The formation was broken, and the team members hurriedly stepped on the scabbard and flew into the air. The attack of the black turtle of the mechanism suddenly seemed pale and powerless. However, Mr. máo's reaction was timely. He ordered more than a dozen mechanism tanks to approach as quickly as possible. The electric spear on the vehicle was aimed at a high place, ready to wait./www.qb5,c0m//

Everyone couldn't bear to leave the captain, so they gave up the opportunity to escape and stood in the air and stared at their feet. The fog on the water became thicker and the captain could no longer be seen.

When Mr. máo arrived on a boat, he sneered coldly. The situation in front of him was not as bad as he imagined. At least the stinky brat was still competing with the rune sword. Although the team members could escape, what does that matter? Such a small person had no say at all. Even if he escaped back to Xuanwu City, he would have countless ways to make them die without a place to bury them.

Xuanxuan is the most anxious one among the people. The master completely disappeared with the strange fog. Perhaps the impermanent ghost ring can play some role. The familiar black light flashes from time to time, and it must be extremely dangerous.

Mr. máo began to order the remaining mechanisms to cooperate with the chariot to attack. Since these people did not run away at the first time, then stay and die! The idea is good, but he didn't know that the team members also benefited a lot when absorbing spiritual energy in Xuanji Sword. The fact that the true energy they consumed was not as weak as being bullied.

Li Zhennan held the flying sword tightly and roared: "Brothers, it's too cowardly for us to escape back to Xuanwu City like this. The captain's life and death are uncertain. Everyone has a responsibility. Isn't it just a bullshit chariot? I'm practicing in the mén tremblingly. What have I gained in the end? It's time to give it a try. No matter what the captain's enemy is, since he dares to come, he will beat him until his mother doesn't even know him. Get out of here if you are timid."

Wang Dakui had already been holding his anger and had nowhere to vent his anger. Seeing all the culprits appear, he howled in his mouth and rushed down. The sword of the brim flew up and down to display all the means. The rampant human weapon did cause a lot of trouble to the other party. More than twenty mechanic black turtles turned into debris. It was not until the mechanic chariot shone out lightning that it barely blocked the powerful counterattack.

The rest of the surviving masters of the team competed to take action, no matter whether the opponent was a guest official, the person was too much and had to rebel.

Not to mention how to fight outside, just talking about the fog in the Sweet Shui Town, Tian Maoping's situation is extremely bad. The rune sword is a top-notch spiritual weapon, far from being comparable to the roadside goods like the Impermanent Ghost Ring. Although the spirit of the weapon is attacked in a semi-sleeping state, it also exudes supreme pressure. The circles of light talismans are congested, and the evil energy on the purple killing sword has been purified by a quarter, which shows how strong the two confrontations are.

In ancient times, people who practiced the sword immortals were very domineering, so their weapons were infected with the unlucky ones who bullied the weak and Tian Maoping was very lucky. If they lasted, they might not be able to protect their true energy.

The Impermanent Ghost Ring never gave up its desire for power. The spirit of the rune sword is a great supplement. Even if it takes one-third of its spiritual energy, its overall strength will increase. After consuming a small part of its evil energy, the purple killing sword finally successfully shakes the spirit of the weapon, thus giving the devouring an opportunity to take advantage of.

The inconspicuous ghost rings have produced spots of light, which are very few at first, but gradually more. This is the original power of the instrument spirit. To put it bluntly, it is also a kind of energy that has been specially suppressed.

At present, Xuan Ji was eager to obtain external energy, so she distributed a large amount of spiritual energy to swallow without hesitation, and immediately entered the trap.

A few small bubbles appeared around him, and the Impermanent Ghost Ring suddenly became fierce, instantly swallowing the spots of light decomposed by the rune sword.

Tian Maoping was excited and praised: "Good, old ghost!"

