The Sword Dynasty

Fast is no solution.

Although Gu Huai defeated Tang Xin in the wilderness outside Guguguan, and Jianxin suffered a slight defeat, after all, he was the master of the Spiritual Void Sword Gate and one of the strongest digital sword masters in the world.

He asks for speed, even if the ordinary people can't respond at all.

The fifteen swordsmanship with the vitality of the life has just burst out, and the sky above this ancestral land has been pierced, and there have been fifteen starlights, like fifteen more stars.

This kind of sword intention is even too fast to make people think about it.

Shen Xuan only had time to sorrow in his heart. He knew that even when he was heyday, it was almost impossible to catch the sword.

The gap is the gap.

His current practice is enough to be proud of the vast majority of the seven realms in Changling, but it is not enough to compare with the legendary figures of the former Bashan Sword Field, such as Gu Huai and Zheng Xiu.

Although they are all in the same seven realms, the gap between them is that they may not even be able to catch a sword.

These people are like gods in the sky to Changling, and he is always a mortal.

So is this sword death?

However, fifteen stars appeared in the upper sky. While he was too late to respond, Ding Ning had already reacted.

Ding Ning's reaction was extremely simple.

He stretched out his hand, and the true element of his body spewed out quickly, photographing the giant purple jade tree in front of him.

Many beards in the giant purple jade tree lit up strangely, like countless lightning bolts, rushed to the top of the giant purple jade tree along these beards, and then rushed to the upper sky.

Gu Huai frowned deeply.

The heaven and earth vitality that rushed out from the top of the giant purple jade tree, dispersed sharply in the sky, did not induce the prestige of heaven and earth to become a killer, only played a role-cut off the hostess of Changling and his sword Mountain connection.

It was like a dark cloud covering the starry sky.

Next, Xingguang could not reach his sword. He couldn't borrow Zheng Xiu's power, and Zheng Xiu could no longer use his sword to "see" here, but it still couldn't stop his murderous intention.

Only one person may threaten him at this time.

This man is the Warhammer standing on the side behind him.

Zhan Mo He only stood quietly, but in the cramped space between him and Gu Huai, there were dozens of mysterious silks, such as iron wires falling behind Gu Huai.

Fifteen stars fell above the top of Gu Huai's head, instead of Ding Ning, but into the cramped space between Zhan Mo He and him.

It was like a calm frozen lake was broken.

There were several crisp cracks in this cramped space.

A straight white line emerges from the middle of the two, just like a running Tianhe cuts two heavens and earth.

Gu Huai's body flew a few feet forward, and Zhan Mohe's body flashed on the edge of the mountain wall with stone powder and grass juice. A wide ravine, a stone coffin, appeared between him and the place where he had stood The surface is broken.

Even though almost all the power was borne by him, Wu Lianzi, who had been standing beside him, was still affected, and his body hit the cliff wall fiercely. When the loud noise sounded, Wu Lianzi's mouth had already spouted. blood.

Gu Huai's left shoulder injury also bleeds again.

He didn’t go to see Ding Ning and Shen Xuan and others, but turned coldly and watched the Samo stopped in front of the cliff. He laughed, and there was no trace of sarcasm in his smile, even with a trace of mercy. Can't help it?"

Zhan Mogao's eyes did not meet him, but looked up at the sky above.

He said quietly: "He is right, you are the strongest person here, so you must die first. Not to mention you were injured, and now Zheng Xiu can no longer see your sword."

"As long as she can't see this through your sword, she can't perceive what is really in my ancestral land."

After he paused, Zhanmohe continued, "As long as she kills you, she can't know what I got from it. She won't be completely mad because of it. If you want to completely conquer this wilderness, In the future, Ping will deal with Chu Yanqi’s worries about the three dynasties, and she will cooperate with me."

"Good idea." Gu Huai laughed loudly, but then said with a smileless, expressionless face: "Just you are not Tang Xin."

