A sees Xu, B sees Hai, B sees Chou, Ding sees Yin, Wu sees Chou, Ji sees Yin, Geng sees Chen, Xin sees Si. Ren sees Wei, Gui sees Shen.

When two people meet, it's not like a fight between a dragon and a tiger, but like a hero defeating an traitor.

"Tell me, are you worthy?"

With his feet on the earth and his body molded by the earth, Zhao Shentong dragged his sword forward. With every step he took, his figure doubled in size. The thunder clouds in the sky, the strong wind on the mountain, and the blazing fire on the ground seemed to be assisting him.

What is the national seal? The life of a person is precious. The heavenly stems carry the earthly branches, and the four pillars carry the national seal. The destiny is fair, and the temperament is noble. Whatever you do, you will get something. With the help of auspicious stars, when you break through the obstacles, you can not only have the power of the palm seal, but also be the official palm.

real power.

Zhao Shentong was born with a good appearance, elegant features, and a handsome young man. He also grew a pair of gold bones and gold armor, a blend of water and fire, civil and military. In his softness, there was a naturally raised arrogance and masculinity, even though he now has a ferocious voice.

, they are all like upright officials eradicating traitors, heroic heroes slaying evildoers, young military generals protecting their families and countries, and as they speak, the heaven and earth are filled with righteousness, bright as day, and a blanket of light.

Qi Long was in it, and suddenly felt that the world was not allowing him to do so, and he felt ashamed. However, the shadow suddenly swelled, and the shadow as black as ink turned into a headless dragon corpse. The mountains were like bones, the ravines were like thin spines, and the dragon claws were dead.

Scratching the ground, the surface of the surrounding mountains shook, cracks appeared, and the rocks slid down like a thunderous roar.

Breaking through the gate of hell, the sun is at noon. An arrow hits the red heart, and the earth is empty.

The resurrection of the dragon veins is precisely to open up the sky, cut open the earth, and turn the vitality of all things in the world into one's own. The heaven and the earth cannot tolerate it? It is precisely to oppose the heaven and the earth!

Thunder and lightning roared, and between the dark clouds, a huge black shadow appeared and disappeared, shaped like a thin dog. The more frequent the thunder and lightning struck, the heavier the darkness became, and the clearer the shape of the dog became.

The ancient land of Zhongwu is a vicious place full of demons, mandrills, mountain spirits and stone monsters, as well as five evil spirits. It snows in June, blood rains from the sky, and living ghosts can be seen in broad daylight. This kind of place is rare to see.

Weird things like this are very common here, and some old witches even said that this should be the case. After all, this was a place of divine punishment in ancient times.

But even if it was so ferocious, such a huge phenomenon of heaven and earth, the earth's energy was so violent that it caused buildings to collapse, the earth trembled, and the thunder and roar of the sky killed countless wild beasts and domestic animals, it still shocked everyone.

You must know that although all the strange things in the past were terrifying, they rarely affected the lives of ordinary people. Otherwise, if war and chaos were not enough, coupled with natural and man-made disasters, the people in Zhongwu Ancient Land would probably have died long ago.

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In front of Heishan City, three hundred bear soldiers were holding heavy weapons. During the roar of thunder and lightning, their strong bodies remained motionless. They only occasionally comforted the frightened horses. It is worth mentioning that the tall horse in the middle,

Scarlet red, with a bridle and saddle made of pure steel chains, the beast's aura was so frightening that almost no war horses ran away in shock.

On the contrary, at the back of the cavalry, there were more than a dozen Feng Shui Taoists with pale faces. The leader, a middle-aged Taoist, closed his eyes tightly and murmured to himself, "Heaven sends murderous intentions, dragons and snakes rise from the ground. Humans send murderous intentions, and heaven and earth repeat themselves. Heaven and man harmonize.

The Nine Dragons Tribulation has begun; thousands of miles of mountains and rivers have met new owners; mountains and seas have reversed the universe; great calamity, great calamity!"

As a general of the border army, Xue Baohou stood in front of the gate of Heishan City, his face expressionless, the finger-guards of his new black steel armor slowly rubbed against each other, and evil spirits surged in his eyes.

'A king has moved for a hundred years, a saint has appeared after the Nine Dragons Tribulation, and the rumors concocted by the old royal family in order to restore the country, can anyone take it seriously?'

