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"Whoosh!" A bright red mang conflicts with blood, which makes the whole mountain of wanjianfeng red. Red, orange, yellow, green, green, blue and purple, the seven colors of the glow set off from the blood red light at the same time, as if it were a natural integration, and reflected into the eyes of the waiting disciples at the top of wanjianfeng.
"Damn, what is this blood red light?"
"Wow, what a beautiful seven color glow!"
"This. This momentum is so strong..."
Among the blood red shadows, there are seven colors of light, and a figure in white suddenly stands on the body of a blood red sword. On the other hand, the seven different shaped sword spikes in different colors on the handle of the long sword were particularly dazzling, which immediately attracted the eyes of all the sword Pavilion disciples present.
Not only that, the seven special-shaped sword spikes are still suspended in the air, and they emit seven completely different Xuanli Qi, which are integrated with the blood red long sword. The fluctuation of wunu Ziwei brings about Xiao Sha's fierce and terrifying sword Qi.
Buzz. Buzz
At the top of wanjianfeng mountain, all the disciples of Qifeng mountain range were in an uproar. All the swords and sharp blades on their waists trembled inexplicably, and they all gave out weak low sounds. All the disciples of the sword Pavilion can clearly feel the fear released by the long sword on their waist.
It seems that in an instant, all the weapons worn by all the disciples of the sword Pavilion were dumb. The blood red sword, which radiates seven colors of light in the void, has become the master of all magic weapons at this moment.
If you don't follow, you will rise and fall
"Matchless..." a light call, saw a white young figure from the blood red sword body gently vertical down. Immediately after that, they felt that the blood red sword trembled in vain and suspended behind the young man. And an invisible breath of the mysterious force of the wind seemed to fall from the sky. It suddenly rolled the body of the young man in white and fell on the top of wanjianfeng.
Gollum. Gollum
The red awn of the blood red long sword is gradually recovered in the sword body, and the seven color sword spike above the hilt is still dazzling. All the disciples of each peak on the scene were secretly relieved, and the swords they were wearing on their waists gradually became quiet.
"I've met the son of God Yao Guangfeng, the seventh peak of the sword Pavilion, was the first to return to his spirit. They all gave a deep salute to the white figure not far in front of them. Yao Guangfeng disciple's eyes are full of vigor and excitement at this moment. It is obvious that the extraordinary blood red sword has been completely seen by the public.
On wanjianfeng, there was silence. The rest of the sword pulse disciples of each peak all look very grim, staring at the sword nameless eyes full of fear.
After all, Qifeng sword pulse has always been fighting openly and secretly, and a swordsman is the right arm of sword repair. Now Jianming has come back from Jianzhong. It seems that he has got a great weapon. This is not good news for the other six sword vein peaks.
Whoosh, whoosh. Whoosh, whoosh
On wanjianfeng, before Jianming's reply, he saw the fog rising in the void. Seven old men in various robes appeared at Jianming's side at the same time.
"Tianshu peak disciple, I've met the master!"
"Tianquanfeng disciple, I've met the Lord!"
"Tianxuanfeng disciple, I've met the pulse master!"
"Tianjifeng disciple, I've met the Lord of the peak!"
"Yuhengfeng disciple, I have seen the Lord of the peak!"
"Kaiyangfeng disciple, I've met Shifu!"
"Yaoguangfeng disciple, I've met the master!"
With the figure of the seven old men out of thin air, Qi Shushu, the sword pulse disciples of each peak on the top of wanjianfeng mountain, knelt down. The eyes of all the sword pulse disciples of each peak were all glowing. They gave a deep salute to the seven old men in seven color robes in front of them and cried out in unison.
"Boy, did you destroy Jianzhong?" In the cheers of the tsunami, there was a cold and rough censure among Turks. The person who is in trouble is none other than the master of Kaiyang peak.
"Report back to the Lord of the peak, the sword tomb is the holy land of the sword Pavilion. The disciples just stepped in to seek opportunities, and the other disciples didn't know it!" Sword nameless embrace fist arch hand, to Kaiyang master respectfully gave a gift.
