The Sword Dynasty

There was a loud bang.

Zhong Xiu weakly flew to the corner, and the lilac long sword flew weakly upwards, and inserted diagonally into the upper beam.

His face was all covered with tiny blood beads, his blue lips trembling slightly, looking at the countless cracks on his left arm, his eyes were all dazed and desperate.

It was dazed and hopeless after being crushed by a powerful state that was completely irresistible.

at the same time.

Tang Que also flew backwards in dismay. His blue sword had been directly bent and twisted by a terrifying force, just like a twisted steel bar, falling to the ground.

The wind and rain were quiet.

The soaked Zhang Nan was like a fat fish that was taken out of the water and thrown on the ground. He opened his mouth and was about to die of thirst, but he couldn't make a sound of despair.

Tang Mengchen's hand was still raised, and through his ragged sleeves, two blue square boxes could be clearly seen.At this moment, his eyes were fixed on the tip of the sword like an aries, full of daze and despair.

All the people were frozen.

Some people's swords were bleeding, some people's blood was dripping, but all of them stopped completely because of the sword.

Just a sword.

A sword hacked down from the top, then smashed the butterfly and shattered the huge wave.

Numerous footsteps rang in the corridor and rushed towards this quiet room.

As if demolishing a house, there are countless holes in the door, window and wall of this quiet room.

Looking at the crowded silhouettes outside the hole and the layers of cold light flashing across the eaves across the window, Zhang Nan, who was like a fat fish, was finally crying, "How could you! I have just said that I don’t want to be related to any nobles. How could there be a great practitioner of Aries Cave around you, and how could you please ask such a practitioner!"

...

Zhang Nan's cry at this moment represents the voice of the vast majority of people in this room.

The tip of the horn-like sword is melting away, and the entire sword is slowly and strangely melting into the hand of the white-haired old man, just like taking back his body.

This represents the sixth realm of the practitioner, the real life realm!

One realm is mysterious, two realms are refining, three realms are real, four realms are fragrant, five realms are spiritual, six realms are born, seven realms are moving mountains, eight realms are enlightening, and nine realms are long-lived.

When the spiritual practice reaches the fifth state of mind, the changes of the practitioners caused by the true element and the spirit of heaven and earth will greatly increase the spiritual ability of the practitioner. At this level, the true element can be used to control the true element to be attached to some unique instruments. , Such as Flying Sword, such as Fu Luo.

Wherever you think, Feijian will come, and Fulu will come.

This naturally represents a completely different speed and power from the fourth realm, and there are countless unimaginable and flexible means of confronting the enemy, unpredictable.

In the sixth realm of spiritual practice, the more terrifying than the fifth realm is that the true elements can be divided into five elements of yin and yang, and practitioners can choose their own natural materials and cultivate their own life.

For Zhang Nan and others, although they knew that there were many practitioners above the Six Realms in the Great Tombs, on weekdays, with their class, they had never seen the true practitioners above the Six Realms, I have never seen the power of a real mortal shot.

Practitioners in the fifth realm can still be common as long as they want to see them, but those in the sixth realm cannot see them.

Between these two realms, it can even be said that the watershed between the real weights and ordinary people is the watershed between the true dragon and fish.

This is where Zhang Nan thinks most and does not understand and is most desperate.

Not all the practitioners who can reach the sixth realm, who cultivate their lives, are not the officials who hold important positions in the DPRK or the middle, or are they the elders of the Zongmenli township and the masters of the various levels?

Such characters would even attract the attention of the two prime ministers of the DPRK and China. How could they personally shoot for Wang Taixu!

How can this be!

...

No one cares about his cry.

It seems that the white-haired old man who has completely decided the pattern of today when he revealed his realm has not heard Zhang Nan cry at all.

Wang Taixu didn't control Zhang Nan's crying.

He turned his body sideways, looking at the three people who were getting paler and paler, without any smug expression.

These three are brothers who were born and died with him, but just now, these three are cooperating with the enemy to kill him.

Under the attack of Fang Cai, these three people have seriously injured the two people around them.

So at this moment, the snow-white long sword in one's hand is still bleeding.

"why?"

Wang Taixu's eyes fell on the blood-stained long sword on this person.

"Li Xueqing, I bought you from the hands of the slave traders. Even you, the Snowflake Sword, got it for me. Why did you kill me?"

"Tell me why, tell me the real reason."

Seeing that this young practitioner was always silent, Wang Taixu calmly and seriously continued: "Even if it is to satisfy my curiosity, as long as I tell me the real reason, I can guarantee to treat your family well, or even tell them , You died to protect me."

