Chapter 309 Fighting Together

Hearing that she fought with the fourth brother, the senior sister with her fingerprint did not say much. Perhaps for her, the bright silver light condensed around her is the best expression.

She nodded, and then controlled the silver light in her hand and began to pervave. A purer power of heaven and earth spread around it, like countless moonlight falling on the riverside and landing on the body holding a wooden sword.

The blood-stained wooden sword trembled in the hand of a sword and felt extremely powerful. He could feel the desire of the wooden sword in his hand for battle. This is a weapon's desire, which is more crazy than him who is obsessed with fighting. At the same time, a sword can also feel how much his own destiny appears after soaking his own blood. The strong excitement seemed to take off his hand and attack the middle-aged man who was waving his sword in the distance.

At the next moment, a sword bathed in silver light began to dance his hands. He danced irregularly, or at this moment, he was not condensing any fingerprints.

He is just printing along the way the wooden sword works.

A sword meaning derived from the wooden sword itself began to emerge from the riverside, with this faint law of heaven and earth.

The senior sister stood beside him, looked directly at the wooden sword waving in the sky, and then felt countless laws on the body of a sword, and gradually began to look forward to it.

Countless sword lights flashed in the air, and the sword intention swept away from the riverside. This is a brand-new sword meaning, which is more powerful than the sword move used by one of the sword itself. The meaning of the sword is the meaning condensed by the century-old peach wood sword. At this moment, it is carrying a sword by the stream and begins to understand the new sword meaning. A sword is immersed in the carrying of the wooden sword, and the solemn phoenix eyes slowly closed.

In a trance, he appeared in the artistic conception of the wooden sword.

No matter around, between heaven and earth, there are only wooden swords everywhere.

The wooden sword appears in the consciousness of a sword, each of which seems to have a law, which makes him feel that there is only the sword in his hand, the sword between heaven and earth, and countless swords that shuttle in space.

The wooden sword is still waving in the hand of a sword, like sucking countless air of heaven and earth from the surrounding air, and the increasingly powerful kendo atmosphere continues to spread from the stream, rolling the ashes previously burned by the silver light of the senior sister on the ground, cutting off the green grass remaining on the edge of the stream, and at the same time carrying the clear water in the stream. It began to vibrate violently.

The gray ashes floated from the ground and floated in the air like a sea of sand. The sword that had been closing its eyes and wielding the sword ignored these dirty ashes, and these ashes could not get close to him.

The ashes can't get close to the space where the wooden sword swings, because there is a strong atmosphere that makes the repairers afraid, and it can't get close to the senior sister who is condensing silver light. After all, the strength of the latter far exceeds these gathered swords; countless grass broken leaves begin to fall from the riverside with the sword spirit emitted from the wooden sword. Then it slowly fell on the clear streams that were surged by the sword. The stream shook violently and the broken leaves kept fluttering.

The sound of water spread from the stream.

Clear water droplets beat on the stream.

After a long time, a wavering sword spirit accidentally fell on the surface of the stream and directly cut the clear stream into two sections, as if after the sword dispersed, the Milky Way began to divide it into upstream and downstream.

with a bang!

Different from the flickering sound of the sword light, it is not as restless as the sword gas splitting in the stream. This is just a relatively peaceful sound, and then the silver light on the bank of the stream suddenly condensed into a point, and then attacked the already dilapidated poplar tree.

A little silver light is small like candlelight. Candlelight shuttles through the air, which is more dazzling than flying fireflies, but not as eye-catching as fireworks in the air.

A sword looked at the silver light in the master's hand, and the wooden sword in her hand was more sensitive than it. Therefore, the sword light in the sky began to converge quickly, and one coincided with the other, and then coincided with the other, as if thousands of sword lights were gathering towards that wooden sword.

The sword light has not been fused for a long time, but at this moment, Uncle Gu in the distance has waved his sword. The sword wants to attack the sky with an extremely strong sword spirit, which is more fierce than the superimposed swords of one of the swords, like a rainbow, rushing straight to the transparent fishing line like nothingness.

Looking at the knife gas on the middle-aged man's body and standing on the yellow mud road, he couldn't help but be a little stunned. He saw the huge knife gas hitting the sky, but he did not find that the purpose of the knife spirit was the big red fish condensed with the help of his own life.

It is the understanding that every practitioner who is about to cross into the five realms has to face the understanding that a sword has just understood this battle method along the sword of the wooden sword itself by the stream, so he is driving his wooden sword to combine thousands of swords with the unique light.

However, at this time, without waiting for a sword to cut out all the sword light, Uncle Gu, who was far away from Yang Shu, had cut out the knife gas in his hand.

The knife gas was like a long rainbow blowing away in the sky, directly splitting the haze in mid-air, as if all the air of heaven and earth in the air had become weak under this knife gas, and the chaotic breath spread from the sky to the four fields, and the whole dark clouds trembled.

The thunder sounded like music again.

It's like an eternal wild beast roaring brightly between heaven and earth.

The sound of thud is shocking, and the lightning and thunderous communication can't help but make people stunned. The senior sister and a sword did not raise their heads to see Haotian, but they kept walking on the grass and were about to approach the person lying flat beside the three horses, but stopped.

The man stopped, raised the beautiful nod, and then looked at the sky.

Lin Yi, lying on the grass, stopped to feel the consciousness of the sword in his mind, and then opened his deep eyes and looked up at the sky.

At the same time, the two saw countless dazzling electric lights flashing in the haze, and the lightning split the dark clouds that condensed together. At this moment, Haotian was furious, as if the wind and rain were coming.

Before the wind and rain came, Uncle Gu's knife spirit waved in mid-air. Jun Wen stood on the yellow mud road in the distance and watched the half-moon-like knife gas glide in the air. After a moment, he felt that the curved bamboo pole in his hand was no longer bent, and a force of rebound came from his hand.

The fishing rod kept swaying in the air, and the reverse force seemed to be unstoppable.

Jun Wen looked at the transparent fishing line at the end and hung weakly, and his eyes hidden under the hat were suddenly disappointed.

After Uncle Gu's knife gas, the two lines were broken, one was faintly tied to the mouth of the big red fish in the air, and one hung weakly at the end of Junwen's fishing rod.

The big red fish lost the binding of the fishing line, which was equivalent to losing the control of Jun Wen. Therefore, it began to swim in the air, but lost its balanced posture. It looked shaky, but the red light around it was still the same.

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