Ling Yun and Pei Lixia are back-to-back. She is a little surprised that Ling Yun''s realm of refining Qi is not high, but he has gone far beyond his realm of refining Qi in kendo. The perfect combination of sword meaning, sword Qi and sword potential will form the sword realm. The size of the sword realm is related to the cultivation of the monk''s own soul, that is, the soul refining of three realms will completely form the sword realm, but Ling Yun has only two realms, He already has a sword field. Even if he had stepped into the three realms at the beginning, it would be impossible after he fell into the three realms.
But now the situation is, she in Lingyun two people are extremely difficult to get away, Lingyun tiny squint eyes, he is ready to borrow sword again, the bottom of his heart suddenly remembered a sentence: want to die you borrow.
Ling Yun picks his eyebrows. If he dies, Pei Lixia can live. It doesn''t matter.
"Boom!"
Ling Yun is trying to communicate with the fairy sister, but just at this time, in the sky where the wild world and Zhenbei city hand over, the clouds slowly form a vortex, there is a golden thunder flashing, white clouds rotating, gathered in the middle, thousands of golden thunder like a foil, a young man in a gray shirt, with a sword in his right hand and a sword in his left hand, lost in the chest, left leg slightly bent, Toe down point, in the thousands of golden thunder set off, slowly falling.
The hem of the long gown moves with the wind. If it''s not for the person, it must be called "a good man".
Zhenbei City Sword Fairy high climb, Kyushu world sword first!
"There''s a loud noise in the sky. Gaopan is on the stage. You haven''t seen me for a long time. Don''t miss it!"
Climbing lightly to the ground, the demon fly ash annihilation, farther down seriously injured, he, just one person!
"Ah, what are you doing? Are you fascinated by your grandmaster''s style?" Gao Pan laughed.
On the broken mountain of Buzhou, the handsome and unusual young man soared into the air, and the evil black Qi turned into thousands of troops and killed Gao Pan. Gao Pan roared, and his sword was three thousand li long. He stretched out his hand and pulled, and the clouds turned into a long sword. From the sky down, he shuttled through the battlefield.
Along with the young man, there was the eighth of the eighteen kings sitting on the mountain of Buzhou.
In the north of the town, the old man in the coarse cloth jacket also moved. He shot out like a sharp arrow, setting off waves.
After fighting, Gao Pan let go and fight. A hundred feet in front of him, a sword field enveloped the demon youth.
Shangwu alone intercepts the eight thrones. Ling Yun and Pei Lixia have a chance to breathe. They fight to get out of the encirclement and return to the city wall. Ling Yun immediately meditates cross legged, and a group of white aura comes out of his seven orifices, "poof!"
Ling Yun spits out a mouthful of blood, and his body shrivels quickly. Pei Lixia guards Ling Yun. His left hand subdues the demons, but his right hand is evil. He guards Ling Yun firmly in the center with a sword.
Liu Fei and Zhou Tong join hands to kill a ten realm demon!
A large amount of aura poured into Ling Yun''s body from all directions, and then discharged again and again. Only a small part of it could stay in Ling Yun''s body, and his body swelled slowly, but he was thinner than before.
Yi Yi is holding a demon clan head in her hand, and there is a terrible wound in her abdomen, "send him down, the movement is too big to attract people''s attention."
At this time, it is no longer a battlefield for young monks to be under the ten realms.
Ling Yun was carefully led down the city wall by Qi Muling and Tong Xin. They had never seen such a strange way of practice. Ling Yun''s vitality was high and low, and sometimes almost nothing. It was like he was doing business with Lord Yan. If he didn''t pay attention, he would have to lose his life.
Ling Yun closed his eyes and adjusted his breath. Even if he had the ability to cross the border to kill the enemy, he could not use all his strength. Just now, he had hollowed out his body and could not maintain his current state. In addition, the road backfired, and the flesh and soul were worn away. It was the method of luck in the secret of heaven and earth war that inspired his physical potential, but the pain in his soul, But it can''t be changed at all.
Although he has maintained a declining situation, his second and third gas refining situations are far away.
Ling Yun''s body is stronger, but he is very weak now.
"What''s the matter with him? Burning blood essence? " Qi Muling asked.
Pei Li Xia Dan said: "I''ve cut off the cause and effect, but the main road has turned back on me and worn away my flesh and blood. The battle just now exhausted his last strength to maintain this delicate balance."
"The road is not dead?" Baoya quickly covered his mouth, "it''s really lucky!"
Pei Lixia took back the scabbard to subdue demons and demons, and then calmly said: "I''m guarding him, you can do what you should do."
Ling Yun slowly opened his eyes, eyes sunken, cheekbones spit out, his voice hoarse, "I''m ok."
"I know."
Pei Li Xia light way, some angry, Lingyun can hear, but Pei Li Xia did not say, Lingyun also did not explain, "recuperate."
"I know." Ling Yun stands up wobbly and sees the quexie in Pei Lixia''s hand. The body of the sword is as red as blood, flowing inexplicable brilliance.
Pei Li Xia Dan said: "recognize the Lord."
"Very good."
Ling Yun took over but evil, whispered: "you can be much smarter than the Dragon elephant."
……
On the battlefield outside Zhenbei City, there was a world-famous battle, but only the people in Zhenbei city and the demons in the wild world. Gaopan fought against the young demon. In gaopan''s sword field, the young demon still had room to maneuver, and gaopan didn''t really kill him. He knew very well that he couldn''t kill the young demon unless someone else stretched his neck, Go to oneself near front, say: come, chop here, safekeeping can chop me to death!
