The Sword Dynasty

Above the Seven Realms, there is already a master of one side of the world. The true Great Rebellion has its own extraordinary temperament. Most of the Seven Realm Masters in the world have never seen Bai Shanshui and the legendary Mr. Zhao Si, but most of them We all know that we are not opponents of Bai Shanshui and Mr. Zhao Si.

It's not a matter of the exercises and the sword scriptures that are built.

There is never the strongest sword scripture, only the stronger.

The countless areas of practice of the Great Wei Dynasty and the Zhao Dynasty. The reason why only the Baishanshui of the Yunshui Palace and Zhao Silu’s Mr. Zhao Si became recognized as the extraordinary existence in the world is because they are the strongest people in their own right. Courage.

When Bai Shanshui meets Mr. Zhao Si, is it an ordinary seven-level showdown?

Listening to the slow words of Bai Shanshui, Zhao Si was still standing still, but the white clouds above the river surface suddenly turned red and turned into burning clouds.

Bai Shanshui stretched his hand forward without expression.

In front of him, the choppy river suddenly stopped.

Half of the river was broken, not separated by a powerful force, but pulled by a mountain-like heaven and earth, forming a rotating Bitan in front of him.

Countless aquatic plants at the bottom of the river were exposed to the sun, and countless fish and shrimp jumped in panic in the mud that had lost their moisture. I didn't know what happened.

Seeing the half-river turned into a bitan, and the bottom of the river turned into a wilderness, Mr. Zhao Si's eyes showed an expression of appreciation.

"My generation loves to learn swords and lives in Hantan for ten years."

He first chanted a sentence when Bai Shanshui was fighting in Changling, but looking at the bitan that began to emit amazing swordsmanship, he admired: "It seems that this is what you spent ten years to cultivate. 'S natal sword."

Bai Shanshui did not answer, but a bit of green flame rose in Bitan.

A thick green sword was drawn from Bitan and fell into his hands.

After the sword was pulled away from the Bitan, the Bitan, spinning in front of him, lost its spirit, instantly turned into ordinary water, and scattered into the surrounding riverbed.

Fish and shrimp felt that the surrounding world was once again filled with the water flow on which they lived. They did not feel happy because of it, but fled the water with more fear.

The thick green of the sword is deeper and brighter than any gemstone, but the inside is black and white, and there is a faint weather in the white mountains and black water.

Holding the sword, Bai Shanshui stared indifferently at Zhao Si and said, "My sword is already in hand. Now let me see your sword."

Zhao Si nodded, then looked up at the endless sky and said, "Then you will take me this sword."

Bai Shanshui felt something, and he looked up at the endless heights above.

Above the endless high altitude that no one can see, is the increasingly thin heaven and earth vitality. At the height where the heaven and earth vitality is thin to almost completely disappeared, there are many wonderful arcs of light, many disordered stars vitality, the true fire of the sun, Extreme cold and heat flooded the area.

There is a red sword, floating quietly in it, receiving the extreme cold and hot scouring and quenching, like a constant star, along the fixed trajectory, but it has its own heart Nian and Zhao Si are connected.

The mind is so high, and even the sword of life is flying in the endless sky like a star, and there are naturally few people who can understand what Zhao Si said.

Only at this moment, the little sword seemed to be awake, and countless crimson flames appeared before it accelerated, and then began to fall at a terrifying speed.

The violent friction between the crimson flame and the heaven and earth's vitality makes the flames more violent.

Just a fraction of the time, a layer of real fire outside the sword body has become pure and colorless. Under the impact of terror, under the squeeze of the surrounding heaven and earth, it has become a layer of glass-like material. , Tightly attached to the sword body.

The fire outside the sword body turned deep red and became more and more intense. When the fire cloud that actually crossed the river surface appeared in the sight of Bai Shanshui, it had become a dragging out more than ten. A huge crimson fireball with a long flame tail inside.

Such a fire mass can be seen in many high places in Changling.

At a star-gazing observatory in the Great Qin Palace, a historian saw a meteor like this in the sun and changed color abruptly.

Above the river, the wind screamed.

Mr. Zhao Si’s sword is still dozens of feet away from the river. The water at the foot of Baishan Mountain has been dried up and turned into water vapor with terrifying heat.

There was a real shock in Bai Shanshui's eyes.

Seeing such a sword, he was convinced that the legendary master of Zhao Jianlu in the past, in the battle of Qin and Zhao, the legend of a sword burning lake is true.

This is a sword that really contains the furnace of heaven and earth, and the true fire of the stars, yet he does not think he will be defeated.

This is a large river connected to the sea, not a closed lake.

He took a deep breath, and a unique heaven and earth vitality in his body was suddenly released, falling into the river under his feet.

His whole person seemed to be connected with the whole Weihe River.

He waved a sword at the demon-like fire.

Thousands of acres of blue water surged from the river, and the terrifying heaven and earth were summoned from a distance, but instead of walking in the sky, they swept in the deep water, really lurking in the water like a dragon, and finally merged into the thick green sword in his hands.

