Ye Xuan gets up slowly, reaches out his hand to caress the sword, rises Purple Mountain and falls to the North snow area!
Ye Xuan looked at Zhu Yan and said, "if this sword is stabbed out, I don't know the result, because I haven't used it, so if it doesn't work, you can run!"
Ye Xuan said as he passed the sword with his fingertips.
Hum!
The clear sound of sword suddenly rang, loud and clear.
Morning curtain sword gate: when the gate of the morning curtain is opened, all directions worship, and the sword rises, the wind and cloud surge, and amazes the world.
This move is Ye Xuan's last move after strengthening the Qingcheng sword. In theory, the last move must be a killing move, which must be the most terrifying one with the most powerful martial arts skills. Even, it is a direct reflection of the quality of a martial art.
Therefore, ye Xuan knew that the morning screen sword gate must be very strong, but unfortunately, ye Xuan himself did not understand how powerful the morning screen sword gate was.
Even ye Xuan didn't know what it was like to use it.
I'm afraid no one believes this, but it is true.
Because, this move is really more fascinating than imagined, it can only be used in the morning and after evening, and can not be used at other times.
It is normal for some powerful sword moves to be limited, such as the limitation of aura, the limitation of physical body, the limitation of Kendo realm, and the restriction of matching martial arts skills of martial arts
However, the use of time limit, really not heard of.
Therefore, ye Xuan never used this move. Either it was a match of time, but ye Xuan didn't need to fight, or when ye Xuan fought, it was neither early morning nor evening.
At the same time
Zhu Yan stopped and looked around.
When ye Xuan's fingertips caress the body of the sword, the sound of the sword sounds
It's fogging!
Suddenly, a gray and white fog was covered all around. It seemed that it was not moving fast. But soon, the whole tiandaowu platform was shrouded in the fog.
Ye Xuan stood in the fog, and his figure became hazy. At the same time, behind Ye Xuan, the gray and white fog floated, gradually forming a door, or
It's a archway!
There are three openings in the archway, which looks very tall and majestic. The four stone pillars supporting the gate are all sword shaped, showing a strong sense of sword. In the middle of the archway, there are four big characters: morning screen sword gate!
Zhu Yan frowned, and then moved forward.
But in this moment
In the gate of the morning curtain, a clear sound of sword chanting sounded, and then the mist around it suddenly turned into a sword shape and chopped it towards Zhu Yan.
Zhu Yan snorted coldly and was not afraid at all. As soon as he swept the iron stick in his hand, he swept towards the fog sword.
Bang!
Zhu Yan's face changed abruptly as the clear and crisp voice appeared.
Although a blow would shatter the fog sword, the strength of the fog sword could not be underestimated. Zhu Yan took three steps to stabilize his body.
But in the next moment
The clear sound of the sound of the sword appeared again, and the fog sword reappeared in the gate of the morning curtain, and cut it in the direction of Zhu Yan.
"Ah
Zhu Yan gave a low roar and roared. He smashed the fog sword in front of him with his stick.
But
Second
The third handle
The morning curtain sword suddenly trembled, and the fog sword appeared one by one, and chopped in the direction of Zhu Yan.
Zhu Yan's fighting form was really fierce. Looking at the morning curtain, the sword door trembled and fog sword appeared in all directions. Without saying a word, the iron stick in his hand kept waving and breaking the fog sword.
Seeing that there were more and more fog swords, he could not avoid it. Zhu Yan once again angrily raised his chest.
Bang!
A fog sword was cut in Zhu Yan's chest, and then shattered by the shock.
In the form of War soldiers, Zhu Yan's armor, like armor, is too strong to be easily chopped.
However, Zhu Yan showed his teeth, which was obviously not very good.
Because, that fog sword is terrible!
As he continued to receive the fog sword, Zhu Yan suddenly found that the power of the fog sword was increasing, that is, a sword is stronger than a sword, and the power of a sword is greater than that of a sword.
Zhu Yan takes a deep breath. He doesn't know how long Ye Xuan's morning curtain sword gate will last. But if it keeps going on like this, there will be more and more fog swords, and the power will become more and more powerful. Zhu Yan feels that he will not be able to survive sooner or later.
So
Catch the thief and the king!
Before he was knocked down, he knocked down Ye Xuan or destroyed the morning curtain sword gate.
Roar!
Zhu Yan raised his head and roared again. His legs pushed hard, and he destroyed the tiandaowu platform again. He stepped on the tiandaowu platform under his feet with some fine cracks. Zhu Yan ran out in front of him.Bang, bang, bang, bang, Bang
Zhu Yan was powerful and charged forward. He did not pay attention to the fog swords. Although the power of the fog sword would increase, so far, Zhu Yan was able to carry those fog swords by relying on the strength of the soldiers.
With the sound of chopping, Zhu Yan rushed forward to the front. Those fog swords kept chopping on Zhu Yan's body, and then they were constantly broken.
In the blink of an eye, Zhu Yan comes to Ye Xuan's, raises the iron stick and falls towards Ye Xuan.
And then
Puff, when the iron stick fell, ye Xuan's body suddenly burst into a cloud of fog. Then, without waiting for Zhu Yan to react, he quickly turned into a fog sword and chopped at Zhu Yan.
Bang!
The sound of cross Ming sounded, and the fog sword cut Zhu Yan's chest, and then he flew out and smashed him to the ground.
A mouth, Zhu Yan toward the side spit out a mouthful of blood.
Looking up, ye Xuan doesn't know where to go. It seems that the morning curtain sword gate can make ye Xuan atomize, or in other words, condense his body with fog, and then hide Ye Xuan.
But
Zhu Yan's face was ferocious, even if ye Xuan disappeared, but the morning curtain sword gate was still there.
With a roar, Zhu Yan jumped up again and went toward the direction of the sword gate of the morning curtain. The iron stick in his hand danced again, sending out layers of golden light and wrapping the iron bar. In a flash, the surrounding area was bright with light.
The next moment, Zhu Yan held up his arms, his muscles bulging, his veins leaping violently, and in the direction of the morning curtain sword gate, he fell with a stick.
But
Zhu Yan's face suddenly changed when the iron rod was blasted on the sword door in the morning.
Obviously, the gate was stronger than he had imagined. When the stick fell, the gate just swung around without any sign of breaking.
Even
Inside the gate of the sword, suddenly, there was a terrible sword meaning.
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