Chapter 114: Grandmaster's Battle

　　 In the night, the ruins of thick fog seem to be a black monster, devouring everything near Hushan.
　　 "Pay attention to safety and return safely" No. 1 Shen Sheng said.
　　Gu Yuxi took the lead and stepped on the cyan grinding disc. I saw the figure flashing. In an instant, Gu Yuxi had disappeared on the cyan grinding disc.
"Come out!"
　　I don't know when No.1 has taken out a light knife as thin as a cicada's wings. He sits in front of the cyan grinding plate, his eyes are like a wolf in the middle of the night, staring at some space.
In the dark night, a trace of white light flashed, very cold, came straight to No. 1, the light, like the stars falling from the sky above the nine days, seemed to be slow, but in fact it was a thunderbolt, No. 1. Before raising his head, the light has suddenly emerged.
　　 "Boring, hum!"
　　 didn't see how No. 1 moved anymore, the light slowly disappeared in front of him, and it seemed that he had encountered great resistance.
　　 "Yan Xuankong, really extraordinary, I don't know if I can give some secret places to the old body."
I don’t know when, three feet away, a woman dressed in a black-blue palace gown flashed out. The woman was only forty seconds. She was graceful, decent, and decent. She held a blue sword. Her eyes were very dark, just From time to time, white light emerged, flashing up and down, the end is strange.
　　 "The blue-and-white palace hosts the original heart?"
"how is it?"
　　The girl in the black-green palace dress obviously defaulted to No. 1, which is what Yan Xuankong called her.
　　 There are hundreds of masters of the Dongyue Empire, which are far away from the feasible provinces. Many masters have only heard of each other, or seen pictures and images of each other, and have not met each other in reality.
　　 "Take me three knives and see how you qualify."
　　 Yan Xuankong tiger's eyes suddenly opened, cicada wings waved forward suddenly in his hand.
　　 The appearance of the Tibetan primitive mind changed drastically, and the figure ran away, instantaneously making a dozen figures on the outside of the three feet, or up or down, or left or right, and even the figure retreated backward.
　　 An unpleasant pricking noise came from the air, and the pricking eardrum hurt.
　　 "The first knife has passed, please take me the second knife."
　　 Yan Xuankong got up, the voice had just dropped, and the man had already crossed the space of three feet. He lightly crossed a perfect arc and cut into the black void.
　　I saw the void, and the sound of jingling was endless.
　　 "The third knife."
　　 "Yan Family Shadowless Sword, um, hum!"
　　Yan Xuankong's third sword was cut out, and the blade of the sword collapsed, turning into dozens of butterflies, flying up and down. At the same time, dozens of white awns rose up at the knife awn butterfly, intersecting with both butterflies, the knife awn and the white awn collided with each other, and immediately disappeared.
　　 "The blue and white palace's flowing clouds are really good."
Yan Xuankong praised, three strokes cut out, the figure has returned to the blue grinding disc, as if it had not been moved just now, the cicada winged knife rested gently on his leg, only a thin trace of blood on it proved that It has just made a knife.
　　 "Unexpectedly, it's so difficult to pick you up with three swords all the time.
　　 Tibetan Su Xin appeared outside Sanzhang. The two didn't seem to have touched each other. Both were in the first place. Her face was flushed, and a trace of decadence appeared on her face.
　　 The big sleeves of the palace gown were cut off, revealing a white lotus-like jade hand, and a red line collapsed from the arm wrist to the elbow joint. The bright red blood slowly flowed out.
　　 "One quota" Yan Xuankong raised a finger "If you and I killed the two mice, how about you two quotas."
　　 "Seriously" the Tibetan elementary mind looks differently.
　　 "Blue and white palace, worth the price."
　　 "Deal!"
　　 "Walk" came a eager voice in the darkness, and the sound of the broken clothes sounded.
　　 "Stay here!"
Zang Suxin shouted, Yan Xuankong sword technique is amazing, but the body technique is to be inferior to her. The person hidden in the dark is obviously not yet at the level of the master, but the level of concealment is quite good, even for her, it was not at the beginning. It was discovered that Yan Xuankong was reminded before he realized it.
　　 At the beginning of this time, she was swindled out of shape, and now she couldn't help but anger, long-sleeved waving, countless tiny lights waving out.
　　 At this time, Yan Xuankong was also cut across the sky, this knife, silent, but cut through the sky, even the mist of the mysterious realm above was also cut with a thin trace.
　　 Two humming sounds sounded, and the sound of the dark place stopped dumbly.
　　Tiang Suxin's long sleeves waved, and the countless silver-white underneath suddenly bound a humanoid figure. When she threw her sleeve, she threw the humanoid figure in front of Yan Xuankong, which was actually a humanoid puppet.
　　 "Ying country's puppet avatar, this group of people, they are really like Dongyue no one" Tibetan vegetarian heart airway.
　　 "At least master-level strength, now let them go back to lie down" Yan Xuankong bowed his head.
Dongyue won't fight each other out of the country, but some people from other countries may not be able to fight. Xiliu, Beijiang, Nan'ao and Dongyue have never stopped fighting in each other's ruins. Nowadays, Lianying The small country will also come in. Puppet avatar is a high-level technique in Yingguo, which can replace the body to take a damage. It also needs to bear a certain price to perform this technique.
　　Yan Xuankong said that the other party would lie down, then it would take a long time to recover.
In addition to the destructive power on the surface, his shadowless knife also contains a hint of sword meaning. The puppet stand-in can withstand the destructive power on the surface, but he cannot bear the sword meaning in it. The body must be vertical and horizontal, and the meridians will bear the pain of repeated cutting back and forth until one day is slowly wiped out by the other party's qi.
　　 "What about you?" Yan Xuankong saw that the secret nails had been shoveled away, and he relaxed a little under his heart.
　　 And if Zang Suxin let people in, Zang Suxin must protect the blue grinding disc with him. The two great masters guard this place, and there are absolutely few people who dare to challenge.
　　 "Youyou~EbookFREE.me~ Lingling, come down."
　　Tang Suxin took out his mobile phone to call, and in mid-air, an aircraft fell down. When the door of the aircraft opened four or five meters above the ground, the aircraft door opened and the two girls jumped out.
　　 "This girl is pretty good," Yan Xuankong whispered.
The two women who jumped out were sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in plain clothes, with rucksacks on their bodies, beautiful youth, beautiful facial features, but they were also harsh, like Yan Xuankong. What's more, the two girls are twins, with exactly the same movements, and they look very pleasing.
　　 "Just what the name is disabled" Yan Xuan hollow sighed, "Eat the loss of culture!"
　　 "Tibetan"
　　 "Tibetan spirit"
　　 "I have seen my mother, I have met Master Yan", the two women's neat salute.
　　 "Master Yan has already agreed, you go in!" Zang Suxin said, after making a move with Yan Xuankong, she also knew that Yan Xuankong named the master.
　　 "But mother your arm."
　　 "Master Yan, can you get rid of my mother's sword?"
　　 "We have our own arrangements, you don't need your attention, you two quickly enter the ruins."
　　Zang Suxin's mouth wriggled, as if to say something to the two women, half-sounding, and waved them into the blue grinding disc.
　　 silenced all around again.
　　Tiang Suxin's arm shook, and a trace of blood arrows spewed out of it, nailed to the ground.
　　Yan Xuankong's eyes condensed, and he thought that this woman's means were quite a lot, and these little time would expel his sword intentions.
　　As for the Ying man who was hit by him, lie for half a year before talking.
　　Zang Suxin found an open space, sat cross-legged, and looked at the gray ruins. The look in her eyes softened and Bai Mengdun disappeared.