Chapter 53: Wings on the wings, the moon is like a fire

"Zhang He actually wants to use the shadow sword. This Cheng Jian sword is said to be not simple, not an ordinary Xuan sect."
"It is not said that it is really uncommon. This shadow sword hides a sigh of anger. It is said that the ancestor of Zhang’s family came to a sword saint."
"The shadow sword is against the moonshadow knife and the sword fights. It is not a soldier. I don't know who will win this time."
"It has to be said that it must be Zhang He. His strength is higher than that of Xiao Chen. Now he is able to help him. How can he lose?"
It seems that there has never been such a wonderful battle in the city of Mohe. The people in the distance see Zhang He used the shadow sword, and the voice of the discussion is even more heated.
Xiao Chen stood with a knife, his body was as tall as a pillar, and the electric light on the blade kept flashing. His eyes burned with arrogance. Even if Zhang He made a shadow sword, he did not have a trace of fear.
In the hands of this shadow sword, Zhang He said faintly: "This shadow sword contains a sigh of arrogance, which was left by a Juggernaut saved by the ancestors of Zhangjia in the past."
"In the past, the Juggernaut realized the arrogance of the sea, no one can compete in the four seas. Although there is only one glimpse in this sword, it can last for thousands of years and never dissipates. Today you are dying under this sword, and it is your honor. ""
Awesome?
Xiao Chen’s heart sneered, although this awe-inspiring spirit is powerful, but it is only a thing of the Holy Land. The source of the fighting saint left by the moon-shadow knife is the thing of the Emperor.
Lei Di used this one-sixth of the source of the fighting to create the Lei Mujian, do not know how many saints fell, if Zhang He wants to rely on this, Xiao Chen does not mind giving him a surprise.
Zhang Hejian Xiao Chen's momentum has not changed, and his heart is not a bit disappointed. This Xiao Chen is really strong inside, and his heart can not be broken.
If the heart is not chaotic, then the momentum will not decrease, the weakness will be difficult to make, and it will be difficult for people to start.
Since there is no flaw, then I will make a flaw. Zhang He’s heart is filled with arrogance. If there is even a Chinese warrior here, it will not be able to clean up.
In the future, he will definitely become a joke in the white city of the state city. There is no possibility to enter the holy place, so he must win and win.
The winners have nothing to say, make people convinced, let them leave the shadows that are hard to erase in their lifetime!
Zhang He burst into a bang, and the arrogance of the sword in the shadow of the sword, swaying out, a smashing of the sky, the slashing of the gas, the sword is not out, the sword has become.
Awe-inspiring, the heavens and the earth will last forever, and the attack will mean that the gods will destroy the devil!
昊天剑气, with my heart, Jianfeng pointed, arrogant!
Tianpeng spread its wings, come and go without a trace, its disease is like the wind, its potential is like electricity!
kill! kill! kill!
At this moment, Zhang He actually puts three kinds of heaven and earth out of school, all of them are combined, coupled with the Haotian sword of Haoran, and the world's peerless body, dare to ask who can resist this Mohe city!
In an instant, the wind rushed, the endless killing rushed to Xiao Chen, the sword in the hands of Zhang He’s sword swayed, the two-meter-long swordsman, swallowing the violent sword.
Hey!
Xiao Chen has never seen such a fast sword. The two-meter-long swordsman is still swallowing at the last moment. He has never seen him lift up. The next moment, Jianmang has already come to his eyes.
Xiao Chen’s heart was terrified. At this moment, he actually felt a sense of death. For a long time, his biggest reliance was the Tianji martial arts dragon.
Even if the situation falls to the worst, as long as he makes the Qinglong go out to sea, the ten Zhanghe will be turned into ashes.
The situation in front of us is a bit unpleasant. The speed of Zhanghe is so fast. I am afraid that he will not be able to make a chance to go out to sea. He will be killed.
This moment does not think much, Jianmang has touched the hair on his forehead, and then no way, he will be seriously injured.
No chance to dodge, it can only be hard.
Raytheon shield!
At the critical moment of the crisis, Xiao Chen made a Raytheon shield when he was in the midst of a crisis.
It can resist the blow of Xuanjie martial arts.
At this moment, he has been promoted to the Chinese Warrior, and his strength has been more than doubled. He wants to come to the defense of this Raytheon, and it is enough to double.
boom!
Jianmang hit a lightning-defense defensive shield, and made a loud noise. A huge force came from it. The Xiaochen in the shield was moved by the internal organs, and a blood spit out again.
The internal organs are displaced. If the general warrior is so injured, I am afraid that I will lose my fighting power. However, Xiao Chen’s body, after a lot of aura of heaven and earth, is tempered by the purple thunder, so that he does not have to care too much and can have the ability to continue the battle.
Zhang He looked at Raytheon's shield and his brows were slightly wrinkled. I don't know what strong defensive martial arts are. The cracks on the shields began to slowly sew.
Manage what powerful defensive martial arts, in the face of Hao Ranqi, give me a break!
"The wings fly, and the sword is a word."
