The dazzling giant sword is transparent all over, and it seems to be shattered with a slight touch. However, when the tip of the sword cuts the air, it really brings a cold murderous aura. The fierce wind blows the sand, gravel and grass leaves, indicating that

The terribleness of this sword.

Turning all things in the world into swords, and controlling water in your hands to hurt the enemy. What a brilliant sword technique!

Against the backdrop of this huge long sword, the dwarf became more and more pitiful. The point of the sword was unstoppable, and it seemed to chop him into pieces with one sword.

Fu Jingtao clearly captured the white-clothed swordsman's process of condensed water into a sword and drew his sword. He sensed the cold and arrogant sword intent in the air, and couldn't help but blurt out: "Good sword!"

The white-clothed swordsman not only has a very profound attainment in swordsmanship, but also has reached a state of meticulous control of true qi. He is definitely a master of swordsmanship in the world. His skill seems to be easy and casual, but in fact it is extremely difficult. He has to control countless waters

The bead contains sword intent and shoots at the same target. Just thinking about it makes you incredible - the sword intent changes from virtual to real, how can it be done by ordinary people?

A flash of inspiration in my mind. Can the Bai family's water-dividing wave-shaking sword be learned from the same method, turning water into a knife, and amplifying the power of the knife technique?

The dwarf never expected that the other party would turn against each other and actually stabbed the water sword from remote control. The extremely cold sword intent pressed his chest, making him unable to even say he would say mercy, but he felt creepy, as if one foot had stepped into it.

Gate of Hell. He bit his tongue and the short spear danced rapidly. The white light instantly formed a barrier to protect the vital points in front of him.

At that time, the huge water sword hit the light curtain with a bang, the sword body collapsed, the water droplets splashed, and the dazzling sword shadow returned to nothingness.

The dwarf took seven steps back, and at least dozens of water droplets shot into his limbs and torso. There were dense holes on his clothes, and blood was seeping out of each hole, looking very miserable.

The white-clothed swordsman said proudly: "Who else is not convinced?"

The dwarf lowered his resentment and frustrated eyes and shouted: "Let's go!" He raised his breath and drilled into the dense forest without looking back.

The beautiful woman in black glared at Fu Jingtao unwillingly and left side by side with the big man. They knew that even if they joined forces, they would not be able to defeat the white-clad swordsman. When would they not leave at this time? Should they stay and seek suffering?

Fu Jingtao felt relieved and thanked him from afar: "Thank you for your help!"

The white-clothed swordsman said coldly: "I am trying to punish the dwarf, and I don't want to help you, so there is no need to thank you. I ask you, was the Xuanyuan Divine Sword you just used just now?"

Fu Jingtao scratched his scalp and said, "Yes."

The white-clothed swordsman's eyes were slightly wafting, and he whispered: "Can a mere disciple Xuanyuan's magic sword be able to control the Xuanyuan sword and communicate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth? Is Xuanyuan Gate so strong that it is so outrageous?"

Fu Jingtao asked bravely: "Dare you ask me about my name with my seniority?"

"I am Gao Zhenghuan!"

Fu Jingtao's heart was shocked, and cold sweat quietly emerged from behind. Who is Gao Zhenghuan? He is one of the nine giants of Lingbo Pavilion, a peak acquired strong man, and a peerless swordsman who roams the world! What's so bad is that Lingbo Pavilion secretly supports the Northern Liao Khitan,

The Xuanyuan Gate, which was incomparable to the Song Dynasty, is now incompatible, and is facing tit-for-tat in open and secretly. As early as the Lingyun Competition, Shi Tiefo and Tuoba Jian rushed to the mountain gate to cause trouble, almost disrupting the Lingyun Ceremony. In Kaifeng City, Murong Buqi participated in the kidnapping again

Princess of the Great Song Dynasty. Not to mention that the Cold Blood Blade took several moves, there was an insolvable blood feud with him.

How could he be good if he bumped into the big man in Lingbo Pavilion today? Even if he thought with his toes, he knew that Gao Zhenghuan would never let him go. It was really a wolf who drove the tiger in the front door and the back door!

Fu Jingtao pretended to be relaxed and said, "It turns out that he is a famous tall hero in Liaodong! Today, Gao Dahe and Duxiufeng Sheng Shifeng made a sword competition. Everyone was paying attention. I wonder when it will be carried out? The hero can control the water as a sword, and his magical skills are outstanding.

I guess winning is no problem."

Gao Zhenghuan looked up at the sky and said lightly: "When facing the sword, nourishing energy first. It's okay to let Lao Sheng wait for a while! I heard that Xuanyuan Divine Sword is unparalleled in the world, come and try to cut me with a sword." He relied on his identity,

It is not convenient to attack the juniors of the Jianghu Lake first, but from the standpoint of Lingbo Pavilion, it is time to kill the genius swordsman of Xuanyuan Gate.

Fu Jingtao sighed: "How can the light of fireflies compete with Haoyue for the bright light? The boy's swordsmanship is shallow, how dare he draw his sword in front of the tall hero?"

Gao Zhenghuan said expressionlessly: "Do what I said."

Seeing that the enemy's strategy of using weakness was ineffective, Fu Jingtao handed the dagger to his left hand, then bent down and picked up the snake-shaped short sword left on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "I dare to ask for advice from seniors!"

Gao Zhenghuan said: "Disciple Xuanyuan is indeed strong! The sword is ruthless, so don't complain about death and injury."

Fu Jingtao guessed that he had a murderous intent and laughed: "Senior intends to bully the small ones regardless of the morality of the world?"

Gao Zhenghuan said indifferently: "How can I let you shake my sword heart be so stable? You only have a chance to catch it. If you can't catch it, you will blame yourself for not being good at learning skills!"

Fu Jingtao couldn't help but be silent. The so-called "morality" cannot restrain Gao Zhenghuan at all. In the eyes and hearts of such people, pursuing the ultimate swordsmanship is the only truth, and other things, including love, are irrelevant. It is precisely because they ignore secular laws and

Inheritance, he turned against the Yanhuang bloodline without any burden and supported the Khitan alien race.

Since the Tao is different and they don’t plan for each other, then draw your sword and fight!

Fu Jingtao took a deep breath, his internal strength spread, his qi and blood were stirring, his bones and joints exploded, and a white column of air vaguely rose above his head. The opponent was too strong, and he could not allow him to keep it a little, so he had to take every

All the power is stimulated.

Gao Zhenghuan stood in the original place with expressionless face, but he could not see how he acted. The wind blew by gradually became fierce, like an ice skate, like a cold needle, and the cold sword intent filled the world.

If it were someone else, he might be timid and lose the courage to draw the sword. Fu Jingtao's eyes became brighter, like a torch burning in a cold night! How many times have passed away to death, they have been sharpened.

How could his steel-like tenacity be easily abandoned?

The snake-shaped short sword takes the hilt as the axis, and draws arcs slowly and quickly, endless spiritual energy gathers, yin and yang intertwine, rotate rapidly, and it is mysterious and mysterious.

He took a step and raised his sword to rush towards the proud swordsman of the snowy ridge.

One step, two steps, three steps... Each step falls, and a pit nearly half a foot deep will appear on the ground, as if it is engraved by a knife and an axe, and the patterns on the soles of the shoe are clearly visible.

In the blink of an eye, Fu Jingtao's speed reached its limit, and countless turbulent air thundered behind him, like a roar of war drums, like a shout of a brave man!

He was fearless, fearless, shocked or happy, and his entire energy was condensed on the short sword. No matter who was standing in front of him, he stabbed straight with one sword.

The pure fighting spirit at this moment was like a lava erupting.
Chapter completed!