v6 Chapter 50： Hongjun

"what should we do?"

A heavy voice rang in the turret of Changling, and the copper bell hanging on the corner of the corner of the turret was creaking.

Several corner guards will look at Huang Zhenwei, waiting for Huang Zhenwei's answer.

Although Shen Xuan’s courtyard is one of the most difficult areas to observe in the turret, the masters above the seven real estates really played against each other. At this time, Shen Xuan all the way through the lane, breaking the wall and breaking the tile and fleeing toward the Weihe River. The shattered rain in the wind and rain is like The dragon is generally long, how can it escape the sight of many defenders on the corner.

Changling previously arranged these giant-like turrets, which was originally used to find the most powerful practitioners in the Changling. ? ? ? The novel can better resist the enemy of the Daqin Dynasty.

The reason why the practitioners who previously included Bai Shanshui and Zhao Jian furnace were always in awe of Changling and were unwilling to enter the city were the existence of these turrets that could quickly detect their movements.

As long as they shoot in Changling, they must kill Changling at a very fast speed, otherwise they will never be able to leave.

Each corner has a powerful instrument placed on the upper floor, and the defenders are not weak practitioners. Shen Xuan is a big Qin Zhongchen, suffered assassination, and the squadron defender was originally responsible for the protection of the person.

What's more, when Chen Moucheng died, when the city defenders handed over to Huang Zhenwei, Huang Zhenwei and Shen Xuan became the new giants in Changling City.

In the view of these city sergeant generals who are loyal to Huang Zhenwei, Shen Xuan and Huang Zhenwei are the new giants that Zheng sleeves have recently cultivated. They are the right and left arms now, and the Jiaodong County people are now assassinating Shen Xuan. Assassination of Huang Zhenwei.

This is the reason why the lips are cold.

However, Huang Zhenwei, who was silently watching the long mist in the rain, heard such a question, but shook his head and said: "Don't move."

"Why?" These defenders could not understand, and it was still the general who called the first voice, asked.

Huang Zhenwei said: "I am different from him. Jiaodong County will kill him. There will be no opinions on the holy, but the Holy Spirit will not allow Jiaodong County to kill me."

These keeperes also thought about what happened in the Lushan League, and they all understood the meaning of Huang Zhenwei.

"Where is this?" The general led by the general silenced for a moment, said: "The Holy Father will not always need it, and it is even more impossible to rely on someone forever."

Huang Zhenwei nodded. "But even if you want to move, there will be a more appropriate season."

In the long river of water, there is a constant formation of invisible swords.

These long swords are constantly falling on Shen Xuan, who brought out this long mist of water, not only splashing a smoky scent of gray, but also splashing scarlet blood.

Zheng Bai bird took the hand and flew in the wind and rain.

He is very satisfied.

Whether in the vision of the practitioner who sees such a scene, or in his perception, Shen Xuan at this time is like a leader, and he is a freelancer standing on the back of the dragon.

This long dragon is undoubtedly very powerful, but in the face of his sword's inability to resist, the more casual he is at this time, the more powerful he is.

The most important thing is that Changling will have countless practitioners to see such a battle.

The world’s well-known power is far more pleasant and satisfying than it feels strong.

In a small river in the countryside of Changling, there is a small boat.

A Taoist in a green shirt sits in the awning of the leaf boat.

The river is gently swaying, and the boat's boat is lightly rubbing against the reeds.

He was waiting for the rain and the rain to rush out of Changling, passing through here.

This fashion is far away, so he still has leisure time.

However, between the stunned, the Qing dynasty person suddenly changed color. In his perception, there was a breath like a fiery stone that was projected from the air. The potential was twice as fast as the long smog in the Changling City.

Just like a sword, no matter what the realm of the practitioners, the momentum is too fast, there is no success, but it means violent and no room for maneuver.

This Qing dynasty man who couldn’t see his age from the face did not hesitate. There was no sword in his hand, but there was a sudden sound of a sharp sword in his body.

In his hand, a light white jade-like sword light was lit, and the small boat sitting in it was instantly turned into countless pieces, such as countless butterflies flying out.

As his sword pointed upwards, the sky banged, as the giant mountain slid, and in the waters of the Fangye River, all the reeds were broken, driven by his sword, and the arrows went Shoot on.

