Spirit Sword Sovereign

Looking at the sound, the crowd saw a young man wearing a white long gown, about twenty years old, and the extravagant delicate and pretty. However, there was a faint sense of sharpness between the eyebrows. lion.

“White Mu Chen!” Teng Qing’s look changed dramatically.

The people who participated in this Trial are all Talents, but there is also a strong and weak point between Talent.

This Bai Muchen, from the Tianfeng Imperial Dynasty, is a young man, but he has already become famous.

This person is five years old beginning Xi Jian, in just ten years, the sword has lost countless, becoming the Tianfeng Imperial Dynasty First Sword guest.

Later, he left the Tianfeng Imperial Dynasty, wandering between the major Imperial Dynasty, not only to make the sword technique more sharp, but also his own cultivation base, has also made great progress, has reached the Earth Spirit Ninth Level.

The Fangshi is a man of overbearing arrogance. If the ordinary person is so ridiculous, he has already started to kill, but against Bai Muchen, he has some taboos, and he will not win.

“White Mu Chen, I remember your words.” Fang Shi’s voice as cold as ice and frost.

“could it be that I am afraid that you will not be?” Bai Muchen disdained said, and then his Martial Spirit burst out, it is a soft sword, the whole body is dark-green color, the sword edge is like a snake, gloomy and cold The sword light is permeated in the void.

“Bai Muchen’s Martial Spirit, named Dark Bijian, is in the Fifth Grade level and can be hidden in Dark without a sound. A sword will be dyed with blood, and few people will be able to withstand it.”

Teng Qing stepped back a few steps and was extremely afraid of Bai Muchen. He said: “I heard rumors. Some time ago, Bai Muchen personally killed an expert of Half-step Heavenly Spirit, his sword technique, Ghost Spirit. Unpredictable, I have already touched the threshold of the combination of human and sword.”

“There is a saying that the sword is one, and there is a threshold?”

Chu Xingyun Mo Ran, he felt the color of worship from Teng Qing’s gaze. The crowd around him looked at Bai Muchen’s eyes and was full of awe. This scene made him smile.

In the field of vision, Fang Shi’s entire face became somber, coldly waiting for Bai Muchen, while the latter, without fear, the dark sword Martial Spirit suspended in the air, full of high-priced battle intent.

Both of them are the famous Talent characters. The collision of the momentum makes the atmosphere of the space solidify.

At this time, in the void, several white clothed females appeared, and if Fairy Maiden walked out, they came to the crowd.

The eyes of the crowd suddenly looked at them, and their eyes were not blind.

I saw these white women’s headed by, standing a young woman, dressed in White Garment, waist with a show sword, exquisite perfect facial features, actually reveals a bit of British, standing upright, seems to have a touch of English Sword qi, Ling is in the sky.

This woman, too beautiful, stunning out of this world, without a trace of human fireworks, standing there, it makes people gradually shape.

“You two have not broken the sword, and you are mad at it here. If you return to the feathers, wouldn’t you be a laughing stock for everyone?” The woman’s mouth smashed a slap in the face, and the words were fluent, not afraid of the two. people.

Fang Shi and Bai Muchen both regained their breath. At each station, their eyes were full of fiery colors.

“If I can get a smile, I am willing to laugh at the people.” Bai Muchen bowed his hand and bowed, and when he opened his mouth, he boldly showed his love in his heart.

“rhetoric!”

Fang Shi sneered, not much nonsense, striding into the arena.

He walked to the front of the sword monument, and then glanced at the summer Qingcheng, his tongue moved, revealing a greedy look, making the crowd face anger, but Xia Qingcheng himself, but no ordinary look, double eyes gazing at the sword monument, directly ignore the square lion.

“When I break the sword, you are the one who is my lion.” Fang Shi laughed loudly, turned around, his eyes changed, and the sword edge came out of the sheath. In an instant, the violent sword qi rolled and roared. Cut everything, wrapped in the storm of terrifying swords, sweeping the sky.

“A good and powerful sword qi,” the crowd was deeply shocked. This lion, although born with arrogance, is extremely strong.

Xiū xiū xiū !

The violent swordsmanship was particularly harsh, and the Fangshi stepped forward. The sword edge swept the move toward the sword. The light was thick and the sword was pressed, and the arena made a humming sound.

Ka-cha !

The sword light blooms, and when it touches the sword, it rushes out like a flood. However, the whole sword is still standing still, and the smooth and straight monument is not traced.

“How is it possible?” Fang Xi looked stunned, and sword qi did not disappear, once again launched the offensive.

But the end result is still the same, no matter how violent his sword qi, the sword monument, there is still no slight reaction.

“Failure is a failure, no matter how many times you try, the result is still the same.” At this time, Bai Muchen plunged into the arena, the voice mixed with spicy sarcasm, so that the face of the lion rushed a killing intent.

However, he didn’t make a make a move, just glanced at it and retired the arena.

After the Fangshi left, Bai Muchen came to the front of the sword monument, and his mind was slightly moved. The dark sword Martial Spirit condensed into essence, falling on his palm, the sword did not move, but the gloomy and cold sword qi, but let anyone I can feel it myself.

“Swords!”

A touch of singular sword qi pervasive, will cover the Martial Dao arena group, the next moment, Bai Muchen walked forward, every step, there is an infinite sword qi release, his fingers constantly point out, that terrifying sword qi It seems to be superimposed, and it is more and more sorghum.

“This Bai Muchen is not bad.” Chu Xingyun saw this scene and smiled a little, letting Teng Qing beside him, I don’t know what it means.

Subsequently, Bai Muchen’s footsteps stopped, the sword tip explored, and the sword was stabbed with a strange sword, with the lion’s violent sword qi, with a completely different difference.

Slamming!

The sword tip touches the monument, and the sword qi is distributed, so that the whole sword monument begins to tremble, and a very thin sword mark appears in the eyes of everyone. Although fuzzy, it is really exquisite.

The summer Qingcheng, which has been expressionless, was also shocked by this scene. The eyes burned and looked at the past. However, this sword mark just disappeared and disappeared. The monument stopped shaking and it seemed that there was never any movement.

As for Bai Muchen, the whole face became very pale, and even a few steps back, it was only to stand firm, it seems to consume a lot, even the dark sword in the hand is bleak.

“Qingcheng Princess, let you down.” Bai Muchen’s look is a bit stunned, lifts the head, but seeing that Qingcheng is staring at him, with a glow, lightly said: “Try your best.”

The four-character export, Bai Muchen stunned the whole person, kneeling in the same place, the crowd below arena, including the square lion, the heart ignited the fire.

Xia Qingcheng, the cold nature of the cold, rarely talk to other men, but just now, Xia Qingcheng actually talked with Bai Muchen, although only four words, but still enviable.

Bai Muchen quickly returned to the world, and everyone’s eyes were so proud that he would take the opportunity to flatter Xiacheng.

At this moment, under the arena, suddenly a figure came out.

This figure is a young man with a handsome body, a ridge like a sword, and a black long hair. He has a perfect and handsome face, which makes the handsome white Mu Chen feel a little eclipsed.

Limpid autumn water is God, beautiful as a crown jade.

These two words seem to be born for this person.