"Hua Wucheng, since you are poisoned, I will let you have three swords."

The sound rang out, open and unpretentious.

But it is nothing like the poisonous deception!

The strong wind was rolling against the wind, the heavy snow was lingering, and the red lantern was illuminating, while the man who ruled the world was standing on the snow, looking at the gray-white swordsman on the roof, and said lightly: "Come and fight."

Hua Wucheng didn't expect that the poisoning incident would really give him some advantage, so he remained silent and just shouted loudly: "Then Hua is here."

In everyone's eyes, a grey light rose into the sky. The gray-haired leader closed his eyes. Before the sword had been pulled out, he was surging. But when the sword was halfway through, the sword held by one arm suddenly released.

The hand was already on the hilt of the sword.

The sword came out an inch and dragged out from the sheath. The sword energy was like the sun about to burst, dazzling and dazzling, making it impossible to see the figures of the two.

The sword comes out!

With a sword piercing through the sky, the heaven and earth burst into a loud sound like a yellow bell, and the majestic sound came out.

The huge air waves were filled with wind and snow, and the heroes on the ground hurriedly covered their sleeves and faces, and their luck calmed down to resist the violent air waves.

The wind dissipated and the snow dissipated. The two of them were no longer in the sky, but on a clearing in the capital.

The Divine Martial King in the python robe stretched out his right hand and clamped the sharp sword with his fingers.

"The first sword."

A calm voice came, and King Shenwu let go of his fingers and threw them casually. The one-armed gray-clothed swordsman rose and fell several times, pulling a long distance.

The scabbard has long disappeared, and there is no need to draw a sword.

So the slightly thin but vicissitudes of life and strength held the sword, dragged it slantedly, and walked slowly. In the eyes of the leader Hua, the only young prince standing with his hands behind his back was left.

The knights in the distance used their own light skills and stood on the roof. Many of them were carrying lanterns. They soon stood around the open space the size of Beijing Square, watching this scene.

There is a little more red light in the black and white world.

Hua Wucheng circled around the center, and he was moving faster and faster, but he was sensing the traces of the three ascetic monks.

They had come and walked in the darkness. In the shadows of three different directions and three different alleys, they had already folded their hands together and prepared to kill.

Such a high-profile approach to the snow has destined that those who are cicadas will no longer be underestimated by him.

What kind of feeling did the Buddha fire, which burned out the five consciousnesses, ruined him?

Hua Wucheng quickly passed some necessary things in his mind. The second sword was about to show weakness.

So he shouted softly. In everyone's eyes, the gray-haired leader finally moved. The gray-waving ring suddenly stopped, and the sword was like a white light shot out from the silk-pulling cocoon!

Breaking through the wind and snow, it was like the sound of the crack of a broken silk, and returned with a sword.

The Divine Martial King in the python robe narrowed his eyes slightly, bounced his finger away, and heard a crisp sound of "Dang". The sword fell sideways and slid past him.

Cough cough cough

Hua Wucheng fell to the ground, then slowly got up, picked up the long sword, half kneeled on the ground, facing his back to King Shenwu, but seemed to have used too much force, but his breath was irregular, or the poisoning had not been cured, and he looked like he was vicissitudes and sad.

"President Hua, the poisoning has not been cured."

"It seems that there is no suspense in this third sword."

"It's just a pity for this peerless battle, a pity for the name of a hero."

Everyone sighed.

"The Second Sword."

King Shenwu's voice was indifferent, and then reminded: "You have another chance, no need to hide anymore, otherwise you will not even be able to take action."

"Cough cough cough" The sick gray-haired man was still coughing, then suddenly looked up and said hoarsely, "Where is your Fang Tian Hua Ji?"

"The wind and snow are for me."

King Shenwu looked calm, "If you do your best, you will naturally see that today's battle, you and I know what it means. It's all the time. What are you doing when you hide it and kneel and cough?"

He smiled contemptuously, "You are not worthy of my respect."

With a wave of her sleeve, the wind and snow all over her body suddenly stopped, and she was stuck beside him, as if time had stopped, "Come on, don't let me wait too long, I'm still waiting for me to go back to review the memorials in the Imperial Study Room."

"good!!"

Hua Wucheng roared lowly, his eyes turned, he looked at the shadow hidden by the ascetic monk, and then shouted: "It is indeed a picture of the brilliance at this time. If you don't give your all, when will you wait!!"

The voice stopped and the sick, as if the leader of the sick and unsustainable world, suddenly stepped on the ground, the ground exploded, and the stone chips splashed, rushing towards the sky, mixing with the heavy snow falling all over the sky.

His one arm holding the sword suddenly began to change.

The red as blood, the muscles were tangled, and the long sleeves of the blue shirt could not withstand the expansion and burst. The scorching high temperature made the air twist, and the entire square was like a high-temperature stove.

The third sword of the Alliance Leader Hua stabbed out, but it gave people the feeling that it was just a huge palm. The five claws that were no longer humans were the means of attack, and the sword was just an ornament on the palm.

The onlookers could hardly believe their eyes.

"What is this?"

"This arm, this"

"This is a demon!!"

The contrasting reverse scroll is almost unresponsive. The heroes stared at this scene blankly, like a dream, and could not tell the truth or the false.

How could it be a demon, leader of Alliance Hua?

How is that possible?

And at the same moment.

Another huge change has emerged.

Three golden rays of light burst out from the darkness at the entrances of the three alleys, and the sound of the Sanskrit sounds rose everywhere. The sacred meaning made people want to bow, bend their knees, and lie down to bow.

A Buddha's light hides the supreme power vajra.

A Buddha's light is entangled by Pisces.

A Buddha's light is actually a permanent ***.

Golden light, golden light, fire light, golden light!

Four rays of lights from all directions!

At the end of the light was the Shenwu King who was wrapped in a python robe but seemed a little desolate at this time.

He seemed not to notice this sure-fire attack, but just looked up at the vast sky.

The sky is falling snow.

Heavy snow.

Snow is like trunk.

The sky has not opened its eyes.

God and demons come together!

"Is it almost spring?"

King Shenwu smiled.

He raised his fingers and pressed the ground with his five fingers. The snow around him suddenly turned golden, and the flowers were all the Nirvana fires burning the five consciousnesses. Between the heaven and earth, the wind and snow were swept away, as if the mind had influenced the will of heaven.

The banging momentum broke through the gray sky above my head!

The knights of the martial arts who were oppressed by supreme power bent their knees, but at this moment they seemed to feel something and looked up at the sky.

A narrow cave was broken through the sky, and behind the cave was a pure white sky, which was no longer gray.

But the calm and majestic voice rose in each of their ears.

"If you don't open your eyes, I'll open it for you.

If you are ruthless and do not come to the world, I will ask for you."

The domineering voice overwhelmed all the light. In everyone's eyes, the end of the golden light of the fire was surging. The young King Shenwu raised his hand, and the wind and snow turned into his hand.

The wind and snow make the halberd.

cut!
Chapter completed!