These reeds have dried up in the winter, especially at this time, and they have no life. However, they travel in the air at a faster speed than the arrow, and the friction between the heaven and the earth that he was inspired by is sharply rubbed. The vitality and greenness of the people.

The resurgence of the heavens and the earth, like the mountains, makes these reeds miraculously green, such as the rapid growth in the soil, it is a moment to form a green curtain in the air.

At the same time, in his hand, the white jade-like sword on his neck, he also produced countless blue sword lights, such as countless vines endlessly growing into the sky.

The bang banged.

The practitioner who fell from the sky broke the green curtain and crossed the violent shock wave with the sword in his hand.

The Taoist snorted and his body slammed into the water below. However, he caught the terrible sword after all, and he waved the stalker from the top.

"Why it is necessary to live with me!"

The two secrets that are rare in the world are used to block the attack of the coming person. The actor’s body is full of blood and numbness, but he is forced to make a sound at this moment. He does not ask the identity of this person. Just shouted: "No matter what relationship you have with Shen Xuan, you should understand that today's practitioners who resist him here are not only one of me! You are so rushing, the real yuan has already burned most of the body, even if you can kill me. Can you go away?"

"Spring is strong, you are He Chunyi, Li Houfu guards the tomb of the Changling."

Wu Hao’s figure was sturdy in the flying cyan debris. His clothes had been shattered by the strong world, and the clothes he wore were more ruined, but the sword in his hand was exceptional. Dazzling, the whole body is golden.

He frowned and looked at the cold-faced Taoist man, and did not hide his contempt: "In the past, in order to please the dignitaries, even the only son was sent to Guanwai, but now it is turned to Jiaodong County, but it is Among the thirteenth Hours of Daqin, the most unrelenting Houfu."

The Qing dynasty is the one who is enshrined in the town of Changling, and the ancestor who grew up with Li Hou from the army. It is also the strongest of the seven sects who stayed in the ancestral home of Changling Town. .

At this time, I heard the words of the other party. The sorrowful eyes of this Lihoufu suddenly ignited the faint anger and sneered. "Do you think that other Houfu will have bones? If there is bones, Changling City will be so quiet. Why should I wait here?"

"The spectator is also much better than the accomplice."

Wu Hao stepped on the water and crossed the sword. He looked at He Chunyi and said solemnly: "Please."

In Changling, this is the invitation of the duel.

He Chunyi’s mouth twitched slightly, and he did not hesitate to go straight out of the sword.

The lake in his body, like the dyke, burst into the white jade sword, but the sword from the white jade sword is soft to the extreme, with a unique meaning.

The heavens and the earth that swelled in the sky fell in the distance, but it rushed from the ground to his side.

Hundreds of cyan swords swirled around him, as the growing vines were interspersed and densely woven.

His sword is a guard.

Although he is a strong among the rare seven realms, today is just an insignificant piece. In his view, even if he is entangled with the other side here, there will still be someone who will stop Shen Xuan.

The other party rushed here at the cost of burning most of the real yuan, and it is absolutely not durable.

In any respect, he is the best choice to deal with the strongest sword.

But the key is that he must be able to keep the sword.

At the time of his sword, Wu Hao also had a sword.

When the cyan vine-like sword light was woven into a shackle, he was firmly guarded in the middle. He saw two golden lights flying on Wu’s sword, like two huge wings, which became more and more in his horizon. The bigger, the moment he occupied all his perceptions, obscured the sky, and filled all the world outside him.

Two huge golden wings were photographed.

A bang.

The river in the wild river was dry, and then he was carrying the sword light wrapped around him, and he continued to press down, constantly pressing into the ground, and he did not know how many feet he went into.

"There is such a magnificent sword!"

He Chunyi’s face changed dramatically, and his thoughts just emerged in his mind. The Jianguang outside his body could not withstand the pressure and instantly collapsed.

Jianguang cracked, and then his body collapsed.

Kakaka...

His body burst like a stone and broke into the surrounding soil.

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"Hongjun sword?"

Zheng Baiyu blinked his eyes slightly, and his expression was dignified. Like many practitioners in Changling City, he saw the two swords like giant golden wings. Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotian.net