Immortal Devil Transformation

“What a reckless first arrow master grand sheep. ”

Shenmu Feihe, Li Wu slowly exhaled a breath and said with emotion.

He was blind, yet even at such altitude, he could already feel the power of the grand sheep to block the big black blow.

Qingyang Academy knows more about nature than the usual practitioners for the most powerful people in an enemy country such as the grand sheep.

The grand sheep fired one arrow in the morning, dusk and late night in the Great Reckless King's City, and the college has also been seen on the scene. The location of the three arrows and the power of the stone, all the data were accurately transmitted to the college, and it was concluded that, as in the case of the use of the equivalent Soul Soldier Bow, there is not necessarily any certainty of victory over the grand sheep.

So the sheep are on the arrow, and they're a real genius, a real master figure.

Placed in this battle, it is also one of the most relied upon by the reckless army to kill one or two saints on Yunqin's side.

And yet such a figure, without really making a move, is directly damaged here.

Even those on Lin Xi's side, Li Wu's emotions at this moment have to be very complicated.

Lin Xi turned around and looked at Ling Han. "Is it even? ”

Li Wuwei, hearing Lin Xi's calm voice, thought that he had caused regret and other unnecessary emotions at this moment because of the death of his opponent, suddenly felt that his understanding of war and emotional control was not as good as Lin Xie's, he had to laugh himself, nodded: "Ling Han can only do it once, an arrow who can kill the saint, in exchange for an arrow who can kill the saint, plus your exposure, your soul power is also drained a lot, almost no loss. ”

Lin Xi thought about it and said: “Since the other party must know it was me... so be arrogant, do something to fight the morale of the other party, and get some more principal money back. ”

Li Wu smiled.

He didn't know what Lin Xi was going to do, but he knew very well that since Lin Xi said so, what Lin Xi was going to do next would be wonderful.

“If you think you're going to win, you're wrong. ”

Lin Xi made a noise, gushing his soul strength, and the calm voice fell clearly in the sky.

Then the light shined on his body.

In chaotic rain silk and hazy skies, if there is a round of sunrise, it rises suddenly.

Lin Xie then pulled a red arrow from the arrow bag and shot it down.

The target of the arrow is the old South Moroccan flag.

When the red arrow falls with a white vortex of fear, it turns into a bright flame with a rolling smoke, like a real meteor.

The flag is carried by a reckless practitioner wearing the Heavenly Demon's Heavy Armor.

Faced with this arrow, the reckless practitioner, unable to think of any other way to stop him, drank loudly, and threw the flag behind him, his heavy body, flashing between shocks, jumping high, directly using his body as a shield, blocking him in front of the flag.

His momentum was extremely strong.

However, the moment this fire meteor struck him, it broke out completely, turning into countless tiny flames, into a bigger fire, directly submerging his steel body and the military flag behind him.

Almost all the reckless soldiers and practitioners saw the light on the Shenmu flying crane and saw this arrow.

Although Lin Xi did not say her name at all.

But at this moment, all the reckless soldiers and practitioners already know that on the cranes of Shenmu Fei was Lin Xie, who was previously in the southern Lingling Province, for them like a nightmare.

At this moment, Lin Xie has become a bigger nightmare on top of them.

Even those reckless generals who specialize in killing deserting sergeants are shaking their own hands at this time.

“The highest realm of battle is the undefeated.” In the sanitary carriage of the seven court swordsmen, there was another spectacular emotion: “If that was all Lin Xin had done on weekdays, this battle would have been won and lost. ”

Seven weekdays of recklessness and pride in Heavenly Son, far beyond the handsome swordsmen of their peer practitioners, all face pale silence.

Watching that group directly devour the flame of the army flag of the South Moor, and watching the figure of a million lights cast on the crane of Shenmu, their original pride was nothing but fear and awe.

……

The light converged on the Shenmu flying crane and flew back towards the East View City.

A man wearing a black shirt and a black scarf on his face slowly walked out of a line of reckless sergeants to the side of Shen Tu Ming.

“What, even you lost faith? ”

Slightly turning to look at the man in the black shirt who made no sound, he said sarcastically.