Amid the roar of thunder and lightning, the gates of Heishan City slowly opened, and the city's dignitaries stood in rows, fearing the power of God and even more fear of man-made disasters.

The soldiers passed by like a comb, the bandits passed by like a grate, and the border towns were conquered three times, not even a blade of grass grew!

The person standing opposite Xue Baohou was not the Lord of Black Mountain City, but a middle-aged man wearing an iron crown and a black robe with a dull face.

This person is Li Fuwei, the Fulong manager who is extremely powerful in Heishan City and is equally famous in Shannan Road.

The lightning flashed through the darkness, and the eyes of the Dragon Crossing the River and the Local Snake collided, and something that could burn brightly in the darkness came out.

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Qi Lung's large ring knife cut through a diagonal slashing route, six steps, each step shook his feet, and the rocks were shattered into small and large rocks flying. The power of the knife was even more explosive, and each knife could cut out

Sonic boom.

Wherever the two of them passed, the earth's energy swelled like a cell, and most of the mountain's surface was covered with cracks. The power of the sky, the power of the earth, and the power of man made knives.

Qi Long spoke first, his voice still carrying a hint of inhuman cruelty and majesty: "Give me your body, and I will keep your body intact."

Zhao Shentong's eyelids darkened, and the sword danced into a ball of silver light, defending more than attacking: "I'm going to eat your flesh, drink your blood, pickle the monsters, and don't show up to the table, pretending to be human."

Qi Long was furious, the golden light in his eyes was strong, and the gaze in his pupils became more profound and pure. The human and dragon merged into one, and the swords formed the door. In the door was the violent murderous intention of the dragon veins, like the frenzy of the river, one wave after another, transformed into

The quasi-shaped black dragon head collided with the opponent's white tiger sword.

"If it weren't for Dragon Vein, you wouldn't even be qualified to stand in front of me."

Zhao Shentong suddenly opened the door wide and let the blade strike his neck. Sparks flew everywhere. He held down the blade while exerting strength with his forearm. The White Tiger Sword also made a sonic boom sound when it cut the person. The blade shook as he was killing the person.

He rubbed the bloody dragon scales on Qi Lung's shoulders and wiped away a large area of ​​flesh and blood.

The corners of Qi Long's eyes twitched, the handle of the knife retracted, his right leg was pulled back to act as a bow, the veins on the surface of his skin bulged, the Bodhisattva seemed to be compassionate, but not compassionate, the edge of the knife was used as a muzzle, a wisp of cold stars transformed into pure land, and the Buddha's light was all three feet in front of him.

For a moment, the sky was filled with the shadow of a gun and golden light, as if a Bodhisattva was holding a gun with a thousand hands.

Possessed by the dragon's veins, his energy and energy increased infinitely, and this sword and spear actually had nine points of fire power from Zhou Zitong.

Zhao Shentong laughed loudly. In the explosion of countless Tao Qi machines, his body turned upside down like a top. In an almost unavoidable situation, he dodged all the knife shadows.

In a flash, there was no sound, and another bloody flower burst out from Qi Long's chest, from his shoulder to his ribs, and the blood spurted out.

"Your sword skills are pretty good, but they could be better."

Zhao Shentong looked at the leader of his swordsmanship and gave condescending instructions.

Among swords, guns and swords, sword skills are the easiest. Even if you know how to kill people, you can be a master of sword skills. If you can put your whole body's strength into sword skills, you will be able to achieve it. Those who can evolve the sword intention into the realm of Dacheng and refine the sword's Gang Dao Mang can be called it.

A master of swordsmanship from the previous generation.

It's easy to get started, but there is no way out. If you want to master the art of swordsmanship, it is no easier than any weapon. After all, swords are fierce.

Qi Long started to touch the knife when he was four years old, and took over the skill from the old horse bandit. In the past twenty years, he has been through mountains of swords, seas of fire, and dangerous situations of life and death. He has only achieved a small level of swordsmanship. Three years wasted, and he was as discouraged as death. Zhou Zitong continued to

The Gun Pure Land Buddha is immeasurable, Yan Yi enters the sword, and is halfway into Dacheng. All that remains is to figure out a set of matching sword techniques, and then he can fully enter the realm of Dacheng.

Entering the country like this, he can be regarded as a top-notch swordsman in Zhongwu Ancient Land, one of a kind.