The rune sword's pressure was greatly reduced, so I took this opportunity to quickly stab the purple killing sword. The sword evil power was not as powerful as capital. Those runes were entangled by purple flocculent light bodies. The two extraordinary divine swords couldn't help but resonate with each other, and the sword intent pointed straight to the sky. Mr. Máo, who was resisting Wang Dakui's crazy attack outside, was in a state of uneasiness.

Xuan Ji - Ancient cultivator's rune sword became famous. The original owner is only one step away from ascension. The body tempering naturally reaches the level of perfect fire. If it weren't for the fall of the world, how could it be ordinary people?

Purple Kill - The current practitioners do not produce flying swords in the world. The complexity of the sword veins is extremely rare. Later, it was repaired and maintained by Tian Maoping. The sharpness of the whole world is beyond the limit. It is a wonderful way to evolve with the sword evil.

The two swords were shocking, like beasts colliding together in the vast land. The steam of steam steamed the wilderness turned into a sè, and soon the dark clouds were covered with darkness, covering the stars in the sky.

The drizzle outlines the night view of Miméng, and no one knows what was born.

Gradually, the purple killing sword resonated violently with the rune sword, and Tian Maoping could hardly control it and was pulled forward. A series of yàn runes lit up and dimly around it. The impermanent ghost ring cowardly chose to retreat, absorbing one tenth of the spiritual energy, and it was extremely difficult to digest it. It is not the battle it can participate in at the moment.

The rune sword throws a vague figure, which seems to be the soul of ancient cultivators.

Tian Maoping came to the sword and saw an old man with Taoist bun on the projection. His wide robe showed a bit of extraordinaryness and a distinctive facial contour. His face was not clear. It was such an illusory appearance that made people feel awe. He had curiosity, but saving his life first. The purple killing sword shook horizontally, creating a grand bo pattern.

In fact, the old man from Taoism is a spirit of the weapon, which is contaminated with the aura of the original owner and can be condensed into shape. He appears at this moment because he is on the verge of collapse. The evil aura of the purple sword is not strong for him. As the saying goes, the tiger falls into the sun and is bullied by a dog. Now the years are very different from ancient times. Unless it is refined into a cultivator or provides several nourishing furnaces, it will fall into a magic weapon. However, the foundation of the immortal sword does not allow him to do that, and as a loser, he will naturally be deprived of the winner.

The infinite runes and stationery were lit up, and abundant spiritual energy rushed towards him. Tian Maoping was relieved from his exhaustion. The water pattern opened up a monster and left space. The old man from Taoist bun turned into a light and rain. The purple sword flew out with his hands and flew out with his hands. The runes sword burst out with bright light and shook so that people could not open their eyes.

Maybe it was a few seconds, maybe it was Henggu, the runes in the sky were annihilated, and the purple killing sword was already standing at the original rune sword position, but it was a little different.

Yu Yan was very excited and praised repeatedly: "I really didn't expect that the spirit of the rune sword automatically fuses the sword evil and generates the innate evil. This guy is so amazing. He chose to combine two into one and quickly realize the changes in the purple killing sword! The opportunity cannot be missed."

Tian Maoping slowly fell to the water surface, hugged the Zikill Sword and realized it carefully, and countless patterns were wandering along the sword veins, just like a master helping a young child expand his meridians. The slight hidden dangers left when he repaired the Zikill Sword were perfectly compensated, and the flying sword was essentially taking off. About three minutes later, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the Fuzhi soul summoned the sword sheath, and the "boom" purple sword returned to its original position.

Outside the town, the battle was moving towards a white-hot direction. Mr. máo was surprised that the other party was so difficult. He had no one under his command to use his disciples. He relied on the attacks of the organs to support the scene. Wang Dakui was indescribable and fierce. His body was covered with scars and was still brave. He glanced at the little girl next to him. He actually controlled the organs with his left hand and kept shining ice crossbow with his right hand. The long-range attack was all handled by her. Her high combat talent was astonishing.

Unexpectedly, the fog dissipated and did not see the slender figure. The team members couldn't help feeling sad. The momentum was quite big. Did the captain and Rune Sword die together?

