Zhang Chi was murdered tonight, swallowed the blood wings, and quickly rushed over, and soon caught up with Changsun Wuji.
boom……
A magic body that refers to the split of the sword, and the long -scho -grandson's tall body was directly lifted by the vast energy, and the blood was sprayed ...
Outside his body on the wall of the Emperor's Pavilion, watching the endless river in front of him ...
"For more than thirty years, I have never thought about it, I will be like a dog ..."
There was a long sigh in my heart, and the grandson rushed directly without hesitation, and pierced into the river ...
Almost at the same time, Zhang Chi also waved his blood wings and turned into a lightning, which also rushed into the river water, but the consciousness of the sky could not find the trace of Changsun Wuji. At this moment, his consciousness even lost again.
The ability of insight into the micro ...
Without any stops, Zhang Chi rushed out of the river, the blood wing unfolded, standing quietly in the sky, silently adjust the interest, repair the injury in the body ...
It wasn't until half an hour passed that he opened his eyes again.
Not far away, Xia Hua twisted the beautiful coquettish body of the exquisite undulating, and came from Na Na, and a white cicada in white was also standing in front of the gate of the Emperor's Pavilion.
"Brother Gong, we are preparing to send the winner tonight a gift." Xia Hua's expression was very charming, and a pair of watery eyes stared at Zhang Chi in a blink of a blinking, full of charm of the charm of picking ulks.
"Huh! Nothing ..." Zu Ying's whole body murdered instantly, and his voice sounded in his heart ...
Zhang Chi smiled bitterly in his heart, knowing that he was against the sky as his ancestral shadow, and did not want to contact the fireworks woman. However, Zhang Chi also knew that the Emperor's Pavilion was the place where the power was as one party.
"Let me write down today's gift and get it again." Said, Zhang Chi rose, flying towards the distant air.
"Shadow, tonight I want to make the young strong in the wasteland become my stepping stone. The ladder of the heavens, I want to step through their body to achieve the supreme first star in the body.
In a series of war, my heart is like iron. You can only make me feel dependent by my side. In that way, the perception between life and death will become smaller.
The change is reduced.
I can't fail, nor can I tolerate such a thing, so I asked you to go home now, so as to pity me to distraction ... "Zhang Chi talked firmly.
"good……"
What kind of Zu Ying is? After listening to Zhang Chi's words, I immediately understood Zhang Chi's heart.
Nympho
After Zu Ying agreed, he turned and flew over without any hesitation, and there was no emotion in his body. However, a long sigh of sighing in his heart: "Life and death are fate, I hope you can come back alive before dawn ..."
"The next one, the Ximen blows the snow ..."
The night is like water, a little bit of starlight.
Zhang Chi flew across over the deserted city, wiped a few night birds in his body and fluttered. Suddenly, he came to an ancient house in the deep courtyard.
This is an ancient house with vicissitudes. The soil walls cast by the yellow mud are immortal through the endless years of the endless years. Each inch of soil has its own story. Because of the hurried flow of the long river, it seems that it has petrified ...
In the yellow mud wall, the blue stone castle that enters a few front and back, this green stone castle must be traced back to the wasteland at least 500 years ago before you can find his ancient figure.
However, today's ancient buildings have stayed today after Canghai Sangtian. This is definitely a miracle. This is the former residence of the Ximen family in the desert city. Although it has been done for thousands of years, no one dares to fight this ancient house.
The Ximen family came from ancient times, all of which were all iron bones, and there was never a greedy existence of life and fear of death, and the creed of the ancient family was independent, freedom.
And the Ximen family also has the biggest feature. From ancient times, it remains short. If anyone dares to provoke people from the Ximen family, the consequences are horrible ...
The ancient families who always disappear in the flash of human flashing lines will suddenly appear and gather. God blocks the killing of God.
When the ancient gate blowing snow was ten years old, his father taught all the swordsmanship of the Ximen family to him, and he did not know the track. This was the rules of the Ximen family and never changed.
Ximen Blowing Snow, as in his childhood, was born at the age of ten and in the huge ancient castle, only he and his father, and only one Xuan Tie heavy sword grew up after he was ten years old.
His young age is so lonely. For him, Xuan Tie Chongjian Zhen survives his life. He is his only friend since childhood. Xuan Tie Chongjian is his other half of the soul!
The castle is very dark, and the buildings made of boulder are very tall, blocking the soft moonlight, making it very gloomy here.
In front of the dark palace, a magnificent shore was sitting on his knees on the ground, facing the ancient and huge Qingshi Palace, and a heavily heavily shot sword was placed on his knees ...