"Gulu!" On both sides, the bodies of the sword pulse disciples of each major mountain peak all trembled, and the people kneeling on the ground all looked at the sword nameless body in astonishment.
"Ha ha, boy, what did you get in the sword grave? Why does the sword grave collapse as soon as you get out of it? " It's also a voice of censure. The person who spoke is the master of Tianji. Master Tianji's eyes are full of chill. He stares at the sword with a sneer and asks."Ha ha, I'm happy to enter the sword grave. This is the rule passed down by the sword Pavilion for thousands of years. Are you going to break the rule, elder martial brother? " Shaking the light, the man is not smiling. He turns his eyes to the covetous peaks around him, and the voice of the main peak is indifferent.
"Younger martial brother, the sword grave has been destroyed, and the forbidden area of our sword Pavilion is no longer. This matter is related to the prosperity of our sword Pavilion. Why don't we ask? " Yuheng peak master Yuheng's face was grim, and he also asked.
"Well, you've agreed to make trouble together?" Master Yao Guang's face was extremely ugly. He looked at the poor face of the other seven peaks around him and hummed coldly.
"Ha ha, younger martial brother, that's not true. We just want to know what happened in the sword tomb, or we should make plans for our sword Pavilion! Is it hard for us old fellows to be greedy for the baby they get? " Master Tianxuan, the leader of Tianxuan peak, gently shakes his head and laughs at the crowd.
"Ha ha, you can't say too much!" Master Yaoguang still doesn't give up. He counsels the master of Tianxuan peak again.
"Enough, don't you feel ashamed in front of all the disciples?" As the person in charge of the sword Pavilion, the face of the first peak Lord Tianshu suddenly sank. The opinions of the surrounding peaks were all kept silent, and their expressions and attitudes obviously converged a lot. Then he saw that the man on Tianshu frowned slightly and looked at the sword not far away for a long time.
"Headmaster elder martial brother..." master Yao Guang's face is very ugly. He says without fear that he wants to interrupt master Tianshu's gaze at the sword.
"What did you do in the sword grave?" Master Tianshu directly ignored master Yaoguang's existence. His eyes were like a sharp blade, staring at the unknown sword and making a sound in public.
"Gulu!" There was a wriggle in the nameless throat of the sword, and the sweat on the cold face of the whole person was dripping. It seems that the whole body of sword nameless is watched by a thousand pairs of eyes at the same time. It seems that his every move can't escape each other's eyes. In the void, others seem to have no feelings, but the sword is nameless, but it seems that there are countless Xiaosha swords all over the sky aiming at themselves. It seems that if you dare to say no, these horrible Xiaosha swords will turn into thousands of swords and fly down at the same time, which will end up on the top of the ten thousand sword peak on the spot... < br > in the middle of the void, the sword is nameless
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"Whoosh!" A bright red mang conflicts with blood, which makes the whole mountain of wanjianfeng red. Red, orange, yellow, green, green, blue and purple, the seven colors of the glow set off from the blood red light at the same time, as if it were a natural integration, and reflected into the eyes of the waiting disciples at the top of wanjianfeng.
"Damn, what is this blood red light?"
"Wow, what a beautiful seven color glow!"
"This. This momentum is so strong..."
Among the blood red shadows, there are seven colors of light, and a figure in white suddenly stands on the body of a blood red sword. On the other hand, the seven different shaped sword spikes in different colors on the handle of the long sword were particularly dazzling, which immediately attracted the eyes of all the sword Pavilion disciples present.
Not only that, the seven special-shaped sword spikes are still suspended in the air, and they emit seven completely different Xuanli Qi, which are integrated with the blood red long sword. The fluctuation of wunu Ziwei brings about Xiao Sha's fierce and terrifying sword Qi.
Buzz. Buzz
At the top of wanjianfeng mountain, all the disciples of Qifeng mountain range were in an uproar. All the swords and sharp blades on their waists trembled inexplicably, and they all gave out weak low sounds. All the disciples of the sword Pavilion can clearly feel the fear released by the long sword on their waist.
