: 1257, flowers falling

The wind marks the right palm lamp and the left hand holds the knife.
The cultivation is able to reach the realm of Xian Wang. The cultivation of combat techniques is obviously also reaching the peak, the knife of the wind marks, the flow of water, the high, the melting, the strong, the strong.
Hey!
The swords intersect and scream.
At the center of the strike, a group of cyan and gold energy layers continually radiate towards the surroundings.
"Well? Yes, I didn't think that in the small mud pond of Huangji Cliff, it was a pity that I was able to get out of such a brilliant genius."
The wind marks consciously win the vouchers, and they commented on the condescending.
The two people's body shape moves at high speed, like flash current, constantly flashing in the void, cyan and gold streamer, the naked eye can hardly catch, sometimes hit, roar, the terrible energy circle radiates toward all sides.
Li Mu face is like a tiger, and the sword is mad.
The Bohai School’s swordsmanship has reached its limit.
"It seems that you are also a person with inheritance. No wonder Fang Xiong is so optimistic about you. I want to come to the inheritance of the chaos. Oh, then it will be more irresistible."
The wind marks in the hands of the knife changed, the orchids from the fire, suddenly surged.
Li Mu felt the pressure in a moment.
He cultivated it all, and now it is the beginning of the immortal king, but suddenly it comes, just like ordinary people have eaten a taste of the sea and the taste of the sea, has not yet digested, has not completely converted the repair into combat power, at this time with the wind marks war, temporarily only Can remain undefeated.
If the time drags on for a long time, wait until the body is repaired, and all the transformations are combined into real combat power, then you can defeat it.
But Li Mu’s current goal is not to defeat the wind marks.
Instead, he rescued the of Xia Jing.
His eyes flashed and he decided not to hide his identity.
The ‘Fengming Shenjian’ in his hand suddenly changed, and it was no longer a colorless sacred sword, but a long knife with a dark golden blade.
诛仙!
The original face of the 诛 刀 knife emerges.
At the same time, the move of Li Mu’s hand has suddenly changed. From the sword method, he has become a knife.
Before flying up the fairy world, Li Mu swept invincible with a long knife.
After entering the fairyland, in order to cover his identity, Li Mu studied the swordsmanship of the Qihai School, but he never forgot to practice and comprehend the knife.
He integrated the swordsmanship of the Bohai School into the knife, and the power of the knife and knife was further improved.
At this time, the knife is displayed and it is simplified.
The knife flashed.
Ding!
The figure of the wind marks was blasted out.
"Ok?"
The wind marks stabilized the figure and the face sank.
"Do you still have hidden strength? Knife stroke? Say, who are you?" He stared at Li Mu, and his eyes were filled with surprise.
A strong man who practiced swordsmanship all the year round, suddenly changed the number of ways to change the way, turned into a knife, and the power is stronger, this can only show that this person has been camouflaged before.
The wind marks originally thought that Fang Tianyi valued Mumu so much, just because of some reports of Xia Jing, he wanted to train this person into a chaotic army. Now it seems...
Isn't this wood animal husbandry, this is the secret of the chaos army, and it is the chess piece of Wanxian League?
The power of the knife just now, even if it is a wind mark, is also faint.
After the sword was the wooden animal husbandry after the knife, the threat pressure caused to him suddenly increased a grade, and he also had to be serious.
However, Li Mu did not answer the question of wind marks.
Hey!
The huge volume of the knives is rapidly shrinking.
The thirty-six-handed knives burning the golden sun of the fairy fire, like the golden-winged eagle from the nest, separated from the knives of the celestial knives, and in the void, draw a beautiful trajectory, forming an inexplicable knife array. , roll to the wind marks.
This is the meaning of the flying knife that Li Mu learned after he learned the sword of the sea.
The Bohai School used swordsmanship, animal husbandry, tactics, and alchemy as the four masters. It was the first-class practice method of the world. For Li Mu, the enlightenment was huge, and Li Mu was integrated into the flying knife.
With the flying knife array, the ever-changing, ghosts and unpredictable, the power is multiplied.
The wind mark is the person who knows the goods. At first glance, the heart is horrified.
This flying knife array has never been seen before.
"From the fire in the market, arbitrarily driven... from the fire in the blade!"
He drank low and cast a ban.
The long knife in the hand suddenly burst out of layers of knife and shadow, like a moment of crab claw chrysanthemum bloomed, the petals bloomed, forming a round, wrapped him in it.
Hey!
When the attack came, all of them were intercepted and the earthquake flew back.
But what is the simplicity of Li Muxin’s understanding of the knife?
These flying golden flying knives continually collide with each other in the air, changing the azimuth and trajectory, pulling out a golden arc of fire, going back and forth, and re-entering the wind marks, endless Infinitely endless.
The dense knife net is constantly rolling to the wind marks.
The wind marks the stunned color in the eyes.
He clearly felt that as time passed, the power of the knife and knife network became stronger and stronger, and the pressure caused by it continued to rise. It was like a flood that was intercepted, and it became more and more violent, as if the next moment. It is necessary to completely destroy the dam.
What is this knife?
The wind marks are more shocked.
Regardless of whether it is a chaotic army or a Wanxiang League, the king of Xianwang can have such a strong and martial arts. It should not be a nameless, but still so young. Who is it?
His mind is electric, but it does not affect the movement of the move.
