Chapter 2715

Seeing the battle of qiuxiaozi's oblique sword, ye Tianlong's eyes fell on the ancient sword and laughed:

"ten swords? It seems that today is really a fatalistic duel. "

Ten grip sword, also known as ten fist sword, is the ancestor of all swords in the East.

According to the records of ancient events, the man of Xu zuozhi used eight glasses of wine to make Baqi snake sleep, and then cut it into sections with ten swords!

At the end of the middle of the tail, ten grip sword suddenly burst out of a gap!

He was very curious, so he pulled out the bone of the tail. It turned out to be a sword. All of a sudden, the sky was full of auspicious clouds, like a jungle!

So the drawn sword is called grass shaved sword, that is to say, the gap of ten grip sword is cut by grass shaved sword.

Ye Tianlong now knows why the grass shaved sword is so fierce. It turns out that he met the divine soldier in his destiny!

He rubbed his fingers gently from the edge of the sword, and the corner of his mouth was different from his usual arrogance: "qiuxiaozi, don't you worry, ten grip sword will be cut off by me?"

"Weapons are just AIDS. Victory always depends on people."

Qiu Xiaozi kept calm: "Ye Tianlong, your skill is not as good as me, and your heart is not as good as me. You are still between the madmen."

"You have no chance of winning this battle."

Qiuxiaozi faint voice: "no matter how good the sword, you can't win me."

Ye Tianlong raised a smile from the corner of his mouth and said with a long smile: "Qiu Xiaozi, you are a fatalist. You say so much, but it just proves that..."

"You're worried..."

He said nothing.

Qiuxiaozi no longer answers, but his right wrist shakes gracefully.

"Dang!"

With a crisp sound, ten swords were in the air. Suddenly, the sky was full of cold light, and the sword was full of force.

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Ye Tianlong also concealed all his warm smile and flicked his finger on the sword. He had a clear vision in his eyes that he could not see through the world:

"let's go."

Five swords for one, stand up against the wind!

In the face of Ye Tianlong's murderous spirit, Qiu Xiaozi's eyes become as quiet as the moon.

In her sword, what she pursues is to return to simplicity, from gorgeous to plain.

The realm of "sword is sword, I am me", "sword is not sword, I am not me".

It is also a realm of immortals and Buddhas!

Qiu Xiaozi whispered: "let me give you a move!"

"Thank you

Ye Tianlong laughs, not polite, toes on the wet sand, the whole person is like a goshawk to look like the moon qiuxiaozi.

The whole body's blood almost boils under the urging of the grass shaving sword. The powerful battle makes Ye Tianlong's sense organs get the maximum improvement.

The grass shaved sword slashed down.

"Whoosh -"

seeing ye Tianlong's attack, Qiu Xiaozi moves half a step, turns his sword gently, and draws out a sword, flashing the light of the crescent moon.

The sword light was not fast, just like seeing the moonlight, but when ye Tianlong saw it, it had already fallen on his chest.

He was surprised that Qiu Xiaozi's refined sword was no inferior to the original lone star nun.

"Whoosh -"

without the slightest carelessness, ye Tianlong withdrew the grass shaved sword lightly to block the ten grip sword that was about to pierce into his body.

The two magic weapons finally met again.

"Dang!"

The dull sound of metal impact resounded through the top of the mountain, just like the roar of lions and tigers in the forest, straight into the boundless sky!

They watched the screen nervously.

Yokota taixiang roared in his heart: kill him! Kill him!

He seems to see that ye Tianlong carries four knives to kill the prince and the king.

Mrs. Wen didn't have much expression. She was always calm, as if everything was under her control.

"Whoosh -"

when the two swords collide, ye Tianlong flies backward and stands on the knee of an old Buddha statue.

The dullness of the chest and the ache of the arm tell Qiu Xiaozi that it's not simple. Just now, she almost had zero distance contact with her skin with ten swords.

The erosion of the breath of death makes Ye Tianlong more excited, makes his eyes become hot, and weakens his uneasiness.

"Ye Tianlong, take me another move -"

without waiting for ye Tianlong to breathe, Qiu Xiaozi keeps up, just like the moon shooting in vain in the dark.

Ten swords conjure up countless sword shadows. The light is curved, like a falling moon in the water. With the piercing cold wind, it has vitality.

The light seemed to fluctuate, vibrate and diffuse.

"Master is master, sword is invisible, killing is invisible!"

"Mr. Yokota, master Qiu is going to be famous in the world."

"A murderer is always a murderer. He can only fight fiercely. Fighting alone is not as good as the talent of martial arts."The eyes behind the countless double cameras show the situation of emotion and admiration.

Yokota prime minister is even more excited. According to qiuxiaozi's level, 500 moves are enough to kill Ye Tianlong.

What an elegant and bright sword!

Before the sword arrived, the wind of the sword was roaring. Ye Tianlong also praised it in his heart. Rao was more aggressive and his clothes fluttered with the wind.

When the other side's sword tip is about to reach his body, he doesn't retreat, but advances. He makes a strange move. He shaves his sword and stabs it, and hands it to qiuxiaozi's wrist.

"Pounce -"

the sword front suddenly appears, and a gorgeous brilliance blooms in the mountain wind.

Qiuxiaozi seems to have been good for a long time. Ye Tianlong will do this move, so the ten grip sword droops slightly and shakes open the grass shaving sword.

"Woo -"

the next second, a strange noise.

Ten grip sword quickly pushed out, the body of the sword trembled, the tip of the sword was close to Ye Tianlong's sword, and it flashed to Ye Tianlong's throat like a phantom.

Ye Tianlong's face changed slightly. He took a deep breath and sealed it like a flash.

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"Dang!"

The two swords clang.

After the impact, ye Tianlong, who was sliding out nearly 10 meters to the side, had a bloodshot on the corner of his mouth. Looking up, he saw several more shadows coming towards him.

Each one is vivid and white.

Ye Tianlong knew in his heart that it was the shadow left by the speed.

"Whoosh -"

qiuxiaozi '.

Ten swords stab forward like a phantom.

"Well come!"

Ye Tianlong laughed, and then waved his sword to block Qiu Xiaozi's thunder.

Then, with a backhand sword, he stabbed qiuxiaozi in the air.

Fight with all your strength!

This sword is fast and fierce, the whole sky, was pulled out a long trace.

The stone under Ye Tianlong's feet was crushed by him.

At the same time, his heart blood, bright eyes across a touch of blood red

"Ye Tianlong, you really passed the ninth grade."

Qiuxiaozi smelled a touch of danger, pop up five or six meters later, floating to the ground.

Then he pounced on Ye Tianlong and stabbed him with a sword.

Ye Tianlong faintly smiles: "you guessed wrong..."