Vol 2 Chapter 1253: Royal Leizong struck

"Not good!" At this time, Ruo Si was really surprised, but she did not wait for her to reach out, and there was a strong roar of sounds. Several equally blushing brilliance rushed into the air...
If I don't dare to neglect and rush to grab my hand, then the reddish sword light is also bursting open, and several images of the four sides appear again!
However, the sound of the explosion of "砰砰砰", the number of Jianguang just showed the mirror, and immediately broke into fluorescence! These flying flying swords were first discovered by the monks, and they did not wait for the sword to see the clues and immediately destroyed them!
"Which martial art is this?"
Fortunately, after the annihilation of several swords, the last small, only one-foot-square mirror was revealed. I saw that it seemed to be far from the sky. It was also the same momentum as the disciples, and that was tens of thousands. Yu Leizong disciple is also urging the weapon to fly over!
"Terror phoenix ~ ~" If you see the costumes of Yu Leizong's disciples, the mind is unconsciously just saying that just now, Gu Yu said, and then look at other bright sword disciples, his face can not help but pass a trace of panic!
"This rain... It’s not the time to come!" Ruth couldn’t help but sigh, but she still looked at the rhyme with some strangeness. If it’s not rhyme, people’s valley rain may not say these things that make people low.
Gu Yu also seems to perceive the fear of everyone, hesitating, whispered: "The younger generation... don't think the horror phoenix will be here! He... his personality is so proud, he will not attack with other monks!"
"Not bad!" Yunbai is also awkward, hurriedly took a jade chair. Cried, "Why would you like to see the seven monks in the horror of the phoenix?"
Yun Bai is also trying to save the mistakes just made!
"Yes, that is!!" A group of swords and swordsmen shine brightly, but also realized that they have never heard of the horror phoenix. These masters will appear with other monks!
"啪~" burst into a loud sound, seeing a thumb-sized thunder flash above the mirror, and the mirror finally burst!
"Yi Shi!" Yun Bai got up and said, "There is also a monk in the royal Leizong. It seems to have one or two thousand! This adds up to nearly 40,000 monks! It is exactly the same as the swordsman of the Seven Ridges! ... Dao Zong’s homework is still very good!

"Well," Joss nodded slightly, and swayed his hand. "Yun Bai Shimei. Now there are two places in the Royal Leizong and the Huanhua School. You and I must be defending the enemy separately. Which monk is going to kill?"
"浣花派!!!" rhyme shouted without hesitation.
"Very good!" Joss also got up and took a shot. A flying red sword was taken out. Turn your hand. The flying sword rushed into the air, and the sound of a sword screamed, turning into a few flying swords and rushing out of the cave!
"This sword has already informed the disciples who are defensively outside of the hundred miles to retire. Don't go to the edge of the sword, wait for my reinforcements to be in a place to die with them!"
"Chen Feng!"
The Chen surnamed swordsman heard and hurriedly got up, "Predecessors please tell me!"
"You will inform the Ji Jian of the bronze bell school, and tell the details of this situation! Please ask the old man to go out immediately and stay in the middle!"
"Yes, the younger generation knows!" Chen Feng hurriedly rushed out and hurried out!
"Oh? The predecessors of the Bronze Bells are here too?" Li Chun listened, his face was clearly showing joy!
If he nodded slightly, he smiled and said: "His old man is the highest swordsman in my seven ridges. This sword and rhyme-white sister are just looking at his old man!"
"Very good!" Li Chun said with a smile. "Since the old predecessors are here, the tens of thousands of Taoist monks are not afraid!"
"Oh, it is!" Rhyme is also nodding.
"Please ask the seniors to order, which seniors and other seniors go out to defend the enemy?" Li Chun invited the war.
If you don't have to think about it at all, he waved his hand: "You wait for the sword to kill the royal disciple!"
"Yes!" Gu Yu and others also got up and replied.
Immediately, if thinking is methodical, all the swordsmen are all deployed, roughly divided into two, each lead out!
Yu Leizong was not a martial art who came to the Seventh Mountain. He also had disciples with Mosangshan and Yimenmen, and even disciples of several small sects in the Xiguo, but Yu Leizong sent out. A monk in the early days of Jindan, and the disciples of Yu Leizong took up the majority!
At this time, flying in front is a group of disciples of Canre Palace!
The leader is the cultivation of the late stage of the building. There is a strange magic weapon in his hand. The two ends are pointed, but the middle is flat. There are some flashing brilliance in the middle! The monk spurred the magic weapon in his hand, and the brilliance of the brilliance in the magic weapon flashed, and suddenly there was a sharp sway in the corner of the slanting position above the flat one! The disciple did not hesitate to push the mana, but he saw a few vibrations on top of the magic weapon. The thunder of several thumb thicknesses stretched out, and it was shot in the wilderness far away!
But listening to the "rumbling" sound, it is really hitting the thick snow layer in the wilderness!
After a while, when the movement was gone, the disciple still motivated the magic weapon. At this time, the flatness in the middle of the magic weapon restored calmness, like a layer of water waves, which did not produce half a silk!
"You wait and wait here!" The disciple commanded, and returned with a magic weapon in his hand!
The imperial concubine of the Royal Leizong is neatly arranged into a formation. Basically, each Leigong is a large team. There are several dozen teams in each of the brigades. The two sides of the Royal Leizong disciple are Mosang Mountain and Yishang. The disciples are also waiting in a row, forming a formation according to the habits of the two sects! Other scattered martial art are sandwiched among the three disciples. Although there are few sporadic people, the momentum is so high that they are all arrogant!
Just above the top of these disciples, there are about ten high chapters, and there are more than a dozen monks who built the base of the late stage. They are surrounded by an old man in the early days of Jindan. These dozens of people are also flying slowly, not in a hurry. !
The late-stage disciple of the team leader flew into the air and said to him: "Yu Kan Shishu, the disciple has used the clear turbidity to check the distance of the left 30 miles, and then there is no trace of flying swords or swords!"
The Jindan monk is naturally the leader of Yu Leizong, and it is also the victory of the Canre Palace, the commander of the attack on the Seventh Ridge! After listening to the obituary of the Zhuji disciple, Kan Sheng nodded slightly: "Well, good!"
Immediately after the release of the thoughts, sneer: "The flying swords and swords in the thirty miles are gone, but there are still a lot of bright swordsmen ambushing 30 miles away! These swordsmen are afraid to prepare to attack me." Go to Yufeng, send three hundred disciples, and bring the heads of these swordsmen!"
"Yes, the disciple understands!" The voice of Yu Leizong, who called Yufeng, flashed a trace of excitement, and his body shape quickly fell, pointing in the air for a moment, and nearly three hundred royal disciples were out of the crowd. Follow him to the front!
"Kang predecessors really got it!" Yu Leizong disciple has just been sent out, a hair is a little white, but the old charm of the building still exists in the late stage of the woman said, "The ordinary Jindan predecessors, the gods are only ten In the sky, it’s just twenty miles away. I don’t think that the predecessors’ gods have already reached thirty miles. If the predecessors were pregnant, wouldn’t they go beyond a thousand miles?

