The Sword Dynasty

"what should we do?"

A heavy sound rang in the turret of Changling, and the copper bells hung on the rain eaves of the turret jingled.

Several turret guards will look at Huang Zhenwei, waiting for Huang Zhenwei's answer.

Although Shen Xuan’s courtyard is in one of the most difficult areas to observe in the turret, the masters above the Seven Realms really met. At this time, Shen Xuan walked all the way, broken walls and tiles escaped towards the Wei River, and the rain and shattered rain and wind were like The dragon is generally long, but how can it escape the sight of many guards on the corner tower.

Changling's previous arrangement of these giant turrets was originally used to find the strongest practitioners who shot in Changling in the most timely manner, and they could better resist the enemy of the Great Qin Dynasty and kill them.

The main reason why the practitioners, including Bai Shanshui and Zhao Jianlu, always awed by Changling and refused to enter the city, is because of the existence of these turrets that can quickly detect their movements.

As long as they shoot in Changling, they must kill Changling very quickly, otherwise they will never be able to leave.

Each corner tower is equipped with powerful instruments, and the guards are not weak practitioners.Shen Xuan was the great minister of the Qin Dynasty. When he was assassinated, the garrison guards originally assumed the responsibility of protecting them.

What's more, after the death of Mo Shoucheng, when the defenders of the city handed over to Huang Zhenwei, Huang Zhenwei and Shen Xuan became the new giants in Changling City.

From the perspective of these generals who are loyal to Huang Zhenwei, since Shen Xuan and Huang Zhenwei are the newest giants newly cultivated by Zheng Xiu, they are now their left and right arms, and the people from Jiaodong County are assassinating Shen Xuan now. Assassinate Huang Zhenwei.

This is the truth of the cold.

However, Huang Zhenwei, who silently looked at the long mist of water in the rain, heard this question, but shook his head and said, "Don't move."

"Why?" None of these defenders could understand, and it was still the general who called out, asking.

Huang Zhenwei said: "I am different from him. Jiaodong County kills him. Sheng Shang will not have any opinions, but Sheng Shang will not allow Jiao Dong County to kill me."

These defensive generals all thought about what happened in the Lushan League, and they all understood what Huang Zhenwei meant.

"Is that all?" The general led by him was silent for a moment, and said, "The Holy Ghost will not be needed forever, nor will it ever be dependent on someone forever."

Huang Zhenwei nodded, "But even if you want to move, there will be a more appropriate time."

In the long mist of water, invisible long swords are constantly generated.

These long swords kept falling on Shen Xuan, who brought out this long mist of water, not only splashing a puffy rusty gray back, but also splashing scarlet blood.

Zheng Bainiao flew in the wind and rain.

He was very satisfied.

Whether in the field of vision of the practitioner who sees such a scene or in his perception, Shen Xuan is like a dragon head at this time, and he is a practitioner who stands on the back of the long dragon at will.

This long dragon is undoubtedly very powerful, but in the face of his swordless inability to resist, the more casual he is at this time, the more powerful he appears.

The most important thing is that countless practitioners will see such a battle in Changling.

The power that is well-known in the world is much faster and more satisfying than when I feel that I am strong.

A small boat stayed in a small river on the outskirts of Changling.

A Taoist in a green shirt sat in the awning of this little boat.

The river was gently rippling, and the boat's edge rubbed the reeds gently.

He was waiting for the smoke and rain dragon to rush out of Changling, passing here.

This fashion is far away, so he still has leisure.

Suddenly, however, this blue-shirted Taoist suddenly changed color. In his perception, a breath like a fire meteorite projected from the sky, which was more than twice as fast as the smoke and rain dragon that escaped from the Changling City.

Just like a sword, no matter what level of practitioners, its momentum is too fast, there is no successor, but it means violent and no room for maneuver.

The Tsingtao Taoist, who could not see his age at all, didn't hesitate at all, but there was no sword in his hand, but a sudden sharp sword sound came out of his body.

In his hands was a sword light like sheep fat white jade, and the little boat sitting on it instantly turned into countless fragments, like countless butterflies flying out.

As his sword pointed upwards, there was a bang in the sky, like a giant mountain sliding towards it. In the waters of this side of the wild river, all the reeds were broken, driven by his sword, and screamed like arrows. Shoot up.

