Vol 2 Chapter 78: But so

White mountain water smiles coldly. . .
Just as Lianglian is also a seven-state, but she did not put Liang Lian in her eyes. The seven-day practitioners in this week are far from her opponents. However, the other party does have the ability to kill her.
What's more, Lianbo is one of the thirteen princes. Even Lianglian has so many powerful subordinates. Today, Lianbo must leave her here, and how can she be alone.
On the vast expanse of the river, there were three small boats.
Each of the three small boats is composed of one person, one with a bald head, a large silver ring on the ear, and a strange costume. One person is full of enthusiasm, the scholar is dressed up, and the other is a body armor, carrying a double sword and pressing the boat almost into the water.
These three people are naturally the three masters of the company, Zhang Zangdao, Liu Zongxi, Li Daozhou.
"It is worth the money."
Bai Shanshui taunted and looked at this sentence. In the next moment, her face became expressionless. A swell of waves rushed from her feet, and she rushed straight toward the chapter.
The razor knife is a monk. It was originally a horse thief on the border. In the early years, he lost in the hands of Lian Bo. He got a wave of training and repaired into a leaps and bounds. However, since the wave and the white mountains and waters are old hatred, Bai Shanshui is against him. These ministries will naturally understand very well. She knows that the mad knives are the weakest among the three, so I wanted to rush out from the mad knives at the first time.
At this time, Daqin’s identity was extremely honorable. When he returned to Changling quietly, he did not know how much effort he spent. He followed the white scorpion and stayed in the water for more than ten days, plus the white mountain water was released before, if it escaped. He had to slaughter his Lianhoufu, but at this moment, the white mountains and waters rushed out toward the mad knives. He was just a scornful smile, standing still and not moving.
"Ha ha ha ha! Come well!"
What is the name of Bai Shanshui, but when he saw the white mountains and waters rushing at this time, the mad knives actually laughed.
His mouth was very big, and he laughed at the mouth, and his mouth occupied half of his face.
The white mountain water breathed suddenly, and the heart felt a dangerous feeling again.
At this time, the chapter mad knives and hands were really mad, and a bang slammed, opening a copper box in his hand.
The bottom of the copper box is made of a silver-white spar. The engraved rune is like a quaint temple, and this strange silver-white spar is like a star in the sky, floating with dozens of handles. Silver white iron small sword.
These dozens of silver swords are not much bigger than the small bamboo sticks that usually have the usual teeth. However, at this time, the real elements in the mad knives are poured into the bottom of the copper box like the water of the dyke. These dozens of silver-colored iron-colored swords They all exude a heavy and breathtaking atmosphere.
Accurately speaking, these dozens of silver-white swords, each handle exudes a Xishan-like atmosphere.
The face of Bai Shan Shui changed greatly.
She felt the breath rushing straight into her body, and she felt the smell of oysters in her mouth and nose, and seemed to be filled with countless pieces of tin in her chest and abdomen.
"Xishan sword plate!"
"Lingling Jun!"
She responded to what it was, and her heart suddenly rose more chilly.
Even the strongest soldiers of the Great Chu Dynasty... The things that Fuling Jun used to protect his life are now in the hands of the three divisions of Lianbo.
This bureau, even Fuling Jun is covered.
If Fuling Jun is to pay such a price, what is the return of exchange?
Time is too hasty, she has no time to think about more possibilities, the thick green sword in her hand has swayed countless times in an instant, each time shocking the horror of heaven and earth.
The sword that was originally straight forward, rising from one layer to the other.
In front of Bai Shanshui, there are countless mirror-like water curtains.
At this time, dozens of silver-colored iron-colored swords flew out of the copper box in the hands of the mad knife.
When each small sword flies out of the copper box, it has been planned by the runes in the copper box.
The arrogant power of the swords that almost all the real elements are excited by the mad knives is only to ensure that these small swords will not be destroyed by the external forces. At this time, the materials of these small swords themselves, the trajectories that fly out, naturally Formed a large array, bringing out a more terrifying power.
Booming...
Countless buzzing sounds in front of Bai Shanshui.
This moment is like the countless real Xishan bombing in her sword.
Bai Shanshui has taken a defensive attitude. At this time, the swords formed by these tin swords are coming. Her first instinct is that she can block and even naturally produce any foreign objects, but in the next moment, the real perception makes her I deeply understand that I am different from the past.
Her breathing has become extremely difficult.
