Chapter 153: Hundreds of swords flying together (eight)

Maybe it's time to let go.
Maybe sometimes you should not be scrupulous.
Since I decided to do it, why bother?
Since you are determined, why bother?
Su Yun stood up, and the blood of his eyes became more and more intense.
He turned and looked at Su Peier standing behind him. She stared at her tears and looked at herself quietly and peacefully.
She did not bother, but silently guarded, silently looking forward to.
She has always been like this.
Whether it is the former Su Yun or the current Su Yun, her heart has never changed.
"Pour it!"
Su Yun shouted hoarsely.
"Young Master, you are fine."
She said softly, she didn't ask anything, only care if he was safe.
"I am fine."
Su Yun showed a pale smile: "Let's go, obey, you go back to Sujia first, I will come soon."
"You really will come back safely?" Su Peier wanted to refuse, but looking at the persistence in Su Yun's eyes, he made a whisper.
"I promise."
He is low-lying.
Su Peier bite the bite of the cherry lips, the delicate little face is a little bit clever, and took a breath, then turned around and walked toward the summit.
The petite and thin figure went further and further, and Su Yun’s heart was getting farther and farther.
She is the last line that she keeps her reason and always remembers that she is a person. Isn't that all for protection?
Just now.
Su Yun found that the person he guarded seemed to be more than just Su. Perhaps, I have overlooked a lot of people who care about myself.
He snorted and snorted, and his body swelled and blew his robes.
He glanced at the smashed white robe, and pulled it off, replacing it with the black sword suit placed in the storage ring.
There was a dark sword that had been lying in the end.
Finally, it is the broken mask.
Take it out and look at the blood stains on the mask, and the brain is tightened.
The mask was gently covered on the face by him, reflecting the eyes, the hair was messy, and the complexion became paler.
The cold wind blew up, and the darkness of the air emptied and flew, and the Lang Lang was stained with darkness.
Why do you have to endure it, kill it, and kill it.
In the dark, a pair of bright eyes looked at the head quietly.
Boom! !
A gray shadow came out from the duel array. The master of Long Aoguo stood proudly and looked at the black water of the Sujia elite child who was almost comatose on the ground with extremely disdainful eyes. He smiled and said: "Come a little stronger. The opponent, the Su family, this kind of goods, do not go up, wasting time."
"hateful!"
Su family children all bite their teeth.
Except for the former Su Yun and Su Peier, the Su family was almost defeated, and they did not win. It was really disappointing. Now, Su Lier’s ten-game physical strength has declined, and Su Yun was intervened by Shen Hong. It is impossible to participate in the war. How can people who rely on Baishan Blackwater compete with Long Aoguo and the Tiantian faction?
Su Tai and Su Shilong stood behind the elders, but the two were in a panic.
If Su Yun died, how should the poison on them be lifted?
Su Shilong quietly stunned the elders sitting in the chair and whispered, "Two elders, what do we do now?"
"What can I do?" Su Tai sighed: "I only hope that Su Yun's kid is fine, otherwise we will be finished!"
"This contest was also ruined by the great elders. Su Paner is our last card. It was used by him. It seems that our Su family can't get a good name!"
"You idiot? It’s time for this, and I still have no name for it! It’s important!"
Su Shilong heard the words and stopped talking.
Hey!
Another person was bombarded.
After a while, Long Aoguo has picked up six other masters from other sects, and they are proud of the duel. No one can match.
All the factions of the various factions are unwilling, and they scream at their own disciples to play against them. However, they are able to enemies the existence of this person, but there are very few.
The sword is sent here.
"Don't leave, you go!!"
Looking at the arrogance of Long Aoguo, Shen Hong only felt a sigh of fire in his chest, and immediately whispered.
Deviation: "this"
The white scorpion fan looked at the side and looked at the brother who was screaming away. He shook his head. "Master, although the brothers have a spiritual heart and seven qualities, it is difficult to contend with this person. Throughout the entire Shen Jian faction, I am afraid that no one can beat the people in the field. After all, the spiritual meaning of their dragon proud country is more than the wind, we are not good."
"What do you mean?"
