v7 Chapter 66： Flying together

"I feel very ironic."

Bai Lisu Snow did not rush to shoot immediately.

Zheng Shou needs time to adjust the rate at this time, and he also needs some time to control some real elements in the body.

In the case of the surrounding practitioners, any forced shot that cannot be smoothly revolved may lead to the killing of the body.

Looking at Zheng S sleeve, who was ridiculed for hurting him, he laughed and said: "He’s staying in your body more than this sword, and you still have to rely on him to stay. Don't you feel ironic about the things in your body?" & Novels; 百里素雪 These words are puns, anyone who knows Zheng sleeves and Wang Jingmeng’s past knows such words for Bai Lisu Snow In terms of identity, it is really rough, but at this time against the enemy, everything that can hurt or irritate the other party, Bai Lisu snow will be used.

His means have achieved corresponding results.

Zheng sleeves are completely angry.

"When all the people who dare to ridicule me dies, no one dares to laugh at me again."

The anger in her eyes burned wildly, and the hair was like a myriad of snakes dancing wildly behind her, and her hair was burning with a white spark, and even her perfect face became awkward.

Extreme anger has made her real elements unrelentingly expanding outwards.

In the interim, in the hundreds of feet centered on her, there are many pale stars, and the stars are just like the whole starry sky is drawn.

In this area, except for these practitioners, all the creatures died quickly.

The flowers and plants are withered and turned into ash, and even the underground insects are silently turned into mulch.

This kind of annihilation of the stars of the cold, even the practitioners such as Huang Dao Shen can not resist.

The surface of his body and the flesh and blood of his body felt an incomparable sting, and then he subconsciously quits.

A silvery dawn shrouded Zheng Zheng and Bai Lisu snow at this time.

His eyes fell like a solid in the twilight of the two men.

This is already a god-like battle, and even a practitioner of this level can't intervene.

There is a strong atmosphere in the air.

The color of the cypress snow has become dignified.

This kind of breath is not even less than those of Zhao Jianhao. Although in the past and Han Zhaowei’s battle, Zheng Shou has never been desperately fighting on the battlefield of any war, but he has no doubt that Zheng Zong is from Jiaodong. The practitioners who stand out from the county will not desperately fight.

A person like Zheng Shou will be terrible if he loses his mind and breaks out all his power.

However, he did not hesitate to use it, and he used a sword that had already been prepared.

His movements still seem to have no change, but it is very simple to pull the sword and sword out toward the front.

When he completed such a natural and smooth movement, he had no sword in his hand, but at the end of his assault, as in the previous time, his hand had a sword that was pure and condensed.

The front end of the ice sword spurts a horrible amount of life.

Even though the atmosphere in the air has been disordered like a hot porridge, it still sounds a clear sword, and this sword is very sweet, even covering all the other sounds at this time.

There are two sword lights in the air.

The two swords of Qingyue with an elegant meaning that is difficult to describe with words, cut those stars, just like two transparent wings are flying.

The edge of the transparent sword is naturally glowing with a colorful glow, with a warm and joyful taste.

The breathing of Pan Ruoye and Huang Dao Shen stopped, and both of them were waiting for the result of the intersection of the swords.

However, what makes them difficult to understand is that there is no jade in this sword of Bai Lisu Snow. The power of this sword itself is not as good as the power of his sword above.

Baili Su Xue can believe in the powerful swordsmanship of so many gates. Why is there such a sword at this time?

What made them even more incomprehensible was that they saw the face of Zheng sleeve suddenly becoming gray.

The starry sky is shaking.

This represents a dramatic fluctuation in her mood.

A cracking sound.

The starry sky formed by the tiny stars-like light was directly cut out by the two swords.

It’s just a seemingly calm picture, but it’s a wave of unimaginable power.

The surrounding temples were suddenly broken, and even in the palaces farther away, there were countless waves of loud waves.

There are countless cracks in the ground on the soles of Zheng sleeves.

In the next moment, the space behind her seemed to be torn apart, and her entire body collided backwards, with the aftertaste on her body directly smashing the study behind her.

The patio where she often stood, including the long table in the study behind her, and the walls behind her, all smashed into pieces.

Her body flew between these gravels, as there were many wounds on the body of white porcelain, and the blood infiltrated her gorgeous and majestic cloak.

Both Pan Ruoyi and Huang Dao Shen couldn't understand it. The practitioners who were constantly retracing by the afterglow of the vitality were even more shocked. I don't know why it would be like this.

This moment of the fight, it is clear that Zheng sleeves should win.

Such a result is like a violation of the rules of power itself.

"Fighting in the wings... defeated by the sword he created for you, you never feel ironic?"

The sound of Bai Lisu snow sounded, accompanied by the wind-like sound of his body.

Many people immediately understand why this is happening.

Since the spring of Chu, Zheng sleeves have been cutting hearts, but the same is true.

Flying more than wings... This sword is not only a good name, but also a beautiful pursuit of love and love for the rest of your life.

At least in the days of Wang Jingmeng, this is the case.

In his eyes, Zheng Shou is his perfect companion, the object of his beautiful imagination.

So he believes in her and trusts her.

He thinks she will be like that.

Regardless of what Zheng sleeve thinks, he is so sincere.

Therefore, he deliberately created such a sword, representing his mood and expectations for the future.

Bai Lisu Snow used this sword, and the cut was the heart of Zheng Sleeve.

From the beginning of the verbal confrontation, Zheng Shou will be fluctuating because of his appearance, his words, and he knows that this sword can succeed.

A bang.

Zheng sleeves feet landing, the expensive uppers of her feet have burst, although forced to control their own figure, did not fall to the ground, but in the moment of landing, she even spit blood, vomiting blood, even The body is bowed.

All the peripheral practitioners know that Zheng Shou's body has been extremely poor, but at this time it is exceptionally quiet, and no one even dares to take the lead.

Because everyone knows that there is still the ability to shoot at the time.