Chapter 907

Long street willow deep lane.

That was before.

Thousands of willow leaves in the sea of clouds.

It's now.

The old patriarch turned his head to see the sea of clouds. A sword spirit slowly revived.

He paused for a moment, somewhat surprised.

The strange and familiar air of the sword made him think of the man he shot down from the sea of clouds. However, before he thought too much, the willow leaves became swords.

A willow leaf is a sword, so ten thousand willow leaves are ten thousand swords.

There are so many strange sword moves in the world. Most of them have no new patterns. But the old master still thinks that this sword is really unexpected.

Their sword cultivation in the world is a pool of stagnant water, which is hard to compare with this side.

This is not about realm.

There are other statements.

The old patriarch shook his head and no longer thought about it. He just focused on the ten thousand willow leaves and the ten thousand swords.

The willow leaves didn't feel sharp when they were walking in the sea of clouds, but only the old lord noticed that the willow leaves left behind a lot of sword spirit when they passed through the sea of clouds. These thousands of swords were actually weaving a big net with the sword spirit.

This is a common means, but the old patriarch laughed.

This is really the supreme means of kendo.

He adjusted his Qi and tried to see the green sword Qi which was doomed to be invisible. After a moment, he reached for the sword Qi that had already reached his body, then pulled it hard and tore it off.

Although he could not see the sword spirit, he could at least feel it.

Unfortunately, after those swords were torn off, the whole sword net did not show any signs of collapse. On the contrary, it became more impregnable after recondensation.

In front of the old patriarch, there were many.

These swords were aimed at him.

The old patriarch sneered and said, "no matter how far you go, you don't necessarily have the same fighting power."

As the voice dropped, he gritted his teeth and gathered his whole body Qi into his fists. This time, a dazzling yellow light appeared in the palm of his hand.

Han Lu has Lei FA passed down by Han Tianjun, which is the best way in the world. The old patriarch's clan is not better than Tianzong, but he still has his own secret method.

Powerful!

After the yellow light came out, the old patriarch put his hands together, and then slowly opened towards both sides. In the palms of his hands, a yellow light column was born.

The beam is not big, but it is just the size that one hand can hold.

With the old patriarch's hands open, the light pillar is a little bit exposed to the appearance of the exposed.

It turned out to be a spear!

A yellow spear!

The old patriarch held the spear, and the expression on his face was no longer the same as before.

Looking at those swords, the old master waved a spear without expression!

A huge air jet explodes from the point of the spear. The earth yellow light ball visible to the naked eye starts from the spear tip, and then collides with something in the air, making a huge noise. After the light ball explodes, the explosion waves push the sea of clouds far and far, making the place very open for a time.

There is no cloud!

It's a pity that the willow leaves are indifferent.

They are the swords of Liuxiang. They only listen to Liuxiang.

They may break open, but they will never retreat.

The old master's attack surpassed the sea, but failed to break the sword net.

This made the old patriarch a little surprised.

The whole world can let him fear the person is just Chao Qingqiu, but this has not yet appeared in the willow lane, how can suddenly become so strong?

Is it a secret or something?

The old patriarch didn't think much about it, because when the sword net was not broken, the sword net began to shrink. If he didn't break it, he would be pierced by the real sword.

The spear in the hand of the old patriarch was so brilliant that he threw the spear out as the net contracted.

The spear swept out several feet and hovered over the sea of clouds, unable to move forward.

The willow leaves gathered and stopped before the spear.

The old patriarch was even more surprised. If he had just tried before, he must have made great efforts this time. Why is it still so?

He was a little distressed, but before he was too distressed, the willow leaves suddenly dispersed.

The spear could not go on. The old patriarch took back the spear and watched the willow leaves turn into a road before his eyes, leading into the sea of clouds.

The next scene, enough to make the whole world of swordsmen tears.

After the willow leaves had entered the sea of clouds, a man in blue came out of the sea of clouds. He had no sword, so he walked out with empty hands.

Many people know him and know that he is Liuxiang.

But at this time, everyone knew that he was not the willow lane before.Demon min looked at this scene, silent for a moment, and then said with a smile: "really no change."

Six thousand years ago, in addition to the unique Kendo, LiuXiang's temperament was almost unique.

He is the strongest sword immortal, and naturally has the absolute confidence and pride of the strong.

Yes, the willow lane at this time is the strongest willow lane, which is the peerless Sword Fairy six thousand years ago.

He's back.

It seems a little abrupt, but it is reasonable.

If you don't come back at this time,

then when will you come back?

In front of the world, people's eyes are difficult to move away from the willow lane.

This is Liuxiang, a unique Liuxiang.

The old patriarch looked at him and asked curiously, "was that your fake body before?"

Liu Xiang said with a smile: "he is also a willow lane."

The old patriarch did not understand, but he said sincerely, "you are very strong."

Liu Xiang replied, "of course, I am a willow lane."

When Liu Xiang said this, Chao Qingqiu just came to the cliff again. When he heard this, he also laughed. Yes, this is Liuxiang.

The old patriarch didn't care too much. He just asked, "come to war?"

Liu Xiang shook his head, "wait a minute."

"For what?"

"Wait for my sword."

……

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Everyone looked at the willow leaves and alleys, so many people finished the young man with the sword.

After Li Fuyao handed out a sword, he and Han Lu were separated for a while. The two men were tens of feet apart. They were quietly regulating the Qi in their bodies.

Han Lu took a breath, some difficult said: "I look down on you."

His chest was severely damaged by Li Fuyao's sword and his lung lobe was injured.

Li Fuyao was not so good. He was hit by several purple lights before, and his whole body was full of wounds. If he had not forced his body to be sealed with sword Qi, he would have been a bloody man at the moment.

This war is the most tragic war Li Fuyao has ever experienced.

Maybe it's because Hanlu is really strong.

His strength is probably not only a secret method.

Han Lu said: "even if you win us, the outcome will not change much."

Li Fuyao reached out and pressed one of his bones back to its original position, and then said, "isn't it all the same? What do you do with all this nonsense?"

Han kneaded his head and laughed

While talking, there was a purple light that suddenly appeared behind Li Fuyao. Caught off guard, Li Fuyao was hit by the purple light, and he staggered and looked like he was about to fall down into the cloud.

Han Lu took advantage of this time to go forward, as if to kill Li Fuyao completely at this time.

However, he did not expect that a sword light was also born behind him and fell on him a moment later.

It's bloody.

Han Lu's face was gloomy.

Li Fuyao has already grasped the sword.

He said word by word, "never die!"

The intention of killing is awe inspiring!

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