The Sword Dynasty

Seeing that the long sword in Li Daoji's hand was about to hit the silver flying sword, a fierce look flashed across the eyebrows of the man in the red robe. The five-finger microprojectile in his left hand, the silver flying sword that had been trembling in the rapid flight At the end, it suddenly shook more violently.

There were several noises, and the mass of air was instantly pressed into a crystal-like splash by the violently shaking sword body.

The silver flying sword seemed to be about to break, and at an incredible speed, it suddenly floated down and cut to Li Daoji's neck.

There was a muffled sound in Li Daoji's body, and a sharp burst of force struck violently between his fingers and the hilt.

The hilt in his hand glowed red.

The pure black sword stood upright in a flash.

However, in the next moment, this sword, almost as long as his man, suddenly and strangely bent to the side under the impact of power.

The pure black sword body brought out a misty flame, directly bending into a black meniscus.

Some part of the curved sword body accurately blocked the silver small sword that was falling down at an alarming speed. The two swords collided fiercely without a sharp metal vibration. Instead, they were like two torrents meeting. , With a bang, bursting countless air masses.

The red-robed man's face was suddenly cold, he slammed with five fingers on his left hand, and rigidly controlled the silver flying sword that had spattered upwards for more than ten feet, and at the same time, a shock on his back, the handle The unusually thick bronze sword shook from the scabbard and fell to him.

At this moment, his right hand reached forward and upward, grabbing the hilt of the fallen bronze sword, but before that, a scarlet elixir had also flown from the sleeve of his right hand. Go out and fall into his mouth.

A bang.

This scarlet red medicine entrance, which is only about the size of a soybean, even made a terrifying roar between his throats, and instantly turned into a scarlet airflow, pouring into his belly.

Time seems to stop at this moment.

The sword in Li Daoji's hand was like a black meniscus, and the sword had not yet bounced back.

However, the red robe man's body has already moved forward.

The ground beneath his feet has sunk down silently.

The reason for being silent is that it is too late for the sound to spread.

The bronze sword was carried forward by the gust of wind that rolled out of his body, and the thick sword slid forward against the palm of his right hand.

In every extremely minute time in contact with the palm of his right hand, a large amount of true elements poured into the body of this bronze sword from the palm of the red robe man.

The blade of the bronze sword brightened.

A straight rune line seemed to be completely polished by his palm, from the tip of the sword to the handle of the sword.

The man in the red robe finally grasped the hilt.

With a bang, at this time, the knocking sound under his feet only passed into the pinna of the people who watched from afar.

A fierce flame ignited from his large sword.

This kind of flame is blue, just like the red fire in some red furnaces.

The man in the red robe had a scarlet face on the blue flame, as if there was a thick red mercury powder to penetrate from his skin.

The air in front of him was blown away by the giant sword with a blue flame in his hand and his body, forming two gusts of wind that spread to both sides.

He came to Li Daoji in one step, the giant sword in his hand was not like a sword at all, but it was hit like a huge steel rod, and the cyan flame suddenly surged again, even forming a blue furnace. !

Li Daoji's narrow and long eyes narrowed into a long and narrow line under the dazzling light of the cyan flame.

He knew he could not retreat.

As soon as you retreat, the oncoming giant sword will be crushed forward again, and the cyan flame will be more intense.

His left hand, which had been hanging on his side, also fell on his red hilt. The black sword had a strange white heaven and earth vitality, as if there was a huge horn from his Drilled out of the long sword.

Without any ingenuity, the long sword in his hand collided fiercely with the oncoming giant sword.

The red robe man grumbled.

His body fell back, but at this moment, the medicine in his body was completely filled, but he gave him strong support again. His body stood firmly in place, and the giant sword in his hand was still moving forward.

There was a gust of wind again.

The carriage on the side of Li Dao's fuselage overturned to one side in the strong wind, one wheel was suspended, and the wheel axle on the other side made a squeaky and unpleasant friction.

Boom!

Li Daoji's body seemed to be hit by several tanks, and he immediately flew back and forth for more than ten feet, hitting a locust tree in the back.

His face was instantly pale as snow, but his lips were as bright as blood.

Some blood splattered from his back, the trunk of the locust tree trunk hit by his back exploded, and countless leaves that had already withered suddenly separated from the branches and fell down.

Countless yellow leaves fluttering around a swordsman with a bloody back.

This poignant scene only reminds people of the end.

A trace of uncomfortable dryness floated in the body of the red robe. He knew that this was the side effect of the panacea. However, he still felt heartfelt joy when he saw such a picture.

However, at this moment, his breath suddenly took off.

He felt a breath of death coming from above.

Only yellow leaves fluttering above.

"wrong!"

His pupils shrank violently, and at this moment, after he could clearly see a fluttering yellow leaf, he even clung to a small yellow sword.