These reeds have dried up in winter, especially at this time, they are broken and even more lifeless. However, they travel through the air at a faster speed than the arrows, and the sharp friction between the heaven and earth that he drew from him wiped out the order. The vitality and greenness of people's palpitations.

The vigorous flow of heaven and earth like a mountain makes these reeds miraculously green, like the rapid growth in the soil, it instantly forms a green screen in the air.

At the same time, countless blue sword lights were born on his life-like sword of sheep fat and white jade, like countless vines growing endlessly towards the sky.

There was a loud bang.

The practitioner who fell from the sky shattered the green screen, with a violent shock wave intersecting the natal sword in his hand.

The Taoist grunted and smashed his body into the water below. However, after all, he caught the terrible sword, and he also shocked the practitioner who struck down from above.

"Why not share my life and death with me!"

Blocking this attack with the rare mysteries of the two Dao worlds, this Dao Ren's body was full of blood and blood, and his body was numb, but at this moment he forcibly uttered his voice, and did not ask the identity of this person. Just shouted: "No matter what your relationship with Shen Xuan, you should understand that the practitioner who stopped him here today is determined to be more than me! You come here, the real element in the body has already burned most of it, even if you can kill me. , Can it go away?"

"Chun Yichun, you are He Chunyi, Lihou House guards the Changling Mausoleum."

Wu Yan's figure was arbitrarily fixed among the flying blue debris. His clothes had been ripped apart by a strong world strength, which was more ragged than the clothes worn by the beggars, but the sword in his hand was exceptional. Dazzling, the whole body is golden to the extreme.

He frowned and looked at this cold-faced Taoist, without concealing his contempt: "In order to please the rich, Li Hou once sent even the only son out of the customs, but now he turned to Jiaodong County again. Among the thirteen hous of Daqin, the most humorous Hou Mansion is."

The Qingren Taoist is He Chunyi, who was Lihou's worship in Changling Town. He was the master who grew up with Lihou in the army, and he is also the strongest among the seven realm practitioners who stayed in Changhou Town. .

Hearing the other party's words at this time, the eyes of this Lihou Mansion's offering suddenly ignited a faint anger and sneered. "Do you think that other Hou Mansion will have guts? If you have guts, you will be so quiet in the Changling City, Why should I wait here?"

"It's much better to look on than to accomplice."

Wu Yan stepped on the water with his feet on his back, crossed his sword across his chest, and looked at He Chunyi, solemnly saying, "Please."

In Changling, this is an invitation to a duel.

He Chunyi's mouth twitched slightly, and he didn't hesitate at all, and went straight to the sword.

The lake water in his body like a dyke burst into the white jade sword in his hand, but the sword's meaning from the white jade sword was soft to the extreme, with a unique sense of harmony.

The sky and earth's vitality rumbled down in the sky, but it rushed from the ground to his side.

Hundreds of blue sword lights swirled around him, like growing vines intertwined and closely woven.

His sword is a defensive idea.

Although he is a rare strong among the seven realms, but today is only an insignificant piece.In his view, even if he is entangled with the other party here, there will still be people stopping Shen Xuan.

The other party rushed here at the cost of burning out most of the true yuan, and it was absolutely not durable.

From any point of view, he is the best choice to deal with the strongest defensive sword.

But the point is that he must be able to hold the sword.

At the time of his sword, Wu Yan also had a sword.

When the blue vine-like sword light weaves into a cocoon, protecting him firmly in the middle, he sees two golden lights flying above Wu Yan's sword, like two huge wings, becoming more and more in his field of vision The bigger, he instantly occupied all his perceptions, blocked the sky, and filled all the heavens and earth outside him.

Two huge golden wings were photographed.

A bang.

The river in this wild river was completely dry, and then he continued to press down with the sword light that wrapped him, and continued to press into the ground, and he did not know how many feet deep in a breath.

"There is such a magnificent sword intention!"

He Chunyi's face changed drastically, and such thoughts had just surfaced in his mind. The sword light outside him could not bear the pressure, and it immediately cracked.

Jianguang cracked, and it was his body that cracked.

Tikka...

His body exploded like a stone and smashed into the surrounding soil.

...

"Honghu sword?"

Zheng Bainiao narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression dignified. Like many practitioners in the Changling City, he saw the two sword-like lights with huge gold wings.