Chapter 1982

"Isn't it?"

The woman's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, and then moved to the backyard.

There, a young man, with peach wood as his sword, hunted and danced wildly.

The sword spirit is sweeping, and the green light is everywhere.

Under his sword, like a crescent moon, it formed quietly.

At this time, Ye Fan's sword technique is the first form of Yunyan sword rhyme, which is romantic!

After a sword falls, Ye Fan steps on the sky and rises again.

For a moment, the cold air surged and the sword spirit flowed wildly.

Here, the temperature dropped sharply.

Only if the winter comes, actually let the women here, feel a kind of, inexplicable chill.

"This..."

"is this...

" at that moment, the woman's delicate body trembled, her pupils shrank, and she lost her voice.

However, before she finished her words, Ye Fan's ethereal and majestic voice sounded immediately.

"Heaven and earth are merciless and hate so much that they cry alone at night."

"Yun Yan Jian Jue, the second sword, Bing Xin!"

Swish ~

sword is like rainbow, cold as ice.

The second sword cut down the moment, the red leaves fall, boundless falling wood, drizzly rain.

Looking at such a scene, the graceful beauty under the Tianhe river has been stunned in situ.

In that pair of beautiful eyes, is trembling.

She did not expect that the young man in front of her should be one step ahead of her and become the second sword of Yunyan jianjue.

Is it true that my Kendo talent is so unbearable?

It's just that the first sword is backward, and the second sword is falling behind people again.

She asked herself that she had fought hundreds of battles in her whole life, and she had never been defeated.

But now, she was defeated by a younger generation in sword cultivation.

At the moment when the woman's heart is frustrated.

Hum ~

in my ear, there is a buzzing sound again.

She suddenly raised her head and saw Ye Fan, after the two swords had fallen, actually stepped on the sky again.

At this moment, the beautiful woman was completely confused.

As if the whole person was split by the thunder, a pair of beautiful eyes stare at huge.

In the heart, there is a crazy idea, quietly appeared.

"Hard... Is he..."

"no, it's impossible."

"No way."

"There is no such evil spirit in the world. Can you understand three swords in seven days?"

The woman shakes her head, and her eyes are full of panic and disbelief.

However, no matter how unbelievable she is, the young people here have risen up with swords again.

He waved the peach wood across the river.

That thin back, just like a master of traditional Chinese painting, with the sword as the pen, wielding the elegant.

The brilliant sword moves are the most beautiful paintings!

"The sword is like a dragon's hand, and its life is like a dead spring."

"The third sword, green dragon!"

Ao ~

in the cold sound, a dragon chant sounds as if from the depths of the Tianhe river.

Then, the woman saw, a green dragon shadow, actually under the sword of Ye Fan, quietly formed!

As long as ten thousand miles, Long Xiao nine days!

Surging momentum, sweeping across Tianhe.

"This ~"

"this ~"

"this... How is this possible?"

Under that light and shadow, the beauty here has been completely stunned.

She raised her pretty face and looked at the shadow of the green dragon and the back of the world dancing wildly with the sword.

In the brain, is a blank.

Lying silkworm beautiful eyes, full of endless shock and color.

Three swords, in a short period of seven days, I realized three swords.

She couldn't believe that in this world, how could there be such a teenager?