Vol 7 Chapter 27: Lessee

Dong Huzhen did not have any extra thoughts. While comprehending this sword trick, or learning the sword, the stick in his hand was lifted up and the sword was displayed.
When the former Emperor Yuanwu said that Dong Huzhen could not defeat him, the old man said that he was not necessarily. The most important reason was that he got Ding Ning's instructions and learned some unusually powerful swords.
So he thought it might be because of Ding Ning.
At this time in the world, only he and his grandson Xue Xue knew the true identity of Ding Ning, so he had absolute confidence in Ding Ning.
Even so, he did not expect Ding Ning to teach the sword before the battle. Br/fiction>
This is not only familiar to the opponents such as the Emperor Yuanwu, but also able to teach the sword before the battle, but also must be very familiar with his cultivation and physical condition.
The teacher and the teacher are still unable to be familiar with their own skin, not to mention that he just followed Ding Ning all the way and experienced several battles.
Ding Ning is able to pick out the sword that suits his use and that he can instantly comprehend. This kind of realm is truly beyond the masters of the world.
The stick in his hand, which looks like an old wood, is not only the life of his life, but also the life of his life in the hands of his previous sorrows. Different powerful atmospheres are already a fetish for practitioners who practice his methods.
The sword was incredibly smooth, and the tip of the stick in his hand slanted to the sky, and the tip of the stick had a glimmer of light and flames.
At this time, the sky was covered by the chill of the Nine Kings, and the snow and ice were raging. The overlapping clouds were directly drawn from the distant mountains. As the battle began, the long-term shallow snow was more intense, and large pieces were like real goose feathers. The size of the gray-black ice and snow has fallen, heavy as the tiles land, creaking.
However, when the sword of Dong Huyu was applied, the overlapping clouds and heavy snow were pierced by countless fire lines from the sky.
A bright golden yellow fire line crashed from the sky, and the intense friction between the cold clouds began to detonate.
In the sky, thousands of trees are sparking.
Many pieces of golden real fires, like the runes on the symbols, sucked the spirit from the heavens and the earth. When they passed through these cold clouds, they became a thin, thin sword with a certain bone-like taste. .
As far as the perception of any practitioner is concerned, as long as such a piece of sword penetrates into the body, the flesh and bones in the body are immediately eroded and become ugly.
Thousands of swords were shot from all directions to the Emperor Yuanwu.
This kind of scene is like a miracle.
This sword is no stranger to the Emperor Yuanwu. It once appeared in Changling, and it appeared in the battle of the world's strongest people to co-smash the king's dream.
Wang Jingmeng used this sword to directly kill many practitioners. Even today, he has already reached the eight realms, and he still does not dare to have a half-point.
The bright yellow sword in his hand went up.
Countless silks are more dazzling than the golden fire, and the dazzling light bursts out of his sword with a sacred and great taste.
These glaring bright rays formed a huge phoenix outside his body, a legendary beast.
But in the next moment, his body is full of vitality.
The sword phoenix was broken and broken by his own power, and then turned into countless finer shredded silk and bright light.
These forces made the sky bang, like a direct support of the mountain.
The eyes of the grandson's shallow snow shimmered fiercely. In her right hand, the almost uncontrolled flow of snorkeling sneaked into the extreme blue-black sacred vitality. The nine secluded king swords automatically condensed and slowly appeared in her hands.
Since the Lushan Federation, she already knew that Yuanwu was not the Yuanwu she was familiar with. However, now she saw his shot, but she still had her unbelievable feeling.
In this moment, Yuan Wu used the sword of the life to cast out the sword phoenix, and also used the body to cast the sword of the Bashan sword field.
Such two swords in the hands of Yuan Wu, but directly became a new sword style, a move to defend the world's invincible sword.
"Bitter sea crossing!"
Ding Ning had already issued a rapid low drink as early as Dong Hu’s unrelenting display of the
Earth of the Sky
that had just been realized.
Then the right hand is pointed to the sword, and a sword is cast out of thin air.