Since the collapse of the ancient heaven ten thousand years ago, there have never been eleven swordsmen in the world, as if they had been suppressed by the road. However, a half step swordsman is equal to a half step fifteen step swordsman.
Martial arts fight alone on the eighth throne. Ling Yun taught him how to fight. In addition, he has been immersed in martial arts for many years, and his fighting skills are very popular. Since he has never been in any decline, the Jianxiu of Zhenbei city will also help him when he is busy killing demons. It''s not that martial arts are too strong, the eight demon kings are too weak.
It''s not that none of the eight did their best, or even 50% of their strength didn''t show up. It''s not that they despised martial arts. For any of them, it''s a great honor to be able to kill martial arts at their own feet, but at least not at this time.
"Why don''t Wu worry about the old sword fairy?"
"Because I didn''t do that on the mountain."
Ling Yun nodded slightly, and he continued to heal. Pei Lixia felt a little distressed, so he stayed by his side, just like he had been in Nanye before, blocking Zhu Yan for him.
She doesn''t think Ling Yun is afraid of her, so she won''t be desperate for her; Ling Yun is not handsome, not good-looking, and not very talented, but she doesn''t like him. She just likes him. When she was young, she walked alone through the mountains and rivers, and never bowed to his miserable fate, which is worth her liking.
Even if Ling Yun is a mortal, she will not mind, she can wait for him to go through a short life, and then do their own things; Even if not together, she will also look at each other from afar, in addition to Lingyun, no one can enter his eyes.
If one day Ling Yun dies in front of her, she will learn from his master. In this life, she only has sword and sword skills. Pei Lixia pats her face and stares at Ling Yun who is still meditating. How can this guy who has not killed himself and has not killed himself? Bad luck!
She traveled thousands of miles and met him; He came all the way to see her. Pei Lixia thought that this was probably the love in those stories.
The war is still going on, Pei Lixia put away these thoughts, quietly waiting for Lingyun to wake up, waiting for the end of the war.
The young man of the demon clan is called nostalgia. His Taoism is amazing. Gaopan''s sword is full of cracks. There are only a few immortal swords in the world. They can bear his majestic sword spirit and spirit, and they are worthy of his best swordsmanship in the world.
But there is also a kind of sword in the world, which can be used by him. That is the only sword way that belongs to gaopan.
Wan Jiansheng!
Miss coat into a sword, through his body, and then clothes burst, Miss suddenly covered with blood, but he did not care, let the blood flow, "the world a few fairy swords, you and step know no other, it''s a pity, this road, you are excellent."
The sword of all things!
In fact, there are few sword practitioners in Kyushu who can testify for 15 years. It''s one thing that the road is not easy to walk, and it''s also one thing that it''s difficult to testify. If you can climb ahead and walk a little further on the road of transforming all things into swords until you testify, maybe you can succeed. With his swordsmanship, it''s really rare in the world to match this sword. It''s hard to have an opponent.
When he climbs up with a shriveled mouth, the sword in his hand breaks down immediately. The fragments of the sword cut through the space and kill in all directions. The eight warlike thrones smash these sharp swords. They step back and fall on the city wall, which indicates that the war is coming to an end.
"Try your sword." Gao Pan said indifferently.
All over the world, many people know that the way of remembering Taoism is extremely high, but few people know that his most powerful is sword!
"As you wish!"
I miss taking out a long black sword from my belly to imitate one of the most powerful swords in the world. It''s tied with the Wanfa sword in Chen Diao temple. It''s so amazing!
Gao Pan took out his nose. He really missed the sword in his hand, which made people have a headache. Gao Pan stretched out his hand and said, "boy, use the sword!"
Originally placed in Lingyun''s hand, the evil turns into red light. There is only a red line outside the north of the town. Gaopan''s sword field shrinks, and his yearning sword field suddenly expands. Gaopan is in the sword field of yearning. What he sees is not the sword spirit, but the floating corpses of gods, the tomb of ten thousand swords, the vicissitudes of life and the stagnation of time and space.
"Put away the sword field, for fear of being broken by me?"
"Reciprocity, so as not to say that your father bullied me!"
You are in my sword domain. You will not die with my sword. You are powerful!
I''m in the realm of your sword. It''s OK to take your sword. I''m more powerful!
It doesn''t seem to take long to prepare for the memory. It''s like a child in the countryside wielding a sword at will, just like a child holding a wooden stick and chopping a rape flower. However, it''s full of force and more terrifying.
Gao Pan said with a smile: "so casual, afraid to kill your father and me?"
Gaopan also wields his sword at will. The body of the blood red sword is shining with blood color. There is some natural suppression to the memory, but this is not all. The nine sky clouds, the earth rocks, a mountain and river in the world, the sun, the moon and the stars are all my swords!
The battlefield outside Zhenbei City blooms a fierce white light, like a round of day, cold and hot entanglement!
Gao Pan flew out of the white light, hit the ground heavily, and sank into a huge pit. He flew up from the inside, spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and scolded: "Damn it, play a fool!"
What he said was that the old man of the demon clan cut off the heaven and the earth, making gaopan unable to use the sun, moon and stars of the wild world to transform his sword in a short time.
But he was not seriously injured, only slightly.
But even so, it''s not easy to Miss Gao Pan. He never thought that Gao Pan, who is the most famous swordsman in the world, had gone such a long way. He underestimated Gao Pan, who had already been overestimated. In addition to Wu you, he was the second young swordsman in Zhenbei city to go the furthest in kendo, It''s really unusual.
Although miss did not fly back out, but the injury is not light.