Shen Hong’s face is distorted and coldly said:
You can grow your ambition to destroy your own prestige. Can you beat your opponent instead of seeing your own cultivation as a realm, but see if you have the courage to fight! Who says that people with low realm can’t fight People who pass through the border? If you look at the Su Yun before, don’t you almost smash your arm??"
The white singer heard the words, his face changed, his face turned over, he didn't talk any more, but the anger in his eyes was very strong.
This is not the anger of Shen Hong, but the anger of Su Yun.
The eyes, the eyes, the sword, the strange sword.
She suddenly remembered and took a deep breath: "Master, there is actually a conjecture in the heart, not yet said!"
"Guess? What guess?"
"That is Su Yun." Bai Yun fan thought for a while, whispered: "Perhaps, his identity is not only as simple as Su Shi’s son, Su Yun, but he thinks that he may be"
Bang! !
At this moment, the sky suddenly crossed a black lightning, and then a thunder blasted and exploded.
The blue sky is so shocking that the unparalleled peaks are wrong.
Good end, how can it be thunder?
Is it going to rain?
"But it's just a thunder!"
Long Aotian is overbearing and stands up from his throne. He is proud of the crowd: "Can anyone still dare to challenge? If no one dares to challenge, then the leader of this unique event will have to let me take it away." !!"
The sound fell, and the dragon proud player standing in the middle of the line with his hands clasped his chest, revealing a confident full smile, and glanced at the disciples in each martial art.
"The people of Long Aoguo are really crazy. This time we can defeat even the swallows. Why are you afraid of him?"
Shen Hong couldn't stand it anymore, and his eyes glanced around and finally landed on the white fan.
"Hey fan, can you fight?"
There was a strong war in the eyes of the white fan. She moved the arm. Although it was not very flexible, the wound was not completely healed, but her strong fighting spirit made her feel desperate.
"Let me try!"
The white cockroach fan stood up.
"Sister, don't mess!" A disciple disciple hurriedly stood up and hugged his fist: "The elders, the sister's injury has not healed, although the dragon proud people also consume a lot of energy, but the sister may not be able to beat He, if the injury is aggravated in the fight, it will definitely affect the cultivation, and it will not pay for it!"
"Yes elders, think twice!"
The people shouted.
Shen Hong heard it, and he was angry: "You don't dare to play if you shrink your feet, but you don't let the fans play, what do you say about this?"
When this statement fell, everyone shyly bowed.
Bang!
At this time, the sky was thundering again.
And a lot of dark clouds gathered, and the thick black clouds were like a floating mountain, pressed against everyone's head. They continually rushed and condensed, initially grayish, but when they came to the back, they became more and more black, as if there were anything in the clouds.
Something is wrong!
Almost all the martial arts masters on the summit were shocked.
thunder? How could there be such a mine?
"Look at the treasure detector!"
The king of the gods was dignified and said to the people around him.
"Yes, the doorkeeper!"
The Jubao disciples quickly took a purple gourd-shaped magic weapon. The magic weapon was about one meter high. When the two men came up, they sat cross-legged and pressed their hands on the gourd to remind them of the spirit.
The gourd blooms in purple, and the beam is directed at the mouth and goes straight into the sky.
but.
In the dark black clouds, a huge black blade with a length of more than ten feet was suddenly shot. For example, the big knife that smashed down in the air, cut off the light beam and slammed it directly on the gourd.
Hey! ! ! !
The gourd blasted, and the two Jubao disciples were instantly bombarded. The Baowang took a wheelchair and even the man with the chair flew up and floated in the air.
He stared at the darkness and shouted: "Which high-ranking person is coming to the unparalleled event? Please show the deity!!"
The sound fell, and for a long time, the other party could not get the answer.
Awkward.
The dark clouds squirmed like a rolling wind, protruding from the sky, and the sharp place was like a huge sword, directly stabbing the Shenjian faction.
Shen Hong and others face the fusion.
How the sword is overbearing and fierce, the volley is falling, this blow, want to blast the whole unparalleled peak! !
"Great elder!!"