The black water of Baishan is revealed from the sword body, like a unique world.

The two colors of sword qi quickly changed in front of him. First, a huge white snake snake was formed, with a huge mouth opened, and the bite fell on the falling fire ball like a eclipse. The black behind the white was condensed into a huge Black turtle.

The vitality of the white snake and the black turtle echoes with the stars in the sky, and the change of yin and yang is a basalt meaning for both offensive and defensive.

When the white coil snake opened its mouth, a cold green sword gas cold and cold, suddenly extinguished most of the crimson fire.

Zhao Si's eyes also began to exude fanatic glory.

The small sword in the center of the crimson fireball suddenly cut countless lines in the air with his heart, and immediately spilled thousands of glazed crystal lights and poured them down, colliding one by one, and immediately eliminating the cold green sword light.

There was a crackling noise.

The white snake caught his little sword in his mouth, but he couldn't stop it, but exploded from the snake's head.

Bai Shanshui whispered.

A cloud of black spirit rose like a cloud, but at that moment, all water and fire disappeared. Only the thin ring of water mist spread out on the surface of the river, and the white mountain water held a thick green sword. Before Mr. Zhao Si.

Bai Shanshui pierced with a sword.

The sword he stabbed at Mr. Zhao Si did not have any brilliant light and shadow. However, when the sword was stabbed, the waves of the entire river disappeared, and the entire river died completely at this moment.

This is his really powerful sword, not only contains his strongest spirit, but also conceals the flow of heaven and earth.

Mr. Zhao Si snorted.

But he was just a whisper. The sword with a layer of glazed fire flowing on the sword landed in front of him at this time. He held the sword extremely simply. Stabbed out of the white mountain water.

A loud noise.

The small sword in the hands of Mr. Zhao Si intersects with the thick green sword of the Bai Shanshui, and an infinite heat flows.

Mr. Zhao Si's face condensed. He was like being in the iron shop.

Facing the current of a large river, all the fires in this ironsmithing shop seemed to be extinguished, but an old scene appeared in his mind.

In the torrential rain, a vicissitudes of life, an unruly man, holding a red hammer in his hand and swinging it, splashing countless Mars.

In the next moment, he put the red-hot hammer and the blade he just struck in the water under the eaves.

Snorted.

The red hammer and blade became black and cold, and at this time, the real sound also sounded in front of Zhao Si. All the enthusiasm of the small sword in his hand disappeared and turned into a black and cold Shen Tie.

The thick green long sword in Bai Shanshui's hands shook suddenly, and his entire body flew back.

His feet never left the water. As his figure floated, a huge tide suddenly rolled back on the river.

Mr. Zhao Si didn't move, and the sword in his hand returned to red, and he slowly hung down.

His clothes were turbulent, and countless blue silks fluttered behind his head. It was shocking that even a female face was exposed.

What was even more shocking was the Bai Shanshui. The sound of countless cracks on his body sounded, the coat of white fox fur cracked, and his chest showed a snowy white.

As he stepped back a few steps, the cracked fox fur coat was scattered and his posture was graceful. Wherever there is the usual masculinity, it was clearly a tall and beautiful woman.

Mr. Zhao Si didn’t change his face, looked at Bai Shanshui and said, “It turns out that the world’s first dad against the Bai Shanshui turned out to be a woman.”

Bai Shanshui's breath was scattered for a while, revealing the true appearance. At this time, his face was suddenly covered with frost, saying: "Aren't you the same?"

Zhao Si glanced at her lightly and said, "Zhao Di has many widows. Zhao Di's men had almost died before Zhao Mian. The rest were mostly women, which was normal."

Bai Shanshui took a deep breath. Although he no longer controlled his posture with True Element and restored the woman's description, he was still full of heroism, with an unspeakable charm.

Her face also calmed down, looking at Zhao Si indifferently and said, "It seems that you can only call you Miss Zhao Si in the future."

Zhao Si countered his lips and said: "Before I started, I called Zhao Miao, but I didn't know what Miss Bai was called. Compared to Baishanshui, it just took the meaning of Baishan and Blackwater, not your real name."

Bai Shanshui's eyes suddenly felt a little more embarrassed, but she still gritted her teeth and said: "My name is Bai Lu."

Zhao Siping said: "Bailu is frost, a good name."

Bai Shanshui sneered: "Although you beat me by half a move, but you want to keep me, it is impossible. Do you think you can humiliate me in words?"

Zhao Si shook his head and said peacefully: "I was just an accident."

After saying this, she looked at the Changling tomb in the distance and slowly said, "The Changling is the place where the true dragon is bred, and the strongest practitioners in the world all come out of the Changling. Is this sentence really reasonable? …It seems that you have had some chances in Changling these days, otherwise I don’t think I’m not only able to win you half a stroke.”

Bai Shanshui's mouth twitched slightly, and she knew that Zhao Si was telling the truth.

Jiang Shui surged with her mood. At this time, there was another white graceful figure on the river.