Chapter 1967

Zhang linghum's smile: "Ziyuan has been precocious since she was young. She is intelligent and talented. She is a rare all-round talent in cultivation. Wang Yuanshan himself is arrogant and a once-in-a-century genius. He chose Ziyuan as the successor of linggong sect for no reason. The reason why she didn't use it is to prevent us from being surprised at the leader's grand ceremony in the future! Hey, I didn't think Up to now, this orange child witch has forced her unique skills out! "

Zou Ping said in a low voice, "it's best for the asters to lose. Hum, look how crazy this bitch is!"

Zhang Ling was furious when she heard the speech. Her eyebrows stood up and she yelled at Zou Ping in a low voice: "Bastard! Do you think it's a struggle between various sects in the spiritual world? Now it has evolved into a battle between our Chinese spiritual world and the Japanese spiritual world. It's a national war! She lost a small loss, but she lost the face of our whole Chinese spiritual world! Besides, Ziyuan is all wrong. She is still a member of our orthodox religion in theory. At this time, in the current national war, we should focus on national affairs Important, sects should be the most important thing in state affairs, and then personal grievances! Unexpectedly, you say such words! Do you see the dog's stomach in the books you usually read! "

Zou Ping was scolded red in the face. She didn't dare to refute. She looked at the asters with hatred, lowered her head and stopped talking.

At this time, everyone looked at the field with concern, and no one noticed the dialogue between Zou Ping and Zhang Ling.

After seeing that Ziyuan broke the joint attack of her two war spirits and the dead, the orange child showed a trace of surprise in her face and said, "yes, she is worthy of being the first person in the Chinese spiritual world. There are two times!"

As she spoke, she recited a spell again. The two armor warriors crushed by asters gathered together again, and then another war soul appeared next to them.

The people saw that this man was different from the two previous war spirits. He was not wearing armor, but a white ronin's clothes, but his clothes were broken and stained with blood. He was covered with long guns and swords, like a hedgehog. In front of him, there were seven swords of different lengths. There were gaps on each sword, as if he had experienced countless battles and revealed a sense of pain Just fierce and heroic spirit!

As soon as Zhou Qin saw the dead appear, his heart suddenly seemed to be pinched by a pair of invisible hands and almost stopped beating. A sharp murderous spirit almost like the essence forced her subconsciously to escape!

Zhou Qin could not help but exclaimed, "what kind of monster is this?"

Li Yundong frowned and said, "this is tsuri Yihui, the most powerful swordsman among all the generals in Japan. It is said that he fought with the rebels before his death, resisted the rebel attacks in turn with one man for three hours, cut down seven swords and finally died!"

While he was talking, he saw the long sword buzzing in front of the dead. He jumped up, suspended in the air, and the sharp blade pointed at the asters, ready to go, murderous!

Zhou Qin couldn't help taking a breath of the air conditioner. She said, "there's another one. What can I do? Does the asters have to win?"