Divine Brilliance

"There is this!"

Zong Shouyan was concise and stunned. He looked deeply at the thunder and looked at it: "It’s just a bit strange. Since I am a big brother, I am born out of the Five Hills. Why is it that the mountains are still mountains and the water is still the water?"

If he knew that this person had such a prominent origin, he would not be vocal.

It’s a bit strange, and the faces of the two men are obviously similar. They should be blood relatives.

Since it is commensurate with the uncle, why is it not the same name?

Wuji Mountain Villa is also specialized in swordsmanship. It is the knife method and the surname of this pothole. At that time, he really thought that this guy was a helpless mess.

Lei smiled and smiled, m licked his nose and looked up at the sky. That Yan Fan did not care: "The world is not angry, moving from the mother's surname, so the surname is Lei. This guy was suffocating with me in his early years, leaving home, abandoning the sword and knives, saying that he would not rely on my five mountains, he took out Come on a road. Say this time, I would like to thank the world. If it weren't for you, he didn't know when he would come to see me!"

Zong Shou’s heart was awkward, and ōng’s gas was slightly smooth, but he still roared.

It’s not for the life of this person, but for knowing what is going on today, there must be this guy.

The thunder seemed to know that he was not right, and he looked helpless and continued to fight against Zong Shou.

If there is no such thing as a fairy, how can he make the stone a fortune? Not to mention your uncle. He was thinking about leaving the stone and being a treasure of the family.

Suddenly the heart moved, lifting a jar in the hand, the right hand compared to a three-word.

After a few dozen feet, Zong’s hand smelled a clear wine, which seemed to be better than the half-step of the day. It’s better than a few points. It’s already a sacred level. I think of it again and again. It’s hard to hate the fire when you are drunk.

The hand moved toward the thunder, and hated back a "ten, word gesture. Looking at the lightning moment turned into a bitter face, only a little pleasure."

Yan Fan is also a smile, as if he has never noticed the small movement of Zong Shou. When I took a handful of sleeves, I put the wooden cans with white chess in front of Zongshou and smiled and said: "In fact, the sword stone, I have also seen it. The child is a small martial art. It is really a martial art. It must be! This time will definitely help me to solve the problem! Complete this endgame. I remember the way of the world, has it caused several times to kill the sword?

Zong Shou silently said, no stupid to ask these two people, if you do not want to play this game, how would you like.

Look at the eyes of the Taiyuan fairy, even more hot than watching the lover. This is also true, if you know that this person has a wife, and is extremely loving. Zong Shou almost thought that this old guy, the xìng orientation is somewhat abnormal.

I really want to refusal, and it is not good to be looked at by the two men.

The secret snorted, and Zong Shou was still urging the thunder to walk away. "Hey, he walked to the chessboard. From the self, he sat down."

When I look at it in the distance, I still don't know what. Looking at it at this moment, I only felt a cloud-like sword in the void, and stabbed him. As if the next moment, he will open his head.

Zong Shou squinted, subconsciously, a white child, a heavy shot in the lower right corner above the board, issued a "hey, a soft bang.

It’s strange to say when the piece falls. The sword he saw in his eyes was immediately inflicted with an inexplicable force, and the strong form was broken into a cloud.

Water Ling bō and Yan Fan two people, at this moment are not allowed to lift up tǐng, looking at the position of Zongshou, the eyes are full of surprises.

Shui Ling bō City House is shallower, but also unconsciously clenched his fist and swayed hard.

To test a person's kendo rumors and talents, is the instant response between life and death!

And this sect of the sect is far better than they expected! Double, not right! Three times four times more than just!

Not only will the sword be blocked, but it will be forcibly broken up! That slap in the back of the slap, has really been close to the sword level!

For a time, the water is full of blessings. Even if it is a barrier to heaven and earth, how is God hún broken? She always has a way to move these obstacles one by one, so that this child really embarks on the road of practice!

The foundation of their Taiyuan dynasty is far from the end of the holy land like Ling Yunzong.

The eyes are not even hotter, as if to burn the body of Zongshou thoroughly!

That Zhao Xiaoran was a face-lifting, consciously pressing the sword, and then restored calm.

It was only a strong martial art idea that suddenly broke out, which made her subconsciously want to guard against it.

At the moment, it was a heartfelt sigh. In the battle of the black mud swamp that day, this one was not doing its best!

If this game is played by her, it must be attacked by the power of the earthquake. Do not want to practice in a dozen days.

The latter is the first snow and the other, but it is another reaction. The two couldn't feel the confrontation of that one. They only felt that Zong Shouwang had this piece falling, as if it was a swaying world! 

