Chapter 213： Son of the head

Flying Sword School?

It turns out that this elder of the Mianshan Sword Sect is a master of the Flying Sword Sect. The strength of those black-robed monsters is extraordinary. Sword Gu Bai Qin'an survived in the swordsmanship, and there was little resistance.

Feijian Jianshuo!

The attack was fierce and fierce, like lightning in the night sky, full of murderous intent!

When you adjust your position during a stop, you will be integrated with the night, and you can't see the whereabouts of the flying sword itself, as if you are accumulating strength for the next tear through the night sky.

Zhu Minglang watched very carefully the process of Bai Qin'an, the elder of the Mianshan Sword Sect, if he had the skill of sword repair, he should be able to imitate her sword rhyme.

"Sword Linglong, have you learned it?" Zhu Minglang asked.

The sword spirit dragon wagged its tail, looking eager to try.

Zhu Minglang turned his head and saw a group of dead waiters still killing themselves.

Exactly!

"Flying sword, Jian Shuo!"

According to the gourd drawing, Zhu Minglang doesn't know the Feijian School very well. Basically, all sword moves and swordsmanship have to start with imitation.

Just now, Bai Qin'an used his hand as the momentum, and made a sword out of the void. A few hundred meters away, but with the help of flying swords to kill people, Zhu Minglang and Jian Linglong are also in the stage of cultivating a tacit understanding. !

"Huh!!!"

With Zhu Minglang’s gesture, the sword spirit dragon slashed across. The sword was powerful, and he literally tore the thick monument wall into a hundred-meter-long crack. Although he directly killed the three dead waiters, I really wanted to The lightning-fast Flying Sword Jianshuo is very different!

"Bang!!!"

It was lifted and swept again, and the force that swept out was comparable to a huge flood, and the dead waiters flew upside down one by one and fell behind the wall of the monument.

When the sword came out again, it was like a raptor crossing the river. The huge sword aura shook all the dozen dead servants on the monument wall, and saw the dead servants hit the monuments one by one, vomiting blood!

On the side, Bai Qin'an of the Mianshan Sword Sect was shocked.

Where is Feijian Jianshuo?

It feels like a warrior with natural supernatural power is holding a big sword, smashing and slashing indiscriminately. Although those Deadpools have been solved cleanly, it has nothing to do with Feijian Jianshuo! !

Others imitate, those with high aptitude can learn a little charm, and those with poor aptitude can also make a situation.

I wish Minglang, this flying sword... is completely self-contained!

How embarrassed to shout so loudly, Bai Qin'an almost thought that Zhu Minglang was really a genius and genius, not only the Doujian School, but also the Feijian School!

"This is a waste of energy, Jian Shuo, pay attention to sinking, flashing, sinking like a diving floodwater deep in the bottom of a pool, but gaining momentum, flashing like a dragon and a tiger jumping, be fast and precise!" Shan Jianzong's Feijian Sect Sword Aunt really couldn't stand it anymore, she finally spoke to Zhu Minglang, who was so pitiful.

Zhu Minglang is also very embarrassed.

The eyes can understand, and the heart understands, but the hands are a bit clumsy, and it is not so easy to control. In addition, the sword spirit dragon has always been open and close, relying on its cultivation and its own sword spirit talents. , An unruly attack...

"Sink and dive first!" At this moment, Jian Gu Bai Qin'an personally demonstrated. She brought her **** together, controlled the sword with her fingertips, and used her heart as a traction, and she saw that the white long sword suddenly disappeared into the night!

"Shen, Qian." Zhu Minglang understood his mind and understood the soul of the sword spirit dragon. Once he sinks his heart, the sword spirit dragon can also feel the master's state of mind.

Think of this hazy night as a deep pool and a Ninghai, converging all the edges, and slowly sinking into it...

The red sword spirit was calmly concentrating, it was trying to sneak into the night.

Although there is still a simple outline, the sharp sword pattern on the sword spirit dragon disappears little by little, like a drop of water falling into the lake, like a shadow into the night!

"A sword is like the thunder of the night, without warning, dawn is all things!" Jian Gu Bai Qin'an said again.

When she said these words, the Snow White Sword suddenly burst into an extremely fierce light, shining the furnace pond like a scorching sun during the day, and the shining realm of the flying sword she used this time was a few higher than before. Level, and the location where Jian Shuo flies is also the invincible eyeless evil dragon! !

"Huh!!!"

The white glow was flaming, it was obviously just a sword glow, but it tore through the night, and its momentum penetrated the evil dragon like the fortress and castle!

One of the main body of the evil dragon was directly cut off, and the blood was sprayed out and irrigated like rain.

The eyeless evil dragon screamed, and when he was about to swing all his paws to attack the sword aunt Bai Qin'an, he saw a dark red lightning burst out of the air. Although it was far less brilliant than the previous white sword light, its momentum and killing intent were Not inferior!

Jian Shuo! !

The red lightning flashed across, and the hideous claws fell and turned into countless blood bags that had been cut apart, which quickly dried up, and thick blood flowed all over the place!

There were so many claws of the Eyeless Evil Dragon, and another large group of leeches dragon claws flew, and the sword spirit dragon sank into the slowly dimming night after completing that blow, until a new batch of claws flew towards Zhu Minglang. When I was with Jian Gu Bai Qin'an, the red lightning once again pierced the dark curtain and cut down those claws accurately! !

Bai Qin'an lifted the satin with his hand and glanced at it for clarity.

Zhu Minglang also saw the appearance of this sword aunt at this time, but he was younger than expected, probably in his early thirties, and his cheeks were white and snowy. Although his appearance was not very delicate, it still gave people a very beautiful and generous feeling. .

Bai Qin'an slowly put down his hands and let Lisha cover his face again.

The supreme talent of the head of Meng seems to be perfectly reflected in him.

There are not many people in the entire Mianshan Sword Sect who can master the essentials of flying sword swordsmanship on both sides.

He deserves to be the son of the head, I have to admit that Zhu Minglang is a swordsman who has never seen him in a thousand years.

"Thank you senior for your advice." Zhu Minglang smiled, maintaining the humility and respect he should have.

"Feijian school, our Zonglin is the most outstanding concubine Wen Ling, wait until Mianshan Jianzong, you can ask her more." Bai Qin'an said.

Zhu Minglang scratched his head.

Concubine Wen Ling, this woman, I wish Minglang, will never forget it in this life!

Zhu Minglang has never been defeated since he got down the mountain, except that he planted a big somersault in the Jianzong of Mianshan. That person is Wen Mengru's sister Wen Lingfei.

At that time, her cultivation base was unfathomable and her sword realm was outstanding.

After so many years now, I don't know what level of female monster it is.

"Senior, this eyeless evil dragon is powerful and powerful. We will work together to eradicate it to avoid disaster." Zhu Minglang said.

"Yeah." Bai Qin'an nodded.

Such evil things cannot be let go anyway!

"Bai Qi!" Zhu Minglang opened the spiritual realm and called out the Bingchen Bailong of the middle-ranked monarch.

As soon as the Bingchen White Dragon came out, the thick blood was frozen and turned into a hard blood clot. The white and sacred white dragon soared above the city of stele, floating in the air to confront the evil leech dragon!

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