"Bitter sea crossing" is a secret sword of Dong Huyu's teacher, just like engraving in his life.
At this moment, I heard Ding Ning’s low drink. Dong Huzhen left his sword with his own body intuition.
A gray stick shadow, like the sail on the sailing ship, cuts the wind and waves at this time, passes through the invisible Shousi Mountain, and heads for Yuanwu.
Then Dong Huzhen used the third sword, which is the sword that was just Ding Ning and pointed to the sword.
This is a new sword trick. With the flow of the surrounding air, this sword is also like a natural rogue in Dong Hu's mind.
The staff in the hands of Dong Huzhen re-shocked.
The three swords are like a stream of water.
There was a very strange noise.
Above the head of the Emperor Yuanwu, there was a white shock wave that exploded outside. The void was like a hole. The staff in the hands of Dong Hu’s hand slammed the tip of the stick, but the center of the white shock wave, But there was a clear tip of the stick that pierced the heart of his head.
Except for Ding Ning and Dong Hu, all of them were discolored.
Emperor Yuanwu’s body changed several heads and several arms.
Such a picture is only because the Emperor Yuanwu’s movements at this time are too fast, beyond the extremes that the practitioner’s eyes and perception can capture.
The bang banged.
A golden flame of light shattered the picture that appeared in everyone's eyes.
A low snoring sounded.
The figure of Emperor Yuanwu retired from the golden flame group.
His forehead shed a faint blood.
A sudden exclamation sounded.
The figures at the master level can be sure that the Emperor Yuanwu did not suffer any serious injuries. However, under the three swords of Dong Huzhen, he did not have an advantage, but he was injured and bleed.
"No birth."
Before these screams of exclamation sounded, Ding Ning’s voice had already sounded on the ear of Dong Hu’s ear.
Ding Ning's face is very dignified, and if there are stars in the eyes, it will be extinguished. Every time Ming Ming will represent a heart in his knowledge of the sea. At this time, he is equivalent to the sword by Dong Hu's hand. Dong Huzhen is close to the eight-state breakthrough. The spirit is in perfection in his life, and the injury suffered by Yuan Wu in the Lushan League is obviously more than the outside speculation. Heavier.
However, these still do not constitute the possibility of defeating or escaping the current squad.
In fact, the most influential thing about Yuanwu at this time is Yuanwu’s own state of mind.
It was the emotional shock that saw him cast these swords.
The more he unreservedly reveals these swords, the more he can bring shock to Yuan Wu, and the more he can not concentrate on his own mind.
Therefore, while drinking the name of the "no life" sword, Dong Ding repaired a sword.
His hand really reveals the sword light of the sword of life.
A very simple, straight and straight sword stabbed forward, but this sword is perfect to the extreme, perfect to the point where all the swordsmen in the room feel unattainable.
Dong Huzhen is also somewhat puzzled.
This is just a "breaking army" sword with no fancy.
Such a sword recruits anyone to learn, and the simpler the sword, the ultimate perfection, then it takes talent, and has nothing to do with the efforts of the day after tomorrow.
The power of this sword is not great, can it be an unexpected effect.
He did not understand, but at this time, he felt the vibration of the Yuanwu Emperor's state of mind.
Between him and the Emperor Yuanwu emperor, like a telepathy, he can intuitively feel that the Emperor Yuanwu’s air machine has already appeared flawed.
Dong Huzhen suddenly realized.
Only the old Wang Jingmeng can display such a perfect sword.
However, the current sword is reappearing. How can it not be shocked?
This sword is not for him to use, but to bring him opportunities.
The staff in his hand disappeared.
His "no birth" means "nothing to die". There is no possibility that there will be more things in the heavens and the earth, and nothing will disappear.
No birth, no increase.
The vane that disappeared in his hand appeared directly on the chest of the Emperor Yuanwu, and the heaven and earth in the area of ​​the Emperor Yuanwu’s chest had already reached his hand and turned into a transparent sword. Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotian.net