: 1144, Tai Xuan Battle (2)

Wang Shiyu is an ordinary earth person.
Her destiny, because the old stick sent Li Mu, a mistake and changed.
She used to be as small as dust.
Also once turned into a sword god.
Even after experiencing countless winds, frosts and rains, she still has a simple heart.
She practiced swordsmanship, in order to be a top, and a list of mountains.
Also in order to be able to follow the pace of Li Mu.
Of course, it is also for the sake of martial arts.
Ten years of grinding a sword, the frost blade has not tried, today shows Shijun, who has something wrong?
Knowing that walking out of the shield of the Taixuan Academy will be very dangerous.
It doesn't even help.
But she still shot.
The arc of the sword is cut through the void.
The butcher's knives that were lifted up were crushed one by one.
Long wind hunting.
The wind swayed Wang Shiyu's long black hair.
Her face is awkward and her face is sharp.
"Ha ha ha ha."
Leizu laughed.
Although it is not the old stick, but Wang Shiyu, but this is enough.
Because he knows the weight of Wang Shiyu in Li Mu’s heart.
Catching such a hostage is better than killing countless heads.
Ding!
Leizu shot.
Thunder and lightning swords, a purple sword light, flying out.
Wang Shiyu has long been prepared.
Ding!
The sword in her hand is a block.
The figure was shaken and flew out.
But only a slight meal, immediately broke the sound of the sound, Wang Shiyu Jianguang as a rainbow, body and sword in one, instantly arrived in front of Leizu.
Hey!
The sword is filled with air, and the sword light flickers.
Wang Shiyu's swordsmanship is rich in inheritance.
And her strongest kendo comes from the sword Emperor Ding Hao.
This kind of Emperor's swordsmanship, the spread of the sword, the sky is like the light of the day, like the glare of the sun, the glare, the mighty, the bright, the power, the innumerable swords and the sky, seems to be the stars of the sky. Come the same.
The strength of Leizu was repaired, and it was much higher than Wang Shiyu. The combat experience was far superior, but under the high-level swordsmanship of Wang Shiyu, the rush was actually suppressed.
"Little slut."
Lei Zu hates the extreme, desperate, urging all the forces on his body to fight back.
Boom!
The thunder flashes.
Sword and spirit.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Shiyu fell into the wind, but in an instant, he maintained an unbeaten situation.
But it is just unbeaten.
I want to get the old babies from the women and children under the knife, but it is impossible.
In the Taixuan Academy, the Qingfeng Mingyue and others are almost dying.
"What to do? What to do? What to do?"
The moon is like a rabbit that has been stepped on the tail.
Qiu Yin and Guo Yuqing are also like ants on hot pots.
The brow of the breeze wrinkled tightly.
His brain is running fast, but he can't think of any good way.
Taixuan Academy, after all, the construction day is short, the foundation is shallow, and the foundation is not good. Except for Wang Shiyu, the only thing left that can affect the battle is that there is only one Li.
Although Li. Da.’s teacher does not seem to be reliable, it is never disappointing in this kind of thing.
Until now, he is still shooting, it is probably impossible to shoot.
Still thinking about the treatment of flowers.
Otherwise, as soon as Lei Zu began to slaughter the strong people, he shot.
what should I do now?
In his mind, there have been countless ways, but they have all been rejected.
It is useless to display some of the secret weapons of the undead.
After all, the undead Emperor is nothing more than an martial art emperor.
Today, Leizu is relying on the immortals, with the arrival of the immortal army.
boom!
The terrible explosion sounded.
"puff……"
Wang Shiyu's body shape flew backwards and spewed blood in his mouth.
"Haha, little monk, even if you have a sword in your hand, the strength is too weak... Oyi·June Leiqiang, seal it for me."
Leizu laughed.
He palmmed a Gulei Dao Xianfu, flashing purple and thunder, and took off, heading toward Wang Shiyu.
"not good."
"Work with him."
Qiu Yin and Guo Yuqing saw that they could no longer sit still and rushed out of the college shield.
"return to."
Wang Shiyu drank.
She waved her backhand, and the invisible force of the smattering of the squad directly rushed out, and Qiu and Guo Yuqing, who had just rushed out of the formation, re-shocked back.
At the same time, the fairy sword in the hands of Wang Shiyu suddenly became a masterpiece.
"Run the frost and leave the sword."
The sword shadow is like a frost, and the power of the eight hundred miles of ice is swept out.
Bang!
In the sky, a violent explosion of energy sounded.
"Ok?"
Lei Zu was shocked.
The power of this sword made him faint.
The nine-day Thunderbolt that was played out was sealed and smashed by this sword.
Moreover, if it is not the body of Leizu, wearing a sacred armor, maybe it has been injured by this sword.
This little monk, actually mastered such swordsmanship?
That is definitely not a mortal sword.
It is a fairy sword.
She has a fairy sword in her hand, and she has mastered the magical swordsmanship. Could it be that this little monk is also from the fairy world?
Wang Shiyu hit a hand and only felt that the real thing in the body was stirring, some disorder, the throat was sweet, and he almost blew it out against the blood.
But she forcibly suppressed the darkness in the body.
"kill."
