Chapter 34 The Disaster of Heaven and Earth

The sky began to clear up, and the speechless gradually faded away, and the lightning and thunder in the sky also dissipated everywhere, leaving a trace. The demon sun in the sky shone down its own light, and Dugu's eyes were shining brightly, feeling that life was suddenly full of hope: " boss, I suddenly feel that life is full of hope and light.

The sword clan looked at Dugu Caihua helplessly: "Just now it was just a demonstration. The real disaster of heaven and earth is coming."

"No way." Dugu hasn't finished his words yet. There was a thunder in the sky, and the dark clouds covered the demon sun again at a very fast speed. A flash of lightning came. The sword clan only felt a strong light flying by their side and quickly patted their palms. The ice and true air rushed out of their palms and formed a cold wall in front of the sword clan.

Before Dugu Caihua could react, he saw a strong light directly covering him, and then his body felt like he had been hit by something. Finally, he quickly lost consciousness and did not wake up.

A dark face, an explosive head, the purple clothes on his body look ragged, and a burning smell permeates the air around the casting sword tripod. Yes, this is Dugu picking flowers in the thunder.

The swordsman who used the ice and true spirit couldn't help but be stunned, and the casting sword flat clothes were not much better. Both of them were stunned on the spot. The cast swordshangping, floating in the air, took a look at the Dugu picking flowers on the ground and gave a white look: "It seems that God has long wanted to whip this person for a long time. This boy doesn't learn well."

The sword clan floated to the side of Dugu picking flowers and shook it; "Peeing flowers, picking flowers, picking flowers." Zhu Jianzhang in the air coughed: "Don't worry, this boy has a long life and is not dead."

"Ancestors, the disaster of heaven and earth is coming." Just as Zhu Jian Zhangping greeted the sword clan, Zhu Jian Pingyi saw a lightning coming directly towards the casting sword tripod.

Hearing the call of Zhu Jianping's flat clothes, Zhu Jianping turned his left hand, and a true air appeared in Zhu Jian Zhangping's hand. Zhu Jian Zhang Ping hurriedly greeted the true qi in his hand to the lightning he had cut.

With a bang, the casting sword Zhangping, who was bombarded with the lightning, only shook his body. The situation was obviously urgent. The sword clan put down the Dugu picking flowers in his arms and floated into the air with the casting sword flat clothes.

The dark clouds in the sky are gathering more and dense. The black sky makes the earth no different from the night. Only when lightning passes through the sky will there be this rare light in the darkness.

Listening to the continuous roar from the casting sword tripod, Xiao Yu and Shun snuggled together closely and said, "Sister Xiao Yu, are you all right?"

Xiao Yu touched the swordsman's head: "It's okay. It's okay. Don't worry." Xiao Yu took a breath and continued, "Sir's martial arts skills are world-class, good character, long and handsome. God will definitely pity your sword brother."

shun er muttered helplessly, "What's my sword brother, Sister Xiao Yu, don't you like the sword brother?"

Xiao Yu smiled and pinched Shun'er's face: "You don't put people's ears all day long." Xiao Yu looked around and said doubtfully, "Well, where's that beautiful woman?"

"What beauty?" Shun'er looked up at Xiao Yudao.

"Wanrong,,,, Wanrong,,,,,." Xiao Yu shouted a few times

"Sister Xiao Yu, don't shout. Sister Wanrong fell to the ground. In an instant, the light flashed and thundered, and I saw Wanrong fall to the ground.

Xiao Yu thought that Wanrong had an accident and ran over and hugged Wanrong: "Wanrong, Wanrong." Xiao Yu shook the Wanrong in her arms vigorously and said in her heart, "Grandma, you won't really faint. Can a thunder scare you? God, the good baby in the greenhouse. The next moment, Xiao Yu stopped.

Xiao Yu's hand touched Zhu Jian Wanrong's nose and stayed there for a moment. The beautiful woman in front of her was really strong. Unexpectedly, she fell asleep and felt the even snoring sound. Xiao Yu was speechless.

On the side of the casting sword tripod, lightning and thundered as usual. As for how Xiao Yu and others were doing, the sword clan could not control it. One after another of lightning directly hit the body of the casting sword Zhangping. The body of the sword spirit seemed much more illusory. With each thunder struck, the sword clan felt that the body of the cast sword Zhangping in front of him was weaker. Come on.

"There are still a few lightning strikes. Have you counted them?" Zhu Jian Zhangping shouted at Zhu Jian Pingyi.

"I don't count." Casting swords

"I hope it's not thirty-six Tianang, seventy-two heavenly disasters. Sixty-nine lightning strikes have passed, and three more lightning strikes can come out." The swordsman carried the true qi in his body and floated in the air.

Zhu Jianzhangping suddenly stopped and asked for it. At this time, the ice smell of the ice emitted by the ice mine was already thin. Zhu Jianzhang Ping took his body directly to the ice blade. While the body of the sword spirit retreated, Zhu Jianzhang Ping left a sentence: "You two, hold on, I will merge the body of the sword spirit."

The cast sword flat clothes were embarrassing again and asked the swordsman, "What did the ancestors say?"

The Soege sword clan jumped to the top of the cast sword tripod: "Ready to withstand it."

