting sounded. The next moment, the ground rose, and there were countless purple electric halo around the whole body.
Donghuang Tai has a pair of hands and seals. The next moment, these thunder balls are like a touched roaring thunder group, which spoke thousands of thunder. These thunders condensed into two, stabbing the Cangsongzi and the old sword fairy.
That vast Tianwei, the people who were shocked could not help but step back.
"Is this the strength of Donghuang?"
Dao Feizi looked slightly changeable. In front of the overwhelming purple light, the people around them were like a duckweed on the waves under the storm.
Cang Songzi did not hide, and raised the gossip bronze mirror in his hand.
"Capture"
In the next second, the mirror surface was also broken, Cang Songzi took a half step back, picking an eyebrow.
Lao Jianxian just compared the long sword in his hand. Those weapons that were pulled up to form a heavy barrier in front of them.
As a heavy barrier was shattered by the electric light, when the last heavy barrier came, it was blocked.
The moment under the block, the last heavy barrier was also broken.
"It seems that your strength is better than your master." Lao Jianxian was slightly shocked.
"You may not be an opponent, and you want to use one enemy two, East Emperor, you are too arrogant." Cangsong Zidao.
Donghuang was too unwilling to say a lot. He rushed out before, and he was extremely fast. Three figures were splitted by his body.
The two figures were stopped by Cangsongzi, and that was the shadow. The last real body broke through the Cangsongzi blockade, and the old sword fairy was only three steps apart.
Donghuang Tai's palm turned outwards, twisted in one palm, attacked the old sword fairy, and the unspeakable freehand freehand.
Lift one elbow, and cleverly bounced off the exploration arm of the old sword fairy's unborn sword, and suddenly twisted the arm of the old sword fairy with both hands.
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In fact, it is to win the sword in the hands of the old sword fairy.
If a sword fairy has no sword, his strength will be greatly reduced.
However, Lao Jianxian has lived for so long, and I have never seen any tricks, and I have done it with the previous Donghuang Taiyi.
With the method of response, it is easy to resolve.
Then grab Chen Mo's shoulders in one hand, a little feet, step on the eaves, and take away from the distance: "Boy, there are too many people who interfere with it here, we change places."
Donghuang Taiyi wanted to chase it, and the Cangsongzi who was caught up was entangled.
The clay people still have three -pointers. Donghuang Taiyi stopped keeping his hands. He fought with Cang Songzi and swept the dead wood.
Dead wood, East Sunflower hurry to chase.
Dao Feizi did something at this time.
Things are urgent, dead wood frowns, let Dongfui go first.
Ye Yiren, Li Wanqiu, Xuerou chased the past.
"Yiren, bring me." Du Zi said.
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Lao Jianxian brought Chen Mo to an unmanned open area, and there was a yellow sand in the surroundings.
Lao Jianxian put Chen Mo down. After he stood, he slipped out of more than 20 feet, and he pointed to Chen Mo with a sword: "Boy, ready?"
Chen Mo pulled the corner of his mouth, and felt that the old man acted a bit "meaning". He tried to tell him what to see if he could let him go.
However, Lao Jianxian directly blocked his words, and said: "If you don't say, just be ready, just three swords, after the three swords, whether you are life or death, the little old man will leave immediately."
"..."
Does Chen Mo have a choice? He doesn't.
"Mother, fight."
Chen Mo's expression was fierce, the whole person's momentum changed, the upper body robe exploded, the breath rose, and finally the air rose.
Grand Master's Realm.
Chen Mo used Dasheng Jue.
The magic armor covers the whole body again.
"It is indeed a person who has a dragon soul. As soon as the white lotus magic merit, the breath on his body is stronger than that of Taoist Zizi."
Lao Jianxian commented on, and then looked at the face, and became serious: "Come, this is the first sword."
Although he said only three swords, this is not to let go of Chen Mo, because of these three swords, he will not have a trace of hand.
"Drink!"
Old Jianxian drank lightly, Jianfeng pointed out, and when he paused, countless yellow sand fluttered, and it was condensed above Chen Mo's head into a huge sword with a huge ten -foot.
"Boom!"
Chapter completed!