"I'm back ..."
Although Ximen Blowing Snow had thought about it several times, he found that he did not have any attachment to the old castle that had parties for several years.
Even if there is a wind meal outside, it is better than this old castle that has been gone for many years, because the memories left here are only lonely.
Over the Castle, Zhang San looked at everything below, and soon found the lonely figure in the shadow of the huge palace.
"snort!"
Suddenly, Ximen blowing snow and humming up, and the Xuan Tie heavy sword in his hand pointed directly at the relaxation of the sky, as if it was going to break the void ...
Huh La ...
A mysterious domain field shrouded the shadow of the palace, and the whole palace was shaking violently -it was another terrible field youth strong.
Zhang Qi slowly landed down, standing in front of the huge ancient temple, opposite to Ximen blowing snow ...
A black iron heavily sword, coercion in the southern wasteland, and the peers difficult to find the hand. When the field of Ximen blowing snow is in the yard, it has been put away.
Staring at Zhang Chi.
Without any words, both of them knew each other's mentality. Right now they were in the breakthrough stage, and they were in a critical period when they rushed into the realm of the army.
The younger generation despise all beings. This is their common mentality. They defeat all the strong on the altar of the same level, so that they will become themselves in the next realm, condense into the first star of the sky.
Stone, this is what these young generations want to do ...
Who has completed this goal and who is as firm as iron, condensed into the first heart in Dantian, the star will become the strongest star ...
At this moment, there is no need to say much at all, there is only World War I!
...
The Xuan Iron Heavy Sword inserted on the ground violently trembled, and then suddenly automatically rushed to the sky. The original black iron heavy sword, at this moment, was like a shocking Changhong, illuminating the entire night sky.
Shenguang is dazzling, it seems like having a soul, a rotation in the sky, and slamming towards Zhang Chi ...
The sword mang was practiced, and the sky was like a thunderbolt falling down. The lightning light was dazzling, gorgeous, and the fiery sword mang was intertwined into a dying net.
Two cold manges shot in Zhang Chi's eyes: "The ancient star Chen Yujian gods?"
"What can Yushuangtong calculate? In my Ximen ancient sword combat skills, it is not worth the sun!" Simon blowing snow is iron -blooded, which is the momentum that people who really kill.
"Okay, sword ..."
Zhang Chi made a big move, and the six ancestors of the ancestors turned into the dark sword in Zhang Chi, and the sword of the no -front sword was empty.
The castle is bright.
…… 铿 ...
The sound of the shock of Zhentian metal was endless, and there was a continuous collision with the sword without front sword and the Xuan Tie heavy sword. A series of Mars burst out.
All of this is almost like lightning. Zhang Chi's body has turned into a faint light, and the inferior sword and the Xuan Iron heavy sword tear up the light of the sky, like a huge waterfall inverted, then
It is the sword qi and sword mang. The dancing dances all day throughout the day, with magnificent and powerful times.
The ground was broken, and the castle was shaking.
The twenty -seventh sword came out, the Xuan Tie heavy sword made a sorrow and broke away, and returned to the hands of Ximen blowing snow ...
At the moment of holding the mysterious sword with both hands, Ximen blowing the snow instantly, and the whole person suddenly seemed to be several times taller.
It gives people a very weird feeling, like a giant appeared there abruptly there, bringing people an extremely powerful sense of oppression.
Boom ...
The cold light collapsed, and Ximen blowing the snow step forward. The Xuan Tie Chong Jian sent a harsh sound under his wave ...
The thick sword mango came from the turbulent roar like a roar roaring galaxy.
The three thatchi gazebo not far away was instantly broken by the overflowing sword sword gas.
Void.
Zhang Chi's eyes flashed, holding the sword with both hands, and his body was full as a feather, and then he went away facing the sword.
Om ...
boom……
The sword mang collided with the sword mang, like the Xuan Iron Sword and the Wuding Sword collide together. It was a clear metal strike sound, and even metal vibrato.
The dazzling light erupted in the air made people unable to open their eyes at all. The violent energy swept the sky. It was violent like the waves of waves, and even the earth was constantly cracked.
It is like a sky -shaking!
Zhang Chi passed the sky, and the sword without front sword continued to cut the snow to blow the snow, pointing directly at the waist and abdomen.
To the eldest Sun Wuji, you must confront the fist with fist, fight against Ximen to blow the snow, and you must take the sword ...
The sword of the front is like a rainbow, and it is scanning down, and it is dazzling ...