"Damn it, I'm so irresponsible." I don't know if it was influenced by its ancestors. When the cast sword flat clothes heard that he wanted to top himself, he finally cursed and scolded, but he still had to top it up by himself. The cast sword flat clothes carried the metallic true qi in his body and greeted it with the sword clan.

With a roar, a python-like silver snake bombarded directly towards the place where the sword clan floated.

Casting swords and flat clothes slapped their palms and said, "If anyone is a martial artist with electric meridians, it won't be happy."

The swordsman stared at the uncle who was still joking at this time: "It's boring."

"Ky, smile, ten years less." Before he finished casting the sword flat clothes, the lightning strike directly bombarded the metallic air in front of him. With a "bang", the cast sword flat clothes fell down like a broken kite. Looking at the increasingly confused swordsman in front of him, Zhu Jian Pingyi burst out again: "Grandma, you take me."

The swordsman did not reply, because time did not allow it at all. It was another lightning strike. This time, it was a little stronger. The thunder and lightning roared down and directly collided with Han Bing Zhenqi, and the explosion happened directly in front of him. The strong light was dazzling, the swordsquinted their eyes, their hands rushed to carry the cold ice and true air, and the palms of the wind patted against the last lightning strike.

"Bomb." With a sound, the sword clan felt that the true qi in his body was like a crazy pumping pumping away the true qi in his body. The body is very light and floating, and the internal organs are not ordinary pain. It feels like being paralyzed by the damn thunder and lightning. There were only these feelings in the mind of the sword clan, and then fainted.

"Brother of Swordsman,,, Brother of Swords."

When she opened her eyes, she saw a 16-year-old girl with a face that harmed the country and the people. She was no longer a small double peak, not an instant. The swordsman tried to adapt to the strong light. At this time, he was still lying on the ground, feeling the cold from the floor. The swordsman quickly got up and looked in the direction of the casting sword tripod, and saw a blue sword hanging on the casting sword tripod.

The strange cold breath has disappeared. Instead, it is a kind of peace from the sword body. The sword clan ran excitedly to the side of the cast sword tripod and grabbed the cold ice blade. A calm breath came from the cold blade sword body. At this moment, the sword clan felt calm and peaceful.

Of course, this peace is destined to be broken. Dugu Caihua has woken up, with an explosive head, a rotten shirt, and from time to time with black hands and digging his nostrils. Boss, how long have you been carrying it?

The sword clan took a look at the appearance of Dugu picking flowers, pinned the long sword to his waist, and went to Dugu picking flowers to help him clean it up. Dugu picked flowers and shouted, "My God, how did I become like this?" After saying that, Dugu picked flowers and fell directly to the ground.

Xiao Yujiao shouted, "Don't pretend to be dead." Only then did he stand up to pick flowers.

Wanrong and Shun'er were also holding the cast sword flat clothes on the side of the casting sword tripod, and the appearance of picking flowers alone made these girls laugh. There seems to be nothing wrong with casting swords and flat clothes. Just now, when the penultimate lightning strike, it was just because Zhenqi was not mentioned for a while. After all, most of the lightning strikes at that time were defeated by the swordsman.

The swordsman felt the true qi in his body. It was empty, and there was only a trace of white true air hovering around Dantian. The swordsman finally breathed a sigh of relief. It can be said that he deserved to be a blessing. Although he was struck by lightning, the last lightning strike also exhausted all the true qi in his body, so for the time being his life There will be no danger to life. Coupled with the ice blade, it seems that the true qi in the body can be suppressed for a long time.

The swordsman breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the cast sword flat clothes: "Uncle."

Casting swords and flat clothes looked up at the demon fire in the sky: "After lunch, let's go down the mountain."

Back to Zhujian Villa, on the dinner table, some good dishes were brought to the kitchen, from the Chinese Jiangzhou boiled fish to the Yi Shengdu steak, which is really everything. Shun'er took a fork in one hand and a knife in the other and ran towards the steak. The swordsman just picked up his chopsticks and took a mouthful of boiled fish. The delicious fish fell into his mouth. The swordsman felt that it was really one of the enjoyments of life.

Dugu picked flowers and ate quite poorly, grabbing a wolf's hoof and nibbling his thigh meat with a greasy mouth.

Wanrong picked up vegetables for the sword clan and said, "Brother Suo, are you leaving?"

The swordsman nodded slightly. Dugu Caihua took a look at Zhu Jian Wanrong and said, "Why don't you go with us, venture into the rivers and lakes together, drink and eat meat together." His eyes touched the plain on Wanrong's chest, and he couldn't help feeling awkward.

Xiao Yufeng's eyes were horizontal, and a pair of chopsticks knocked directly at Dugu Caihua: "Eat your wolf's hoof and don't care about other people's business."

Shun'er looked at Dugu Caihua's funny appearance, chewed the steak in her mouth, and desperately endured her smile.

Zhu Jian Wanrong chewed the tasteless rice in her mouth and looked at Zhu Jian Pingyi with great grievance: "Father,,,,,,."

"It is not negotiable." The casting sword and flat clothes were directly interrupted.

The swordsman took out a sum of money from his arms and pushed it directly to the cast sword flat clothes: "Uncle, this is a little intention of the younger generation."

"How can this work, virtuous nephew. It's just to repair a sword for you. How can you tell me to explain to your mother in the future?" As soon as he took the money, he apologized and said apologeous words in his mouth. He weighed that his nephew was really rich and 20,000 French coins at once.

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