Chapter 972: Tiaotian

　　 Deserted and lonely smoke, the yellow sand is everywhere.
　　 The air is like a piece of ice, the world is desolate, and there is only a lonely cold wind whimpering.
　　 "Want to drink with my heart, come, and ask for my ancient dragon shield, come and get it!" Ouyang Ming looked at Dong Ruyu's falling body and roared coldly.
　　 He Jian's eyes were dull, and looking at Ouyang Ming was like looking at a huge mountain shrouded in darkness by the black mist. What was revealed was always one of the small corners. It seemed to be invisible anyway.
　　Especially when he glanced at Dong Ruyu, his heart was terrified.
　　 There was only one thought left in his heart: "In front of His Holiness, bombard his heirs frontally? Is this...too domineering?"
　　 For a moment, he actually forgot to escape, so he was so stupefied.
　　 Until Xiao Lan moved, he didn't relax.
　　 quickly patted the thigh, the voice eagerly said: "Yu brother, you go quickly, I have my own way of getting out."
　　Ouyang Ming didn't have time to answer yet, another voice rang.
　　 "Go? Today, none of you can go!" Dong Chenyu finally arrived, and there was a burst of intense coldness on his body.
　　 He wished that these two lowly human races would cramp their skins. How could they let them go? Striding across, he caught Dong Ruyu, his palms gently collapsed from top to bottom, glaring it round, his eyes closed together.
　　 said in a low voice: "Ruyu, you can rest assured that your father will make them and bloody!"
In his heart, there was a volcano that exploded completely, and some people killed his heir in front of him. This was a slap in his face, and he was so forceful that he could not hide, making him angry and rushing to the crown. Each scale armor stood up.
　　Gently waved his right hand, Dong Ruyu's body burned, turned into ashes, and scattered in the sky of yellow sand.
　　 A slide, like a lightning, chasing and chasing past!
　　 He Jian glanced back, his face eager, and smiled bitterly: "Yu brother, you take Xiaolan away first, I will hold him back."
　　Ouyang Ming pondered a little: "He is a Venerable, you can't stop it."
Listening to this, a violent sword exploded from He Jian, his face full of arrogance: "I have a sword, although it is a residual skill, but it has the power to leapfrog. At first, by this trick, I walked away with the body of the spirit, the venerable warlord." He paused and said: "But there is only one move, but it will consume all the aura in my Dantian." This is also for Ouyang before. Ming was besieged by hundreds of bloodworms, he did not use this sword to explain.
　　 The same is true, once this sword is cut out, he will have no combat power.
He Jian's eyes turned, his throat moved, hesitated, and his voice was hoarse: "Help me take good care of Xiao Lan, she is a hard child. Today, all this has hit her too much, but was born in this world of thieves No one can help, and who can be alone?"
　　Ouyang Ming didn't know how to answer. He took a deep look at He Jian. He was also a decisive and straightforward person. He didn't hesitate. He focused on his head and waved his sleeves. After taking Xiao Lan, he turned into a long rainbow and went away.
　　He Jian smiled brightly and said, "Heaven is not born, he is Xu Aoran, the ancient swordsman is like a long night! Come to fight! Come to fight!"
　　 looked at Ouyang Ming's back and took a deep breath, not knowing what to think about.
　　 reflected the shadows of two blood swords in his eyes. When he turned around, he turned into a sharp blood sword that could pierce the sky and shatter the stars.
　　 was so bright that he couldn't move his eyes, and the long sword in his right hand made a burst of joyous swordsounds.
　　 "War!" He Jian stood up in the air, left a worn hip flask from the space bag with his left hand, and a long sword in his right hand.
　　 The white dress flutters, the temperament is dusty, and the world is independent, like a sword fairy who can break the mountain and break the sea.
　　 This moment, even Dong Chenyu, has a strong sense of crisis in his mind. It seems that if he is a little careless, he will die.
　　 actually dared to watch Ouyang Ming's back away, and dared not pursue.
　　 He gave birth to a kind of feeling, if he exposed his back in front of this human race, it would definitely be a nine-death life!
　　 This kind of induction has just risen, and my heart was immediately terrified, secretly, this human race monk is not the peak of the spirit, it is so terrible, how...how is it possible?
　　 In the spirit world, there is a saying that the unrespected venom is a ants. Compared with the Venerable, the Spirit is like gravel and stars. The distance between the two is the entire sky, and it can't be surpassed throughout his life. But now, Dong Chenyu actually feels a strong crisis in He Jian, which is simply a fantasy, and he will not believe it anyway, but the caution in his temper makes him choose not to pursue.
　　 froze for a moment, then quickly converged his mind, adjusted his breathing machine, his breath sank, and he was sitting in danger.
　　 saw his mouth open and suddenly inhaled. A dark and deep black hole suddenly appeared in the sky, and all the aura within a hundred feet was instantly sucked into it. Compressed sharply in the chest and abdomen, turned into countless sharp aura swords, suddenly vomited, and a small aura sword shot from his mouth. Covering the sky and covering the sun, like falling snow and pressing green pines, is becoming more and more urgent. If only that were the case, there were countless hurricanes in the sky rising up on the ground, winding around the Reiki Sword, and going straight to He Jian, the world roared and exploded.
