Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

“Okay!”

After the windy speech, the white wave sitting in the middle led the clap, and the others clapped.

It has to be said that the wind knife is really exquisite, it has a bright feeling and a lot of awareness.

Next, a few people, between the cups, talked about the knife technique they had learned. Although it was not as wonderful as the wind, it was also unique, and they all had highlights.

No one is sarcastic about being a swordsman, but rather presents his own insights to complement each other's knife lanes.

In the conversation room, you can hear the crisp knife whistle, clanging and banging around like a piano, beautiful. The sword wind swept past, and the sword swept across the high ground.

All walkers are young and talented, young and handsome, talking about the smile room, cheerful and irresistible, their swordsmanship spreads out to create such a wonder.

The constant sound of the knife, as if it were someone, fighting in the void, denotes the knife lane that the knives are talking about.

Eighteen tall stone columns into the clouds, the engraved ancient knife, also seemed to listen in the side ears, his eyes vivid, as if he had lived.

Later in the day, there were a number of people, two of whom were awesome, who also understood the prototype of the sword and soul.

The two are famous for their fame: Lin Yan and loneliness, and disciples of the Fire Knife King and the Thunder Knife King.

The Flaming Knife King and the Thunder Knife King are both King Emperors, and the name also contains the word Knife King, but because of the existence of the tsunami heaven, they dare not directly refer to themselves as Knife King.

The world dares to speak truthfully to the Knife King, it is Tsunami Tian, unique, the only one, the strongest of the Knife Dao peak.

At the invitation of White Wave, they started talking about the knife, and they also spoke generously about the knife technique they learned.

It is obvious that the two men understand each other's knife lanes better than the wind. When the knife is spoken, even accompanied by thunderous flames, thick swordsmanship, diffuse, will most of the swordsmanship of other young Junjie on the scene, will be suppressed.

It's heartfelt and admirable.

After the two people finished speaking, everyone clapped at the same time, applause converged, the air scattered swordsmanship, forming an exhilarating tune, echoing for a long time.

Passed to the periphery of Tian Ding Square, some of the well-known knives can't bear to look up and create some desire in their hearts.

“Young city owner, most of the people present have spoken, come and talk about it. Under the Knife King's Gate, it must be famous, let me wait to open my eyes.” Someone laughed at the proposal.

White wave smiled lightly, put down the teacup, behaved gracefully, said softly: “I can't talk about anything that opens my eyes. White, like all of you, only talks about his own feelings. ”

Listening to the white-wave is about to be said, all of us pause, sink in, ready to listen carefully. The Knife King has a great reputation. White waves come from the other side of the door. There will definitely be people.

Xiao Chen dropped the teacup, his side ears sounded, half a day of observation. It has long been clear that this person's heart is higher than the sky, but he is not a Chinese dishonest person. In a word, there must be a lot of reason.

“White's cultivated knife method is called the Xuanhe Wave Slash, the essence of which is on a wave word. As the saying goes, the great wave can break the sky, which is the ultimate expression of the power of the waves, even the sky can be pierced. This is also often the goal of the world's practice of such knives. ”

“I have been to the northern messy demon sea, watched the tide rise and fall, stayed motionless for three years, seen the biggest wave, when the surge, brings a sense of shock, will never forget. As if a world had risen before you, there was nothing to resist that power. ”

Watching the tide fall for three years, everyone heard the words, couldn't help but be surprised, this patience of the white wave is really admirable.

The whitewave sounds went on and on, and the rumbling waves sounded behind him. He has been observing waves and wonders for three years, and as he walks along, as if the scene were being deflated, he feels a surge of vastness.

As Fa said, it makes people's hearts flutter, but after a shocking wave, the white wave softly said: “But I sat dead for three years to find out, the wave is bigger, it is also just flowing on the surface, not really. ”

“If the power of the waves, the Xuan river of the Immortal Age, a drop of Xuan water, weighs up to ten thousand kilograms, a wave can shatter the mountains of Emei, but this is not the essence of the waves. ”

His voice, the wonders behind him, the waves of great magnitude, all suddenly disappeared.

Everyone listened to the fascination, the mind swayed, no one spoke, waiting for the next sentence of the white wave.

“The essence of the wave is truly that it is unbridled, free and unbridled. The closest thing between the heavens and the earth is water, and as long as the lowlands exist, the water will come back together. Why there are waves. Because of freedom, these waters are different and you don't want to be bound, you only have to understand them...”

The white waves came, and the halting visions behind them appeared again in a more intense way, bursting with sound. All over Tianding Square, you can hear it clearly, as if the waves were right in your ear.

But when you go after it carefully, it is like the wind, it is untouchable, untouchable, untouchable, free as the wind.

There are also avenues in the avenue, so many people's faces show sudden appearance.

Bang Bang Bang Bang!

Eighteen stone columns engraving the ancient knife king, three of them, with the sound of white-wave rhetoric. Bright white glow. At the top of the stone column, there is the fiction of the ancient knife king, sitting on his knees, making a side ear listening shape, three vast swords, straight into the heavenly dome, vibrating a hundred miles of clouds.

The white-wave knife, even the ancient saints' remorse in the world, was astonished, and the faces of the people showed their appearance.

Until he finished his speech, the ancient knife king fictional shadow at the top of the stone column slowly dispersed and disappeared.

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The applause was endless and the crowd rose together to express their heartfelt admiration for the white-wave talk.

White wave smiled slightly and picked up the teacup: “The words of the family made you laugh. ”

“Brother Bai was modest, even the ancient saints moved, listened to his ears, where I dared to laugh. ”

“Yeah, Brother Bai, I dare not say a word about this. After listening, Musetton opened, the world in front of him was suddenly happy, and there were avenues in the so-called avenues, which must be the case. ”

“This time the list of knife sects is about to be re-established, it may be possible for the white brother, the first ten shocks, the name of the blue history. ”

Between the cups, people praised the white waves.

The White Wave leader sat down and laughed: “This really lifted me up. I asked myself, in 10 years, none of these grandmasters will be my opponents. But now I want to defeat them, hope is faint, the real hope is my brother Wen Ziran, unfortunately he can't come. ”

“It is indeed a pity that Wen Zi is the worthy first of my knives, but he has always been uncertain. It is too difficult to meet him. ”

At this time, Jiang Chengzi glanced at Xiao Chen, who had not spoken, and smiled like a tone: “Wen Zi hasn't come yet, but don't forget, we have a more famous one here, but even emperors dare to fight. ”

Everyone just reacted. Xiao Chen was still here. It was not a reminder from Jiangcheng. I almost forgot.

“Brother Xiao, come and say a few words. The name of the White Robe Knife is also spread all over the place. I've heard of it.” Someone inspired it.

Jiang Chengzi said, “He doesn't even have a knife anymore. What do you want others to say, huh? Do you want to talk about boxing? ”

Xiao Chen glanced at Jiangcheng Zi, this guy didn't know which one was wrong, always targeting him.

Put the teacup in your hand down gently, Xiao Chen said calmly: “I do want to say the last time. Recently there have been some bottlenecks in the sense of the knife lane. All of you may be able to help solve the confusion. If you don't mind, Xiao Xiao can't help but try the speech. ”

Everyone's eyes suddenly looked at the white wave. He did not speak, Xiao Chen could not continue to speak.

White wave lifted the cup and said to Xiao Chen: “If you are here, tell me about it. At least you were a knife driver. ”