Mr. Guigu looked at the black and white two pieces on the chessboard with a leisurely look. They did it and let the barbarian world attack ten years later. But the price was too high. Ten years later, for Kyushu world and Zhenbei City, there were more opportunities to prepare, but at the same time, it would make the barbarian world more prepared, It's impossible to expect a few little guys to make a big stir in the wild world. Jia Yu has been in the wild world for a long time, and it's almost impossible to shake the root. The fight between the two sides has always been hard.

On the northernmost sea in the wild world, there is a young swordsman in white cloth. He is hunting with a long sword in cold light. The sword is between heaven and earth as if it were a line.

Xie Junhao's single blade sword is thin but eerie. The red light is flashing like a God and a devil. The dragon under him is shivering. If there is an array in the world, there is the skill of joint attack.

Ghost Valley's vertical and horizontal swordsmanship, the skill of vertical and horizontal joint attack, has unpredictable power. If two people reach the top of 14, they will be able to retreat under the three religions' ancestors.

Who dares to say that he can walk back and forth in the hands of the three patriarchs, and then say he will leave?

never!

But the two brothers can definitely do it!

Cut off the waterway from the wild world to Kyushu world, hold down the attack of the wild world with brute force, and break their original layout.

Mei QingHan's long sword stands in front of him. His left hand comes out of the king's sword handle and slowly erases it. His sword Qi crisscrosses. His sword points straight to the sky. The white clouds in the sky spin and seem to devour the earth. The heavy pressure lowers the sea level a bit!

Xie Junhao got up slowly. The long sword was shining red across his chest. Jiaolong could only see the icy killing intention from it. For many years, it was only five fingers that could make Zongheng and Zongheng, the two martial brothers of the highest level of swordsmanship, combine vertically and horizontally. On the one hand, their actual strength was very high. Few people would beat them, and those who could win might not provoke them, It was only when they were young and had not achieved great success in kendo that they used to fight together twice.

Xie Junhao looks cold, Mei QingHan looks indifferent.

Out of the wilderness came an old scholar with white hair and beard. He was carrying a book in his right hand. He looked up at the sky and said with a smile, "cut off heaven and earth, completely cut off the cause and effect of the two realms. It's not worth the loss to act against heaven."

"I've lost two extremely powerful swordsmen for nothing. The calculation of Kyushu world is that generations are worse than generations. If Ling Linlin still has a backhand, I'd like to talk to him about this game. I'm sure I'll win!"

Out of the sea came a lazy looking scholar, yawning, "old friend, long time no see."

"I haven't seen you for a long time. How does it feel to be so scared?" Jia Yu asked with a smile.

The young scholar had a bitter face and said, "I can't bear it. He grinned. How about another 30 years?"

"At this time, if he is successful, he will be intact. Let alone 30 years, I will have to let him go for 60 years." Jia Yu knows that Ling Linlin, a rising star, is the only person in the world who can bear the burden of Tianzong. He can be called the envy of heaven!

Anyone who plays tricks in front of him and talks about his talent is telling a joke.

Since Ling Linlin appeared here, he must have had a strategy to cut off the connection between the two worlds, but how could he get what he wanted?

Ling Linlin stood beside Xie Junhao and looked at Mei QingHan again. "Elder martial brother, fuck him!"

Mei QingHan and Xie Junhao look at each other. Gaopan and Bu know that they are coming with their swords. After the five people say hello to each other, gaopan touches his chin. He steps out in one step, and the golden light is shining at his feet. The gods are at his feet, as if defending a supreme God.

Bu knows that after patting the empty scabbard, the only two swords in the world were taken by the two kids. The sword that didn't weigh its hand made people feel even worse as if they were eating excrement. Maybe excrement is much more fragrant than this. Why doesn't that beautiful fairy sister look down on him?

Not handsome enough?

That dead fish face brother, why don't you look up to him?

It's right for you to be a sword spirit and serve the master, isn't it?

Bu knows that he grabs his hair and looks at Ling Linlin. His eyes are sad. Ling Linlin rubs his hands and says with a smile: "brother Bu, this day is not as good as people..."

Bu knew that he didn't pay much attention to the gamble that Jia Yu was doomed to fail, so he didn't care at all, "I'm going to be alone with brother Gao? It's not kind of you not to give it. "

This gamble is doomed to have a person to die, to bear this cause and effect.

The most suitable person is not any of them. However, Gao Pan walked out of Zhenbei city and met two people. When he came back to Zhenbei City, he was willing to die. At least one sword God who was alive and expected to reach the top 15 and look at the top 16 could not replace Taiping Chang'an, which has been in Zhenbei city for thousands of years. He knew that he could not do it for a long time, It's too urgent at the moment, and he doesn't have the bottom of his heart.

But the first person he met, Gao Pan thought he could do it.

