Chapter 656： The first ancestor of the South Vision

The five old men of Daxueshan finally looked at each other, and all of them mentioned the Xeon. At the same time, they screamed and broke into the big array. The scene suddenly changed. It has become a Senran Jianshan, Wu Laojun. Suspended in the air, the surrounding roads of silver light swords flying, the opposite of a negative sword old man proudly sitting in the void, behind the hundred sword repair each holding a sword in his hand, the air machine is awesome.

"Oh, Nanzhan Kendo, let Yunmou come to teach..."

The swordsman in the air, it is the great emperor of the sea, Yun Yao, seeing the five old players, sneer, the sword is in hand.

"Dragon Road Friends, you can resist the battle of the Lord, Wan Luo pulls the power of the big battle, Chu Daoyou and I will live in the eyes, protect Zhang Laodao, he will push the big battle, there are still nine behind, we Don't be careless, shoot at the fastest speed..."

Hu Qin old man broke off and screamed, the five old formations were transformed, Long Jianting was in front, Hu Qin was on the left, Chu Taishang was on the right, Wan Luo was at the end, and Da Xueshan Ghost Valley Zhang Dao was surrounded in the middle, banging forward Rushed over the past.

"The first mountain of Feng Chan, if you are taught to pass it easily, is it a joke?"

Yunhai Yunjia’s elders Yunyao screamed loudly, and the sword exhibition was like a wave. Senran’s swords shrouded the five old men. Seeing this arrogance, it seems to be defeated by one person, and behind him, 100 swordsmen Also scattered, a group of ten people, kept the eyes of each line, this scattered, but disappeared when the figure disappeared, but in the big array, there is nowhere is not a sword, Jianqi from all directions.

"The bitter sea cloud home... and see how I am imaginary kendo!"

"Hey!"

The swordsman Dragon Sword did not care about the other at this time. In the eyes only stared at the sword master Yun Yao, Senran out of the sword.

This embarrassment, the body of the sword is soaring, the invisible edge of the blade straight to the heavens, the sky in the sky, the clouds are covered in two halves. After the clouds, the sun shines brightly, and under the blazing sun, Long Jianting holds the sword with one hand, and straight to the first gust of the air, the main singer of the air rushes over the past, a sword robe fluttering, actually seems to have The rumored fairy tales, the sword on the cold mans. Reflecting the sky.

Bang!

Within the first ray. The clouds are surging, and the endless swords are rising.

The swords in the array cut through the clouds of smoke, shining and stirring the clouds.

"District kendo, dare to show off in front of my bitter sea cloud home, go back to the south, and practice for three thousand years!"

After tea martial arts. The sound of the broken sea cloud family elder Yun Yao’s broken sound, Long Jianting’s body shape retreats, and he struggles to breathe. Under the sword robe, there is blood gathering, such as rain and rain, the division of labor is clear, and several old people are struggling. They were shocked when they arrived, and they were finally settled by the tens of thousands of people who had the power to run. More roar, I want to rush forward to help.

"I am not dead yet!"

Long Jianting waved, indicating that he did not have to help, spit out a **** foam, and smiled: "No death, no loss!"

He seemed to have been seriously injured, and after a few breaths, he suddenly burst into laughter. Once again, the sword is screaming and the whistling sword rises again.

"There is no death in the dead? You are looking for a dead end!"

The voice of Yunyao elders Yunyao is mixed with silk murder. The sound of the Shenjian Dragonfly is endless, and once again fights with Long Jianting. This kind of battle, you need someone to resist the Lord, but also need to shirk Large arrays of operations, more need to be fixed in a large array of sources, so that the big array will not operate well, otherwise the pressure will multiply, and in addition, the operation of the big array can not be completely suppressed after all, killing the machine with the big The operation of the array is always happening, and it is necessary for someone to resist these murders at any time.

The distribution of the five old people in Daxueshan is naturally no problem, but Yunyao is dissatisfied.

Only one person to deal with yourself?

These wilderness of the South is not too much to see themselves?

When the heart is angry, the sword will be more rapid, and the sword will be like a wave, and the wave will be pushed forward.

Long Jianting has already fallen into the wind, but he does not want to squander his sword. He hardly resists all the attacks of the lord, and does not teach his old friends to be affected. Under this desperate style of play, his eyes are both It seems to release the sword of the white scorpion, and there is a white mist rising behind it. Like a fairy cloud, as the spur of his sword changes, the sword in the palm is like a fairy.

"Hey? Desperate? The sword that is now made is a bit more interesting, but not enough..."

The clouds are cold and screaming, the sword is a little slow, and then re-emerged.

However, what he did not expect was that he wanted to use the sword to force Long Jianting back, thus blocking his power, but he did not expect that Long Jianting suddenly, like crazy, the sword changed. He even rushed toward him, and the sword seemed to have no rules, even disregarding the four friends in the back, and not to fight for life, and recruited to the key points of Yunyao.

"You... you are fooling around, where are you breaking the sword?"

