Vol 8 Chapter 873: Sorrowful battle

The war has become more and more fierce, and it is far from the confrontation between the two empires. The sensational degree calls for the whole hundred tides to be alarmed. Thousands of large and small empire are coming from the wind.
There are even some emperors in it.
One party, an imperial emperor who was slightly famous among the hundred tides, led the three generals and the national teacher behind him to stop from Wanli, and his eyes fell on Qin Shi’s thin figure:
The young man is Chiyan Qin. The patriarch of the sect?"
"Back to the emperor, it is him. From the time he returned to the hundred tides, Baichao began to be quiet. This was only a little more than a month. The Beastmaster, Yunhai, Wangshan, and the three empires were successively conquered." The national teacher opened.
& `猪`猪`岛`Fiction `www`huzud`; the emperor nodded: "This is indeed extraordinary. This age has such a cultivation. If it is time, this hundred tides are not his." In the place where he is, he is like a golden dragon, and Baichao is like a dead pool. One day, one day, he will break free."
After all, he said seriously: "If this time, the holy wind won okay, if it is really broken by this kid, then the hundred tides are afraid of a big change. By that time, Hongyan is really a big one. It is."
"It is true that if the Holy Wind can't stop this kid, I am afraid that no one can stop him."
"Return the news to the empire, and let the following people prepare for it. Once this happens, they will prepare for them immediately. I will go to the sputum in person."
It is not only this emperor who has this mind, but the rest of the emperors who rushed here are all ready, and they are all prepared, no matter which side wins, which side will be attached.
Because they all saw it, this battle is no longer a dispute between the two countries, but the determination of the king of the hundred tides, the winner, the king.
The sorcerer war was entangled by the Qin stone, and the mouth violently twitched a few times. He slammed his big knife and broken water, and produced a layer of metal collision audio, which was very harsh, and then the power called him also the arm. Hemp, back a few hundred meters, wide-eyed: "Kid, have you recovered?"
Qin Shi shrugged by default. Before he used the swallowing dragons, he was indeed lacking in spiritual power, just like the rivers were exhausted, but those were all deliberate, because he did not worry at all, from his sacred war When he shot down the cliff, the seven rainforests in his body began to operate, healing the wound at a speed beyond the imagination of ordinary people. From then on, there will be half a minute, and the injury has already healed.
Pinch the fist and feel the wild power in the body. This is called Qin Shi’s heart that can’t help but enthusiasm:
This is the rain, it’s not everything.