The second person he met, Gao Pan, felt that he had to do it.

"Gods?" Gao Pan raised his head, his eyes were red gold, the gods at his feet were smashed, and the broken golden light gathered into his own, "I am God!"

"Brother Gao, handsome!"

He cried.

Between heaven and earth, the black and white sword Qi turns into a real dragon. The sword chants through the sky, and the sword Qi is cold!

Double dragons playing with pearls, Gao Pan turns into a golden ball to open the way. He yells: "Zhenbei city sword repair Gao Pan, ask the sword demon ancestor!"

The momentum of the whole wild world, which had been suppressed, rose abruptly. The great momentum of the ancient wild world raised the original huge waves again, "pick up the sword!"

The sword God who ascends the fifteen realms for a short time, and the demon ancestor who is half step sixteen!

Golden light and that dry palm touch together, palm burst, golden light dim!

Between heaven and earth in this moment, silent, black and white dragon twisted into a line, a sword to open the sky!

The borderline between the wild world and the Kyushu world was cut straight away. Gao Pan looked up at the sky and laughed. He stood upside down with black hair and said, "happy!"

His body quickly annihilated, "step know, my Kendo is higher than you!"

Bu knew that he finally put away his playful look and said seriously, "brother Gao, I will surely collect the fairies' intimate clothes for you!"

"Gone!"

The golden light of gaopan collides with the golden thunder of the sky. The golden ripples spread out and cause and effect disappear. Only Kendo can survive forever!

"Dare you

There's a jolt from the sky!

Step know to see one eye Ling Lin, Ling Lin spit out a mouthful of turbid gas, "under the blood this is really!"

When he clapped his hands, it was regarded as a seal. A silent world broke from the bottom of the sea. It was a long river of time and space that had been intercepted and turned into a crystal sword. Step by step, he reached out to hold it. Suddenly, his hands were full of white bones. He held the sword to heaven with high spirits and sneered: "there is nothing I dare to do in heaven and earth!"

With a sword burning in the sky, the golden God blood flying shark comes out of the sky and shakes like thunder. Step by step, you can shuttle through the broken line. So far, your body has disappeared in this world!

Ling Linlin's eyes were dim. His left hand was on his back, and his right hand was a little empty. A picture scroll appeared in front of him. A young man in red and a young man in green stood side by side, but they were in different places. Ling Linlin sighed, "I'm sorry."

Under the cover of the black-and-white sword spirit, the scattered golden light gathered again that day, and the golden figure looked at Ling Linlin indifferently, "a sword God who can block the throne and ask the ancestor of the sword demon is much more important than a young man who is not sure about the future."

Ling Lin said calmly, "the story in a small book is not as good as the hundreds of millions of people in the world."

"You shouldn't!"

Gao Pan said coldly, and his tone was full of murders!

"He's my son!"

Ling Linlin laughs and says that at this moment, he seems to be back to the time when he laid out the world!

When the endless sword Qi disappears, the sea near the wild world has already dried up, and the black-and-white sword Qi is interwoven into a matchless array, which is indestructible!

Jia Yu stood on the edge of the wild world, looking at the bottomless black sword abyss, and Ling Lin looked at each other from afar, "it's not worth it."

"Who said that?"

Ling Linlin's figure suddenly dissipated. Xie Junhao and Mei QingHan stood climbing behind them. "It's hard."

"Wu..." Gao Pan stood up with a negative hand and looked at the distance calmly. "To be his son, patricide is not incomprehensible, is it

"How can there be such a father and son?" Gao Pan asked, "you are brothers. Should you say something?"

"He is just a young man less than thirty years old." Gaopan youyou said that he really felt sorry for Lingyun. What did he get through his hard work?

I can't make an appearance in sword practice, but I still have to insist on it.

It's a little interesting to practice boxing, but it's too bad.

When it comes to stratagem, you can't use it.

As if the eyes always with hope, but deeply hidden young, has nothing to lose, but will still let the imperceptible things, from their hands bit by bit slip away.

"In this game of chess, we are all pieces." Xie Junhao said lightly.

Gao Pan asked: "I'm an outsider. Is that how you treat a young man? He should have had a bright future... "

Mei QingHan looked at Gao Pan and sighed. Gao Pan opened his mouth and said with a smile, "yes, someone has filled the part that should belong to him..."

But for Ling Yun, what a cruel reality.

"From the time he said 'I don't want it, you can't give it,' he actually made a choice." Mei QingHan rarely said a few more words, "it has nothing to do with talent, it has nothing to do with luck. You can think of him as a mirror. There are seven emotions and six desires in the world, happiness, anger, sadness and joy, but he has another side, a stable and peaceful mood, and both gains and losses."

"He is all living beings, but all living beings are not him. This is the way he has to go. The merits and demerits of right and wrong are judged by later generations." Xie Junhao said indifferently.