Kan Sheng’s face flashed a glimmer of glory, but he still waved his hand:
Jingdao Yougao looks at the old man! The old man is just some adventures in his childhood. This is a very long experience in mind. It is a bit more advantageous than an ordinary friend. However, the gods who read thousands of miles are the supernatural powers of the predecessors. Even if the old man is a baby, it is impossible to do so!"
"Hey, Kan's predecessors are humble!" Another female practitioner opened the mouth. This female repair looks slightly younger than the Jing Tingting of Mosang Mountain. The hair is very black. It is the spiritual pearl of Yimenmen. "The seniors started. It is high, and the future achievements are even higher. If the predecessors have deep cultivation, how can they be sent here? The Seven Ridges are the original Lingshi veins of the Sky City. They will not let their disciples come over, but let the predecessors lead the team. Are you afraid that they can't take seven ridges?"
Kan Sheng is going to say something more. Suddenly, he raises his head and his brow wrinkles. It seems that God has noticed something!
Lingzhu, Jing Tingting and other monks in the late stage of building the foundation are all releasing the gods, but their gods are only ten days, how can they see what?
"Well" seeing everyone are looking at themselves with their eyes, Kan Sheng sneered, "Sword repair actually issued a summoning order, so that those ambush swords have returned to the seven mountains, against Yufeng they are afraid to empty hands and returned !"
"Haha, sword repair is also a dog's nose!" said a late monk in the base of the building. "They know that I am waiting for today, but I will see the prestige of the predecessors, and I will be scared!"
Kan Sheng knows that this is a flattering act, but it sounds like it is still used. Look at the leader of the small martial art and nodded slightly.
Sure enough, after half a sigh, Yufeng with three hundred disciples turned around, it was a sorrowful slogan: "Kang Shishu, disciple is not right, never flew to the vicinity, I saw a flying sword appeared. The many swords repaired and did not shine, they all flew away..."

Nothing!
Kan Sheng smiled.
They’re hiding, it’s just a distance of two hundred miles. Finally, I’ll always meet with you! You lead the three hundred disciples, open the road ahead, and marry the team. When you open a distance of ten miles, you will be killed immediately when you encounter a sword repair!"
"You have to make ~" with Yufeng shouted, whistling in the air, a beautiful turn to fly forward!
"Oh, this child! It's really no big or small!" Kan Sheng said with a smile.
"Isn't this a predecessor approachable?" Lingzhu smiled. "If your boss is on the face, the person who is not close to you, don't dare to do so. The younger generation and others are also sitting on the needles!"
"Ha ha ha ~" Kan Sheng laughed and gave a hand. "The old man is so savvy, he doesn't like the shelf of the elders. Even if he takes it, he is uncomfortable!"
"Oh, that is the blessing of the younger generation!" Jing Tingting answered with a smile. (To be continued...)