Gu Zijing fell from the sky, and the sword on his body rushed away, and instantly shattered the clouds.

He looked at each other and looked down, making people feel that the pressure on the shoulders suddenly became heavy.

"Thirty -six days away, the Xinghe dream comes."

Tanzi mirror sounded, and the cracked sky was scattered outside. Those starlight turned into a looming star river, surrounded by around him.

Oh!

The same is the sword of the Xiaocheng Xinghe, but Guzi Mirror is much stronger than Zhao Wouji. He can only condense the Xinghe River in half a step, and enter the realm of Dacheng.

His edge is extremely sharp, as if the corners and hair are comparable to the most sharp sword in the world.

"The top of the Xinghe Swordsman Xiaocheng, Gu Zijing finally shot!"

"He can't shoot anymore. The twenty -year -old famous sword conference has to be flattened by outsiders."

Nympho

At the moment Gu Zijing fell on the Tibetan sword lake, everything between heaven and earth seemed to be conspired by him as the center. He was the protagonist of the world.

That momentum, deterred in the eight directions.

Lin Yun looked at it, and only looked at this person from the Bingyu Baoyu before, and couldn't see too much reality.

After observation at close range, I saw a little clue.

He is extremely powerful. This should be the heritage of the emperor's pro -pass. He has been practicing around the imperial figures for a long time.

Gu Zijing's Great Fang, looking at Lin Yunxiao said: "I am the emperor's pro -the biography, and I shouldn't have shot you. However, the talent you show is really terrible.

It is possible to close the disciples, so it is impossible to talk about fairness and unfairness. "

He has a high evaluation of Lin Yun. This calmness also shows his confidence.

Gu Zijing's expression was frank, and laughed: "I have been thinking about a question, probably I already know the answer, just verify it. I am different from others. I am the Bing Emperor.

The same to you."

This frankness made Lin Yun be vigilant.

He instinctively felt a fear in Guzi Mirror, and he had no one else before.

And the other party is extremely confident, you are very strong, there is no one in the middle, 500 years before and after the Wizards.

But I still dare to come, because I am confident than you.

"Hope like this."

Lin Yun retracted his thoughts and put his eyes on the opponent. This battle seems to be extremely dangerous.

Alas!

Without any politeness and temptation, at the moment Lin Yunyu, Gu Zijing took a step.

The magnificent and vast nirvana air injected his feet. He stepped out of this step, and the entire lake surface trembled violently.

His body appeared like a transient, and then a sword stabbed in Lin Yun's heart.

clang!

This time it was not a shadow. Mars splashed in the sound of golden rocks, but Lin Yun pulled the sword in front of him.

So fast!

Lin Yun looked at the other party, and was in a depth in his heart.

Alas!

The two of them disappeared abruptly, and the speed was as soon as possible that it was unclear. The attention and thoughts of everyone had a brief delay.

When the picture was seen by the eyes, the two had entered the next round of fighting, and then went to see it. The two had played against the third trick.

At this time, the picture in my mind is still the second scene.

This is quite mysterious, extremely weird.

Not only the space is staggered, but also the dullness of thoughts, forming a very rare sense of splitting.

So that time seems to be slower!

Bang!

Two swords on the Tibetan sword lake touched together again, the sound of the golden stone rose again, the sword light staggered, Mars splash.

Finger!

Lin Yun's old skills were re -applied. He used his mind and used his left hand to be finged into a bow, his thumb was pressed in the middle, and the bright light burst out.

Shenxiao sword tactics are urged, and a blooming flower on the water is blooming. As the waves continue to rise, the sea of ​​flowers is rippling.

Shenxiao destroys everything!

"Fenglong Finger!"

Guzi mirror was unwilling to show weakness, the left hand was condensed into a seal, the sword light bloomed, the water waves were rippling the golden runes behind him, and then raised his fingers over.

Bang!

The sword light burst, refers to the loud noise.

The holy sword in the hands of the two was shocked at the same time, and people stayed in place. These accidents did not interfere with them at all.

At the speed of Jinghong lightning, the two kept playing against each other, fisting, and the shadows were enough.

The two holy swords flying out still did not stop. Even without the owner of the owner, they were still confronting each other.

!!

Two holy swords around Lin Yun and Guzi mirror, constantly moving in the sky, like someone holds it, showing all kinds of incredible swordsmanship.

The people who watched were stunned and incredible.

What is even more scary is that the two who played against the lake are also very dangerous. As long as there is a slight pool, they will lose immediately.

People are confrontation, and swords are also confrontation!

"Shuanglong goes to the sea!"

Gu Zijing's wrist trembled, and the two white god dragons burst out from the bottom of the lake.

Shenlong surrounded his arm and roared towards Lin Yunlong, which was the power of Shenlong.

At the same time, it contains the will of wind and water, and the wind and water are perfectly integrated. In the sword potential blessing to the mirror of the valley mirror, it continuously clapped.

Even if this trick has been warned, it cannot be avoided. It is aggressive, and it perfectly uses the environment of the Tibetan sword lake itself.

Lin Yun was shocked out, and took several steps on the surface of the water.

"Come again!"

Gu Zijing smiled, a move of hands, and a huge wave of huge waves under his feet shouted with him.

As soon as he punched out, the sky was dragon shadow, and all the four sides were sword chanting.

As far as the eyes are, the sword light is dazzling, the dragon covers the sky, the sound of the wind, the sound of the water, and the sound of the sound, and it also brings strong oppression in terms of spirit.

So strong!

Lin Yun's eyes flashed in different colors. This person's martial arts will have reached a very clever state.

Not only can you use the square environment, but you can also mix mental oppression in the offensive, and it cannot be defended at all.

"Wan Jian Feitian!"

Gu Zijing laughed, stunned, holding his holy sword with both hands, and split down from the sky.

Boom!

The white god dragon's shadow is derived into the sword potential in this sword. This sword has the momentum of splitting the sky.

Lin Yun reached out to recover the funeral flower, turned around, and used Qiao Jin to avoid the positive offensive of the sword.

Then show a show, retreat from the side.

While retreating, the sword is more than just the sword, and the surgery is crushed with the sword light. Even if there are many parts on the body, there are many parts.

"Can't go!"

Gu Zijing laughed, holding the holy sword in his right hand, and the momentum was like a rainbow, and he was pursued.

"Wan Jian Gui!"

Lin Yunren was in the air, with a sword with a sword, and directly greeted it.

"Can't stop."

Gu Zijing was very confident. He laughed, and the swordsmanship changed again.

From zero the sword potential, at first glance, it is full of flaws, but if you look closely, there is no way to start. This is a general trend.

Lin Yun was shocked by this sword for hundreds of meters and fell on the water again.

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To be continued...