The sword is one, like a god, entering the state of extreme speed, in the void, flickering, and drawing a sinuous arc, smashing to Leizu.
"Hey, if I can't even hold you a junior today, why don't you talk about entering the fairy world?"
Lei Zu Li drink.
He also spurred the sword in his hand and applied Lei Jijian to fight back.
Hey!
The sound of dense weapons colliding, sounding between heaven and earth.
The two strongest people have entered the state of extreme speed, and the people around them can't do their body shape with the naked eye.
Only when the two swords intersected, Jianguang stunned, and the green and purple sword light came out in different directions of Tianzhu, only to show that they played in the void.
The figure of the two powerful men was also lost, and it was fleeting.
Jianguang continually shot and continually hit.
boom!
A full fragrant time.
In the sky, a thunderous burst of sound rang.
Blood spilled.
Wang Shiyu's figure, like a broken paper basket, stumbled back.
In her mouth and nose, there are blood spills.
The sword in the hand is also a broken inch.
After all, it is the next product that is rewarded by the reincarnation of the fairy ball, and it is still incomplete. The blade is incomplete. After such a long battle, it is finally difficult to bear the huge impact force and completely broken.
In the hands of Wang Shiyu, there was only a bare hilt.
"Haha, swearing, there is no fairy sword, how do you resist me?" Leizu’s face flashed with a haze of color, and laughed loudly: "I heard that you are Li Mu’s beloved, haha, if I am today You caught and stripped the show before Wan Jun. Haha, will the surname fish still hold back?"
At this time, Wang Shiyu is two kilometers away from Taixuan Academy.
Between her and Tai Xuan Academy, there is still a Leizu.
It is impossible to go back.
Facing the undead style, Lei Zu, Wang Shiyu’s expression, which has been completely degraded, is not happy.
Her heart, unprecedented peace.
It is like a breeze blowing through the blue sky, the blossoming white clouds are in peace with the clouds, the clouds are rolling, the wind is light and the clouds are light.
She looked down at the sword handle in her hand and then let go.
When the backhand was pulled out, the rusted sword with the rusty handle was pulled out.
This sword is given by the master.
When the swordsmanship taught by the teacher is used, the long sword that looks like it will be rusted at any time has a different power.
However, it is a soldier after all.
How to fight against the fairy?
Of course, this is not important.
For a swordsman, a sword is in hand, and the heart is invincible.
As long as there is a sword in your hand, there is no fear.
"Old chop."
Wang Shiyu looked up and looked at Leizu.
"Come on, fight again."
Wang Shiyu shakes the rust sword and shoots again.
Leizu sneered: "The trap of the beast, you are looking for death."
The figure is like an aurora, and the sword is overwhelming.
Hey!
A series of dense crashes.
In the void, Mars is splashing.
Everyone in the Taixuan Academy has to jump out of the eyes of the blind man.
The rusted sword can be blown off in one breath. How can it resist the Leizu’s sword?
Too many people can't help it.
No.
Can't look at it like this.
Let a woman fight outside.
And they, but they have to be safely separated by a shield, are they afraid of death?
Do not.
Going out to fight, even if it can't change the situation of the war, but after all, it is worthy of the heart of its own warrior, there is death.
"go."
"Fight."
"Why are you born, why are you afraid of death?"
In the Taixuan Academy, countless people and strong people have provoked anger.
Just as everyone was about to rush out of the passport, a voice suddenly appeared in the ears of everyone.
"Be honest, add something mess."
Everyone’s body shape is instantly awkward.
It is Li. Da. Shi.
It was the Li. Da Shi who defeated Leizu at the beginning.
Your old man finally appeared.
Mingyue jumped up directly and said: "Father, fast, poetry rain sister is dangerous..."
The voice of the old stick sounded unhurriedly: "Oh, worry, look at it, Xiao Nizi can't lose."
Everyone heard the words, they were all staying.
Can't lose?
The sword was broken.
It is blood.
Now there is only one rusty sword in the hand, how can it not be lost?
No matter, Wang Shiyu is going to die.
"This little Nizi is a small fool."
The voice of the old stick seems to be sighing, and it seems to be ridiculous, fluttering and floating in the ears of everyone.
"In the hands of the Ming, there is an unparalleled blade of the world, but it is necessary to ask the sword to meet the enemy. Let the rust sword come out early and win."
Ok?
When this word comes out, everyone is a glimpse.
What do you mean?
That is to say, at this time, Wang Shiyu’s hand was thrown into the roadside, and there was no rusted sword on the side of the road. It was the real blade of supreme, and the sword that was previously fascinating was not as good as this rust sword?
This...will not be true?
Li. Da. You are an old man, is it wrong?
"Everyone is watching..."
The breeze suddenly looked at the battlefield in the distance.
Hey!
It is still the sound of a dense blade, as if it were a squally shower and a banana, it is endless.
A cluster of Mars is blooming in the sky.
Magnificent and splendid.
The battle is still going on.
The people reacted and suddenly realized that with a rusted sword, Wang Shiyu actually persisted. He continued to fight with Leizu without knowing thousands of swords, and the rusted sword...has not broken.
Hey... ask for a monthly pass, will you beat me?