It's just that you are not Tang Xin.

This sentence is not difficult to understand at this time.

Zhan Maha also knew that he was not as powerful as Tang Xin.

But he did not fall into anger because of this ridiculous sentence.

He slowly lowered his head, his eyes turned towards Ding Ning.

Gu Huai looked at him, still expressionless, like looking at a dead man.

Then he produced the sword.

He has always understood the principle of preemption.

In particular, Yuan Wu’s lesson in the first three years of his enthronement gave him a deep understanding of the benefits of preemption.

He needs to be fast at this time, and he will never shoot after all those around him.

The seriously injured Shen Xuan is no longer in his eyes, but the Tianliang man in sight is still a terrible enemy, so he did not hesitate to use the fastest sword from the former Bashan Sword Field, which is also the world so far. The fastest sword.

This sword is called "Nianxu".

Just between Gu Huai's thoughts, the space in front of Zhan Moxa seemed to crack open, and a sword shadow appeared directly.

This sword shadow is only one foot long, but it is extremely heavy, with a momentum to suppress the world, like the epitome of Jianshan sword.

Not only in front of Zhan Mohe, at the same moment, the space in front of Ding Ning, Shen Xuan, Li Xixing and Hu Jingjing seemed to be split directly, and such a sword shadow appeared.

All five are true sword shadows.

In addition to Wu Lianzi, who had not stood up at this time, Gu Huai assassinated five people at the same time.

Zhan Mohe's palm turned up, and a powerful vitality was revealed.

This is a sword, but it seems to have the power to echo the moon, just like the direct removal of Xuan Yue in the night sky.

The time between this thought is too short, but he is waiting.

Because he could only stop Gu Huai's attack on himself, if Ding Ning could not break the game, then in the next moment, Ding Ning and others would all die.

Ding Ning also did not seem to have any movements.

However, an insignificant sword meaning was even faster than his sword intention, even faster than Gu Huai's "Nianxu" sword intention.

This insignificant sword came from the middle-aged man lying on the roots of a giant tree of purple jade. When the intention of fighting the sword was turned into wind and rain.

The expressionless face, the sneered Gu Huai body shocked Huo Ran, he had no time to turn around, but the perception exceeded the usual limit and fell on the middle-aged man.

A faint and pale flying sword was quickly retreating back into the giant purple jade tree.

At the same time, the weird middle-aged man who had been twitching and trembling, seemingly impossible to have any combat power, had already sat up, and the power of terror was already brought between his palms.

Zhan Mo's eyebrows were soothing, and his heart was also open.

He finally understood where Ding Ning's last move was.

The knife in his hand was no longer reserved, and he flew out decisively.

Xuanyue came into being, immediately cut off the iron ruler-like sword light emerging from the void in front of him, and then moved on.

In the ancestral land, and even the whole world, there is a great wind and rain masterpiece, a unique sword intention, sweeping the wind and rain of the heaven and earth sword, stab straight to Gu Huai's back.

The confusion and shock in Gu Huai's heart even brought him to a point where he was still incapable of killing Ding Ning and others, but he did not want to die.

Huo Ran disappeared before the heavy shadows of mountains and small swords almost crushed onto Ding Ning and others.

All the power seemed to be sucked into his hands again.

With a bang, Jianshan is not yet visible, but the spirit of that Jianshan seems to have reached his hand. His right hand is like holding an invisible giant sword mountain, slashing into the wind and rain.

At the same time, the five fingers of his left hand flicked, and a circle of lilac sword light cut through the void. In front of Xuanyue of Zhanmohe, a pure circular opening was cut.

His left-handed sword was empty and subtle, as if with another breath, he collided with the sword of Zhan Mohe.

The right-handed sword is as pure as a mountain, and it is the most powerful, and it contends with the strange sword of the middle-aged man.

At this moment, the strength and momentum he displayed was like a god.

At the same time, however, his mouth burst into a scream of extreme anger!