v3 Chapter 119： Venomous dragonfly

This faint black sword shook a little, this time not because of the tension of Xie Rou, but because the real element in her body has begun to spurt into the black sword.

Emperor Pu Lian’s eyelids also shrank sharply.

He did not see any pictures of the real swords on the surface of the black sword. The real element of Xie Rou, directly flowing into the black sword along the hilt!

At the same time, he saw the purple fog rising on the tip of the black sword.

Numerous tiny purple needles like needles sprang from the black tip of the sword at an alarming speed. Just a moment, a purple mist formed in front of him, and the figure of Xie Rou disappeared directly behind the purple fog.

A slap in the mouth sprang out from his mouth.

The seven-sword sword in his hand is still on his chest and stretched out.

The dazzling light of the seven groups of swords joined together, forming a moving wall in front of him.

This is the famous defensive sword-style "Yongshan Broken" of Tie Ping Jian Yuan.

When Xie Rou’s real yuan directly poured into the black sword, he had already determined that the black sword in the other hand was not a standard steel sword, and it must be an amazing sword.

In the case of the unspeakable soft hand, this sword has a sturdy defensive effect.

The purple fog was weak, and he was shaken by his cross sword in an instant. The figure of Xie Rou appeared again in his sight.

At the same time, however, a sweet scent was directed at his mind, causing his mind to sink.

"poison!"

Huang Pulian reacted in an instant, and he rushed out with a sigh of relief. All the inhaled air in the chest was spewed out by the squeeze and the real element.

At the same time, his golden sword with a dazzling brilliance in his hand carries a sturdy breath that goes forward without any pause.

The air in front of him shook, followed by a roar, as if a few of his powers were suddenly in front of his sword, carrying a giant column toward Xierou.

This is the "Yushan style" of the Iron Gate Kennedy. This is not the most exquisite and spicy sword in the Iron Screen Kensington, but it is definitely one of the most sturdy swords.

Regardless of the toxins contained in the purple mist, he still has the confidence to defeat Xie Rou before the poison.

Xierou’s face was white, and the bleak black sword in her hand swayed out, but did not greet the front, but plucked to the rear.

Her body followed the sword's roundabout and smothered it directly like a bird finch flew back.

Many of the eyes of the selected students flashed an unexpected light.

In addition to the sword in Xierou's hands, they began to find that Xie Ro is not as weak as they thought. At this time, the trick "Yan Xiangyu" was originally used for rapid attack. At this time, she was used to escape and it was very subtle. Most of them could not react faster and do it. better.

However, in the eyes of most people, Xie Ro is still not likely to win.

Because Huang Pulian's change is also extremely fast.

"嘶啦" a crack.

The roar of the ears of the people has not disappeared, and the tearing sound of the cloth has already sounded in the air.

Huang Pulian’s head was raised high, and the sword in his hand was a sharp one.

A red-red sword flame separated from his sword, and slid upwards and flew out, falling to the body of Xie Rou who had just flew backwards.

This sword flame looks like a burning cloud. The sword-like name is also the "burning cloud". The sword is worthy of the sky. Even if Xie Rou gives birth to his wings, it is too late to dodge.

Xie Roi only has a hard connection.

Looking at this picture, Zhang Yi was so nervous that she even stopped breathing.

He felt that Huang Pulian was very strong and changed his position in Xie Rou. Perhaps he might not be able to withstand the sword.

The wind and rain made a big noise, and then it was thunder.

In everyone's sight, Xie Roo did not care about her own falling body, her body fell freely, and the sword in her hand was a madness that instantly smashed dozens of swords toward the front.

The singular spur of the sword swayed the heavens and the earth to form a storm, and then there was a purple thunder in the wind and rain.

Many of the bystanders have a more shocking mood in their eyes.

This is the Guanshan style wind sword style of Guanzhong.

This sword is very strong.

Especially the momentum is very strong.

They never thought that a girl like Xie Rou could show such a sword like many Guanzhong Dahao.

Huang Pulian did not think of it.

However, he does not think he will lose.

Thinking of the warnings of the previous blade, he took a deep breath and, once he did not let his real yuan violently violently, once again output a real sword into the hands of the seven swords.

Oh...

The dense slamming sounds.

The storm has officially met with the fire cloud.

A loud bang.

Only in a flash, the thunder and thunder were all broken, and the body of Xie Rou, who had fallen freely, swayed up high, and then flew out in a weird posture like a broken kite.