Mr. máo turned his body and jumped onto the sailboat in the machine. He felt a little unsure and secretly guessed: "Ouyang Haotian suddenly disappeared. It is very likely that he would hide his whereabouts and prepare to take a quick blow. The enemy is in the dark and he is in the bright. This situation is extremely unfavorable, and I really have to be careful!"

Jiang is still old, and Tian Maoping did have this plan. However, the old guy retreated too quickly and lost the opportunity in an instant. He had to continue to hide in the dark and hold the Na Yuan Yu Bi to adjust his breathing, preparing to find another opportunity to take action. The loss of true energy was estimated. Even if the purple killing sword became extraordinary, he was not very sure to surpass the old hun egg.

Mr. máo snorted coldly: "Boy, can you escape if you left you? I didn't expect you to break the formation of the sunken earth today, but that's all!" After saying that, he pressed his hands down, and countless dark holes were rumbling from the bottom of the ship, and then a roar exploded rapidly, and thousands of mercies burst forward. Before, several team members did not defend themselves and were bombarded a hundred meters away. Most of the team members suffered heavy damage. What was so domineering?

Li Zhennan looked away angrily. Everything was made by the boatman. He was used to swallowing his anger. Even if he was good at strength, he would not dare to do it. But today is different from the past. How could he swallow this when the energetic team was destroyed?

Li Zhennan didn't think much. He almost instinctively took out thirteen silver needles from the vertex bag. The needles were pointed at the blood spots. How could he not have the skills of being able to be approved by Tian Maoping?

A burst of air rushed into the sky and rushed towards the floating sailboat.

The pupils shrank slightly, and he noticed the endless air rolling over. He quickly moved the defense formation with his fingers. The green light film at the bottom of the sailboat bloomed like a bud. The green light spiraled for several times and blocked the entire attack of Li Zhennan. The sword light collided with thirty-six brilliant fire dragons, and the air was reflected very brightly, and the strong wind stirred up the shadows of the fields.

A small figure rose slowly in the hunluàn, which was Xuanxuan. Since the little girl swallowed the spirit of the wise demon, her physical strength has risen sharply, and her divine power has also been greatly opened. She was severely injured in front of her and she was furious. Only the sound of "du, duh, duh" kept ringing, the Qixuan Ice Crossbow was in a row, and the huge recoil even caused some internal injuries. Thousands of ice arrows lined up in a straight line.

Xuanxuan’s purpose is very clear, that is, to break through the defense on the ship.

Compared with the defensive formations of the machine sailboat, the power of those ice arrows is too small. However, thousands of impacts at the same point are not so easy to resolve. Finally, the ice arrow cone penetrates a crack. Xuanxuan is very skilled and brave. The machine man created by the seal in his hand, created by the master Jingjing's heart, crashes away. At this moment, he fights life and death, and dares not keep any backhand.

The thin wings lived up to expectations, and passed through the green film and the mast. The boat suddenly made a loud noise and was hit hard.

When Xuanxuan imagined the ice arrows more and more, Mr. máo knew that it would be bad. When the agency flashed lightning, it confirmed this idea.

In the blink of an eye, the hull shook a few times and fell downwards. What's even more terrible is that there was a madman with red eyes in front of the ship. Seeing the person's position, he slowly raised his flying sword and condensed all his cultivation and slashed a dazzling incandescent sword light forward.

If all the attacks just now made Mr. Máo feel breathless, then the sword is now shocked. It is definitely a sword he does not want to face, because the sword of Zhigang contains countless divisions.

Without any suspense, the blue light film that maintained the hull completely collapsed, and a ten-meter-long hole was drawn from the bow to the stern of the ship. Mr. Máo was furious and put on a special arm. The narrow and bright silver claws attacked the south of Lizhen, and was about to remove the guy who destroyed his beloved warship from eight pieces.