Zhao Shentong holds the White Tiger Sword, and he cannot master the sword skills until a hundred breaths ago.

Forty breaths ago, the dragon and horse entered the sword with the two powers, and the sword skill was small.

Thirty breaths ago, I understood the intention of the white tiger to kill with the sword.

Twenty breaths ago, he evolved sixteen unknown sword styles and achieved great success in swordsmanship.

Ten breaths ago, the muscles and bones roared together, and the sword glow appeared in the air. The injured Qi Cong was certified as a master of sword skills.

If Qi Long accepted such a disciple in his later years, he would die without regrets; but if the other party was his enemy, he would learn his own sword skills, surpass his own martial arts, and finally kill him, and he would not die in peace.

Zhao Shentong's White Tiger Sword was made of innate Geng Metal. It was thicker than the Great Ring Sword, but when it fell on his hand, it was soft and smooth.

Geng metal brings evil spirits, and strength is the most strong, but when metal and water grow together, it is the right path of the Five Elements.

The knife in Zhao Shentong's hand slowly fell, and the blade was as green as water. When it fell into Qi Long's eyes, it was as if his mind was being sucked into the lake, and the scenery of the lake and mountains made it easy for him to sink into his bones.

Cold to the bone.

The vast white mist evaporated and then dissipated.

Blood was spilled from the face, arms, and chest, and the smell of blood was even worse than before.

Behind Qi Cong, the phantom of an extremely thick headless dragon corpse swayed violently, suddenly froze, and exploded into a blood mist that filled the sky. It then condensed, and the dragon's body was covered with knife marks.

"This move is like gold sinking in water." Zhao Shentong raised his eyelids and said in a deep voice.

When metal is cold and water is cold, the son will be strong and the mother will be weak.

The sword refines the human heart and refines the will. A master of swordsmanship can refine the will of the sword to the point of ups and downs, just like the human heart.

If you only increase your ability but not your brain, you will not be called a genius, but you will be guilty of having a treasure in your possession.

A true genius can refine his arrogance and murderous aura by improving his sword skills and brains, leaving only a vicious heart that resembles a Taoist heart.

Before Zhao Shentong mastered the art of swordsmanship, he regarded Qi Lung as an ant.

After refining the sword, Zhao Shentong regarded Qi Lung as his opponent.

The latter is ten times stronger than the former, and the latter is ten times more careful than the former.

Zhao Shentong drew his sword again, the blade was like the setting sun.

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"Geng metal is stubborn and blunt but tends to be strong, so if you are successful in making fire, you are afraid of the water town; if it is born in the southeast, it will be roasted, and if it is born in autumn, it will be bright in the northwest. The depth of the water will inhibit it, and the strong wood can make me hurt myself; if the Wuji stem and branch meet the earth again, I will not be able to do it.

If I bury myself every time I break through, how can I defeat the enemy's rising momentum?"

The pointer in the compass in Taoist Yu's hand quickly turned upside down and he raised his head. The frequency of thunder and lightning was three or four times weaker than before, but the huge black shadow of the Tengu was even more fierce, reflected in the rolling dark clouds.

According to the celestial phenomena, it is obvious that the Dog Food Day will be in full bloom tomorrow.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Taoist Yu was running around anxiously. The celestial phenomena were completely opposite to the hexagrams. This was the first time he had seen him tapping acupuncture points to distribute gold in so many years.

There was another thunderous earthquake, and suddenly, Taoist Yu froze, and saw the huge black shadow of the dog on the ground suddenly sprouting countless hairs in the flash of lightning. If you look closely, the dog looks like a wolf.

The forked hair is actually the shadow of thunder reflected on the ground.

"Lei Wang's tree is born with hidden roots. Dogs behave like wolves and quarrel with each other. If they are broken, they will be killed by Li Daitao!"

Taoist Yu, who was in charge of the formation, suddenly turned around and saw a gush of black water among the five hundred paper figures, like a drop of ink dripping on a clean white paper, quickly rendering it.

The paper man is tyrannical, domineering, and fierce. He uses the Tengu to swallow the sun and pin the power of the night owl firmly outside the mountain. However, as the wall blooms, the darkness spreads through the battle. Wherever the black water passes, the paper is contaminated and the texture of the flesh is

It was like the snow melted away, and the inhuman power suddenly blew away like rain and wind.
To be continued...