The journey starts from the fairy tail

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They were inspired by the Jianhuang.

The Jianhuang is already outside.

Ding Qiyue replied that "the brothers of the wind and the brothers of the Wanzong table will enter the second floor space directly."

"They learned about the Knowledge of Jie Di Monument, they don't have to enter the first floor."

It turns out that it is like this.

Their other acquaintances are worried. Even if they have passed the first floor, they also have the knowledge of these Swordsman's masters; they are far less like Lin Zifeng and Wanzong Table's martial arts knowledge.

After all, this is the first martial arts of the sword mainland.

Compared with other swordsms, the owners of other swordsman are worried that it will vary.

"I believe you are not bad more than they." Zi Feng smiled at Ding Qiyue.

"let's start."

"Yeah." Ding Qiyue nodded seriously.

Before two people went to the Sword Monument, they began to enlighten.

prosperity…

Almost two people closionally on the moment.

The two swords and swords are expanding.

From the beginning, the end of the space has been arrived.

Simultaneously.

At the distance, a big sound screams, the sky is spreading.

Obviously, the remaining sword repair in this space also begins to enrich.

The purple wind closed his eyes and went in, but he embarked on the road behind the sword.

prosperity…

After entering the sword gas, only a roar in the heart of the purple wind, then a white.

He recovered his Qingming.

In front of him, a young man holding a sword suddenly sword.

The purple wind is shocked, then his eyes are very cold.

He doesn't know the young people in front of it.

But this young man, the purple wind, can see that he is just a behind-the-scenes child.

After the day, this is a long time before the purple wind.

At this level, the purple wind is afraid he can fly at him.

However, it is about to shoot, but suddenly found that his body is a force, a body repair, there is disappeared.

A person's strength is weak and pitiful. You can only reach the postmodisical level.

The face of the purple wind has changed great.

The young man in front of him smiled, "How do you know what you are afraid? Are you a son of this singer, where is the eligibility of your son?"

Young people have come.

The eyes of the purple wind are a glimpion, even if he has only one post-modification, it is impossible to compete with the children in front of him.

Just want to hold hands, take away the sword of the young man, defeat him. However, he suddenly found that he could not use these five forms.

"This death." Zi Feng snorted, side, could not escape this sword.

At this time, the memory that has been thrown in my mind is very slow.

"Xuanwu's public law, the sword decision."

"Xuanjie sword skills, cracks."

The purple wind couldn't help his face, he had to quickly study the priest method in his mind.

At this time, the young man came out again from the sword.

"Roll." The purple wind drunk a cup.

Almost a few mouthfuls, the purple wind will defeat the young man in front of him.

Next second, this number passed, suddenly disappeared.

This is a number of flash.

The surrounding scene has changed.

Around it, it is a deep forest.

Not far away, several old people took the opportunity to hunt and hunt.

"Three congenital conditions?"

Under the eyes of it, she suddenly looked at it when she remembered his previous things.

Inside the inside, the purple wind looked at his face again.

"After nine days after repair?"

Yes, he is now only repaired after nine days.

The day after tomorrow is born?

This is almost impossible for ordinary people.

But for Tianjiao, it is not difficult.

However, the purple wind found that he can use it in the next second, except for Xuanjie sword technology; his other martial arts could not be used.

At this time, the hands of the three elderly people have stood out.

Three palms, all striped to the purple wind.

Obviously, these three old people must accept his life.

"Roll." The purple wind drunk a cup.

His waist hangs a sword.

Clothing is not his own original costume.

He suddenly realized that he was in the current situation.

Oh.

The sword of the purple wind was thrown out, but it was easy to repel the three old people.

It has not reacted, and it is also a palm, flying directly for dozens of meters.

The "Wolf" of the purple wind turns a few laps on the ground and stabilizes this number.

Oh.

The purple wind stood up and held his fist.

The sword in the hand is tight.

"Well, I haven't this last for a long time." The mouth of the purple greenered his mouth.

This laugh is representing what he wants to move the real thing.

At this point, there is no attack of three old people, and the purple wind has already gone out of the sword.

The two sides have struggled.

However, there is no gorgeous power in the battle between the two sides, and there is no amazing martial arts.

Three congenital situations plus one day after nine times, the fierceness of the battle is extremely limited.

After an hour.

Upper sweating, almost exhausted.

It has disappeared in front of three old people, and it is three bodies.

"Call." The purple wind took a sigh of breath.

"Wake up." The purple wind lamely sighs and sighed.

"Call." The purple wind woke up from the envelope state and took a deep breath again.

I feel a lot, my own body has been repaired, did not disappear.

At the same time, he took a few steps on this sword.

"The so-called emotional life is the same." Zi Feng understood.

There is no doubt that Xiao Yi's battle coincides with the battle experienced by the comet.

Of course, that is the battle of his predecessor.

And I can use, only the skills and martial arts of this predecessor. Xiao Yi just wanted to close his eyes to continue to learn.

Suddenly, the ring made a vibration.

The hands of the purple wind passed, and the cold sword appeared in the air.

"Child, do you determine if you really want to continue?" The cold sword was in the sword, suddenly asked.

"How?" The purple wind frowned.

Jianling said: "Do you know how long is your comet?"

"How much is the battle in his life?"

"You will use this kind of sword method, it will represent you, you will be sent to his identity, he will walk through the path of his life."

"Then?" Asked the purple frown.

The sword laughed. "Child, how many years have you lived? But after 20 years."

"And this comet sword, how many years have you live? Compared with him, you live in the years, but decline in the ocean."

"Are you afraid of me?" Zi Feng shrugged. "As long as the sword is very strong, this is not a problem."