Chapter 71 The Awaking of the Swordsman

Chapter 70 Thewaking of the Swordsman

"What should we do?" Dieyiwu looked at the young girls behind her: "This Xuanhun Chasing Jade Martial Arts Heroes, the living power of our Dieyimen is almost all here. Is it possible that these girls behind me have become lonely ghosts."

"I'm afraid it's difficult to become a lonely ghost. I heard that men of the Yi nationality like to torture our women most. Men become gladiators, and women can only become toys." Zijian, the owner of the Broken Sword Gate, sighed.

The girls at the butterfly door all trembled when they heard this, and one of them asked sadly, "Master, what should I do?"

"I will kill you all before I die." Three thousand green silks danced under the aura of the butterfly dance, and a murderous atmosphere spread. Listening to the harsh words of the butterfly dance, Jian Xiao's heart couldn't help but shake: "Don't think so. Maybe there will be miracles. The three losers and Daojun Jiansheng haven't appeared yet. Although they don't know where they have gone, as long as the three strong men come, breaking through the Yi defense line is not like destroying and rotten."

"Then you should look forward to when they will appear." The butterfly danced with a long sword and stabbed, and turned his head to ask. At this moment, a huge sword came straight towards the butterfly dance, and the golden straight hair looked domineering under the light of the demon sun. A burst of white light flowed, and the tip of the sword flute narrowly resisted the direction of the giant sword. The butterfly danced and saw the huge sword in front of him. How could he hesitate? The long sword picked it out to Jack, the lord of the giant sword. Louis's lower body was stabbed.

"You are so careless." Jian Xiao sighed helplessly, pulled back the long knife, and slashed the huge black shield next to him fiercely. The knife light flowed and sparks splashed everywhere. At this time, Jian Xiao was already anxious like an ant on the pot.

Menghua Xianping behind pulled up the swordsman on the ground and held it back. In an instant, he asked eagerly, "Brother prince, what do you want to do?"

"Let's go back first." Menghua Xianping leaned the unconscious swordsman against the wall: "Flower, why don't you wake up?" After Menghua Xianping finished speaking, he turned his head and saw that the Dugu picking flowers behind him had disappeared, and only a little girl stood aside.

Shun'er stared at the swordsman in front of her: "Brother Prince, when will the swordsman wake up?"

After listening to Shun'er's words, Menghua Xianping shook his head: "The inside of Dantian is empty, and any true qi is injected into the sea like a mud cow, which can't shock the slightest movement in his Dantian."

"How could the sword brother be like this?" Shun'er carefully straightened the right hand of the swordsman and put it into his long sleeves. A pair of white shadows fell from the sky, and their long sleeves cooed in the wind.

"Senior Longyang?" Menghua Xianping looked at the people in front of him with some surprise, and his heart was even more shocked. Shun'er also looked at the two middle-aged heroes in front of her with a surprised face.

The two people who fell down are not the swordsman and who are they? Longyang Canjun left the sword clan and the constantly squeezed Yi army: "What's going on?"

Jianxiao clenched the long knife in both hands, and the tip of the knife split out diagonally, followed by a round of chopping, which finally cut down an Yi swordsman who had cut many knives to the ground. Jianxiao turned around and smiled: "Brother Longyang, you and your daughter-in-law finally appeared. Don't come again,,,,"

"You are still distracted." The butterfly dance opened a huge sword that cut into the sword flute.

Jian Xiao cut the swordsman mercilessly with a long knife in his hand. Longyang Canjun looked around: "Our situation doesn't seem to be good." Muyan, who was beside Longyang Canjun, nodded: "What do you think you should do?"

"What else can I do? We can only kill one more time. After Longyang Canjun finished speaking, he pulled it out, and the blade flowing with ice light naturally emitted a strong murderous atmosphere. Muyan's beautiful eyes swept around: "What's wrong with that boy from the sword clan?"

"Go and have a look. I've killed it. If I don't kill it, I don't think the Sanxiu will be able to stand it." After Longyang Canjun finished speaking, he rushed to Sanxiu's superiors. Of course, there was the smell of the corpse that rushed to his face. Longyang Canjun held his breath: "It's strange, why didn't you see the bald donkey?"

Mu Yan's farewell girl opened Menghua Xianping and others and grabbed the meridians of the sword clan: "Strange, this boy's true spirit in Dantian is so exhausted."

"Senior Jiansheng, what's going on with my brother?"

"It's just that the true qi is exhausted. The solution is quite simple. Just find a wooden attribute meridians and convey a little wood attribute true qi to this boy. Or it's okay to wait for him for ten days and a half months. This boy is just too exhausted. After saying that, Muyan's farewell girl killed Sanxiu's superior, leaving Meng Hua Xianping and Shun'er standing there sweating.