Yun Yao was also in a hurry and was forced to retreat a few feet.

Long Jianting followed him straight, and the voice was sensational: "Long is not coming today!"

"Boom!"

He smashed out his sword and swayed the void, almost using all the power to pull out the sword.

Yun Yao face this sword, but also can only slightly resist the Jianfeng, the body of the earthquake is retreating like a paper basket.

And Long Jianting flew in, and Jianhua was trained: "I am venting for me today!"

boom!

He is so straightforward, but he is temporarily separated from the four old ones, and the back is unguarded. Within this large array, with the operation of the squad, there is a savage sword, and he is injured in an instant. On the back, blood splattered, his sword gas has been contaminated with blood, and he turned into a blood dragon in general, his teeth and claws, and his body skill in one place, swooping down to Yunyuan.

"court death!"

Yun Yao faces this sword, and is ashamed and annoyed. Just like a normal person facing a madman, he did not try to break the sword with a sword. Instead, he put his hands together and then moved to the middle, which immediately ignited the whole sword array. The force, straight to the middle of the dragon sword court whistling away, as the battle master, he can control the power of the entire array, how powerful is it? It’s awesome to force the Dragon Swordsman to return.

However, he did not expect that Long Jianting did not retreat, allowing himself to be eroded by the power of the sword, and a blood dragon was perfectly displayed.

"Hey..."

Yun Yao's chest in the chest, blood stained vestments, squatting back.

However, Long Jianting was also innumerable in his body, and Jin Dan was broken and slowly fell down.

"Dragon Friends..."

The four old people in the back were also shocked and drunk, and they were rushing forward. Zhang Dao, who was surrounded by the middle of the whole, was also led by Yun Yao to deal with Long Jianting, grabbing a line of opportunity, and smashing it. In the midst of finding out the running track, the gods read like electricity, and popped up in the middle of the three old seas. At this moment, the four old people rushed to the front, Hu Qin old man hugged the dragon sword court, and the other three old bodies The shape is like a phantom, and at the same time, it appears in Yunyao's body. Each of them holds the law and prints, and whistling to the clouds that are surrounded by them.

"It turned out that it was a life that was trying to win a chance for them to break the line..."

Yun Yao was shocked and knew that they had mastered the law of large-scale operation. At this time, the big array was already trapped. They couldn’t look at the hatred of the three people. They clearly had to join hands to hurt themselves, and then dare not force the strength. One shot made the flag come out, and hurriedly swayed. The surrounding Jianshan was scattered like a phantom. The Yunjia hundred swords fell to the ground, revealing the original path...

"Going through!"

When Yun Yao waved the flag, he drunk and watched the old man’s suffocation approaching his own eyelashes.

At this time on the mountain trail, Hu Qin old man holding Long Jianting, the youngest of the five oldest ancestors, is about to become the earliest dead one, but his eyes still hate and look at Yunyao, spit out a **** foam. The sound of cold is like being fished out in the **** sea: "You should be glad that this is a battle, otherwise I will blew Jindan at this time, pulling you to die with me..."

"Are you crazy? Why did I have such a big hatred with you?"

Yun Yao was angry and hated, almost roaring and drinking.

"The girl who lost your cloud family before, is the old man's apprentice..."

Long Jianting screamed: "Whoever bullies me can't do it, and people in China don't!"

"You are a child..."

Yun Yaozhen, remembered a thing, remembered the bitter sea cloud house swordsman who was still lying in bed.

"Do you know how hard it is for me to find such a good seedling? Do you know that she has cultivated a lot of pains? I will grow up, it will be a hundred times more powerful than me. She inherits the old man's kendo. She will push the old man's kendo to the extreme of the world, but she... she is such a good seed, it was abandoned by your cloud house... abolished!"

Long Jianting was gray-faced, but he was still excited to drink, and his heart was hard to suppress.

"Then you know? I am a martial martyr in the millennium, but it was abandoned by your juniors?"

Yunyao couldn't help but drink low. The anger was almost more violent than Long Jianting: "What's even worse is that my son was stunned until he was abolished, and he didn't have time to get a sword... He is a born sword. Repair, but he actually lost in the intrigue of the little devil, he has lost his sword, and he has already lost... and he will never have the chance to revenge again..."

"so……"

Long Jianting smiled and said: "That is a good boy, the old man is not as good as him..."

In the laughter, the one-of-a-kind swordsman in the Nanzhan Chu domain practiced, his expression solidified and his life passed.

"Dragon Friends, if the South is standing in the future, I will be the ancestors of five people, you will be in the first place!"

The old man Hu Qin returned the sword from the hand of Long Jianting to help him sit up and knees, and set the sword beside him. He looked at each other and saw no one of the old men talking to the dragon who sat in the first tail. After the court of the court, the remaining four old people continued to move forward. They were a little heavy in their hearts. The first time they lost one person. Although it was the death of Long Jianting, it was also shocking.

It seems to indicate a bad situation. (To be continued.)