Building The Ultimate Fantasy
Chapter 30 Royal 20 Swords
The knife is floating!
The sword out of thin air, as a fairy means!
On the twenty or thirty flower boats, there were hundreds of Confucian students. They all looked at the pig-killing knife that was floating in the air and slashed towards them against the common sense!
That knife... actually fly?!
It's not that weird that a knife can fly. After all, agencies have created flying knives.
However, this flying knife is a hidden weapon, which is completely different from the flying pig-killing knife...
In front of this pig-killing knife, there was a vague outline of a large knife phantom, with a suppression that made every Confucian student breathless.
Among the hundreds of children...which one has such a means?!
The Confucian students on the flower boat closed their mouths.
They stared at the pig-killing knife from Yukong, and sweat beads penetrated their foreheads.
Nie Changqing stepped on the boat erected on the lake, his clothes hunted under the wind.
His blood forced by the horrible air pressure boiled again.
With the Aura Royal Sword, cut out this dazzling and gorgeous sword.
This is his strongest cut by Nie Changqing and Master Cheng.
However, Nie Changqing was very calm, and there was no wave in his heart, as if he felt like a piglet with a knife.
"Compared with the prince who thought about Zhen Zhen Han Lianxiao's... I'm not good enough."
Nie Changqing murmured.
The next moment, his eyes fell on the flower boat, and he became calm and calm.
boom!
The smoke was vortexing.
Hao Ranqi dragged the lake full of fog like three flowers gathering at the top.
Hundreds of Confucian students, their face changed suddenly.
Lu Fan asked Nie Changqing to start, they did not expect.
They are all well-known Confucian students. Their identity may not be distinguished, but they are definitely sensitive.
Lu Fan really dare to kill them?
Once they are killed, they will surely attract the attention of the great Confucian scholars in the North and Central China.
At that time... how does Lu Fan end?!
however.
No matter how these Confucians think...
Nie Changqing's knife was cut off after all.
The lake that was originally blown by the wind, with layers of ripples and waves, suddenly calmed down, like a mirror, without waves, and the quiet people tremble.
The flower boat locked by the pig knife.
The number of leading scholars who originally stood proudly on the bow changed suddenly.
He is not only a Confucian student, but also a martial artist.
Although he was only a second-rate martial arts man, Nie Changqing's knife gave him a sense of horror like falling into Abi hell.
The righteousness on his face disappeared, and a plume of breath collapsed on his chest.
He turned his head on the deck of the flower boat, squeezed away the Confucian student behind him, and ran back like crazy.
Buzz...
Everyone is waiting for the pig knife to fall.
However, Nie Changqing's pig-killing knife disappointed them and did not cut the flower boat.
It hangs an inch in front of the flower boat deck.
The weird suspension is even more frightening.
The lake was quiet, and the Confucians on the other flower boats widened their eyes, but when they saw no waves, they felt a bit boring.
however.
On the locked flower boat, many Confucian scholars were like the first person, turned crazy to escape, but did not escape a few steps, the body penetrated the blood stains, cut off the waist, and directly separated.
Rumble!
moment.
The white water foamed up on the calm lake surface, as if a white snake had spread from the boat pavement stepped on by Nie Changqing to the flower boat.
The surface of the lake was divided into two parts by shallow, reaching hundreds of meters.
This knife seems to be holding the dragon's momentum.
Under the sword, the Confucian scholars collapsed completely.
Click.
The flower boat is broken.
The pig-killing knife was not cut, but the flower boat was cut with a knife mark.
A few fast-paced Confucian scholars were lucky and did not die, but the T-shirt splashed and bleeds, uttered a miserable howl, and fell on the board.
The hull cracked.
The green lake water gurgled and poured into the flower boat.
The flower ship began to sink, and the Confucian students on the ship had six gods and no master, and lost their awe-inspiring spirit.
Many scholars faded their gowns, ignoring the coldness of the lake, and jumped out of the flower boat toward the other flower boat or the shore.
Some scholars who don't know how to water are paralyzed on the boat, their faces pale.
Nie Changqing raised his hand.
Suddenly sucking the palm, the pig-killing knife hanging at the front of the sinking flower boat flickered back.
In the end, he was held by Nie Changqing.
Standing by the boat, a cloth swayed in the wind, but it was a knife out of Kaihu.
Yu Dao Ju, the first appearance in the world, is amazingly stunning.
The Confucian students on the other flower boats were stunned.
