Vol 7 Chapter 60: Flying

The black dragon is contrary to the laws of the world. The huge mountain is suspended in the air. The long beard of the lower jaw and the natural pattern of the corners on the head communicate with the heavens and the earth, constantly creating a layer of frozen air, such as a ribbon. The body is floating.
Bai Lisu snow stood on top of it, and looked coldly at Li Xiang.
Duanmu Hou screamed, and a gray sacred sword smashed out, colliding with the heart-sword that was directly in front of Li Xiang, and made a shock that made the eardrum crack.
The sword was overflowing, and Li Xiang and his clothes were separated.
His life sword couldn't help but tremble, and the gray sword on his face sprinkled, making his sword - small - say - like a huge wolf tail.
The name of his sword is called "Wolf Wangwei". The Daqin dynasty was made by the famous sword of the European flames a hundred years ago. The swordsman is pervasive and breaks the other's strength.
However, even if he blocked the sword of Bai Li Su Xue, his fear in the depths of his eyes was a few more points.
Whether it is the sword-style of the Jianmeng sword, or the sword-style of the heart-class sect... The Supreme Swords of the rest of the sects cannot be circulated outside, but at this time the Baili Su Xue is a handkerchief.
In the world of practitioners, in all the records of all the classics in history, only Wang Jingmeng of that year can see the mystery of others and understand the usage.
And now the thyris snow, in his eyes, seems to become another Wang Jing dream.
There is no extra killing and Jianguang once again on the side of Li Xiang.
At this time, Bai Lisu's attention was not on them, and his attention was on the swords that fell under the dragon.
Those swords came from Du Gu Hou.
These gorgeous swords have their own different strengths, and the chaotic power of the forces brings the power of disorder, which can affect the rules of the other party and crack the strength of each other.
Only these swords encounter the sturdy dragon scales that are harder than the hardest armor in the world. Except for the frosty vitality, they are absolutely dense and hard and cannot be cut.
These swords rubbed sharply on the scales of the dragons, and with a series of fires, the spirit of the sword was also consumed very violently, which was the most time of weakness.
The solitary sorrows are inductive, and the heart is filled with ominous premonitions.
He screamed, and the real elements in the body rushed out, and they were to be recalled to their side.
However, Bai Lisu Snow just waved his hand.
It's like the dust on the sleeves of the fallen sleeves.
There is no dust on his sleeves, but the power in the air, the golden flames that are frozen by the sacred dragons, like the jewels floating in the air, are dragged and counted into countless meteor.
A meteor shower fell on the swords.
The ice crystals smashed into powder on the sword, and then the golden flame inside hit the sword and burned in those runes.
At this time, it was the strength of the solitary squad, but at this moment, his body seemed to be smashed by countless gongs, and it was not known how many times.
A few sprays spurted out of his mouth.
Those swords lost contact with him, such as the burning iron, which fell to the abyss in the lower mountain.
Du Gu Hou’s eyes are full of horror and anger, but more helplessness and fear.
These swords are not his strongest means, and he has a stronger life-saving or desperate means not used.
However, in the face of Bai Lisu Xue, he had not been able to use the opportunity to be shattered by countless meridians, and there was no chance of being seriously injured.
This kind of battle is completely caught in the rhythm of the snow, and is completely dominated by the Bai Lisu snow.
This is an insurmountable gap, and there is no difference between adults and children.
The eyes of Yan Xiang became a line.
The strength of Bai Lisu Snow far exceeded his expectations, but at this time he finally saw a chance.
There was a sudden whistling around his body, and several scenes appeared in the place.
His true body, at this time, has already reached the front of Baili Suxue.
The poison sword in his hand was caught with wind and thunder, and he stabbed the heart of the snow.
His perception at this time finally caught the true position of Bai Lisu Snow, the most important thing is the timing in the world of practitioners.
Even if you simply wave and wave, you will need time between waving.
At this time, it was too late for Bai Lisu to cope with his time.
However, Bai Lisu Snow did not look at his sharply swaying figure. He did not see that the shape of the handle was very strange and terrifying, such as a poisonous sword that cut off the spine.
His body was pulled up, as if to fly to the sky.
In fact, he didn't move at all because he didn't have time to move.
The moving thing is the dragon under him.
The dragon is flying.
A dragon claw that is bigger than a strict body is extremely violent and simple to shoot him and his sword.
With a bang, the wrist of Yan Xiang’s sword was directly shocked, and the bones inside were broken.
But the cracking sound also comes from the claws of the dragon claws.
The claws of the dragon claws dropped some fine scales.
These scales are stained with some black dragon blood.
With a sullen sigh, the body of the strict phase flew out faster than at a time.
At the same time, Youlong also issued an angry sigh.
Its body pain is shaking.
This pain is not from the wound of the claw, but from the toxins that penetrate it.
Its dizzy and scarlet ever-changing eyes have become a pale green color, and even a miserable green mucus such as tears drip from the corners of the corners of the eyes.
Bai Lisu snow slightly frowns.
He had long known that the sword in the hands of Yan Xiang was made from the spine of a legendary beast, and he was quenched with poison, but he still did not expect the toxicity to be so strong.
However, he is not too worried, because the blood in the dragon itself is the antidote to the poison, he can feel that the dragon has quickly suppressed the toxins in the body.
At this point he has time to play the sword.
So he naturally came out with a sword.
A sacred sword light emerged from his hands.
This time he used the sword of Lushan Jianzong and the sword of the Shushan sword.
The space is freezing rapidly.
The sword of this sword is pure and powerful to the extreme, just like the ice between the whole world is drawn, and then becomes a holy ice sword.
He said that Li Xiang was the first to die, so his goal of this sword is still Li Xiang.
Li Xiang’s face became pale.
He knew that he could not hold such a sword.
Duanmu Hou’s face is also very pale.
He also knows that Li Xiang can't stop it, so he only has to do his best to help Li Xiang block some of the sword's power.
In his hand, the "Wolf King" is a gray sword that grows wildly like a wild grass. With the power of his extreme pressure, he greets the simple ice sword that falls in the air.
These gray swordsmanships do not belong to his own vitality, but at this time it has no effect.
These swordsmen have no chance to stretch out and are directly frozen.
With a dull crash, the sword in his hand was directly hit by a fly. His entire spine did not know that it was broken into several sections, and the body was torn by giant force and then flew out.