v16 Chapter 167： Bright

Holding the sword, Jian Ruohan felt his every move, a thought, and Mengjian is well known.

At this moment, Jian Ruohan felt that Mengjian had become a part of her body and a part of her soul.

The sword is one!

"Give me a failure!"

Just then, the storm came, and a sword rushed over.

Jian Ruoruo held the sword again, covered in frost, and the eyes of her eyes lit up, and the sword in her hand was more excited and trembling.

The power of the six-pointed spirit erupted from the shocked sword.

"Since you are here, fight again!"

"The secret of martial arts! Ice dragon's interest!"

Jian Ruohan once again stimulated the secret of Wuhun, and the ice crystal dragon condensed again.

Feng laughed and said: "The same meaning is that the second power in front of me is halved! Because you did not fail the first time, the second time is impossible!"

"The third sword of the Jiuyuan Sword! Poyue!"

Feng Yunxiu once again showed the third sword, attached the sword and the shadow to the sword, and immediately burst out a powerful force.

Above the blade of the storm, like the power that destroys the earth, the sword falls, enough to easily crush a mountain!

Bang--

Feng Yunxiu and Jian Ruohan met again.

An exciting storm swept the entire audience, and some swords in Sword City were restored to low swords. At the scene, the blood in the body is turbulent, and the blood spurts out blood.

After the sword hit, the wind sword was directly crushed by the ice crystal dragon!

At this time, the wind and clouds are like a broken kite, usually falling out and landing 100 meters away.

The hit from this hit broke the breastbone in half!

"Ah! I'm going to kill you!"

The pain from the body stimulates the wind.

When Feng Yunxiu was about to turn over, there was a cold chill in his throat.

Feng and Yun covered their eyes, and Jian stood in front of him without expression. The shocking sword in his hand exudes the cold of eternal age, it is higher than his throat. If the wind and the clouds dared to move a little bit, as long as the sword was cold and sent the sword forward gently, it would be enough to easily break the wind passing through the throat!

"you lose!"

If Jian said coldly.

Feng Yunxiu has big eyes and an incredible face. "This is the way it is possible! How can I lose, how can I lose!"

"I can still play! I'm still playing!"

The wind and clouds will not stop.

Jian Ruoruo said: "If I just want to kill you, this sword will be enough to pass through your throat!"

Feng Yunxiu heard Jian Ruohan's words and couldn't fall to the ground, his eyes were empty.

As Jian Ruohan said, if the sword is going to kill him, he is already dead!

"I surrender!"

Feng Heyun closed his eyes and couldn't accept this result.

Sword immediately picked up the sword and turned to the second position.

"If the sword is cold, you will win!"

"Feng and Yun are defeated!"

"The innocent kings of seven hundred countries in Lingdong have actually lost!"

"Jian Ruohan has won, but this is only a victory. If it is not the last sword, it will fly out of the storm, and Jian Ruohan's fast sword will fall on the throat of the storm, and the uniform will be better. If it is not the last sword, it will fly out of the storm. You wait for the wind to stop, and it is estimated that the two will have to compete for more than a dozen rounds to win the game!"

"Are you stupid? The master has a trick, then a miss, a difference! Why do we have to grasp the flaw, catch the flaw and hit the enemy!"

"Jian Ruohan caught Feng Yunxiu's flaws and defeated Feng Yun, there is nothing wrong with it!"

"Jian Ruohan's second position is Jiang Ruohan relying on her experience in the exhibition. I dare say that if Feng Yunxiu and Jian Ruohan were playing a game, the result would be the same!"

Many soldiers have discussed this issue.

"Anyway, Feng Yunxiu and Jian Ruohan have a battle. This is the fiercest battle in Lingdong in the past 100 years!"

"Too powerful."

The power of Feng Yunxiu and Jian Ruohan deeply shocked the restoration of many swords.

Jian Ruoruo was sitting in the second seat, she looked at the sword in her hand, slightly fascinated.

Before, Jian Ruohan saw the sword flying out of Zifeng's storage bag.

"This sword is yours!"

After Jian won the battle, he returned to his seat and sent Dream Sword back to Zifeng.

Although Jian Ruohan liked this sword very much, it was Zifeng after all, and she still had to return.

Sword Ruohan prefers the feeling of holding Dream Sword. It feels like this sword is tailor-made for her, perfectly matching her body and soul.

Zifeng stretched out his hand and held the shocking sword.

However, the shocking sword trembled fiercely in Zifeng's hands, as if he was very unwilling to be in Zifeng's hands.

When Jian Ruohan saw the shocked Mengjian, with a pair of resistant appearance, his eyes were bright.

The sword has spirit, chooses the Lord and serves.

Zifeng smiled and handed the scared sword to Jian Ruohan and said, "Now she is yours."

The sword is cold and shows an incredible happiness: "Do you want to give her to me? She is a six-wind instrument! It is worth the price!" Zifeng smiled faintly: "The true value of the sword It lies in finding her master!"

"The dream of surprise chose you. You are the master of the sword!"

"Receive it."

Zifeng said.

Sword Ruohan holds the shocking sword and cherish it. Her cold face also showed a smile, grateful: "Thank you."

Zifeng shook his head and said, "I don't have to say thank you. I have no strength, I can't resist the sword. She is a sword. She has the right to choose a swordsman!"

"This is her choice, I respect her!"

Zifeng looked at the shocking sword and said it meaningfully.

Jian Ruoruo smiled and returned to his seat with Mengjian.

Du Guiyun looked at the scared Dream Sword at the moment, smiled and said to Jian Qianqiu: "Master Jian Zhuang, have you found this sword very familiar!"

Jian Qianqiu's face was cold and nodded: "Brother Qingmeng! It was originally a story about Lingdong in 700 countries, I don't know!"

Du Guyun smiled and said, "Hahaha, it seems that you will marry a woman soon."

Jian Qianqiu took a look, then glanced at Plain Purple Wind slightly, and an unrecognizable light flashed in his eyes.

Zifeng is undergoing a triple test. Once it works, Jian Qianqiu naturally knows that the green sword is in Zifeng's hands.

However, Jian Qianqiu's cultivation and appearance of Zifeng really didn't like it.

Zifeng's appearance is very ordinary, not handsome, but not ugly!

The most important thing is that Zifeng’s cultivation is only a half-step in the middle of the gods.. This is a bit unsightly...