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Chapter three hundred and ninety fifth moon retreats in eclipse

In Cheng Zhiyuan's eyes, he saw the battle between Huang Xue and Bai Fanwu from afar. The ghost and god behind him actually had another sword?

"There are many swords in the Chu State, and the ancients did not deceive me."

His arm was shaken, and the blood washing in the distance was ordered, and his demonic energy suddenly burst out.

As used in Hu Qishan, the surrounding world quickly darkened, the blood-colored cuckoo birds flapped their wings and flew high, the thunder sound was dull, the red light was shining, and the white dance was isolated. He stared at his eyes and was still asking for help from the three gods in the dusk mountains:

"You three mediocre dogs! You are so angry that you duke!"

Of course, this sentence was caused by scolding. The third god Xutu was very unhappy when he heard it. The dark sky wrapped Bai Fanwu in. In the eyes of the three gods, Bai Fanwu was located like a layer of curtains, floating, the dark and bright energy circulated. There was nothing abnormal when you looked from a distance, but when you looked close, you realized that there was an illusory qi world ahead.

The third god Xutu knew that the location of his three gods was not serious, but if he took two more steps forward, he might turn into a dark sky, and the scenery around him would also become scattered, like a demon coming from birth.

"The snake is gone, the jade is gone in the mountain, and the two gods in the mountain are gone... Bai Fanwu is trapped in the sky..."

First, Shenxuyan looked gloomy and sunny. They were originally here to wade into muddy water, but no matter how they looked at the situation in front of them, they were not right.

The spirit of ghosts and gods lingers in the sky, and is neither willing to move forward nor retreat, and is in a dilemma for a moment.

"You have to get some benefits, otherwise this Yin Shen's body will come out of a mud, who will bear the incense that will be consumed?"

The three gods were unwilling to return without success, so they hesitated. Bai Fanwu was shocked in the demon atmosphere. He found that his ghost spirit was constantly being cut off by the demon sword. The Yin God's ability to resist the demons is extremely low!

"Gun! Grievance!"

He started to curse, but as the demon sword danced again, his scolding immediately turned into begging for mercy.

"Mo killed me, Mo killed me! Bless me with my life!"

Bai Fanwu was shocked and begged for mercy: "Brother Jian let me go! I am willing to help you, I am willing to help you!"

He was at a loss, his heart flashed, and then he trembled: "Wait! Wait! There are three ghosts and gods outside, please follow me, I am willing to drive forward for you and kill the heads of the three ghosts and gods!"

Buzz —!

———

Bai Fanwu's spirit was depressed, his eyes were confused, and his shell was illusory at this time, as if he had returned to the time when he was still a sword a long time ago.

He heard someone calling his name.

The name of the sword?

He was not a legendary famous sword, nor was he created by an unparalleled sword-casting master. The people who cast him were not comparable to those of Ou Yezi and Gan Jiang. There were many sword-casting masters in Chu State. After annexing Wu and Yue, more and more sword-casting masters became more and more.

The swordsman who once cast him named him brand, and the ancient word "王" means that the peaks are high and steep, and it also means that the sword is extraordinary, which is unusual.

And this dance is by no means dancing or singing.

There is a saying in the Shanhai Classic that Xing Tian used his breast as his eyes and navel as his mouth, and he stomped his stem and danced with his kidneys.

This dance means waving.

"Fangwu, the craftsman is Bai, so it is called Bai Fanwu."

"The moon retreats and erosion, and the mountain is a sword--the rocks are lush and towering, with a faint spring underneath."

Bai Fanwu suddenly looked up, his eyes were confused, and he felt that his handle was being caught.

"It can be used temporarily for me instead of the hustle and bustle."

Temporary use?

Bai Fanwu couldn't help but feel strange. After all, it was a sword of ghosts and gods. How could it be used temporarily?

Aloof? What kind of sword name is this? So arrogant?

The hustle and bustle are the sounds that shake the world and the artifacts are objects that cover the world in large shapes.

In this way, the dance seems stingy.

"Who are you?"

He didn't know what he was in at this time. In his memory, the last sound was the joyful sound of the demon sword.

Is it still not dead? Is this a dangerous world in the mountains? Is it my own spiritual support and still exists for a short time?

"You should go to the mud tire. It's broken the shackles. Wouldn't it be better to go with me?"

Bai Fanwu grinned invisibly.

Who are you?

"I?"

The strange sound echoed from the darkness.

"A man who doesn't know where he comes from or where he goes!"

"I am the sword man under the throne of the King of Nanhuazhen!"

———

The dark curtain faded away, and the mountain god in the dusk mountain stood there, and a sharp sword had already spread across the neck of the first Shen Xuyan!

It was a pale sword with a notch in the center, and it was inlaid with green jade. It was four feet, nine inches and seven minutes on the whole, maintaining the usual style of the Chu State's long sword, but it was a little shorter than the standard five-foot and two-inch sword.

The broken grass was lifted up, and the sharpness of the sword pierced directly from Xu Yan's throat!

The ghosts and gods are rioting, like a big river discharges floods!

"Brother!"

Xu Gu was shocked. He moved in anger and watched the sword penetrate his eldest brother's throat. The sword broke through the bloody body, causing the ghosts and gods to escape uncontrollably!

Xu Yan opened his mouth, but the pale jade-inlaid sword turned violently on Xu Yan's head!

The heads of ghosts and gods soared into the sky, and the remaining ghosts and gods were all eaten and wiped away by the pale jade-inlaid sword!

Buzz!

The black demon sword flew over the sky, and seemed to be very satisfied with the situation at this time. Xugu Xutu retreated, and the third god Xutu was both shocked and angry: "Bai Fanwu! What are you going to do!"

"You guys are indeed acting before!"

In response to his roar, there was a fierce sword sound!

——

Cheng Zhiyuan coughed, very satisfied.

"Good sword."

He didn't turn around, but a shrill roar rang behind him!

The yellow snake grinned and bit the tail of the big green snake!

Cheng Zhiyuan said to Ying Yiren, who was shocked, "In ancient times, the gods had two green snakes and danced in the sea with red snakes. Now the green snake is coming, and the two snakes are coming together. It should be your fate."

Ying Yiren's mind was buzzing and pointed at himself.

Cheng Zhiyuan affirmed: "It's you, that's right."

The snake behind it was bitten by the yellow snake and rolled all over the ground. It roared violently and ate its tail together with the yellow snake in one bite!

The giant snake's tail was broken, and the big green snake's eyes were floating in ferociously, biting Cheng Zhiyuan!

The sound rumbles!

"You sword breaks and leaves, and there is no sword swordsman, it is no different from a big rat!"

"The Yang God is in me, not in others!"

The big green snake has a ferocious look. After eating Cheng Zhiyuan, it can remove the Yin Shen body and become the true Yang Shen!

It is probably like the Great Yin and Great Yang mentioned by the Yuhuashan Mountain God in ancient times.

If Cheng Zhiyuan said that…

Isn’t it also one of the Yin Gods?

The strange man drew his sword and looked pale. Cheng Zhiyuan slapped his right hand on the mountain sword!

Hold the hilt of the sword!

The big green snake opened its bloody mouth and froze, the snake's body churned, the abdomen swelled, and it exploded with a bang!

The yellow snake roared out from the inside, and the flesh and blood of the big green snake was broken, and from the inside out, the spirit of ghosts and gods surged out uncontrollably!

He raised the snake's head, and the sky became dark, and a stone sword was slashed down on his head!
Chapter completed!
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