Under the Tianhe River, there are swords sweeping across the river, and the momentum is surging.

When people are in a desperate situation, unimaginable forces will always erupt.

It's like the Hindu King burning the sky and the Persian king Gaia.

The two attacks, if not as powerful as their heyday, are not much different.

The terrible power can still be felt even if it is a hundred miles away.

"It seems that the king of India is going to fight hard?"

"Now, that beautiful master, I think it's dangerous."

The crowd watching from afar, when shocked by the terrible power of burning heaven and others, are also unconsciously worried about the aftertaste.

After all, two fists are hard to beat four hands.

No matter how powerful the afterrhyme is, it's just one person.

She may be able to contend with either king of India and Gaia, but if the two titles attack together, her chances of winning are very slim.

However, when people are deeply worried about this beautiful master, the lingering charm in the storm is still calm.

She was expressionless, holding a long sword, standing under the river.

The strong wind blows her long black dress, and also touches her three thousand green silk like snow.

That calm and indifferent appearance, like a Wang spring water, outside the wind and rain again big, but in her heart, did not set off any waves.

"Well?"

"What's the beauty master doing?"

"Why not

"Did you know that you are invincible and have given up resistance?"

Many people doubtless became more confused.

What's more, looking at Yu Yun's eyes, he has already taken pity and sympathy, as if he were looking at a corpse.

However, just as the attack of burning heaven and others is about to fall on Yu Yun, the graceful and noble beautiful shadow between Tianhe finally moves.

Sword in hand, dancing in an instant.

The sharp blade reflects the scorching sun and cold light.

Like the scythe of death, in this world, quietly across.

Just in a moment, the light of the sword is already everywhere.

The whole world, as if under a incomparable bright sword rain.

In the sword rain, there are red spots, clouds and smoke.

Seeing such a bright and strange scene, all the people present were stunned.

In the eyes and eyebrows, it is full of strong shock.

"Is this... This sword technique?"

"Why is it so beautiful and moving?"

Among the crowd, countless people looked up with emotion.

Even Mike Jones, after seeing these swordsmanship, became obsessed with it.

How beautiful!

It's not a fight at all, it's an unparalleled visual feast.

Just like a gorgeous woman, she performs a unique dance in the sea of clouds.

He is also like a master of Chinese painting. He takes heaven and earth as his painting scroll and his sword as Zhu Hao. He casts away the power between heaven and earth, splashing ink and flowing colors.

That bright sword China, in an instant, surprised countless people.

And when everyone was in a daze, a cold and refined voice sounded immediately.

"Cloud smoke sword formula ~"

"the first sword, romantic!"

...

"the second sword, white dragon!"

...

"the third, the cold month!"

...

after a short period of accumulation of strength, Yu Yun holds a long sword and cuts three swords in succession.

Every sword has the power to stir the world.

Every sword has the power to shake mountains and rivers.

The three sword Qi finally converged into a stream and finally swept the four sides.

Then, with the burning sky and Gaia two people's attack, mercilessly collided with.

However, the expected standoff did not emerge.

When the two sides attack each other, the attack of burning sky and Gaia will collapse directly.

Hoo ~