Under the Blue Sky City.

The chilling cicada was leaning on the knife, and her short hair was wet with sweat, and she was pressed on the front neck of the forehead.

Opposite, the swordsman like a literati was looking at her leisurely: "How are you thinking about it? If you die too, and you will be lost, will you be worthy of the Supreme Emperor who is not alive?

Your speed and your strength are completely useless in front of me.

Why bother to hold on?

If I were you, I would consider passing on something, rather than taking it to the grave with myself.”

The cicada gasped, delayed the time, and took the opportunity to recover, so she asked: "If you kill me, will Wei Zhang blame you?"

"Blame me?"

Ye Wuming was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said, "Master may have misunderstood something... The emperor asked me to kill you.

But the Grand Master is a woman after all, and it is normal for long hair and short knowledge to be honest. Then I'll let you understand.

The emperor made his fortune in Xiwei. It is said that he was ugly in the past. Although the great master accompanied the emperor through his first time, he also saw the ugliest side of the emperor.

When the emperor saw you, he couldn't help but think of his humble days...

Grandmaster, do you need what I say before?”

Han Chan shook her head and stopped answering.

But he was roaring in his heart: Wei Zhang would not be like this!

Her five fingers holding the knife loosened and tightened suddenly, holding the handle of the ring knife, her eyes gradually became sharp, no longer as the original ancient well Wubo.

Ye Wuming shook his head: "Don't the grandmaster understand yet?

In terms of status, you are no longer from the same world as the Emperor.

And in terms of strength, you and I have never been on the same level.

Do you know, how much force did I use to fight you just now?"

The chirpin took a deep breath.

The ignorant way of the karma: "Half a minute."

Han Chan suddenly smiled like a burning smile, "Don't you want to see the teacher's infinite unity? I'll show it to you."

Ye Wuming said: "Wouldn't it be better if this would have happened?"

Just finished speaking...

His pupils suddenly contracted.

The robe of the grand master with messy black hair was half pine, revealing his not-white shoulders, and holding a ring knife in his hand was extremely sacred, and her expression was even more close to faith.

At some point, a phantom appeared behind her.

The imperial robe, black hair dances wildly, and the hair is as bright as gold on the end, and on the forehead is a twisted black sun.

Take an infinitely unified starting position.

The chilling cicada is extremely at ease.

Ye Wuming understood it, but instead breathed a sigh of relief and smiled and said, "I have a way too."

After saying that, he became arrogant.

Behind him, a terrifying phantom with silver wings covering hundreds of meters appeared. Silver light flowed, and balls of spiral starry sky patterns floated between the wings.

The phantom was wearing a mask on the left face, and the right face showed the cold and ruthless smell of a handsome man, but the face seemed so blurred that it made people forget the front and back.

"I am the only one who knows, will the Grand Master show you again?"

The karma ignorance shows a sarcastic smile.

Han Chan looked calm, and the corners of his lips were raised for some reason.

It seemed that as long as the man stood behind her, she would no longer be afraid or fear. Even if she crossed the realm, even if she was just a mantis arm, she would still tear the giant car in front of her.

Smile.

Silence.

He said word by word: "My way is domineering."

Ye Wuming was stunned and laughed: "It's interesting and interesting, only I and Bajue. It seems that the Tao of the Grand Master is really similar to mine, but from the point of momentum, it seems that what I have understood is better."

But Han Chan stopped talking.

She restrained her sword and entered a mysterious state, "The next knife will kill you."

Karma is ignorant and sarcastic, and she is such an ignorant and stupid woman.

With a sword restrained, the silver-winged man behind him slowly closed his wings and wrapped him up.

Neither of them knew what the other party’s Tao was.

But they are all full of confidence.

Ye Wuming suddenly flashed, and his figure appeared in the sky. The spiral starry sky-wrapped wings suddenly opened, just like the entire galaxy falling, carrying a momentum that blocked all things and was the only one in the world.

His sword pierced gracefully.

This sword will definitely win.

After victory, his way will surely be stronger.

Since this woman is self-righteous, let the infinite return to the whole forever cut off the inheritance.

"I am the only one in heaven and earth!!"

The cicada was silent, and she moved almost at the same time.

The slender five-fingered knife took a step like a mortal with true energy, held the knife tightly, raised his head and short hair flew with it, and the bright eyes flashed with piety luster, accompanied by a sword that flowed from bottom to top like a flowing clouds and water, passing a dazzling and thrilling arc.

"Everything and everything in the world cannot be destroyed without any loneliness!"

Accompanied by a cute voice!

The unimaginable terrifying true energy turned into an indescribable knife.

This sword is so brilliant that it is not like a sword that should be found in the world. Even death cannot describe the grandeur of this sword.

If you have to say...

That's like the beauty of the giant axe falling when Pangu created the world.

The sword light is filled with the eyes of ignorance of karma.

He tore his sword light apart in a ruthless way.

His mysterious energy.

All his trump cards.

His confidence.

And the Tao behind him!

Bang!!

One of the five masters under Wei Zhang has been cut into two pieces, his body is surrounded by liver, his face is shocked, and his blood is shocked.

But the knife's energy remains unabated.

Parade directly into the sea like shark wings in the distance.

boom!!!

In the distance, the green mountains in late autumn were cut into two.

Han Chan could not imagine that such a knife was done by himself.

She felt the phantom behind her slashing with her...

A feeling of participating in the creation of legends moved the great master who had reached the realm of sword art and burst into tears.

Looking up at the Qingshan Cut Off, he never looked at the dead Tongxuan Swordsman behind him again.

He murmured softly: "Teacher, thank you."

Thank you for saving your life.

Second, thank you for your advice.

...

...

At that moment, Xia Ji felt that he seemed to have really appeared behind Han Chan and accompanied her to cut the knife. His state of mind was a little more proficient in the sword, and Bajue's true meaning seemed to have improved even more subtlely.

Clang.

Clang.

The little man in armor was floating.
To be continued...