It seems that in an instant, all the weapons worn by all the disciples of the sword Pavilion were dumb. The blood red sword, which radiates seven colors of light in the void, has become the master of all magic weapons at this moment.
If you don't follow, you will rise and fall
"Matchless..." a light call, saw a white young figure from the blood red sword body gently vertical down. Immediately after that, they felt that the blood red sword trembled in vain and suspended behind the young man. And an invisible breath of the mysterious force of the wind seemed to fall from the sky. It suddenly rolled the body of the young man in white and fell on the top of wanjianfeng.
Gollum. Gollum
The red awn of the blood red long sword is gradually recovered in the sword body, and the seven color sword spike above the hilt is still dazzling. All the disciples of each peak on the scene were secretly relieved, and the swords they were wearing on their waists gradually became quiet.
"I've met the son of God Yao Guangfeng, the seventh peak of the sword Pavilion, was the first to return to his spirit. They all gave a deep salute to the white figure not far in front of them. Yao Guangfeng disciple's eyes are full of vigor and excitement at this moment. It is obvious that the extraordinary blood red sword has been completely seen by the public.
On wanjianfeng, there was silence. The rest of the sword pulse disciples of each peak all look very grim, staring at the sword nameless eyes full of fear.
After all, Qifeng sword pulse has always been fighting openly and secretly, and a swordsman is the right arm of sword repair. Now Jianming has come back from Jianzhong. It seems that he has got a great weapon. This is not good news for the other six sword vein peaks.
Whoosh, whoosh. Whoosh, whoosh
On wanjianfeng, before Jianming's reply, he saw the fog rising in the void. Seven old men in various robes appeared at Jianming's side at the same time.
"Tianshu peak disciple, I've met the master!"
"Tianquanfeng disciple, I've met the Lord!"
"Tianxuanfeng disciple, I've met the pulse master!"
"Tianjifeng disciple, I've met the Lord of the peak!"
"Yuhengfeng disciple, I have seen the Lord of the peak!"
"Kaiyangfeng disciple, I've met Shifu!"
"Yaoguangfeng disciple, I've met the master!"
With the figure of the seven old men out of thin air, Qi Shushu, the sword pulse disciples of each peak on the top of wanjianfeng mountain, knelt down. The eyes of all the sword pulse disciples of each peak were all glowing. They gave a deep salute to the seven old men in seven color robes in front of them and cried out in unison.
"Boy, did you destroy Jianzhong?" In the cheers of the tsunami, there was a cold and rough censure among Turks. The person who is in trouble is none other than the master of Kaiyang peak.
"Report back to the Lord of the peak, the sword tomb is the holy land of the sword Pavilion. The disciples just stepped in to seek opportunities, and the other disciples didn't know it!" Sword nameless embrace fist arch hand, to Kaiyang master respectfully gave a gift.
"Gulu!" On both sides, the bodies of the sword pulse disciples of each major mountain peak all trembled, and the people kneeling on the ground all looked at the sword nameless body in astonishment.
"Ha ha, boy, what did you get in the sword grave? Why does the sword grave collapse as soon as you get out of it? " It's also a voice of censure. The person who spoke is the master of Tianji. Master Tianji's eyes are full of chill. He stares at the sword with a sneer and asks."Ha ha, I'm happy to enter the sword grave. This is the rule passed down by the sword Pavilion for thousands of years. Are you going to break the rule, elder martial brother? " Shaking the light, the man is not smiling. He turns his eyes to the covetous peaks around him, and the voice of the main peak is indifferent.
"Younger martial brother, the sword grave has been destroyed, and the forbidden area of our sword Pavilion is no longer. This matter is related to the prosperity of our sword Pavilion. Why don't we ask? " Yuheng peak master Yuheng's face was grim, and he also asked.
"Well, you've agreed to make trouble together?" Master Yao Guang's face was extremely ugly. He looked at the poor face of the other seven peaks around him and hummed coldly.
"Ha ha, younger martial brother, that's not true. We just want to know what happened in the sword tomb, or we should make plans for our sword Pavilion! Is it hard for us old fellows to be greedy for the baby they get? " Master Tianxuan, the leader of Tianxuan peak, gently shakes his head and laughs at the crowd.
