Chapter 351: The power of sword spirit!

"Is this the power of the gods?" Fang Xianer only felt that he had become a person, and he was full of powerful power.
"Bold and wicked, dare to swear at my temple in the Tianshan Mountains, find death!" A scream, screamed. A man in a black robe, like a black "light" lightning, rushed.
Qin Dong looked too lazy to take a look, only the other side of the fairy said "give it to you!" Then flew up and went to the back of the mountain.
"Give me a stop!" See Qin Dong to go, that black robes are willing to promise? A roar, chasing the past toward Qin Dong. [
Just got the water dragon soldiers, Fang Xianer is trying to test its power, this black robe people come at the right time. A slap in the face, a sword smashed out, in an instant, the water blue "color" shines, so that almost the entire hall will be covered. The black robes suddenly felt a boundless pressure coming from the face, and the face changed, and they had to take over and retreat.
Just a sword was thrown out, and Fang Xianer was also shocked. I only feel that my spiritual power has been enhanced by the water dragon and the soldiers have been enhanced five times.
The old man in the black robe landed, full of horror turned to look at Fang Xianer. Looking up and down, immediately filled with greedy eyes, locked in the water dragon soldiers.
This black robe is also a disciple of His Majesty the King. Although he is not as favored as inaction, he is not a vulgar, but a second-level monk. If it is in peacetime, Fang Xianer meets a second-level monk, but he does not say anything, only the abused one. But today, Fang Xianer holds the water dragon soldier, and his heart is full of confidence, and he decides to fight well.
"Oh... gimmick, hand over the sword, I can spare you not to die!" Seeing Fang Xianer is only a first-class monk. The look of the black robes is immediately relaxed, and a pair of arrogant looks like Fang Xianer is his plate. The dishes in general are.
"Big words! Today, this girl, let you die under my sword!" Fang Xianer screamed, stepping on his feet, the hands of the gods illusion debut out of the water blue "color" sword mans, from the four sides of the direction of the black robe The past.
The black robe felt the sharpness of the sword, and the face was slightly changed. The palms were waved like electricity, and the black hair of the stock was covered with layers of layers. They wrapped themselves in it.
Just listening to the bang and the loud noise, Jianmang kept hitting on the air, and the power was endless. Although he was not able to break his temper, he also pushed the black robes, and the involuntary ones stepped back a few steps.
"Awesome soldiers!" The black robe was shocked, and he was determined to win the water dragon.
When the attack of Fang Xianer was slightly intermittent, the black robe suddenly moved. Like a phantom of black "color", flickering and looming, and at the same time, the cultivation is also promoted to the extreme, so that Fang Xianer immediately felt a lot of pressure.
Fang Xianer did not dare to neglect, and quickly rushed to the spirit of twelve points, left and right, blocking the attack of the black robe. Taking advantage of the power of the dragons, there is no downwind.
Although it is not falling in the wind, the attack of the black robe people, one after another, seems to be endless, it is a bit upset about Fang Xianer.
The Shuilong Shenbing seemed to be able to feel the heart of Fang Xianer, and the sword shook, and suddenly burst into a burst of rumbling full of arrogance. This dragon whistle not only came suddenly, but also contained a majestic momentum, and the black robes who were burying their heads could not help but startled.
When the black robe is empty, a dragon with a blue color is violently seen from the blade. In a flash, the blue color is bright and the glory is not open. .
"It turned out to be a sword spirit!" The black robe people saw this, the face "color" changed greatly, and the look was full of sorrow.
Fang Xianer is also full of incredible, and I did not expect that the soldiers who gave birth to the sword spirit were so terrible.
The dragon of the water blue "color" sword spirit came out, hovering in the air for a while, like a snake wrapped around the square of Fang Xianer, the faucet came out from the top of Fang Xianer’s head, huge cage mouth, no Stopping and spitting the blue light like electricity. The whole person of Fang Xianer is rendered like a goddess.
At this time, Fang Xianer felt that his body seemed to be out of control. The exquisite swordsmanship was like the waves of the Yangtze River, and it was continuously displayed. A sword like a sapphire, with the sword, the vertical and horizontal. In a blink of an eye, the black robe was covered.
The black robes never faced such a terrible threat. The scalp was numb, and they quickly gathered up the whole body to release the black color, and resisted the past. [
The muffled sound of the rumble is dense as rain. The strength of the black robes is like eating diarrhea, and there is no strength at all. When the first one touched the sword mans, it was destroyed by the wood.
The screams of "呃" are still not finished, and the black robes are broken by the countless blue "color" swordsmen.
When the blue "color" sword mans dissipated, the black robe people have also become a horse honeycomb. Blood from a sword hole, like a fountain, "shot", even if it is a breath, a pair of eyes is also a slap.
It is not so much that the black robe is killed by Fang Xianer. It is better to say that it is the dragon of the water dragon. After the body of the black robe fell to the ground, the dragon sword spirit circled the air for a few laps and returned to the gods.
Until the blue color that permeates the surroundings is smooth and dissipated, Fang Xianer reflects this. Looking down at the water dragon gods with crystal blue light in his hand, everything that happened just now seems to be a dream. It’s just that the black robe’s horrible body told her that it was not a dream.
"Well... great!" Fang Xianer clenched the dragon and the soldiers, and the eyebrows were full of surprise and joy.
On that day, a nine-day floating dust made the rootless old man who had just broken through the congenital scorpion possessed the fighting power above her. Now that this water dragon soldier is higher than the nine-day floating dust, how much will her fighting power be raised?
Fang Xianer was so excited for a long time, only then remembered that Qin Dong had given her the opportunity to rush to catch the half-dead guard who had been beaten by her, and forced him to find himself under the Temple of Heaven. Dungeon.
Inside the dungeon, the jailer who was in the whip was fighting again. The whip in his hand creaked and rushed from the first cell to Lin Qingfeng's cell.
In the dungeons of the Temple of Heaven, a lot of people were locked, and the jailer screamed down and screamed, making the entire dungeon a of humanity. It seems that the jailer still enjoys this very much, and from time to time, he sends out a burst of laughter.
"Animals!" Jin Pingyue couldn't help but scream, and happened to fall in the ear of the jailer...