Many people are trembling...
A knife can open the lake across the air, killing people, breaking the ship!
Is this really a martial art?!
The legendary warrior grandmaster, and even the hundreds of princes... I'm afraid it can't be done like this!
The whole Beiluo Lake was silent.
The fishing boat wavered.
Ning Zhao held the cicada winged sword in her hand and stood still on the boat. She looked at this incredible scene in front of her, and her plump red lips opened slightly.
Even her... was equally astonished.
Lu Fan, who was sitting in a wheelchair beside her, didn't look at it. The wind blew his hair, and picked up the white pawn with a light smile.
One hand lightly touched the clean and dust-free chessboard.
next moment.
The white between the middle finger and the index finger, suddenly dropped the chessboard Tianyuan star position.
"Slap."
"Old Nie, continue."
Lu Fan said lightly.
The magic pressure chessboard flashes for a while, falling black spots is to release five times the pressure, and falling white spots is to restore 50% of the aura for the purpose of setting goals.
There is no trace of Reiki, only a trace of Nie Changqing, a recovery of 50% is equivalent to a recovery.
Standing on the boat, Nie Changqing, holding the pig-killing knife, opened his eyes again.
His face flashed with excitement.
That aura that makes people want to stop... is back!
Buzz...
The pig-killing knife in his hand was once again wrapped around the aura.
For the knife that was just cut out, and the doubted Nie Changqing, he once again cut out a knife at a different angle across the air.
Aim for another flower boat.
The Confucian scholars on board were terrified.
They can't do it like a Confucianist, in front of life and death, calm as water.
On the boat, Nie Changqing kept the knife.
On the solitary boat, Lu Fan frequently fell.
The two cooperated very well.
The picture is somewhat poetic.
Twenty children in a row, all of them are white.
Nie Changqing also chopped twenty knives in a row, and the knives cut the flower boat.
Have a deeper understanding of Yu Dao Ju.
In Beiluo Lake, a group of Confucian scholars, regardless of style, fell into the lake like dumplings.
Their faces were pale, but they dared not to speak.
Some Confucian students who were beheaded by a pig knife fell into Beiluo Lake, causing a lot of blood to flow in Beiluo Lake.
The smoke that circulated around Beiluo Lake dissipated.
He was dispelled by Nie Changqing's 20-knife qi.
Nie Changqing returned to the fishing boat and towed the boat.
On the ship, Lu Fanzheng leisurely took the pieces back into the chess box.
"Master, the remaining Confucian students... how to solve it?"
"Slaughtered?"
Nie Changqing asked, holding the pig-killing knife.
Lu Fan rubbed his slender fingers, propped his chin, and glanced at a group of Confucian scholars in Beiluo Lake.
The corner of the mouth is slightly picked.
"Let them thump, want to step on my Lu Ping'an to achieve the reputation of'running and rushing to become a red face'... what can I do without paying a price."
"After drowning, don't drown..."
"Wait ashore, the city's main government will send people to liquidate with them."
Lu Fan said lightly.
"Now, let's go to the Zuichen Pavilion first."
...
Xu Yuan behind the fishing boat.
Chen Beixun's gaze narrowed, he was carrying Huang Limu's sword box, his body trembling slightly.
Cut off the lake with a knife!
Taoist apostate... so strong?!
What a desperate knife.
Beside him, Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan had already fallen on the ship's board, and their eyes were blind.
"This... how is this possible?!"
"Is he still a human?! Is there anyone in the world who can kill an enemy with a sword?"
Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan growled almost stunned.
"Mo Ji... and my sword master!"
Chen Beixun clenched his fists, his eyes flashing.
The smoke that haunted the surface of Beiluo Lake was wiped out by Nie Changqing.
In the depths of the smoke, a swaying flat boat also jumped out.
Chen Beixun's eyes were sharp, staring at a lonely figure sitting on the lonely boat.
The figure is like him carrying a yellow pear wood sword box with four swords in it.
That's the sword school walking in Zhongnan Tianshan!
The four swords represent that this person is a swordsman with six masters!
suddenly.
Chen Beixun's eyes showed excitement.
I saw the lonely swordsman on the lone boat standing up, and his robe moved in the wind.
Swordsman is about to shoot!
however……
The color of Chen Beixun's excitement soon froze.
Because, after the sword-sword swordsman got up, the blood burst out without hesitation and made the boat soar.
Leave long and narrow ripples on the lake.
Quickly escape without looking back.
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