　　He Jianxu's hair was all white, and the sword was condensed but not loose. He took a sip of wine, moved freely, dropped the jug from the air, and gently stroked the long sword with his left finger.
　　 Spiritual force was transported to the tip of the sword, and a circular sword arc was drawn back, and then a large circle was shaken out in vain.
　　 The sword light is solid, gathers and does not disperse, there is no majestic, earth-shattering and domineering domineering, but there is a kind of stunning return to the original, the road is simple.
At the same time, the body sinks downwards, and a shocking arc is drawn on the back. The center of gravity sways in the body like mercury. Each time you raise your hand, you can block a small reiki sword, and the step backwards quickly and walks quickly. , Only defending.
　　 But this sharp aura sword is too much, dense and dense, like fine raindrops, permeable.
　　 It was only a moment after He Jian was caught in a dangerous situation, and every time he raised his hand and fought back, he was like walking on thin ice.
　　 Seeing this picture, Dong Chenyu showed a happy face, spit out a cold breath, secretly said, but it is the peak of the spirit, I am too cautious myself. I want to come too, there are very few spirits who can take a trick in the hands of the Venerable, let alone bring the Venerable Life and Death Crisis?
　　 no longer has any scruples in his heart, every time he shoots, he opens wide and closes, majestic, and sets off a roar.
　　He Jian is even more miserable, and can only forcefully support it, while preparing for which sword to cut.
　　On the other side, Ouyang Ming's speed reached the extreme, turning into a black whirlwind.
　　 leaned downward, a few flashes, and then fell into a black forest, surrounded by silence, only a whimpering wind.
　　 Xiaolan lay on his back, his eyes dull. Just today, her father and mother were dead, and without the harbor to avoid the sea breeze, the world in her heart collapsed, a dark, leaving only black and white.
　　 Soon, Ouyang Ming found a small tree hole.
　　 Sleeve sleeves, countless arrays like streamers scattered out, and soon set up a defensive array, a magic array array. After this period of day and night speculation, his accomplishments above the formation became deeper and deeper, and he was not much weaker than refining equipment.
　　 walked into the tree hole, crouched down, the voice was extremely soft, said: "Xiao Lan, you stay here, I will help Grandpa He, OK?"
Xiao Lan finally had a look in her eyes, her small red face wrinkled together, carefully pulling Ouyang Ming's cuffs, and whispered: "I am afraid of darkness alone, there are monsters in the darkness..." Her eyes showed fear, but also There is a daze about the unknown world. People are always afraid of change, not to mention she is so young and has just experienced a tragedy on earth.
　　Ouyang Ming's face was bitter, and he was at a loss.
　　Thought for a moment, take out many spirit stones, ignite them with the fire of the heavenly phoenix, and the inside of the tree hole is extremely bright.
　　 He took out a windmill and handed it to Xiao Lan, saying, "Hey, this is for you. I will be back when it turns 200 laps."
　　 "Really?" Xiao Lan asked.
　　 "Really."
　　 Xiaolan hesitated for a moment, and his soft fingers let go of his clothes.
　　Ouyang Ming was gone. He Jian's words before were just like explaining the aftermath, so he had a bad feeling in his heart, so he had to go. And, just like what he would miss if he doesn’t go, this feeling is extremely wonderful, and it is difficult to describe in words.
　　 And Xiaolan stared at the windmill intently, counting it a few turns carefully.
　　 In the sky, He Jian's body is full of fine sword marks, blood beaded straight.
　　 He coughed heavily, covered his mouth with his hand, and when he put it down, his palm was extremely scarlet.
　　 secretly said, old, old, the ventilator blocked, want to kill this sword ~EbookFREE.me~ actually adjusted for so long.
　　 Huo Ran, a fine light radiated from his eyes, like a knife.
The arm shook, the light above the long sword shone, and the rune like a tadpole flashed violently, breaking apart, turned into countless black marks, and merged into the blue front sword, the long sword seemed to become a ray of starlight, it seemed Contaminated by the power of ghosts and gods.
　　 He Jianmu's gaze became sincere, as in a pilgrimage, faintly with a kind of madness of death.
　　 exhaled lightly, yelling at the sky and shouting: "This sword-the sky!"
The sound did not fall, a sword was cut out, a majestic sword light rose into the sky, a majestic sword gas swept all directions, as if to tear the world into pieces, an invisible sword gas rushed to the sky, to cut off the void, Sharp and unmatched, all kinds of obstacles, as if under this sword, can be cut off.
　　 This is an undefeated trend piled up by countless victories and glory.
　　 This is a kind of awe-inspiring as long as I have a sword in my hand.
　　 asks about Dao, and what he cuts is the truth of the world, and his attachment to Dao.
　　 Under this cut, the sky seemed to be suddenly dark, and the space was wavy with a slight ripple.
　　 This sword light absorbs all the subtle light in the sky. ...
　　
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