Zhang He lightly sighs, and the whole person seems to be integrated with the sword. This sword is sleek and restrained, without any color, no wind, no sword.
Just so understated in the morning of Xiao Chen's Raytheon shield, did not make any sound, but the lightning on the shield quickly dissipated, Xiao Chen is like a heavy blow, but also a blood spit out.
In the hands of the rapid handprint, two of the five white clouds next to the Qinglong, all scattered, turned into countless vitality into the Raytheon shield, the light on the shield once again dazzled.
"Flying on the wings, dancing in the millennium."
Zhang He did not have any discouragement, and another powerful sword skill made it. Compared with the simplicity of the previous trick, this move is extremely gorgeous.
The boundless swords, like the autumn wind and rain, hit the Raytheon shield, Zhang He's figure quickly changed his position in the air. Every time you change a position, there will be 20 swords hitting the Raytheon shield.
He changed a total of nine hundred and eighty-one positions in the air, and a total of 1,600 swords were thrown. The power of each sword has half the power of a sword.
Xiao Chen’s death and support for Raytheon’s shield, the blood in his mouth kept overflowing, but he did not give up in his eyes. He tried to capture the trajectory of Zhang He’s movement and his charm when he was recruiting. .
Even if it is seriously injured, under the huge disadvantage, the heart is still not chaotic, the momentum is still not reduced, the weakness is still not present!
"The wings fly, I remember that it seems to be a martial art created from the White Wood Institute, the martial arts created, I did not expect this combination to learn, although only the first two strokes, it is enough to disappoint the peers."
"That morning is not simple. Under the dual pressure of Hao Ranqi and Qi Tianjian, it can still be up to now."
"This is also the real merger of Zhang, the Tianpeng wings, the awe-inspiring spirit, the scorpion swords and the air are merged together, only the shape does not have its own god, or the sword can even be easily destroyed by the big martial artist."
"You look at the joint, as if you want to make the third move of flying on the wing. It's impossible. He is so young and comprehensed that the three moves are flying."
The people in the distance once again burst into excitement. Today's battle really opened their eyes. Not only Zhang He but also Xiao Chen, they all brought unexpected surprises.
"The wings fly, the moon is like fire."
No matter how surprised the crowd, the third sword on the wing was so hot that it was finally brought out by Zhang He.
Above the ring, Zhang He stood in the place of Xiao Chen 20 meters away. A sword pointed to the sky. It was the sky at dusk. It suddenly became very dark. A round of moon slowly rose, and the moon was bright.
"There was a vision, what level of martial arts is flying on this wing, how can it be so horrible!" No one thought that the third move of this wing was actually a vision of heaven and earth.
Above the full moon, a fleeting figure suddenly appeared, as if coming from outside the sky, holding a sword, under the setting of the moon, the feeling of ethereal and agile gives the impression of the immortal.
Zhang He above the ring, dancing the long sword, and the shadow on the day, he suddenly pointed the sword to Xiao Chen in the Raytheon shield.
Xiao Chen’s heart was stopped and the beating stopped. The surrounding space was dark. All the people disappeared in front of his eyes. There was no tension, no lords, no crowds, only boundless darkness, and lonely days. .
This is a terrible feeling. It is not that people in the middle can't understand it. Xiao Chen's heart is mad, and his heart seems to be shaken at this moment.
At this moment, the body of the Qinglong Wuhun sounded lightly, the dark space suddenly broke into pieces, the space was restored to its original state, and Xiao Chen’s heart was finally stabilized.
Zhang He’s brows picked up and apparently felt that Xiao Chen’s already shaken heart had actually stabilized again, but at this moment he could not allow him to think more. The moon has already lifted off and there is no chance to stop.
"Give me broken!"
Zhang He shouted, and a sword angered Xiao Chen. The figure on that day also felt the anger of Zhang He, and at the same time yelled: "Give me broken!"
broken!
broken!
broken!
For a time, the world and the earth were filled with the scream of Zhang He, and the supreme pressure was scattered around. There seemed to be a power in the voice, which made people feel chilling.
"This is the fairy sound, it is the fairy sound, this bright moon can actually make a fairy sound."
Among the people in the distance, the less powerful warriors were directly shocked by the sound of this fairy, even if some of them were stronger, they were extremely uncomfortable.
"Fan Yin has been so horrible, then the next sword will have much power." In the crowd, some people trembled.
Xiao Chen’s heart is like a water stop, and the supreme rule in the comprehension of the truth is that the purple thunder is running wildly, and the energy is not consumed, and the body actually emits a faint purple light.
Zhang He stood in the same place, did not move forward, and a sword was so opposed to Xiao Chen, who fell directly at a distance of 20 meters.
What he wants to do, even if it is a strong martial artist, after the sword is flying 20 meters, the power will be reduced a lot. He can't break my Raytheon.
Xiao Chen’s thoughts in his heart, he looked up and his face was extremely stunned, and finally understood what Zhang He wanted to do.
The figure on that day, actually with Zhang Jian, this sword, from far and near, stunned toward him.
The moon is like a fire, when it is empty, there are people outside the sky, a sword is coming, and a mortal ants, who can resist?