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"Click!"

The word "thunder" floating in the void was suddenly dispersed with Chen Wenxian's explosion. At the same time, dark clouds surged in the sky, and thunder and lightning of the size of bowl mouth covered the sky above Sikong Banyu, like a thunder pool hell.

Sikong half language saw the situation and took a deep breath. Mu ran, the three feet green front in his hand, raised it and chopped it with a sword against the thunder cloud in the sky. The terrible sword spirit was like a palm intended to kill the sky, and directly cut the thunder cloud into two parts. The thunder fell out of control and fell aimlessly on the ground beside it. All of a sudden, the ground was riddled with holes. The original picture of beautiful scenery turned into a broken wall and broken rock.

"Good way, try again with me." Chen Wenxian looked at his "thunder" character. He was so easily broken by Sikong Banyu's sword, and his fighting spirit was surging. Sikong Banyu was only the existence of the semi God peak, and he had such terrible fighting power. He felt that he had no regrets for his life if he could die in the hands of such a strong sword practitioner.

"Come on! Let me see how many layers of fire you have when you enter the Tao with books. " Sikong half language holding sword and standing in the void, eyes cold. Although he feels sad about Chen Wenxian's experience, there are more than ten million people in the world who can't control themselves. Therefore, only by accepting sorrow and making every effort to fight a war can we respect Chen Wenxian the most.

Chen Wenxian drinks lightly, and his figure turns into a void and shuttles through the void. The ink flashes in the void and turns into a series of iron drawing silver hooks. It seems that he has regarded the whole void as a piece of white rice paper. Chen Wenxian, a writer, is taking the sky curtain as paper to write his last glory in this life.

"Chen didn't admire anyone in his life. The only thing he admired was" Red Man River "by King Yue

"I'm so angry, I look at the fence, and the drizzling rain stops."

Tear! The whole sky curtain with the huge brush in the void, making a sound like being torn, eleven words flashed in the void. All of a sudden, the whole void suddenly raised a burst of roar, the sound of anger, as if to break the heaven and earth in general, the terrible breath lifted up the ground which had been thousands of white holes, bursts and ups and downs.

"Hiss He has already touched the edge of the book road? " Sikong Banyu looks at this scene, can't help but take a breath, 3000 roads, the book road is also in its list naturally. However, being close to the origin of Tao is something that the strong man in heaven and human realm is qualified and capable of understanding. Now Chen Wenxian is just equivalent to the cultivation of Dadan Yuanjing, and he can already feel the power of origin. If such talent appeared in Zhuque mainland, it would certainly be the talent that all the Universiades and major schools were striving for! Because this basically more than 60% of the chance, can become the source of the most powerful master.

"It's a pity it was born in the wrong place." For the first time, Sikong half language revealed a pity color, but unfortunately returned to a pity, but his hands did not mean to be soft.

"Kendo The anger of the common people. "

The power of the sword, which contains the power of a sword spirit, is not as powerful as it used to be. Now, the power of Sikong Banyu's sword, even the master of Dadan Yuanjing, can not receive much, which is comparable to that of the so-called fairyland master.

In a flash, on the curtain of the void, the sword spirit like an invincible savage rushed to smash the curtain with eleven big characters written on it. The vigorous and vigorous font turned into light ink with stars, which floated around and slowly integrated into the void.

"Look up at the eyes, look up to the sky, roar, strong bosom fierce."

"Kendo The anger of the scholar. "

Once again, there was a collision between Kendo and Shudao. If it was not far away from the capital, people would have to worry about whether there was an earthquake. The mountains and the earth shaking, the insects, fish, birds and beasts fled in a hurry, and those who could escape were lucky, because the unfortunate ones had been buried in the thick soil And the tremor of the void.

"Thirty merits, dust and earth, eight thousand miles, clouds and moon."

Chen Wenxian's light drink excited the breath of emptiness. Waves of heroic dry clouds turned into invisible shock waves, just like a ruler of heaven and earth, cleaning the whole world with heroic spirit.

The impact of that road made Sikong's half language look dignified and incomparable, because today's Chen Wenxian is totally addicted to the book, forgetting himself and enjoying himself wholeheartedly. That kind of feeling like the unity of heaven and man is true to the Tao. With the help of Tao, part of the heaven and earth's magnanimity has been integrated into his attack.

"No, the emperor is angry." He thought Chen Wenxian's strength was at the peak of Dadan Yuanjing, and he could easily take it. Now he found that he underestimated him. He was in the middle of the book with a heart of death. He was completely released. The terror of the attack made Sikong Banyu feel a little scared and dare not hide any more.

Thousands of sword Qi, in that heroic air of the wave, carry on again and again of the confrontation, the void roar rumble concussion unceasingly, but the ground has already been razed to the ground, that breath affects the rolling earth rolling, as if there are fierce beasts tumbling under the ground, the whole is the end of the world."Ha ha Sikong Banyu, this battle is Chen Mou's most happy one. Although Chen relies on the advantage of cultivation, he is very happy to meet an opponent like you. Your Kendo is now the first person in the world. It's a great honor for Chen to meet you. "

"Chen studied calligraphy all his life and didn't know the changes of spring and autumn. However, the fate of people, Chen's whole life, also just wrote this song "man Jiang Hong" to Shangyi, which may be regarded as Chen's only regret! Today, let Chen show the above characters in the red man river. I hope that in the future, someone in the world will fulfill Chen's wish and write this down

Chen Wenxian's expression is indifferent, and the whole person is not happy or sad. The bold and unrestrained spirit in the sky is suddenly scattered without a trace. Instead, it is a kind of sad cry that hovers between heaven and earth, just like the sadness of heaven and earth.

"Why bother?" Sikong half language looks at this scene, can't help but sigh.

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