This little sword is only two yellow leaves long, and it spins closely with this yellow leaf and flutters like no weight.

There was great fear in the heart of the man in the red robe. His left hand trembled, and the silver sword suspended on his side flew sharply toward the yellow leaf-like flying sword as his thoughts pointed.

Ding Ding Ding Ding...

Numerous sounds of dense impact sounded above his head.

All the yellow leaves were shattered by the vertical and horizontal sword qi, but the red robe man's face was whiter, and he found himself unable to keep up with the speed of the yellow sword.

Li Daoji raised his head in silence.

His back was detached from the exploded locust tree, pulling out countless lines of blood.

The bloodline remained in the air, but his men had reached the man in front of the red robe.

The long sword in his hand was chopped out in front of the man in red robe. The black sword was bent and trembling in the air, falling into the sight of everyone, but it turned into dozens of black apertures of different sizes.

Dozens of black apertures bloomed in front of the red robe man.

The red robe's face suddenly became extremely white, and the giant sword that had just risen in his hand froze in the air.

It has no meaning at all.

He couldn't feel the time when the real sword shadow in the dozens of apertures at the moment would fall, and it was just this distraction. His silver sword had completely lost that little leaf-like sword before. Trail.

"puff"……

It seemed that there was only a soft sound, but the man in the red robe appeared countless wounds at the same time, and spewed countless thin blood arrows.

There was a muffled noise.

The bronze sword in the hands of the red robe fell hard.

Immediately afterwards, his body fell to the ground in despair.

The silver flying sword drew a silver beam in the air and fell into a courtyard in the rear fish market.

"How can it be…"

The man in the red robe looked extremely bleak, even his hair was soaked in his blood, his face was also covered with countless blood beads, his body felt abnormally cold due to a large amount of blood loss, and he shivered uncontrollably.

He looked shocked and blankly at Li Daoji, who began to deal with the back wound silently, his pale lips fluttered slightly, "How could you win me?"

Li Daoji had some difficulty pulling out a few wooden thorns that were deeply nailed into his back, and at the same time picked up the residual sword wrapped in cloth that fell under the locust tree with his feet.

He didn't look at the man in the red robe, nor the bloodline of his lips, but turned slowly and walked to the carriage on the side.

"why?"

The man in the red robe screamed out of control, "Obviously your flying sword and sword technique are above me. Why did you dare not go out of Aries Cave before? Why didn't you kill me directly?"

Hearing the man's absent-minded cry, Li Daoji turned slowly.

In a voice that only two people could hear, he said coldly: "I don't come out of Aries Cave, not because I'm afraid of you, but I don't have to prove anything. I don't kill you because our Koreans have already There are not a few dead. Yu Daoan, my former brother, you are my only relative in this world."

Li Daoji's figure disappeared in the carriage.

The carriage with a strange noise on the axle started to leave slowly.

The man in the red robe sits on the floor for a while, he even forgets to stop bleeding for himself first.

Around the end of the battle, in a silent street, there were suddenly sounds of countless air-puffs and horrified sounds.

"Who is that man!"

"What swordsman did that man use!"

...

The battle between this man named Yu Daoan and Li Daoji was very short. In the eyes of ordinary people, it might not be as dangerous and thrilling as the rest of the Fifth Level practitioners.

Because in some battles about flying swords they have seen, those flying swords are fierce and tricky to the extreme. Those flying swords sometimes fall sharply from the sky like rain lines, and sometimes swipe low against the ground, stirring up a large dust. , Hiding in the dust and mist, even flying out of the ground silently, or around the wall, stab through the wall.

In those battles, the flying swords of both sides will not know how many times they are fighting in the air, and the flying Mars will emit countless golden sparks on the sides of the practitioners on both sides.

However, many people around the fish market are not ordinary people, so in their eyes, Li Daoji and Yu Daoan's short-duration battle is more dangerous and suffocating.

At the beginning of Daoan's flying sword assassination, the kind of simple killing that made you know that changes are difficult to resist is often from the hands of practitioners who have experienced many army fights.

Because in that kind of chaos, they must solve the threatening opponents faster and easier. Otherwise, once they are entangled, they are likely to be killed by the swordsmen who usually do not threaten.

In the following moment, Yu Daoan directly swallowed the stimulant potion. The Dan Kendo with the Dan Sword in this battle array was a common method used by practitioners of the Korean dynasty that had long since perished.

However, with the demise of the Korean dynasty, such elixirs have become increasingly scarce, and practitioners who can so skillfully use the Dan Kendo method have become scarcer.

Uncommon means more difficult to deal with.

However, such a strong man could not defeat the swordsman who left in a carriage.

Moreover, the swordsman seems to be an unknown person in Changling.

At least at the moment, many people with extraordinary knowledge in the fish market did not know Li Daoji at all.