It turns out that the swordsman has nothing to do. Menghua Xianping suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and flew forward, leaving only the unconscious sword clan. Shun'er gently looked at the sword clan in front of her and held the meridians of the sword clan with her right hand. Speaking of which, it has been more than 20 days since I learned the art of immortality, and I can feel a warm breath flowing around my body.

Shun'er's index finger grabbed the pulse and forced it away with her whole body's strength and breakfast finger. Shun'er would not control the true qi in her body, so she had to use brute force there. For a while, his index finger was tightly pinched, and for a while his index finger moved greatly and couldn't stop rubbing. He was so anxious that he sweated and didn't see any sign of the sword clan moving again.

Shun'er couldn't help but feel a little anxious. Brother Jianzu, you woke up. When Shun'er meditated on this point, a warm current happened to pass through her index finger.

The cyan true qi flowed into the Dantian of the swords like a stream, and the Dantian, which had always been calm and waveless, immediately rippled. The water-like lines scattered, and the cyan true qi dispersed like black ink in the Dantian. The white ice true qi set off a trace of shock in the Dantian. Waves. After turning around the Dantian of the sword clan, the cyan true qi flowed around the sword clan's body along the meridians.

A blue light shot out of the swordsman's eyes and quickly passed away. The swordsman shook his head: "What's going on?" Before God came back, he jumped into the arms of the sword clan happily: "Brother of the sword clan woke up."

The swordsman nodded: "Little girl, what's wrong?" As soon as the swordsman said this, a holy light fell from the sky. The swordsman was caught off guard and was directly shot. The yellow light flashed away. After the baptism of the holy light, the swordsman suddenly felt like a thousand needles. The swordsman couldn't help scolding in his heart. What the hell was going on? He stood up and saw that the swordsman stayed on the scene. .

"What's wrong? The swordsman brother instantly pulled the swordsman's clothes happily.

A storm fell on the swordsman's calm face: "What's going on?"

Shun'er heard the suppressed and murderous voice of the sword clan, and couldn't help beating a small drum in her heart: "After we went down the mountain, we were surrounded by the Yi people." As soon as Shun'er's words finished speaking, she saw the white shadow flying. The sword clan had rushed out. The cold blade in his hand split into the Yi swordsmen's group without any hesitation. Few of the rising and landing sword clans came to the first line. The white shadow fluttering sword clan fell beside Menghua Xianping. The latter was surprised: "You actually woke up."

The swordsman nods his head slightly, and the ice blade and the scabbard shot a true air in the crowd, and a scene of overturning the horse fell into the eyes of everyone. Seeing a vacuum area clear in front of him, Longyang Canjun immediately split the knife obliquely, and Hanguang Huo Huo's * directly stabbed into the zombie's body. At the same time, Jian Xiao and Butterfly Dance were on the left and right, and their weapons blocked two black hands full of white maggots.

The zombies roared at the sky. Two stinky hands grabbed the weapon with their backhands and rushed directly to the sword flute with their right hand. How dare the sword flute be careless? The saber quickly pulled back. The cold light blade instantly cut a long wound on the zombie's arm. The white maggot crawled all over the sword flute's knife, which made people feel disgusting.

As soon as he saw the zombies focusing on the right, the butterfly dance's right sword quickly stabbed, and the sword passed through. Butterfly dance pulled the sword in his hand, and a pile of white maggots were pulled directly out of the zombie's body.

Seeing the "meat" on his body falling down one by one, the zombies angrily grabbed the long sword that passed through the body and pulled it hard. They never thought that the butterfly dance, which was already on the ninth floor of Shuntianjing, would be pulled. The zombies directly pulled the weapon and threw them back with their swords. I was stunned. God knows what level this zombie is.

With the help of several bald donkeys in the Zen sect, Sanxiu Shangren raised his tired eyelids and looked at the zombie in front of him. He had just pushed it for so long that his true energy was almost exhausted. Sanxiu Shangren broke free from the hands of several disciples, sat on the ground and sat on the spot.

As soon as Sanxiu's superior sat down, he immediately saw a young man holding a blue sword blocking in front of him. The blue sword and its scabbard were not pulled out, and his long hair danced in the wind. Sanxiu's superiors hands were united: "Suo Shaoxia finally woke up."

"Thank you for your concern." The sword clan replied coldly and looked at the zombies on the field. Nine rings can still be seen above the bare head. The whole zombie's body exudes a murderous atmosphere. The sword clan did not say anything, but with the aura emitted by the zombies, the sword clan can already conclude that this zombie must be half a foot into the realm of Shuntian. The public losers at the level.

Then there is no need to think that the loser who was buried in the underground cabinet must be someone else.

The "qiu,qiu" zombie shouted twice, and many younger warriors couldn't help retreating their fearful ears. Jianxiao looked away and said, "Kid, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and cut down the zombie. Jack is killing our people on one side.