At this time, a drama sounded, and then I saw Long Xiangli rushing here with Feijian.
Shen Hong looked at the side and listened to Long Xianli’s biting silver teeth and shouted:
Go!!

go? ?
Shen Hong is awkward.
Suddenly, the sound of the heavy condensate sounded on the sky.
"Shen Elder, since no one dares to fight for the Excalibur, let me come!"
The sound fell, the dark clouds dispersed, and a huge sword like a dragon head, directly killing this head.
The sword is heavy and huge, shaped like a dragon head, and has a length of nearly a thousand. The surface is full of red lines, and the momentum is extremely impressive.
And at the front of the sword, stood a man wearing a black sword and covering his face with half of his face.
"Impossible!! This is the best underworld skill! Broken Tianlong sword!! It is the stunt of the net virtual sword saint five hundred years ago!"
The Heavenly Taoist stood up and stunned.
"Breaking the Dragon Sword? Net Sword Juggernaut?"
"That is the power, not that I can compete against this person? Is it the net sacred sword?"
"No! That is the sword!! Promise sword!!"
I don't know who is screaming and ringing.
"Sword respect?"
The purple star colleges that have been low-key have been looking around.
Especially the purple star, excited a few steps forward, look up.
At the beginning, if it wasn’t for the Promise Swordsman’s timely release and smothering the blood, the Purple Star Academy was only afraid of being completely eradicated by the Gorefiend Heaven, and this elite classmate was only afraid of being killed.
Wan did not expect that the Promise Swordsman would appear on this event!
Surrounded by a circle, the entire peak of the unparalleled peak was instantly messed up.
Shen Hong’s eyes widened and looked at the huge sword that was like a mad dragon. His face was very ugly.
The madness of Jianwei fell, and the ground of the sword was broken. It seemed to be broken eggs. The disciples around the swordsmen felt that their bodies were crushed, painful, and untied. Someone dares to take care of Shen Hong?
At this moment, Shen Hong is also retreating. Looking at the huge black sword, he no longer hesitates, squinting at his face, carrying out the wind and breath, carrying all the power, facing the sword. Hit the past.
"Jiujiu Xuantai is a sword!!"
Speaking hard, the blue light picked up.
A sturdy sword that can tear the sky from the hands of Shen Hong, a sword is clenched, swords and swords, Jianfeng against the black sword.
Boom! ! !
The swordsmanship of the big one and the small two swords came together.
At that moment, Shen Hong felt that his roots and roots were squeezed by the huge black sword that hit him. People almost had to become meat sauce, and the thick force was almost unbearable!
Hey! On the side of the road, Changhong, killing the man on the face of the black sword.
On the man's side, avoiding the killing of this person, looking at it with cold eyes, it is the three elders of the Shenjian School.
Long Xianli stepped on the flying sword, slender and exquisite five fingers pinched the sword, and the sword was swaying, and the face was condensed, and the nephew stared at the man.
"Stop!"
She whispered coldly, her voice was cold, but she also revealed a little incomprehensible complexity.
When the remnant looked at her, he turned his head and said nothing.
The giant sword is still hitting Shen Hong, and it seems that she will completely crush her body.
This trick ‘breaking the dragon’s sword 已’ has exceeded the power that ordinary people can’t imagine, and Shen Hong can take it, but she can’t spare any more power to resist the Promise of that line!
"Stop!!"
Long Xianli once again rushed to the front of the Promise, a sword swayed, the sword front straight to his chest, the silver teeth to bite, cold and sipping.
"Do not!"
The Promise shook his head and the corners of his mouth were gloomy.
"She has to pay for it!"
As soon as the sound fell, the person with the residual face suddenly reached out and pulled out the dark sword behind him.
Hey!
The long sword came out, almost in an instant, a torrent of water flew out from the sword behind it, soaring in the air.
铿锵铿锵铿锵铿锵
The sound of the sword's squirting sounds non-stop.
In the twinkling of an eye, the sky is full of colors and colorful, full of swords filled the world.
Shen Hong, who is struggling to support Long Jian, is staring at this magnificent scene.
hiss! ! ! !
Hundreds of swords are empty.
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