The breathing of many people in the field has completely stopped. Many people squint at the body of the flying Xie Rou, thinking about how the Emperor Pu Lian should end the battle.

However, at this time, the body of Huang Pulian’s sturdy forward was a hard-pressed one.

The land under his feet had been wetted by tiny raindrops, but as he suddenly stopped, his feet suddenly exploded two waves of dust.

There was another scream in his mouth.

This time, Li Xiaosheng was filled with a strong shock.

Among the scattered red-red sword flames and scattered raindrops and shattered lightning in front of him, hundreds of black fine lights are shining towards him!

At this time, only he had time to notice the black fine light of the fine hair of the cow. Only he could perceive it clearly. These fine light still came from the tip of Xie Rou.

These black fine lights came from the inner inside of the black sword in Xierou's hand. With the violent spurt of her real yuan, the sword's sword naturally flew out!

Most importantly, these black fine lights exude a more intense sweet and stinking scent, and at this moment only his eyes are blurred.

As the two waves of dust under his feet blew open, his right wrist with his sword turned soft and soft, and the entire arm was also drawn in a round and rapid wave.

Jianguang rotates in front of him and expands.

The blazing golden sword light formed an open umbrella in front of him.

"What kind of sword is this?"

One of the candidates was shocked and called out.

This is obviously a more defensive sword than the "Yokoyama", but he has never heard of it, it should be one of the secret swords of the Iron Screen Ken.

The oncoming black light is blocked by the sword of Emperor Pu Lian.

However, the local Emperor Pu Lian was pale and pale.

A black gas ran along the sword in his hand, and immediately flowed to his hilt, and then flowed into his hand.

His body quickly burst into a sense of weakness like many days without eating, and then his eyes were completely blurred.

He can't see it.

A muffled sound of "Peng" sounded in front of him.

He knew that it was the sound of Xie Rou's fall.

His hand lifted hard and wanted to throw the sword at this moment and turn the sword into a meteor.

However, his strength seemed to be taken out at once. When he raised his hand, he felt that his sword could not be thrown in front of Xie Rou.

"how is this possible!"

His remaining strength turned into an incredible scream.

The seven-sword sword in his hand was drastically faint and fell to the ground.

His whole person fell weakly to the front and fell to the ground.

"What sword is this?"

A lot of exclamations sounded at the same time.

Among the people who are vocal, some are even the teachers who watched the battle.

Everyone has thoroughly seen that this sword in Xie Rou contains amazing poisonousness. Her sleek black sword is covered with many venomous pores.

What makes them extremely puzzled is that since the poison contained in this sword is so horrible, then Xie Rou should be equally poisonous.

In such a violent collision, such a poisonous spirit should also pervade her body.

However, at this time, Xie Rou who fell to the ground has stood up.

Her body is still shaking, but her figure is a lot of people feel guilty.

"Poisonous dragon! It is a poison dragon!"

A scream is not known from where it is sent, but just listening to the sound makes it clear that the person is full of fear.

"Poisonous dragon!"

"It turned out to be...!"

Many of the teachers and students in the practice site took a breath of air and the body suddenly became stiff.

"At last, some people still know this sword."

The net glaze in the shed sneered and chilled.

Yantai Guanjian turned his head with some emotions and looked at Ding Ning who was in the dusk.

This sword is a legend.

It was once the sword of the most powerful practitioner of the Da Zhao Dynasty.

In the seemingly dull Xuan Tiejian body, it is actually embedded in a real poisonous dragon body. With the strength of the real yuan, Dan Jing will produce different toxins, and the hilt of the sword is made of yellow dragon horn, which can easily solve the threat of these toxins.

In the battle of the Qin and Zhao Dynasties in the previous generation, this sword once killed tens of thousands of Qin Jun.

Just because it was an old thing decades ago, this sword has long disappeared with the vision of the world's practitioners as the master passed away, and few people know.

And this wine shop boy, but partial life to remember.

Does he know that this sword was attributed to Zhao Kuo’s hand after the death of the Zhao Dynasty in the Zhao Dynasty, and finally returned to the Jianshan Jianzong Valley with the Daqin army as the city level was broken?

"Won…"

Zhang Yi looked at Xie Rou who stood with the sword, and some of them could not believe it.

But as he trembled, he began to understand why Xie Roe could pass the previous level more easily than most of the candidates in the room.

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