v3 Chapter 38： spark

The long sword worn by the practitioner wearing a white long gown is also moon white. After the real body flows into the sword of the long sword, the atmosphere of the gathering is just a thin radiance and flowing on the surface of the blade.

The sword seemed to be light but yet tough and sharp, and the two strong men who were killed by him were all cut off by the swords of his hands.

The generals who stood silent as part of the abandoned chariot were extremely patient, and waited until the luster of the moon white sword fainted, and he suddenly moved.

There was a muffled sound at his feet, like a giant hammer slamming on something that wrapped cotton.

This kind of voice is not noticed at this time in the battlefield where the distant wolves are huddled and shivering. However, in the next moment, this young general will become the focus of everyone around.

The two exhaust waves turned to the sides as he swelled into the body.

The power of the scorpion made all the sergeants on his marching line all turn out with the waves.

The barley on his body originally looked like a little pattern in the dark, but at the moment it was covered with extremely thick black gold ribs.

Hot air hits these streaks and sputters a piece of golden Mars.

Inspired by the scent of the general body, the face of the swordsman wearing a white-colored gown is suddenly pale. This is when he is weak, but in a sense, it is also the strongest moment in his life. .

Because the opponent's unprecedented power, it is bound to let him inspire all the power, including the last means of life.

A white spar with a unique breath of the present life hangs in front of him, the white flames fall into the sword in his hands, and at the same time, the sky is moving from the roaring mountain. sound.

Many flying swords in this sky made a horror of fear and avoided.

A scream of exclamation sounded unstoppable.

Although the swordsman of this month's white gown was murdered like a mustard, even the five strong players were smothered, but this person has been hiding until this time, until now, the surrounding talents are awakened, this person is the real seven. Master of the situation.

At this time, the generals of the Qing Dynasty had already rushed into front of him.

A sharp slamming sound.

A dazzling purple flame emerged from the hands of the generals.

Boom!

There was a dull drumming sound between the heavens and the earth.

However, this dull sound, at this time, covered most of the sounds on the battlefield, and the hearts of everyone were shocked.

The figure of the swordsman wearing a white long gown disappeared instantly.

When the people around me came back, they realized that the body of the seven-sword swordsman had turned into a white streamer in the night, and I wondered how many feet had been shaken by the future.

The body of the generals stood still.

His figure was incomparably tall, as the cyan armor on his body began to crack.

Those streaks that shine with golden light seem to absorb the impact of this hard work, but the result is that the green bark itself is cracked, and the real element that is tumbling on his body blows away.

Inside the collapsed scorpion is a thin middle-aged man.

His right hand clasped a purple thing like a short stick, his face was awkward and melancholy, but he couldn't tell the perseverance.

"Fan General!"

In such a long period of chaos, even the strongest of the seven realms have been weak, and the rest of the people are naturally more exhausted. However, in the moment when the middle-aged man showed his figure, countless cheers and shouts shook. Many people put their strength and courage in the moment, and even gained the confidence to win.

In such a battlefield, in this whole world, only one Fan surname can give such sergeant's confidence to himself.

Dachu Dynasty, Yumong general Fan Dongliu.

One side is the Chu army, the other side is mostly Xuanyi Xuanjia, and most of the practitioners are swordsmen, which is naturally the army of the Daqin Dynasty.

Listening to the shouts and cheers at this time is full of surprises, you can conclude that the original Chu army here, the vast majority of people do not know that Fan Dongliu will be here.

Seeing that the guru of the white long-sleeved shirt was shocked, a few swordsmen wearing light armor or cloth clothes were exposed to the mournful color, and flew toward Fan Dong.

Fan Dongliu's face is as usual, the purple object of the right hand is like a short stick, and the jewel-like light is slightly emitted. A unique air machine reverses into his body, but his right hand is still hanging, his left hand is pointing The sword, shooting purple sword light, easily assassinate the several swordsmen.

He is one of the most powerful of the Dachu dynasty. His strength is far superior to the seven-level master of the same level. In the previous battle, he could not stand it, but it was to play a decisive role at this time.

As soon as he killed the several swordsmen, his body flew up and headed north, falling faster and faster than a large flying sword to a large and heavy chariot.

This chariot is like a square, and it is different from the general chariot itself, and there are also strange metal nets that prevent the impact of the symbol.

In the middle of the chariot, he was sitting alone with an old man.

This old man does not need a sword. However, every breath in his body fluctuates. The ground on one side of the battlefield will instantly tumbling, and the Chu army practitioners who are on the scene will immediately lose track.

In the eyes of Fan Dongliu, this old man is the most threatening figure on the battlefield at this time.

Not only the other side must be the cultivation of the seven realms, but each attack of the old man seems to be dispatching the situation on the entire battlefield. His every shot is accumulating a victory for the Qin army.

Fan Dongliu couldn't think of a general who had such a general in addition to those he was familiar with.

But he can be sure that as long as he can successfully kill this old man, the battle will end with their victory.

The guru who wore a moon-white gown was the ram of the Luo Shenjian, who was the only one on the route to assassinate the old man. He had a deadly threat to him. At this time he used a dozen practitioners and The price of a royal gold armor successfully solved this threat. In his opinion, no one can interfere with his fight with this old man.

However, at this time, Fan Dongliu suddenly felt an extraordinary atmosphere.

He looked up incredulously and looked at the endless sky above.

In the endless sky, a few white streams suddenly appeared.

These few white streams are not the brilliance of Feijian, but a few real flames.

Above the endless sky, the white sparks that fell.

At this moment, Fan Dongliu thought of a lot of stories.

In the battlefields of the former Daqin dynasty and the Han, Zhao, and Wei dynasties, there have been many such sparks.

There are a lot of famous people, that is, fallen in such a spark.

This represents one of the most powerful heritages of the Bashan swordfield, but the legendary female practitioner who has exerted such power many times has completely changed his identity.

"admire."

Fan Dongliu’s mouth was full of unspeakable bitterness. He immediately guessed the identity of the old man. The unbelievable meaning in his eyes quickly turned into emotion. He whispered to himself: “I don’t even think you even left. Changling, came here... Is the Changling now not an empty city?"

......

Lushan.

The sky will be clear.

Only the last few stone steps were left in front of the Emperor Yuanwu.

From the armored warships to the nearest shoal to Lushan, walked all the way to the mountain, he just used the night.

In his perception, he has not felt the strange fluctuations in the distant wilderness.

He knew that the battle had settled, and the corner of his mouth once again had some confident smiles.

Coincidentally, at this time, in the sky that will turn over the white belly, a thin meteor has been drawn.

"The star will fall, good luck."

Such an astrologer has his own history officials to judge and record, but he has already made a statement and said this to Huang Zhenwei behind him.

Because in his opinion, the history books of later generations will be determined by him. R1058