Li Zhennan is almost exhausted, and the thirteen silver needles have unlimited potential. However, once this force is exhausted, the outcome will never be good. His movements become slower and slower, and he almost avoids the three claws in front. At this time, even his vision becomes blurred.

Wang Dakui exclaimed: "Lao Li."

Although I wanted to get up to save me, my body was seriously injured and even my scabbard was broken. How could I get there?

"Ding" a huge force repelled Mr. máo. Xuanxuan once again burst out incredible combat power at the critical moment. The flying sword, which was almost as tall as her, was trembling. His young hands were vaguely bloody. He resisted the urge to spit blood and threw Li Zhennan backwards, saving the person at a critical moment.

Mr. máo flew backwards back to the sailboat. The heavy loss of the hull can only be described as a shaking drop. It seems that the defensive formation cannot be fully covered. Shocked by Xuanxuan's strange power, his eyes stood up, and he muttered something. His clothes were robe shining with wind. He stretched out dense iron wires on the deck for repair. He raised his head and shouted in the air: "Little girl, don't blame me for being ruthless, you are looking for death!"

Xuanxuan glanced out of the corner of his eyes and saw a gathering of cold light. He felt a strong crisis in his heart. He flashed two or three meters to the side. He suddenly realized that he was standing by a light column. It was a strange bronze mirror of millstone size. The light emitted directly penetrated the earth, leaving burning marks on the field.

"Hey, dodge it?" Mr. máo was a little unbelievable. You must know that the Sky Mirror has always been his proud magic weapon. Even if he practiced until the first lunar calendar, he could not avoid it. Why did a little NV baby seem to be foresighted? He avoided so quickly?

The bronze mirror of the millstone suddenly disappeared, and Xuanxuan's heart surged again, and his body retreated at a forty-five-degree angle. A light beam slid across his head, burning the silk on his forehead. He was frightened and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

It is really not easy to deal with Mr. Máo. He is very skilled and tricky, so maybe Tian Maoping can barely deal with it.

Mr. máo's eyes were wide open. The first time he could dodge was a coincidence. The second time he could dodge was a problem. Some secrets must be hidden in the little nv kid, and the strange power was really hard to figure out.

Tian Maoping couldn't wait any longer. First, the apprentice dealt with very powerful things, and second, the old guy was very alert and could not find a phone at all. Unfortunately, his strength only recovered to 10% and was not an opponent in his heyday. Now he has no chance of winning. He can only take one step and count it one step, hoping to take the power of the Zikill Sword and fight for both losses. If he really has no choice, he will release Yu Yan to strangle him to death.

"Xuanxuan, let's leave for the time being, kids don't show off." A loud voice sounded, and Mr. máo was slightly stunned. He glanced at several places in succession, but couldn't figure out where the other party was.

The "buzz" Qingyin, purple sword light blocked in front of Xuanxuan, and suddenly the huge bronze mirror was slashed away. If you look closely, there will be a big and small sword mark on the edge of the mirror.

Tian Maoping's aura continued to rise, and it was quite unreasonable. Mr. máo had never faced such a strong pressure before, as if a sharp sword rushing into the sky stood in front of him. The sword energy emitted made people feel cold all over his body. The sword force emitted was like a mountain. He muttered for no reason in his heart: "I really saw a ghost today. Who is this kid?"

He was defeated by Tian Maoping twice, and Mr. Máo felt a little afraid. The invincible formation failed one after another. He did not say that he was not exhausted, but he still maintained such a momentum. Is he still a human being?

"It seems to be related to the heritage of the Ouyang family. You must know that Ouyang Beichen has been in the limelight recently. Wasn't he also an unknown garbage figure before?"

It is useless to think about more on the battlefield. The key is to see the true seal under your hands. The Purple Killing Sword has just merged with Xuan Ji, but has not evolved to the point of hiding the aura, and is connected with the master in terms of breath, so it makes people feel so surprised. In fact, Tian Maoping's condition is not optimistic. If he cannot fight, the team will only suffer.