"Ha ha, you can't say too much!" Master Yaoguang still doesn't give up. He counsels the master of Tianxuan peak again.
"Enough, don't you feel ashamed in front of all the disciples?" As the person in charge of the sword Pavilion, the face of the first peak Lord Tianshu suddenly sank. The opinions of the surrounding peaks were all kept silent, and their expressions and attitudes obviously converged a lot. Then he saw that the man on Tianshu frowned slightly and looked at the sword not far away for a long time.
"Headmaster elder martial brother..." master Yao Guang's face is very ugly. He says without fear that he wants to interrupt master Tianshu's gaze at the sword.
"What did you do in the sword grave?" Master Tianshu directly ignored master Yaoguang's existence. His eyes were like a sharp blade, staring at the unknown sword and making a sound in public.
"Gulu!" There was a wriggle in the nameless throat of the sword, and the sweat on the cold face of the whole person was dripping. It seems that the whole body of sword nameless is watched by a thousand pairs of eyes at the same time. It seems that his every move can't escape each other's eyes. In the void, others seem to have no feelings, but the sword is nameless, but it seems that there are countless Xiaosha swords all over the sky aiming at themselves. It seems that if you dare to say no, these horrible Xiaosha swords will turn into thousands of swords and fly down at the same time, which will end up on the top of the ten thousand sword peak on the spot... < br > in the middle of the void, the sword is nameless
"Whoosh!" A bright red mang conflicts with blood, which makes the whole mountain of wanjianfeng red. Red, orange, yellow, green, green, blue and purple, the seven colors of the glow set off from the blood red light at the same time, as if it were a natural integration, and reflected into the eyes of the waiting disciples at the top of wanjianfeng. "Damn, what is this blood red light?" "Wow, what a beautiful seven color glow!" "This. This momentum is so strong..." Among the blood red shadows, there are seven colors of light, and a figure in white suddenly stands on the body of a blood red sword. On the other hand, the seven different shaped sword spikes in different colors on the handle of the long sword were particularly dazzling, which immediately attracted the eyes of all the sword Pavilion disciples present. Not only that, the seven special-shaped sword spikes are still suspended in the air, and they emit seven completely different Xuanli Qi, which are integrated with the blood red long sword. The fluctuation of wunu Ziwei brings about Xiao Sha's fierce and terrifying sword Qi. Buzz. Buzz At the top of wanjianfeng mountain, all the disciples of Qifeng mountain range were in an uproar. All the swords and sharp blades on their waists trembled inexplicably, and they all gave out weak low sounds. All the disciples of the sword Pavilion can clearly feel the fear released by the long sword on their waist. It seems that in an instant, all the weapons worn by all the disciples of the sword Pavilion were dumb. The blood red sword, which radiates seven colors of light in the void, has become the master of all magic weapons at this moment. If you don't follow, you will rise and fall "Matchless..." a light call, saw a white young figure from the blood red sword body gently vertical down. Immediately after that, they felt that the blood red sword trembled in vain and suspended behind the young man. And an invisible breath of the mysterious force of the wind seemed to fall from the sky. It suddenly rolled the body of the young man in white and fell on the top of wanjianfeng. Gollum. Gollum The red awn of the blood red long sword is gradually recovered in the sword body, and the seven color sword spike above the hilt is still dazzling. All the disciples of each peak on the scene were secretly relieved, and the swords they were wearing on their waists gradually became quiet. "I've met the son of God Yao Guangfeng, the seventh peak of the sword Pavilion, was the first to return to his spirit. They all gave a deep salute to the white figure not far in front of them. Yao Guangfeng disciple's eyes are full of vigor and excitement at this moment. It is obvious that the extraordinary blood red sword has been completely seen by the public. On wanjianfeng, there was silence. The rest of the sword pulse disciples of each peak all look very grim, staring at the sword nameless eyes full of fear. After all, Qifeng sword pulse has always been fighting openly and secretly, and a swordsman is the