Divine Brilliance

Sawdust flew, another sword puppet, crashing under Zongshou's sword light.And the crowd under Mingjian finally ended up buzzing, and there was a lot of discussion.As if the amazement accumulated before, all burst out at this time.

There are not many disciples of Ling Yunzong walking out of the Taoist palace, only a few hundred.But all of them were surprised, and their expressions were uncertain.

"What is the way of the people on this platform? The Luo Luojian sword formation of my sect, who has supported four hundred breaths for thousands of years, is very few. So he was broken?"

"From the beginning to the end, it's just the basic swordsmanship used. Could it be the so-called return to nature?"

"It's not just swordsmanship, but even this pace!

"A 13-year-old child who has just learned martial arts, what can Pu Pu return? What can he really return? It is just this child who has already practiced this set of swordsmanship. The teachers of my sect say that they are really good. No matter how superficial martial arts, if you master the ultimate, you can have unpredictable power— "

At the gate of the palace, the two young men and women were also indifferent.

When Zong Shou stepped into the trap of Ronaldinho Sword Array, even those who pretended to have extraordinary vulgar eyes, thought that they would die for themselves.This victory or defeat is already identifiable.

Then, after only a short time, the teenager on that stage has completely turned the world around.At the most unlikely time, the sword array was broken in one fell swoop.

"This Zongshou can be so handsome!"

For a long time, when the girl recovered, she flushed her cheeks like a nympho: "My song Hanyun lived for fourteen years, and it was the first time I was emotional. If it wasn't for this guy, it was Zongshi, Maybe there is a plan to marry him. Feibai, he is really better than you— "

"Although it is the basic of swordsmanship, it has exhausted swordsmanship!"

The teenager nodded slightly, not refuting.In words, full of admiration, there is no dissatisfaction at all: "At least now, I am not as good as him! But within ten years, Yunlu in the east is unique, still me, not him!"

Song Hanyun was slightly startled, even witnessing people of the same age, with a sword, almost unscathed, breaking the small Luo Tianjian array.My own sweetheart is still unshakable, and in words, it is also self-confident to terrible.

Then the girl smiled again, if her heart was this guard, not the body of the double veins, but like them, but wondering what would happen in the future?

correct!There is also the one on the opposite side, and the current look is mostly very interesting.

Liang Miaozi, who was standing in front of the first major hall, was already pale as paper. He looked at the abnormally vigorous figure and looked like an arrow. He wished to penetrate this young man.

When the first puppet broke, it made him regret.And at this time, it is even more unwilling to tear the man completely!

Where is this waste?Where is the ants that can be kneaded by him?This exquisite swordsmanship, how many people have been able to do this at this age since 10,000 years?

The skin was slightly purple, and Liang Miaozi could already feel that, if there were any of them, with a little pity and gloating, she was looking far away.And deep inside the chest, it seemed to be painful.

The sword cut diagonally, cutting off the legs of a puppet.Then, like the electric light flint, go back to the sword and place another puppet in the "heart" part of the beast crystal, and penetrate it thoroughly.This is Zong Shou's stride, which was extremely careful, and moved away from the original position.

At the moment at his feet, there have been various puppet parts.Not only did he stop these few intelligent wooden men, but also restricted his movement.

There was a slight gasp in the mouth, and the constant conflict of energy in the body seemed to explode at any time.Zongshou's spirit is even more vigorous.

After the first sword, every time a sword puppet was killed, there was a cold and fierce breath that poured into his body.

Every time, his body was restored a little.So that his physical fitness is still far beyond imagination.Unexpectedly, the physical exhaustion and weakness.

It also made him completely free of foreign objects and could not hear the noises below.

All honor and disgrace, all calculations have been abandoned.Inside the head, there is only the sword in his hand, only the puppets in front of him.

When stepping on the position of the king, Zong Shoulian retreated several steps as he was on the Wednesday with a puppet and was about to make up.Then, with a sudden effort, high-speed recoil, with just a sword, the two unreacted wooden men's necks were thoroughly penetrated!

Then Jianguang obliquely cut the two fragile necks completely, and then the sound of 'ding' collided with another sword on the side, striking out countless sparks.Pei's unreasonable sword strength made Zong Shou take a step back.He staggered under his feet and almost fell.

Regardless of strength or tenacity, the wooden man who can stand shoulder to shoulder with the body of Xuanwu Sect, just a sword, makes him tumbling with blood and can not bear it.

It's just that Zong Shou's gaze hasn't diminished by half, but it is even more brilliant.

Forty-fourth basic swordsmanship-external sword!

"Eighteenth, cut!"

The cyan pine pattern wind sword suddenly draws a sword circle, and a gentle force moves the puppet's sword power sideways.

Then the cyan sword shadow seemed to be a viper's letter, and with a sudden thorn, it pierced the sword completely!

And when Zong Shou looked around again, he saw that on the stage, it was a mess.There is no more puppet, and he can raise his sword.

The ground was full of broken wood, Ronaldinho Sky Sword Array, and eighteen puppets of swords, all gone.

After a long while, Zong Shoucai withdrew from the turbulent state of mind, and his consciousness gradually became clear.

Then I saw Lin Fei on the stage and the Mingjian under the stage. They were looking at them with countless double eyes.I can't believe it, and wonder and jealousy are mixed.

Zong Shou was stunned again, and at the next moment, he was cold.

"Three hundred and forty-three breaths, this is Ling Yunzong's Ronaldinho Sword Array? It's just that--"

Just a few sentences made Ling Yunzong's disciple below slightly angry.But after just a moment, there was another silence.

Breaking the battle within one hundred breaths, when three hundred and forty-three breaths, the eighteen combat puppets will be chopped one by one.

Such a person is indeed qualified, saying "but that's all"-

With the exception of the handsome young man on the Mingjian platform, no one else is qualified.

In the eyes of many people, they even thought that the set of Luo Luo Tianjian left by Lingyun Patriarch was simply embarrassing the heroes.There is absolutely no one in the world who can break through the formation without using internal information.

However, today, it is to see with your own eyes that this miracle was born.

Some people who know the cause and effect are blushing.Can only be dumb, unable to say a word of rebuttal.

Huang Yi, standing in Liang Miaozi, sighed secretly.My uncle, I really did it too much, so humiliating, and no one blamed others for saying this.

The pine pattern wind sword in Zongshou's hand has been curled, and the ridge of the sword is slightly cracked, and then simply thrown and inserted in the middle of this Mingjiantai.Then he looked at the same size stone platform to the left.

Without hesitation, he walked down the Mingjiantai and walked directly to the opposite side.

When I was pacing, I did not see any popularity.But those Ling Yunzong disciples and many teenagers subconsciously stood aside and gave way to Ren Zongshou who walked under the sky.