"Ding...Ding..." The pleasant sound spreads over the wilderness. The purple sword foot can be called a magic weapon. Even though there are several layers of seborrheic clothes that have not been unsealed, its sharpness is rare in the world.

There are several basic tricks in "Sword Body Shocking" that do not require much real energy. Now that I have been used over and over again, I have a completely different feeling, which seems to be more flowing and uncontrollable. The sword is like a wild horse that breaks away from its reins, almost making the body sprint, which is really strange.

Mr. máo believes that his cultivation is much better than the other party. The difference can be judged by the age of the two. It is just that measuring combat power involves many factors. It cannot be explained clearly in just one sentence. Seeing that after seven or eight minutes of fighting, the opponent's sudden attack was storm and storm had no sign of reduction, the word "monster" could not help but appear in his heart.

Today is really amazing. Tian Maoping is getting easier to fight. He originally wanted to start with his usual moves and wait until he slowly recovered his strength and then he was not afraid to use his larger killer moves. For example, the supreme method of the Sword Body Falcon, but unexpectedly, the basic moves in "Sword Body Shocking Technique" became extremely wonderful. He was trying to figure it out while fighting, and it seemed that some root causes were heard.

Mr. Máo was not a fuel-efficient lamp there. As he turned his hand, several light columns were blasted out by the sky mirror. The sound was fierce. However, Tian Maoping's twelve moments of sword scabbard, and he paused gently whenever he reached a point, so that the master could use his strength to fly into a phantom. His body movement was in a mess, and the mirror could not stop him at all.

When the battle was over, Tian Maoping's eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted like a stimulant: "Haha, it turns out that there is such a wonderful thing."

Due to exhausting the true energy and fighting hard, the Zikong Sword was helped by the divine sword, so "Sword Body Shocking Technique" evolved to a deeper level, or this was the opportunity specially left by the master of the book so that the descendants could turn the world and turn defeat into victory at the end of their lives.

Mr. máo became more and more heartbroken as he fought. At first, he could see the opponent's sword shadow clearly. Gradually, the sword light became denser and denser, and his eyes could no longer keep up. With the sensing, he could not accurately locate the direction three times. The arm and claws of the mechanism could resist for the time being, but it was hard to say after a long time. More than a dozen new shallow marks were added to his body, and he looked a little embarrassed.

"Junior, don't bully people too much."

"Old man, how come there is so much nonsense?" Tian Maoping was so angry that he was in a good mood to inherit Ouyang's treasure. Unexpectedly, the old mistress in front of him almost died a few days ago, but he lost many good players tonight. He has not hated someone so much since he was recuperating more than ten years ago, and has somewhat recalled the blood hidden deep in his heart.

The devil's emphasis is on revenge. If you cut me off, I will give you two swords. Tian Maoping has been suppressing the devil for a day or two. It has exploded once in the Green Water Forest against the Intellectual Demon, which has relieved part of his mind. However, he is a person who grew up in the great family of Devil's family. He has been accustomed to eating strongly since he was a child. After several spiritual tempering, the devil's deep seeds can be changed. Now that the momentum is becoming water and fire, he has made up his mind to invade the devil's killing in order to kill the other party.

The pressure of the purple sword continued to increase, and countless sharp sword energy exploded around Mr. Máo. The hard mechanism arm left scars, and the whole body was suddenly swept by the purple storm, and there was no chance to distract the sky mirror. Moreover, the purple sword light appeared in fear and slowly formed a mysterious formation, giving birth to a sense of self-satisfaction.

The sword technique practiced by Tian Maoping was mixed with "Standard Steps and Self-Encourage to Become a Square and Round". This method is combined with "Sword Body Shocking Technique" and has miraculous effects. It is consciously or unintentionally integrated in daily practice. It has made a breakthrough in accidental understanding on the battlefield. The invisible sword pressure divides out a narrow space and traps the enemy in it.
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