The man in the black shirt glanced slightly at Shin Tu: “You and I are grasshoppers on the same root, why did General Shin Tu say this... I am not the commander of the whole army, it is not important to have confidence, but General Shin Tu usually thought that he would never say this, but I am worried about the emotional and mental problems of General Shin Tu. ”

Shen Mu's eyebrows wrinkled and silenced for a few breaths, but there was no anger on his face. Instead, he calmed down: “Even Dean Zhang, even then, fought extremely hard. According to reliable information from Purgatory Mountain, not only the powerful practitioners who followed him died 7788, but even he was seriously injured, after all, all of the 300,000 army at the time, all the living practitioners had been completely cold, according to later information, there were many opportunities to kill him. Even if Lin Yi is the same, after all, Lin Yi is only a practitioner of the national rank. With only three arrows, and the light, he is most vulnerable at this moment. ”

“Nor could God intuit everything. Otherwise, those who follow Dean Zhang will not die in battle. ”

“I'm afraid even he would think I'd make the most of two or three days… but the soldier, the maniac, no one but myself would know that my victory or defeat is only for one day. ”

The man with the black shirt looked up and looked at the slaughter.

Shen slaughter merely reached out his hand and made a gesture to several reckless generals dressed in the heavenly armor of the demons behind him, upright five fingers.

Several reckless generals suddenly burst into shouts and rushed out.

……

At the same time, in Shao Hua Ling.

Still barefoot, his hair was simply tied up with a cloth strip, holding a red sword in the hands, filled with small carp swimming symbols.

He had never used this sword in a showdown between Xianyi College and Nihe Year.

At this moment he is waving this sword in a wide street alley in Shaohua Lingcheng.

Every sword he wields, either on the smooth bluestone slab of this wide street alley, or on the trees by the road, or on the walls, wooden columns, plaques and tiles of the shops on either side, he shows a very fine sword mark.

Because the sword marks were too fine, they were quickly filled with dust after they appeared, and the marks were not visible very quickly.

Sword power is like running clouds, like spring wind, like light rain blowing.

His body, however, seemed very heavy.

As each sword swung, his breath seemed to bring out some blood, his face appeared paler and less bloody.

In the distance, in all directions, in the wind and rain, from time to time came a fierce series of slaughter sounds, like the sound of countless armament sounds, such as the fall of the river, yet his sword appeared so focused and calm that under his sword the whole alley became a calm scroll of painting.

He has not known how many swords he has wielded in this alley, but he still has no sign of stopping. He continues to wield the light of his sword, his body is heavy, but his sword and sword will are unspeakable and smooth.

Every sword, like spirits.

In the smoke and rain, Zhou Shusuke's figure appeared.

He Baihao felt his arrival, smiled slightly, touched his chest with his hands, stopped, gasped, and coughed gently.

Zhou Shuzhu looked at him in a complicated mood and said, "Are you sure you want to continue doing this? ”

Ho Bai Hoyang lifted the red sword in his hand and took a look at the old tea house at the end of the alley full of artemisia. "Now that we're all here, naturally we have to guarantee this victory… Otherwise, at such a great price, wouldn't it be meaningless? ”

Zhou Shufu was slightly silent. He knew that many people in the city would die, and he knew that those who could come here without being shocked could be honored. For some things, nature looked more important than their own lives. He also knew that his admonition had no meaning, but he still couldn't help but say: “You die, Xianyi's Heavenly Sword will be lost. ”

“Zhou Shufu, you are a national talent, enough to be my teacher on weekdays, but... I am more open than you think. ”

He Baihao smiled: “Even if Yun Qin Liguo has so far, in just a few decades, how many powerful practices have Yun Qin died? So many powerful ways to practise the lost legend. What is an extra heavenly sword? As long as Yun Qin is present, the path in the practitioner's heart is there, without a heavenly sword, there will naturally be other wonderful excellence in the future. ”

“In other ways, I may be your chief, but with my eyes full, you can be my chief.” Zhou Shufu sighed, bowed deeply, and made a gift to He Baihao, "Mr. Sword, no longer a Heavenly Sword, but a Yun Qin Sword. ”

He Baihao shook his head and laughed.

He would not say anything more.

Just continue to drink like spirits, happy and smooth, using your life as a sword, and turn into a swordlight that sprinkles together.

In a distant alley, the sound of a violin sounds.

The violin whimpered, yet loud and full of strength.