Chapter 1361: : Pick me 1 sword

The old sword with broken patterns returned to the hands of the ugly old man. Part of the broken patterns on it had disappeared and became very smooth, and part of the sword body was still covered with broken patterns. ??Huoranwen????
　　
　　 The ugly old man sighed, and it seems that the broken ancient sword would be used two or three more times, and it would be completely destroyed.
　　
Ordinary swords, the more broken lines, it means that the sword body is on the verge of collapse, but this sword is different. The more broken lines, the more intact the sword. If the broken lines are less and less, it means this sword The life of the sword is not long.
　　
　　 Since the ugly old man got this sword in his early years, he has not exerted the true power of this sword very much, but he is afraid that this sword will be worn out too quickly.
　　
　　 Right now, in the face of masters like Daotian Sanjie, the ugly old man cannot win quickly, but can only show his true skills.
　　
　　On the opposite side, the three heroes of the sky were seriously injured, two of the three Taomu swords were broken, and the three heroes spurted blood, their expressions horrified.
　　
　　 This is already Daotian Sanjie's strongest move, but he is still a swordsman defeated by the ugly old man. Sanjie is shocked and unable to fight anymore.
　　
　　 "Go!" Daotian Sanjie communicated with each other without any words, just turned around and ran.
　　
　　Although a bit shameful, Daotian Sanjie is very clear that the ugly old man still has the power, but his three brothers have been seriously injured and are unsustainable.
　　
　　Dao Tian Sanjie is not alone, and there is still a helping hand behind them. The three of their brothers have done their best in this battle. They retreated at this moment, and their faces are not too ugly.
　　
When the ugly old man saw that Tian Sanjie was about to run, his eyes narrowed, his fingers moved, and seven ancient swords flew out behind him, whistling directly towards Dao Tian Sanjie.
　　
　　 This is to kill Daotian Sanjie and not give them a way!
　　
　　 Dao Tian Sanjie heard the sound of the wind breaking behind him, and there was another violent sword attack, which made their backs hurt. Dao Tian Sanjie suddenly panicked.
　　
　　 saw the youngest of the three masters turned around and waved, a purple bronze mirror flew out, floating on the sky dome, sprinkling a purple brilliance.
　　
　　 Seven ancient swords flew over, illuminated by the purple brilliance, and the sword suddenly stagnate, as if suppressed by the purple bronze mirror.
　　
　　 But it's just two breathing kung fu, the purple bronze mirror can't hold down the seven ancient swords.
　　
With a click, the first of the seven ancient swords was directly pierced with a purple bronze mirror, and the six ancient swords in the back also followed closely. The bronze mirror was split into pieces, completely ruined. .
　　
　　 Dao Tian Sanjie continued to flee without any distress, and the seven ancient swords chased after him, getting closer and closer to Dao Tian Sanjie.
　　
This chase escaped quickly away from the dry country, and as soon as the seven ancient swords were about to catch up with the Daotian Sanjie, they saw a silver long sword coming out of the sky. Flying the ancient sword diagonally.
　　
　　 The ugly old man in the dry country frowned, and immediately waved his hand, collecting all the seven ancient swords back.
　　
　　Tao Sanjie retrieved his life, breathed out of his heart, and looked up. A middle-aged man in Tsing Yi was standing on the sky dome, his beard was shabby, and he looked a little decadent, with a big gourd tied around his waist.
　　
　　 saw that this person shot, Daotian Sanjie was red-faced, and some were afraid to visit him.
　　
Although Daomen is the same, Daotian Sanjie has some insignificance in his heart, not only because Daotian Sanjie's seniority in Daomen is higher than that of the middle-aged man, but also because this middle-aged man has committed Daomen Caution is regarded as the shame of the Daomen, and is not treated by the Daomen.
　　
　　Now that their three brothers have been rescued by this middle-aged man, Dao Tian Sanjie is naturally a bit awkward and complicated.
　　
　　Middle-aged men did not look at Daotian Sanjie, his footsteps were a bit fictitious, and his figure fluttered toward the dry country.
　　
　　Dao Tian Sanjie saw this and knew that the middle-aged man was about to shoot. He felt awkward in his heart, but he also relaxed slightly.
　　
　　With this shot, there is no need for them to worry about anything.
　　
　　 "Three people, come and heal." Youth holding sword also appeared, said to Daotian Sanjie.
　　
　　 On the other side, the middle-aged man has already come to the top of the dry country, opposite the ugly man.
　　
　　 The ugly old man narrowed his eyes and stared at the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was drunk and looked at the ugly old man.
　　
　　 "Running three old mixed hairs, a small mixed hair came, the door is really interesting." The ugly old man grinned.
　　
　　The middle-aged man smiled and burped: "I don't want to come either, but there is really no way. If I don't come, I can't drink with peace of mind."
　　
　　 "Do you like to drink? The old man also likes to drink, but drinking is wrong. At that time, the old man was handsome and handsome, and because of a wrong drink, I lost the most beloved girl." The ugly old man said with a puff.
　　
　　 This ugly old man was talking nonsense, but it made the middle-aged man look slightly stunned, and a trace of sadness appeared in his eyes involuntarily. It seems that the ugly old man evoked memories that he did not want to remember.
　　
　　 "Little miscellaneous hair, you go back, you may not beat me." The ugly old man said to the middle-aged man.
　　
The middle-aged man regained his peace and smiled: "If you can't beat it, you will have to fight it. You know that the juniors are also interested in using swords. Seeing the elders have great skills in kendo, they are very happy and want to learn from the elders. "
　　
The ugly old man curled his lips and said: "Study a fart, your little hair is too cunning. The old man has just fought with the three old hairs, and it consumes a lot. Is your little hair now coming up, isn't it just to pick up cheap? "
　　
　　Middle-aged men don't care about it: "This is also the helplessness of the juniors. Although the juniors would like to have a fair fight with the elders, those who teach the three can not allow me to do so.
　　
　　 The ugly old man snorted softly: "Then don't talk nonsense, come and let the old man come to see how good your little hair is?"
　　
　　Middle-aged man nodded: "Since that is the case, the junior will offend."
　　
　　The voice just fell~EbookFREE.me~ A silver long sword carried by the middle-aged man suddenly came out of the sheath.
　　
　　 The expression of the ugly old man suddenly became solemn, and he was also a master of Kendo. When the middle-aged man shot this ugly old man, he knew that this person had extraordinary strength in kendo, which was much stronger than the three masters of that day.
　　
　　 The middle-aged man held the silver long sword, raised his hand slightly, and cut the sword towards the ugly old man.
　　
　　 The sword was cut very slowly, and it fell slowly. According to the speed of the sword, individuals can easily hide.
　　
　　 But the real power of this sword is the sword intention.
　　
　　 rumbling ~~~
　　
　　The inexhaustible swords came over and over, and it caused the sword in the hands of many warriors of the dry country to sound the sound of swordsmanship. Many dry warriors of the dry country were overwhelmed.
　　
　　 "Old Senior, take me a sword." The middle-aged man laughed.
　　
　　Ps: Third, continue to code words (to be continued.)