Hearing Wang Taixu's words, the young practitioner with a snow-white long sword smiled abruptly and said, "It's just that there was a good girl from another building who fell in their hands and this made me sorry for my brother. ."

After he finished, he knelt down to the floor against Wang Taixu.

With a snort, the long sword in his hand had turned upside down when he knelt down, and at this moment a sword tip emerged from his back, and blood covered his entire back instantly.

"Thank you."

A bearded middle-aged man sighed, first thanked Wang Taixu with a fist, and then said: "I want to kill you because I did something that I was sorry to help my brother. The daughter-in-law of Brother Liu San was raped and murdered in recent years. That was the big mistake I made while drunk, but this old account was somehow turned over by them. I was confused for a while and made a bigger mistake."

After talking, the bearded middle-aged man poked directly at the heart with his hands, and his entire palm did not enter his chest, and he fell back with guilt.

There was also a white-faced man of similar age to Wang Taixu, who looked at the blood on the ground and sighed, saying, "I think I am better to be a two-story master, and I have no confidence in you. Now I have I know I still underestimated you."

After saying this, he also paid a deep homage to Wang Taixu, and a long sword in his hand backhanded into his body.

...

Rivers and lakes naturally have rules for rivers and lakes.

Knowing that there was no reason to be spared, Tang Que and Tang Mengchen glanced at each other, each reaching for their neck.

This is a more tragic method of death, with the scarlet blood of the body temperature spurting in the air.

Splashing blood foam even stained half of Zhang Nan's body.

"You don't have to die."

However, Wang Taixu looked at him and said this.

Zhang Nan's fat flickered like a wave, and he looked at Wang Taixu in disbelief, fearing that Wang Taixu only deliberately ignited a little hope of himself, and then ruthlessly extinguished, making himself more dying before death. pain.

"There are enough people to die tonight. I don't want my brothers outside to have another bloody battle with your ambush outside."

Wang Taixu seemed exhausted. He closed his eyes and silenced for a few moments before saying: "But since Zhong Xiu just shot me, he must die... As for your Thunderstorm business in Nancheng If you can’t cover it without him, we will cover it on two floors. Your business, we only account for 20%. From now on, you can be regarded as a grasshopper on the rope with us. I hope you will remember what I said today. Words and positions."

Hearing this, Zhang Nan finally stopped shaking, and his eyes finally got angry.

However, Zhong Xiu, who fell like a butterfly in the corner of the wall, made an unwilling sigh, and his back hit the wall behind him. In an instant, he was accompanied by countless broken bricks. Mu flew backwards.

Wang Taixu didn't even frown.

He didn't even look at Zhong Xiu who rushed out.

In the thick night, countless bleak sounds suddenly sounded, followed by the sound of countless gold and iron, and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

He waved at Zhang Nan, who was almost paralyzed, and said in a deeper tone: "Now you can go out and tell everyone you are alive, take them away, and remember you The next thing to do."

"I only know that it's a big man in the army, who is who I don't know at all." Zhang Nan hissed as he snatched out the door.

I originally wanted to account for a few percent of the business on two floors, but instead lost 20 percent of the business, and lost a fat practitioner who guarded Zhang Fat. This stomping is also a shock to many streets. The heroes of the Jianghu owl, when they came downstairs, had their legs so soft that they almost rolled down the stairs.

Rather than frightening his guts with blood on the ground, it was better to say that the domineering natal sword of the white-haired old man struck.

"Mr. Xie Du, great grace."

Behind him, he rose to the next floor in one fell swoop, and Wang Taixu, who will occupy an extraordinary position among the cities of Changling in the future, would pay his respects to the white-haired old man who was sitting still.

"The person you chose is not bad. If I were in peacetime, maybe I would let him get started." The old man with white hair just returned the sentence lightly, glanced at Ding Ning, and then stood up and got up and left.

"I survived."

Wang Taixu sent the old man away, then turned his head to look at Ding Ning seriously, and said softly with infinite emotion: "So from today, you are already a student of Baiyangdong."

Ding Ning shook his head and said softly to himself, "It's that simple?"

Is it simple?

If it wasn’t for the Aries Cave that angered the Queen’s clan, it would have to be merged into the Qingteng Jianyuan in recent days.

If you are not a cultivator and you want to spend as much as you can for the rest of your life, if you don’t care about the thoughts of some people in Chaotang anyway...how could this one of the most famous Aries caves help? Solve such a problem yourself?

This is a very complicated and expensive thing.

It’s just that Wang Taixu didn’t understand what Ding Ning was thinking, and the blood in one place had made him too tired, so he just smiled tiredly, no longer explaining anything, just thinking, sometimes alive, indeed Very tired.