Originally, the chest and abdomen were like a lot of tin blocks. At this time, these tin blocks seem to have many corners and many powders.
There was a fierce feeling of disgust in her body.
A sweet throat, a blood can not be controlled, bursting out from the mouth.
In the eyes of Lian Bo, the meaning of ridicule was raised.
Can someone who can arrange such a big picture be compared to Bai Shanshui?
It was originally the weakest person on the river, but the Xishan sword was in the hand. The power of this attack was even stronger than him. How can Baishan water be able to withstand it.
Peng! Peng! Peng!
A stream of blood rushed out, the white mountain water is like a down-to-earth, and even three steps back, three large white lotus-like water blooms are blown up underneath.
The hair she had just set up was again scattered and her breathing was somewhat scattered.
However, at this time, what was detected by the wave, suddenly looked back.
On the bank of the river, there was a figure that radiated the raging heat, and the momentum of the shackles made the reeds on the riverside violently burned.
"I am Zhao Jian, Zhao Yi, if I believe in me, I will come ashore, I will keep you from dying!"
A sound of calmness and enthusiasm and thirst, sounded from the fire.
Bai Shanshui did not hesitate at all, and laughed wildly. The green of the green sword in his hand all faded. Her body was wrapped with a layer of blue flow. The whole person was at the center of a green sword.
"Be careful!"
Even the waves were discolored, and the dark green sword in the hand flew out, like a dark green dragon rushing toward the big green sword.
"what!"
Liu Zongxi, dressed as a scribe, exclaimed, and took out a small red sword in his hand, such as a large group of swords in the sea.
However, the "squeaky" cracked, his body with the boat under his feet was directly split into two by the green sword.
boom!
Lian Bo Yi Jian rushed outside the Bai Shanshui, but Bai Shanshui did not care. The green sword slammed into the water. She even spit a few mouthfuls of blood. Taking this impulse, it was already only a few feet away from the shore.
"You go! Give it to me here."
Zhao’s big-eyed Zhao stepped into her body and blocked the residual swordsmanship on the river.
White Mountain water is actually blood in the lips, but at this time she turned her head and smirked at the wave: "I am yelling at you in front of you, what can you do now?"
"You are also looking for death!"
After 19 years of waiting for the wave, I saw the big hatred, and suddenly there was such a change. He suddenly became angry and the emotion was difficult to control.
A bang.
The dark green sword is like a dragon and a dragon. From the river, a water polo with a radius of several dozen feet is taken out. This water polo is followed by a dark green sword flying, and it is extremely violent toward Zhao Yi.
"Zhao Si? I said that I am Zhao Yi."
After hearing the roar of the waves, and seeing such a sword, Zhao Yi was laughing wildly.
In the past years, he followed Zhao Si to travel to the world. Zhao Si intentionally polished him. He saw more and had fewer chances to fight. At this time, he saw the sword of Lienbo so hearty, his mood was It is also very hearty!
On his back was carrying a dilapidated umbrella. In the laughter, he pulled his backhand and pulled out a black sword from the handle.
There is no such thing as a clever thing. He just waved this big sword and hardened it. Like a giant hammer that wielded an iron, he slammed into the dark green sword.
A loud bang.
Just as the day was smashed in the wilderness of Changling, the true fire of the Yandi practitioners, and the vitality of the wave outside the sword was broken.
The huge water polo that condensed on the sword did not play any use at all. It was directly shattered and splashed into countless currents.
However, Lian Bo is one of the 13 thirties of the Daqin, and the full force of a sword under the wrath is naturally impossible to cope with.
He was a few hundred feet away from the shore, but his hand stretched out at this time, and the water that flew back was wrapped around his arm.
These streams of water are like his extended arms.
He is like holding the dark green sword in the bedding.
Then he madly screamed, and the dark green sword squeezed forward like a mountain.
Zhao Yi’s eyes ignited a blazing flame.
A magma-like flame was also ignited between his feet and the ground.
His body seems to be unable to withstand this power and has to fly backwards.
But he still has a sword.
He has two swords, and he has always been a sword against the enemy, and a sword flies out.
A burst of fire broke out in his sleeve, and the red-blackened sword trembled with horror, squatting on the water behind the dark green sword.
A bang.
The water flow was interrupted, and the dark green sword flew back.
Zhao Yi also laughed wildly: "Da Qin thirteen Hou, but this is not the case!"