: 1484. Four swords come out
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History’s Strongest Senior Brother
- August Eagle
- 1358 characters
- 2021-01-31 11:56:45
At this moment, Nie Jingshen’s sword was out, and the sword was chaotic, covering him and staying up late, obscuring Zhang Jian’s sword light.
The fiercely sacred sword of the Qing dynasty, at this moment, falls on the chaos, and only a few shackles are opened.
The next moment, the waves disappeared and everything went as usual.
The four swords of Lingbao are sent to the end, symbolizing from nothing to nothing.
But if it is nothing, then what is it?
"Yu deficiency... Promise sword...?" Zhang Buxu felt that his mood was too bad to add: "Another Yan Xing, even more than..."
In the past, when Yan Xingyu and Long Xingquan’s two brothers pressed Biyoutian, he was a personal experience.
Today, everything in the past is still vivid.
Now, it seems to be reappearing in the past.
Zhang Buxu took a deep breath and his face became expressionless. His eyes were calm and silent. Without a word, he continued to attack the sword, and he continued to persevere.
When you come to me and fight for a few rounds, you will see Nie Jingshen suddenly sullen, and the pale face will appear abnormal Yinhong.
The previous injury was touched, and Nie Jingshen’s sword was suddenly relieved, and the image of chaos was dispelled, and the compound was not prosperous, and there was no such thing as a future.
Zhang Buxu’s Jianguang immediately took the lead and broke open.
But at this moment, the night and night that was previously behind Nie Jingshen, but suddenly turned around, a sword smashed to Zhang Buxu.
Nie Jingshen had previously defended himself. He retired at this moment and stayed up all night, but he was defending himself.
Between the offensive and defensive staggered, the clouds flow, and it is natural.
Although the two swords were broken, the two swords no longer resonate, but at the moment they have reached another form of perfect cooperation.
However, such a cooperation, Zhang Buxu does not care, just motivated his offensive, Jianguang vertical and horizontal, accompanied by the sound of dragons and phoenixes, enveloped Haoyu.
But in the next moment, his expression suddenly became much more solemn.
Because the sword is staying up all night, it is the intertwined white air, the white air is everywhere, everything is disintegrated, no longer remains.
The fierce white gas condenses into a sword, but in the white air sword, a layer of dark red brilliance is plated.
The red light flashed out and moved to the void, which is difficult to estimate.
At the same time, a trace of black sword appeared, as if the silk thread was densely wrapped around the red light white sword.
A thread cut through the void, as if the life of countless lives was cut off.
At the moment, countless black lines are criss-crossed and dead.
Finally, on top of the white sword, in addition to the black line and the red light, there are more blue-colored swordsmen emerging, unbreakable and unfavorable.
Qingmang seems to be a generalist in the world, cutting and breaking down the truth of the world, so that it no longer exists.
"Four swords come out?!" Zhang Buxu blurted out.
In the sword of staying up all night, there are distinct mysteries of the four swords of the immortals, the immortals, the immortals, and the immortals!
It is Zhang Buxu in the realm of quiet and immortality. Nowadays, only three swords can be achieved.
Although his seven-stringed sword in the upper stage released the four-color sword light, it only had a maximum of three or three.
Mo said that it is him, it is the grandmother staying up late, the strongest high-definition swirl in the seven-year tour of the seven-year-old, in the true fairy realm, can only achieve the three swords.
The same is true for Long Xue, Yun Zheng, and He Wei.
The strongest who emerged after the great annihilation, the one who can be four swords in the realm of true immortality, only one before, is the grandmother of Yan Zhaoge, the sword emperor Di Qing.
Throughout the ages, there are only a handful of people who can do this throughout history.
Today, the miracle reappears!
The shackles, the shackles, the traps, and the four swords are all out, and the boundless suffocating spurs are surging, and there is even a glimpse of the mixed weather.
Zhang Buxu was caught off guard, and his own swords were suddenly cut off.
He did not take advantage of Xuan Xian's quietness. He was hard to resist and resisted the sword of the night and night. Instead, he exercised his own sword light change, constantly intercepting the sword light of staying up late, killing it, and defending it.
But at this moment, the sword of the night and night has changed again.
In her eyes, the image of the end of chaos annihilation suddenly appeared!
The fierce swordsmanship of the four swords is once again rising, producing qualitative changes!
The real mixed chaos reappears!
Zhang Buxu has completely changed his face this time.
Before this, he was still guarding against the chasing of the night and the night. After all, this martial arts could cross the real mystery, let the night of the real fairy world kill him.
However, when I first met, I spent a lot of time and nights, because I was too tired to continue.
After that, I joined forces with Nie Jingshen, staying up all night, and have already battled to the point of life and death, showing that the four swords are all in the same way as the mixed elements, and it is to give Zhang Buxu a kind of illusion of desperate struggle.
Under the two-phase verification, Zhang Buxu gradually went to the heart of caution.
Who ever thought that the final killing of staying up late is still a mixed chaos!
Everything before was a preparation for his numbness.
Now it’s finally a sight to see!
And this blow, or he can't rely on the mysterious of quietness to bite the teeth and resist!
Zhang Buxu helpless, his body shape turned sharply, avoiding the night and night.
He believes that even if the night and night are deliberately weakened, the hidden killings, but with her seriously injured body, at most, the power of a sword, as long as he avoids the initial edge, then the victory will be handcuffed.
Zhang Buxu’s judgment is good, but the day and night swordsmanship suddenly changes.
Unclear, fierce sword light flashed, turned the target, and finally fell on the scabbard in the hands of Zhang Buxu!
Zhang Buxu was shocked and quickly responded, but it was already a step late.
He was rushing from the sword to the scabbard to protect him, but he was smashed by a sword at night, and the scabbard suddenly swayed.
There is glare from the broken scabbard, spreading toward all sides, blocking between the people.
After the glare was low, I saw that the scabbard was more dilapidated and faint, and there were cracks on the surface, and even the hidden mysterious atmosphere was weak.
The right hand of the night and night, at this moment is also covered with a crack like a spider web, and even began to spread to other parts of her body.
However, the other side of the Nie Jing Shen Jian opened the void, grabbed the lumbar and lumbar limbs, and the two were far away.
Being smothered by the scabbard in his hand, the strong light blocked the road, Zhang Buxu could not enter the moment, but he had to watch the Nie Jingshen and the two smashed the void.
When all the dust settles, he wants to catch up again and has already caught up.
Originally, with the connection between the scabbard and the day and night, you can try to lock the opponent's position, but now the scabbard is further damaged, but it can't play its previous role.
Zhang Buxu did not give up, still looking for in the void.
Nie Jingshen and staying up late are seriously injured, which must affect the speed, and he is a quiet Xuan Xian, no reason to give up.
It is only as time goes by, the longer it is dragged on, the more unfavorable it is to him, so he must be quick and quick.
And Nie Jingshen with the day and night, smashed the time and space, but also kept spinning.
He turned his head worriedly, closing his eyes and eyes, sitting cross-legged, and his physical condition was extremely unfavorable.