Paradise of Demonic Gods

James stared blankly at Fang Xingjian: "You... I...but this..."

He spit out a sigh of relief and sorted out his thoughts. This said: "You are not affected by the ten-day relationship? Is your spirit not feeling shocked?"

"Is it impact? Is there any?" Fang Xingjian said faintly: "It feels a little uncomfortable, and it is basically good now."

“A little uncomfortable?” James smiled. When he reached 30% of the Ethernet synchronization rate, almost the entire world view collapsed. Looking at the appearance of everyone, the sounds were all unrecognizable, and the food became awkward. Something, it’s easy to make people crazy when they hear the wind screaming like a ghost.

However, Fang Xingjian has passed this pass between laughter and laughter. It really makes people... James doesn’t know how to describe it. Anyway, even he has a feeling of embarrassment. This kind of talent is really people. I feel a little scared.

Generally, only after the repair of the title knight is gradually improved, and it is possible to interfere with and filter the information of these light and sound waves, it is possible to see the truth in the eyes of ordinary people by ignoring a part of the reality.

Fang Xingjian does not care about this: "The matter of arbitration will bother you. Today is my turn to study ancient ruins? The synchronization rate of etheric fans has increased, I will try again."

......

Back to the sword building one hour later, Sasha’s voice just fell, and he saw Fang Xingjian push the door and walked in.

"Hey? Star Sword, are you coming?" Sasha smiled. "Isn't it very busy lately? It doesn't matter if you don't come."

Fang Xingjian coldly swept Sasha and said: "Go out, it's my time."

Sasha pulled his mouth and snorted, and finally went out with everyone.

Fang Xingjian went to the front of the dragon scale: "Come out."

In an instant, there seems to be something in the air that is inciting. Once again, I realized that the pain of the sword is like a sword. The heavenly sword is once again injected into the mind of Fang Xingjian.

Looking at the dead dragon scales in front of him, Fang Xingjian smiled slightly and touched it with one hand. In an instant, a stream of information poured into the dragon scales.

The so-called sword meaning is also a kind of information flow. The difference is that the sword meaning is mainly the sword and the emotion of the kendo.

The strength of the heavenly sword is that he can simply interfere with the material world with information.

In Fang Xingjian’s view, this is probably only possible with a god-level powerhouse.

And now he is writing out a set of swords and all kinds of feelings about the kendo, and turning it into a dragon stream.

Of course, he can't use his own real swordsmanship. He uses a set of false swordsmanship.

I remember when he was a child, but he especially liked the contents of a martial arts book, and he remembered the insights about kendo.

‘The return of the sister is innocent, the innocent tends to be the same person, and the same person tends to be big. A to C, C to G, G to T. The ugly hand, the hand of the 巳 ,, the afternoon did not pay. The wind and thunder is a change, the mountain is a change, the water and fire is a change. The Qiankun and the Qiang are in a state of excitement. Three increases into five, five increases into nine...’

After doing this, the dragon scale has become red again due to the injection of information flow, emitting both hot and cold.

After doing all this, the next star sword to see is how Sasha himself died, he is not willing to stay in the research room to continue to pretend, and directly returned to the Holy Land to continue cultivation.

......

On the other side, a team of people from the central government has also arrived in the Great West City.

Headed by a beautiful woman who looks younger than 30 and has a brilliant blonde hair and a pair of sapphire eyes.

The woman looked at the streets of Daxicheng, and said coldly: "Which years have passed, there are still people who dare to use their own swordsmanship to practice their own swords and swords. They can practice dark injuries. What are the top executives doing? Can a sword be approved?"

The men on the side smiled and said: "Sir, this star sword is a red man in the study and the eyes of the second Highness. You are in the Great West City, or you are careful to be cautious."

"I have to be careful? Is this the country that is still in the country or the country of DeWitt?" The woman snorted: "The funds allocated by the empire every year are wasted by these locusts.

Now there are people who are practicing the swordsmanship. This is the swordsmanship that even the apprentices must cultivate. This is to ruin the grassroots. It is the foundation of the empire. I can’t stand it!

This time the arbitration, I will go all out! ”

Seeing this upright woman, the knights on the same side showed a smile.

......

In North Bingzhou, Relins walked out of the retreat room, only to see his face anger, all eyes are anxious and depressed.

"why?"

"How could this be?"

"Where is it wrong?"

Relins is a cultivating knife. Although there are many similarities between knives and swordsmanship, there are still many different places to compare.

For example, the knife is mainly based on slashing, and the sword is thorny, which makes them different in the way they fight. There are also many differences in the practice.

However, at the point of Relins, the swordsmanship is all handy. Although his swordsmanship is not as powerful as a knife, it is still far superior to ordinary genius.

However, this time he retired and practiced. He wanted to change his method of reincarnation into his own reborn knife, but he encountered great difficulties.

And watching such a powerful martial arts martial arts sword can not be converted into a knife practice, it is a huge torment for him, just like a kitten looking at the dried fish but can not eat the same, anxious he scratched his head .

When he came out, he directly grabbed his brother and asked: "Fang Xingjian? Did he come? Did you invite him?"

"Oh." The man he caught was a sturdy man who was similar to Reynolds with seven or eight points. He felt his body being suppressed by death. He said with a wry smile: "We invited, and he refused." ”

"Damn."

"But his recent situation is not very good. The central team took the arbitration team to go to Daxi. It seems that there is something wrong with the sword."

"Is there a problem with the reborn sword?" Relins frowned. "What is the problem?"

The younger brother shrugged and said: "I heard that after several apprentices practiced the reborn sword, there was a certain degree of darkness, which seemed to be visceral failure."

"How absurd, how can the central wastes listen to this paradox?"

"Fang Xingjian also sent a letter, may be asking you to help..." The younger brother said cautiously. His qualifications are actually not bad, but compared to his brother, Relins, it is too far and far.

This made his light completely shrouded by Relins, and now almost became the follower of Relins.

"Letter?" Relins violently opened the letter handed over by the other party, and swept it up in ten lines.

"Hey? Was it like this? Is it a problem with qi and blood? Well... I am afraid it is a conflict with my ripples?"

"But how could he know... um... this kid seems to be running ripples day and night..."

Just watching it for a few minutes, Relins occasionally gave a delightful snoring sound until he suddenly enlarged his eyes and said coldly: "What happened? No?"

He turned to look at his younger brother and asked, "What about letters? No other letters?"

Seeing that his brother shrugged, Relins spit out a sigh of relief: "It’s a sigh of relief, this guy is bait to catch me."

However, he still said to the younger brother on the side: "Well, your piece of paper came over and wrote me a letter to Daxi State College."

The younger brother’s eyes widened and said: “Brother, you should know why this is happening? The water here is too deep. Does the family have no idea which side to stand on?”

"Turn off my ass, I don't know anything. Which side of this side, I don't know, I don't know. Anyway, I just think that there is no problem in reinventing the sword. If you write, you will write it."

The younger brother smiled and said: "Brother, where are you really troubled, where are you going?"

"What are you afraid of? There is no big deal outside of God. For mortal things, let the mortals take care of themselves." (To be continued.)