When that sounds, the clouds that linger in the sky are at least 20%!

The first snow was not surprised, and the board was again looked at. The eyes are stunned, is it this fog? It’s really because of the chess game’s edge. “Good chess! Good chess! This is really a wonderful thing. The squad is outstanding! It also takes into account the overall situation!” A few people are playing chess. The hand picks up a sunsick and falls on the board at the middle of the board.

"Then my son, how is the world prepared to deal with it?"

Zong Shou had not had time to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and saw that the clouds once again condensed, and it was a cloud of light, hidden in the fog, seemingly invisible, wearing an edge. I don’t see any traces, but I can feel the danger coming.

However, this illusion in front of the eyes, 〖true〗 is really incomparable, Zong Shou do their best, can not break free. The curse in the heart snorted, and Zong Shou did not hesitate, but it was shot by a son, still falling in the lower right corner.

Just when the time is down, Zong Shou has let go of all the scruples. Anyway, the party has been forced to leak some bottoms, and there is no need to deliberately hide.

Therefore, there is no jealousy between the words.

"This cloud of magical sword, although it is ethereal, but lost too soft. And the light and shadow change, can really be completely invisible? It is not the true meaning of the **** of the sword! This level is too general "Only listening to Ding, a soft bang, a white sword, was slammed into the clouds and flew out. It is no suspense, it is crushed!

When it comes to seeing it, it’s not only annoying, but it’s just a shot in the eye. It’s a joy, it’s almost impossible to suppress. Slightly led: "Sure enough, it's a little worse! The fog is hidden, just a trail! Then what about my next hand?"

The same is the Yunguang Magic Sword. Just halfway through, it is a fantasy of four, four illusions for eight, all directions, strangled.

Zong Shou can't help but smile, if anything else, this magic sword way, he is an expert.

Without hesitation, I came to a hanging corner. A white child is next to the black chess.

"This sword is not bad, but it is suspected of having a gun! It is a little worse. I can’t stop it, it’s not difficult. The owner is not good at it, why is it strong?"

Most of the world's warriors specialize in one way. Wherever he is, in order to make himself fit the sword of a hundred, as long as it is a sword, whether it is subtle or not, it will be carefully studied. The vast swordsmanship that has been widely circulated in the cloud world has been studied all over again. Almost truly integrated with the best of the hundred!

The owner of the Wuji Mountain Villa tried him to kill the sword. However, I have not seen the complete smashing of the sword, but I have not done any work. Although the martial arts way, a hundred pass, Yan Fan has already reached the realm of Lingwuzun, only a half step away from Xianwujing, but in the end is not as good as the daily practice!

The martial arts of this era, even more like him, use the virtual illusion, day and night to practice swordsmanship.

It is said that it is a gun, it is never too much!

Sure enough, among the eight swords, the center suddenly shook. Then all the swords have collapsed and disappeared.

The strict atmosphere immediately glimpsed, and Zong Shou’s evaluation was really not wrong.

The thunder is behind, but it is a schadenfreak, "Hey, laugh.

Yan Fan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He looked back and squinted at his own nephew, but he no longer fell, but was very satisfied, and then looked at the Taiyuan fairy. Zong Shou's talent, kendo level, he already knows about it, don't need to try again.

Sure enough, it is a kendo! With the level of sword rhyme, show the true meaning of the sword!

This kind of good material quality, a hundred years may not be able to produce a water ō bō is also welcome, the same is a black sè chess pieces, thrown into the chessboard.

In the idea of ​​Zong Shou, the situation has changed again. That countless clouds of water and mist, once again condensed. This time, the sword is different from the strict one.

Xeon to just, fiercely overbearing. The momentum is even stronger than the first sword!

The atmosphere of Zong Shou, can not help but one of them ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ by the strong sword, faint into the mind.

His eyes were sharp and rapid, and they quickly dissipated.

"Sure enough, the sword is like a man! This sword is really overbearing!" In a word, faintly stabbed the two present. The look of Zong Shou has returned to dullness.

"It’s just the essence of this stunned god, and it’s just that it’s just soft and soft.

Where is your cloud sword? It is clear that the ice sword is right! ”

One of the hands fell, and it was "hey, a clear sound, a voice screaming dàng."

The sword that has just become strong is instantly broken like a dust. The strong swordsmanship also disappeared.

Water Ling bō is not self-satisfied, his eyes are full of brilliance. If it is not the strict old man, it is by his side, and he may not be able to win. I hate to take this stalk away immediately.

At this moment, I can only resist it, and my brows are over, and I am filled with anger and anger. I am cold and drink: "You are just a repair of the Eight Pulses, and dare to say that I am wrong~"! .