[Away from the fire in the blade] Countless crab claws and chrysanthemum petals are the same from the fire knife shadow, after suffering the impact of numerous golden flying knives, it seems more and more violent.
Each knife that forms the petals absorbs the strength of the opponent, and is brewing, waiting for the detonation of the wind marks, and the setting sun shines with brilliance.
"kill!"
The wind marks anger.
Li Mu’s performance made him realize that he could no longer support the big, and must kill this young man with terrible potential.
The ancient lamp of cyan is suspended above the head.
He held the long knife away from the fire and slammed it out.
boom!
‘Crab claws’ suddenly bloomed.
The power of the ban was suddenly erupted at this moment.
The petals of the petals, which are like the dream of a magnificent color, are instantly shot out, and the petals of the sky are smashed toward Li Mu.
At the same time, Li Mu also took out the knives in his hands.
Fengyun Liudao does not have such a long time to accumulate.
At the moment when the blade is cut out, the cockroaches that are invisible to the naked eye are slightly flashing.
Li Mu’s figure, like a ghost, incredibly crossed the scope of the killing of the blade from the fire, and came to the front of the wind mark.
"what?"
The wind marks were shocked.
What is this supernatural power?
At that moment, he did not react at all.
This is not speed.
It is not too fast at all.
But... some strange fault?
The knives of the knives in the hands of Li Mu are like a squat.
Bloody flying.
One arm separates and flies in the blood.
The wind marks and screams back, and a large amount of blood is sprayed from the wound in the right arm.
He never dreamed that he would be hurt.
Li Mu was in the shadows, and the knife was violent and violent, with one knife and one knife, swept out.
The wind marks lost the opportunity, tired and parried, and constantly retreated.
But it was actually a parry.
Li Mu’s figure, every time it flashes, is incredible to the extreme, and the wind marks are simply impossible to grasp and capture.
In the blink of an eye, the wind marks a few more knives.
If there is not the ancient light that is suspended in the top of the head, the body of the wind marks, the body of the wind marks, I am afraid that it will be smashed.
"How could this be?"
The wind is in the heart of the soul.
"You... you have the magic of time?"
He stared at Li Mu, and finally realized that Li Mu’s flashing rush did not rely on speed, but a distortion and transformation of time and flow, so that his insight into the level of the king could not be captured. To the slightest trace.
Li Mu did not speak, and the knife smashed out.
When the wind marks look, I know if I am fighting again. Today I am afraid that I will fall to this place.
He hates it, he bites his teeth and turns away.
Li Mu’s knife was superimposed on the extreme, and he slammed it out, just above the cyan ancient lamp.
boom!
The ancient lights oscillated.
A crack in the knife spreads from the lampshade.
"You... I will not let you go...you wait." The wind marks consumed the last remaining [God Rune], desperately injecting Xianyuan, and escaping.
Li Mu did not pursue.
The second knife is on the cyan ancient lamp.
Hey!
The lampshade was finally broken.
Li Mu extinguished the fire of the wick and rescued the of Xia Jing from inside.
A shimmer of light.
Xia Jingyuan regained its true size.
She looked pale, her face was pale, her body was trembling slightly, and her energy was extremely thin, just like a layer of faint transparent smoke, as if a wind blew over and would dissipate.
This stunner of the past, the glory of this era, at this time succumbed to the extreme.
"Mumu, you...sorry."
Xia Jingyuan looked at Li Mu intricately.
In her heart, she is still trying to make her own self-promotion, attracting the two gods of the wind and rain, which led to the loss and guilt of Li Mu and his party.
"It's not your fault." Li Muan said: "You don't have to guilty... Don't say this, think of ways to restore the gods, reorganizing the flesh is the most important thing."
The immortal strong, once the flesh is met, but if the is complete, it is possible to reorganize the flesh through some secret techniques, and to cultivate for thirty or fifty years, it is not impossible to recover completely.
Xia Jingyuan shook his head.
"I can't do it. This lamp, the name 曰 [青魂炼炼], the that was included in it, after five days of worship, it is no longer possible to recover... Mumu, thank you, let me free. ""
The fire of the wick of the ancient lamp of Qing Dynasty, this torture, life is not as good as death, painful, she originally thought that she would be tortured endlessly by the wind, I did not expect that Li Mu could beat the wind marks in such a short time, Save yourself.
I can finally get rid of it.
"What?" Li Mu was shocked and said: "Don't say this kind of frustration, there must be something..."
Xia Jing smiled palely and interrupted Li Mu’s words.
Mu Gongzi, I... can you hold you?

Li Muyi squatted and immediately reached out and took Xia Jing’s Yuanshen into his arms.
The Yuanshen is a nothingness, like an image, without the slightest touch.
Xia Jing held Li Mu’s chest in his hands and flicked his head. He leaned on the position of Li Mu’s heart and listened to the familiar and strange heartbeat. On the pale face, there was a blush, and he sighed faintly: I really envy her..."
Li Muyi.
Just listening to Xia Jing and seemingly a nightmare whispered: "I know that you look down on me, but which woman, do not want to be accompanied by a good person, be protected, after a lifetime? Troublesome people like insects, if there is After the birth, Jing Wei is willing to be born in the age of prosperity, as an ordinary woman..."
As the voice fell, her energy of the gods quickly dried down and eventually dissipated.
Li Mu’s arms are empty.
In his heart, I don’t know what it is.
There is one more