right arm of sword repair. Now Jianming has come back from Jianzhong. It seems that he has got a great weapon. This is not good news for the other six sword vein peaks. Whoosh, whoosh. Whoosh, whoosh On wanjianfeng, before Jianming's reply, he saw the fog rising in the void. Seven old men in various robes appeared at Jianming's side at the same time. "Tianshu peak disciple, I've met the master!" "Tianquanfeng disciple, I've met the Lord!" "Tianxuanfeng disciple, I've met the pulse master!" "Tianjifeng disciple, I've met the Lord of the peak!" "Yuhengfeng disciple, I have seen the Lord of the peak!" "Kaiyangfeng disciple, I've met Shifu!" "Yaoguangfeng disciple, I've met the master!" With the figure of the seven old men out of thin air, Qi Shushu, the sword pulse disciples of each peak on the top of wanjianfeng mountain, knelt down. The eyes of all the sword pulse disciples of each peak were all glowing. They gave a deep salute to the seven old men in seven color robes in front of them and cried out in unison. "Boy, did you destroy Jianzhong?" In the cheers of the tsunami, there was a cold and rough censure among Turks. The person who is in trouble is none other than the master of Kaiyang peak. "Report back to the Lord of the peak, the sword tomb is the holy land of the sword Pavilion. The disciples just stepped in to seek opportunities, and the other disciples didn't know it!" Sword nameless embrace fist arch hand, to Kaiyang master respectfully gave a gift. "Gulu!" On both sides, the bodies of the sword pulse disciples of each major mountain peak all trembled, and the people kneeling on the ground all looked at the sword nameless body in astonishment. "Ha ha, boy, what did you get in the sword grave? Why does the sword grave collapse as soon as you get out of it? " It's also a voice of censure. The person who spoke is the master of Tianji. Master Tianji's eyes are full of chill. He stares at the sword with a sneer and asks."Ha ha, I'm happy to enter the sword grave. This is the rule passed down by the sword Pavilion for thousands of years. Are you going to break the rule, elder martial brother? " Shaking the light, the man is not smiling. He turns his eyes to the covetous peaks around him, and the voice of the main peak is indifferent. "Younger martial brother, the sword grave has been destroyed, and the forbidden area of our sword Pavilion is no longer. This matter is related to the prosperity of our sword Pavilion. Why don't we ask? " Yuheng peak master Yuheng's face was grim, and he also asked. "Well, you've agreed to make trouble together?" Master Yao Guang's face was extremely ugly. He looked at the poor face of the other seven peaks around him and hummed coldly. "Ha ha, younger martial brother, that's not true. We just want to know what happened in the sword tomb, or we should make plans for our sword Pavilion! Is it hard for us old fellows to be greedy for the baby they get? " Master Tianxuan, the leader of Tianxuan peak, gently shakes his head and laughs at the crowd. "Ha ha, you can't say too much!" Master Yaoguang still doesn't give up. He counsels the master of Tianxuan peak again. "Enough, don't you feel ashamed in front of all the disciples?" As the person in charge of the sword Pavilion, the face of the first peak Lord Tianshu suddenly sank. The opinions of the surrounding peaks were all kept silent, and their expressions and attitudes obviously converged a lot. Then he saw that the man on Tianshu frowned slightly and looked at the sword not far away for a long time. "Headmaster elder martial brother..." master Yao Guang's face is very ugly. He says without fear that he wants to interrupt master Tianshu's gaze at the sword. "What did you do in the sword grave?" Master Tianshu directly ignored master Yaoguang's existence. His eyes were like a sharp blade, staring at the unknown sword and making a sound in public. "Gulu!" There was a wriggle in the nameless throat of the sword, and the sweat on the cold face of the whole person was dripping. It seems that the whole body of sword nameless is watched by a thousand pairs of eyes at the same time. It seems that his every move can't escape each other's eyes. In the void, others seem to have no feelings, but the sword is nameless, but it seems that there are countless Xiaosha swords all over the sky aiming at themselves. It seems that if you dare to say no, these horrible Xiaosha swords will turn into thousands of swords and fly down at the same time, which will end up on the top of the ten thousand sword peak on the spot... br in the middle of the void, the sword is nameless