"If this time can be smooth, it seems that we must hurry up and reinvent the body." Qin Shi took a deep breath, although no one forced him, but he was very clear, he still carried too much The heavy responsibility, this holy wind empire is only one of those heavy responsibilities, a small little trouble, the real big trouble is still behind.
He wants to be with Xue Xuexin, wants to save the seal, find chaos in chaos, and defeat the group. All these need strength, and to his extent, obviously do not have the ability to complete these, so he I don’t dare to be slow at all times.
Of course, what he can use most now is the mysterious martial arts in his hands, and Gan Lin Yu Lu is ranked first.
"Of course, the premise is that all of this can be done smoothly, and it is necessary to solve this trouble first."
Qin Shi is not the kind of erratic person. He understands that the steps must be taken step by step. Only then can he be a thousand miles, and he must be down to earth and live in the present. At the moment, his biggest trouble is this holy wind empire.
"卍剑!"
The water broke out, and the shackles turned into a number of wrecks. A huge scorpion sword light rushed to the singular warfare.
The singer sighed and looked at him. He was also dexterous. When he was a cat's waist, he would hide the sword light. This is called Qin Shi's frowning: "This sword is still worse."
Sui Jian, this is the martial arts that he originally practiced in Luoyun in Hongyun City. It is only the fifth-order swordsmanship. When it was only a broken spirit, when Wang Lingjing, this martial arts was barely able to be used as a card, but now in the realm of heaven. Under the confrontation, there is no table on it.
"It seems that there is time. It is really time to find a few suitable swords. It is not always possible to sit and eat."
Qin Shi decided to decide, of course, he did not want to give up the meaning of the sword. After all, he still clearly remembers that the sword that was cultivated in the Luo family was only the stubborn volume, and it was a big disability. He just relied on it. Burning books, barely practicing the remnants, he always felt that if this sword is all cultivated, it will be a good martial art.
"There is a chance to study and study." Qin Shi thought in his heart, and then his body swayed and rushed to the glory.
Hey!
In the blink of an eye, there are hundreds of confrontations. At the point where the two confront each other, it seems that there is a spring, but this spring is not the real spring water, but the endless electric light flint.
After a hundred strokes, the sorcerer warfare has already breathed, and this intensive confrontation, even he can not afford to eat, but even so, when he looked into the Qinshi in the distance, he could not help but smile. Because according to him, Qin Shi’s consumption is more intense, and the sweat on the forehead has already fallen.
At the peak of eight days, Qin Shi still feels pressure.
"Kid, although I don't know how your recovery is restored, even if the injury can be restored, your previous spiritual power is bad, can't you recover so quickly?"
However, his laughter did not fall. Qin Shi made several deep breaths in a row, and the blood was shaken down by him. Then he smiled lightly: "That may not be."
"Well?" The sorcerer war wrinkled.
boom! However, just in his incomprehension, Qin Shi responded to him with his movements. Qin Shi’s palms spread out from the front, and a lotus flower floated directly, forming a huge illusion from behind him.
"The chaotic domain of the Holy Spirit."
In the illusion, it seems to be another sky, which produces extremely amazing gravitational force and can even compete with the heavens and the earth.
This is called the singular war, and he found that the spiritual power from him was actually gathering in the Qin stone quickly, Qin Shi's physical strength quickly recovered.
"Boy, what have you done?" he was amazed.
"Nothing to do, just teach you, everything is possible."
Qin Shi shrugged, but in the next second, he had already moved. The thousands of miles of the sky were all purple and gray, and each thunder was like Qin Shi’s own. This called his body very fast. A probe, into a light, in the glory of the battle is a palm.
boom!
The space in front of the eyes was distorted, and even the air was evacuated. This is called the singular war, and his pace is very strange. He quietly evaded the attack of Qin Shi.
After a single blow, he immediately opened the distance with Qin Shi. Now Qin Shi’s spiritual power has returned to its peak state, but he is still in a period of exhaustion, and the two are equal. This is a clear disadvantage.
Steady, when he made sure that Qin Shi didn't chase him, he was relieved. However, he was too naive. He never thought that Qin Shi would let him go so easily. Would that be a good thing?
He also found Qin Shi's strange, wrinkled frown, and when his eyes fell on Qin Shi's hands, he suddenly opened his eyes: "Boy, what about your sword?"
The water-cutting sword has long since disappeared. Qin Shi smiled and pointed to the back of the singular war. "You can find it when you look back."
"Ok?"
The singular battle for a moment, followed by a few thunders gathered behind him, a vain black shadow emerged from the air, the same black robe, the same appearance, and the only difference is that in the hands of this shadow, there is a water cut The night light reflected by the sword.
The pupil was violently shrunk, and he shouted: "Kid, this is your body?"
Qin Shi smiled lightly. As soon as he had just called out Thousand Thunderclouds, his true body had already been concealed. He had been chasing the singular warfare and forced him to be forced by his mindfulness. Now he is holding the water. That is the real Qin Shi.
"I want to understand now, I am afraid that it is too late and it is over."
Qin Shi’s hand fell, and this time he was not making a fallacy. The slender water cut from the sorrowful war, and when it was pulled out, it was already red.
"Hey! You...you...!"
A bright red blood illuminates from the night sky, and the sorrowful eyes are unbelievably wide, as if they want to jump out of the eyelids. In the end, he also said nothing, such as a piece of paper, lost his vitality, and fell into it. In the valley.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the Wanli is amazed. In those hearts that the onlookers will be in the heart, the balance that measures the strength of the two sides has also become unbalanced from this moment.
"The gusty wind!"
The wind was killed, and Shan Qingfeng was mad from the distance. EbookFREE.me~ He was in the palm of his hand, pierced the three-day sky, bursting three times in a row, blocking the nine stars, turning and rushing Qin Shishi under.
"Kid, I want you to die!"
The aggressive palm wind called Qin Shi is also embarrassing to face, and the heavenly environment is not what he can deal with, and the bottom of his heart is not emboldened.
boom!
But at this time, a huge sword mantle fell from the Nine Miles, and the mountains and rivers of Wanli were cut into two halves. The earth directly split a deep gully, and the Qin Shi and Shan Qingfeng were separated from the center.
The sudden appearance of Jianmang called Shan Qingfeng’s eyes, and his eyes looked fiercely toward the 90,000-meter cloud:
Oh, I didn’t expect that there was a famous nine-day power in the vicinity. It’s really hidden deep enough.

"But my holy wind, but whoever wants to intervene, can intervene, get out of me!" The tone of Shan Qingfeng changed, a sharp wind spurted out of his palm, and suddenly pressed the Scorpio The thundercloud shattered.
Haoyue is already the appearance of the casualness. A giant sword with more than ten meters is on the shoulder, and the corner of his mouth smirks: "The thing of today, I will still be determined."