Chapter 700

Name:Storm of Kings Author:Gu Jianfeng
The Pei family and those foreign monks began to attack the temple. Seeing this, Zhou lie suddenly felt that the preparations he had made were not enough.

If he had known that this would happen, he would bring the innate energy lamp to him. In addition, he would look for it through the eye of the avalanche. He would not miss the treasures that are helpful to him.

Money is hard to buy. I knew it would be useless to think about it now. I can only get down to prepare for the battle.

Zhou lie pressed his eyebrows. Even if he lost his eyesight, he should seize the time to see the details of these people.

As the saying goes, know yourself and know your enemy, and win a hundred battles, this is no empty talk! It has been proved in previous operations that if you can know the treasures of the enemy in advance, and even the enemy doesn't know that he is carrying heavy treasure, you suddenly activate it and take advantage of it. To this extent, it can be called "realm".

Outside the temple, there was a lot of killing.

Some friars are not sword practitioners at all, but come to join in the fun.

Some monks do have two brushes in the cultivation of kendo, but they are restrained by this dilapidated temple. They are not as good as those who don't use swords! They can only form sword array in twos and threes in order to break through in this way.

The two door gods pulled up their feet and beat their chests to make a silent roar.

Many people looked at the sky in surprise and found that the marks of the sky that had misled them into thinking of the flight path had moved!

I don't know who called out: "no!"

Then a few friars scurrying.

If you are quick to respond, you can do everything you can to escape. The reaction is slow. I haven't recovered. I feel my body vibrates with the air.

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

At this moment, including friars of the Pei family, even the heart of crying to death.

What is the sword master doing? Are they not allowed to move the monks who walk into the temple? What a motherfucker! Even the sword marks left in the sky are summoned here, leaving no way for people to live!

The roar was just around the ear, and many people were surprised to find that they had not been attacked.

Those monks with swords, spears, swords and halberds, axes, axes, hooks and forks are sad. It turns out that they were killed by the trace of heaven.

Even if friar Sipin is here, as long as he doesn't practice Kendo and doesn't have half sword intention, he will be mercilessly killed. His body suddenly broke into blood mist, and even the bone residue was rubbed into powder!

What a tragedy!

Great!

This kind of scene makes people can't help but associate with some legends left by the swordsman.

It is said that saints emphasize enlightenment, but is there no blood at the feet of saints?

Many sages are saints in their blood and kings in the outside, which means that they should display their talents and virtues internally and use kingly means externally. Obviously, this is a fact telling everyone that they should not treat others as people except sword cultivation.

After such a toss, five or six minutes passed.

Zhou lie breathed a sigh of relief, and the project was progressing smoothly, and one third of the project had been completed.

As long as you hold on for another 20 minutes, you will be able to breathe. I hope that the temple and the two door gods can create more surprises, or with the strength of 26 wolf gods and him alone, we can't bear the pressure of these "senior masters".

After all, the age of others is there! Maybe it's the leader of the previous generation, or the famous person of the last two generations. Even if he has survived all the years, he can still make it to the fourth grade. What's more, there is no one good match for Jianxiu. All of them are people who blow their beards and stare at each other.

Don't practice Kendo without spirit.

If you want to care, potential and soul, you can't do it without killing people!

It's all bullshit to talk about the sword of benevolence.

Yue Nu clearly told Zhou lie that the sword has been a lethal weapon since ancient times. If you don't kill people, it's a decoration.

Therefore, if you want to make a breakthrough, you have to put yourself in the abyss of water. You have to look inside for the heart of the sword, and externally for a sword. If you don't have the ambition of Lingyun, don't practice Kendo, because you can't do it.

"I'll do it!" The spade swordsman launched a piece of black petals, arranged in a very strange pattern in the air. Many people had a premonition that something bad was about to happen.

Zhou lie frowned. Although the eye of the avalanche is fierce, it is difficult for those who surpass him too much and carry heavy treasures on them!

Maybe you see 99% of the time, but the last point is not clear part of the role, this kind of thing in these masters is not impossible, but the probability is very high.

"Spade swordsman!"

"Sword master Pei Zhentian!"

"Sword demon Pei Yuanji!"

"The White Devil and the other four old men can't see through it!"

"Eight in all! If they all hand in hand, it is estimated that two face-to-face will break me into pieces! No, prepare for the worst. "

At this time, the black petals turned into a black forest, and the sight was full of withered peach trees, which made people feel frightened, as if they had entered the most terrible stage of the end of the world.

Everything is withering in silence.

Seeing this scene, the experts on the scene set off a storm and decided not to provoke the spade swordsman. Compared with ten years ago, this guy is as high as the sky.Even Pei Zhentian, who just fought with the spade swordsman, couldn't help wringing his eyebrows and slowly squeezed his hands behind his back

This is the withering sword!

This is the sword of doomsday!

No life, all death!

Seeing the door god holding the door dry, he changed from Zhang Liujin to Zhang Gua. His sword Qi and haze are dying out. After a moment, it will weaken more and more!

With this spade swordsman using his superb skills, others see the opportunity, fly out of the sword without saying a word, and try their best to break through the obstacles.

Zhou lie felt the vibration coming from the ground. The ruined temple was like an old monk. He turned with his hands together and looked at everyone with very calm eyes.

"My God! Is this the part left by the swordsman? "

Many people feel a sense of peace. However, this spirit of peace has its own law and dignity, and it is not allowed to be violated by others.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang Qiang..."

When the old monk opened his eyes, all the swordsmen couldn't control their swords.

The cosmic front is also singing, join the pilgrimage!

Zhou lie quickly bite the tip of his tongue to remind himself not to indulge in the atmosphere created by the temple. He shook hands and collected the cosmofront into his ancestral orifices, which made him feel better.

Jingquan also has a way to restrain the pilgrimage.

A few days ago, when I came to sword training, many people knelt down and kowtowed hard. I wish the swordsman would put himself in the door wall immediately. Some people wailed and felt that they had finally seen the dawn, and that they could be prosperous in the future.

There are more than one hundred people, all kinds of people, not to mention 2000 people here?

"Ah, ah - what's wrong with me?" Those monks who are not weak in practice finally react. Where are the old monks? It's all their fantasies. Unexpectedly, they spit blood in the next moment, and their mind is severely damaged.

"Fifteen minutes to go!" Zhou lie is not half lax. He is ready to attack the big enemy's killing moves at any time

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