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Luo Changfeng is good at using swords and guns.

He once practiced the sword art of Senior Bai Yu in the academy, but later obtained the butcher knife of the academy and has not been sheathed yet and has been nurturing the knife.

It cannot be used until the critical moment of life and death.

The family-born traveling dragon and rifle is also a famous weapon on the magic weapon list.

The dragon dared not say that Wu was so brilliant that he was as outstanding as his father's death, but he was also outstanding and dared not forget it.

However, in addition to swords and guns, Luo Changfeng also has a picture of Huanhua and Sword Washing from Jiange, Kunlun Mountain.

There are millions of ancient swords and famous swords in the sword washing map, but unfortunately, no sword really belongs to him.

He does not understand swordsmanship, and having millions of swords is a waste of resources. Therefore, whenever he faces enemies, he has been honing the late swordsmanship that he will be able to enter the house.

Until it doesn't get into the eyebrow.

Common sense says that when the broken sword pierced into the eyebrows, Luo Changfeng's soul had been damaged or even destroyed. But he woke up safely and was filled with sword intent that could not be waited to break out of his body. The most terrifying thing is,

The sword intent is still rising endlessly.

It turned out that the broken sword that entered the middle of the eyebrows was not returned, it was originally the ancient sword lost in the Huanhua Snowing Sword Picture.

The broken sword entered the eyebrows and returned to the empty sword position in the millions of sword positions of the Yuanshen Sword Washing Picture. It also brought a trace of sword intent and a trace of insight that Luo Bing, a white-robed robe, had left on the broken sword.

Luo Changfeng cultivates swords and understands swords, but what he lacks is this feeling.

In that moment, a trace of wandering, the fall of Luo Bing in the white clothes, remains of the sword. The consciousness on the sword fell in the boundless dark night. It awakened the sleeping sword-washing map like a rain.

The million-dollar swords in it, and then the huge sword tomb became cold and cold in an instant.

The Million Ancient Sword, carrying the long-lost anger of anger, stirred Luo Changfeng's spiritual consciousness and awakened him.

Luo Changfeng smiled slightly.

An Hongdou's expression was dazed in an instant, and this familiar smile reminded her of the past. She seemed to see Luo Bing in white clothes from Luo Changfeng's face.

Luo Changfeng held An Hongdou's slender waist with his left arm.

His right hand poked out into the void.

His voice was not loud, and he was even hoarse and even more excited.

"Shaoqing."

"Guanyun."

"River Induction Stele."

"Golden Cicada."

"Yuhu."

"The orioles sing."

"A inch of ash."

"Putting clothes."

"Extinguish the candle."

"Total this time."

"setting sun."

"Treading on the snow."

"All swords and Angelica!"

He is calling a sword.

He called twelve swords one after another.

A voice with a very different tone from Luo Changfeng in his usual days spread throughout the world.

Whether it is sinking into the bottom of Dujiangyan River, inserting into the sword wall three thousand feet, or being shaken hundreds of feet away in the mountains and forests, there are a total of 12 broken swords, and twelve broken swords are flying from all directions.

Shooting.

Twelve broken swords pierced the huge oppressed handprints in the sky with an unparalleled sharp posture, and then spliced ​​the broken swords one by one.

Luo Changfeng held an unknown sword made of twelve broken swords in his hand. He tapped his toes lightly and jumped with the three thousand-foot sword wall that fell down like the rising sun in the morning.

Luo Changfeng raised his sword and over the top, and the sword light surged by three thousand feet!

His strange eyes stared at the Great Bodhisattva Huanxi on the top of the sword wall and spoke again: "Who do you still remember who I am?"

The Great Happiness Bodhisattva, who was slightly surprised by the palm print, seemed to have realized something: "It's you?"

Luo Changfeng sneered: "When I killed me, did you think that today would be there?"

The majesty of the Great Happiness Bodhisattva: "It's just a wisp of residual soul! Do you still want to kill me with this broken copper and iron to take revenge?"

"What's wrong?"

"It's simply whimsical!"

Luo Changfeng did not argue with him: "Do you dare to take the sword I left after my death?"

The Great Bodhisattva clasped his hands together, and the skeleton beads scattered around him were once again worn into Buddhist beads and hung in his neck: "I will teach you how to be scattered today and never be reborn!"

King Kong's eyes are angry!

The Buddha's light rose sharply... The golden body of the Bodhisattva Daxun suddenly surged to thousands of feet high, just like a vast Buddha descending from the heavens and glaring at the world.

The glaring Vajra yelled at the Buddha's name and put the golden palms together. The space around suddenly collapsed, and countless space fragments fell into the turbulent flow. The vast and fearless Buddha palms seemed to compress and fold the space, folded between the pair of palms that were folded.

There is only one thread left in the world.

There is a ray of light in the sky.

That was the three thousand feet of sword light in Luo Changfeng's hand.

Seeing Luo Changfeng, who was about to be squeezed into flesh paste by his pallets, he smiled knowingly, and that smile made the big Buddha's heart tremble slightly.

I saw the three thousand-foot sword light that entered the sky in Luo Changfeng's hand dissipated one foot. Every time the one-foot light dissipated, it would extend horizontally in his hand and grow into a three-foot long sword, six-foot green edge, and ten-foot training.

, a hundred-foot sword light... The sword light penetrated the fearless Buddha palm that was folded and was still extending and growing.

From a hundred feet to a thousand feet, from a thousand feet to three thousand feet. This extremely terrifying sword light lies across the heaven and earth, breaking through the body of the golden Buddha. The golden light like the scorching sun suddenly turned into countless golden elves.

The glory spreads to the world.

The figure of the Great Joyful Bodhisattva reappears.

There was a sword mark running through his heart veins in front of him.

His eyes were filled with incredible things.

He looked down at the fatal wound, and he swallowed his last breath unwillingly.

The Bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows.

The Bodhisattva, who was born with joy, fell into the Dujiangyan with compassion...

At this moment, Luo Changfeng hugged An Hongdou's graceful waist and landed on the tops of towering ancient trees beside the river.

At this moment, the three thousand-foot sword wall that fell down was filled with a loud bang, splashing indescribable huge waves.

So the three thousand-foot sword wall of the Gunrang Dujiangyan was executed from then on.

Floods and beasts are washing downstream!

...

Suddenly, he realized that the little waist was still being held in the palm of his palm, An Hongdou's pretty face was slightly red, and he quickly broke away and took a few steps back, almost falling to the treetops.

Luo Changfeng said, "Be careful."

An Hongdou's eyes stared at Luo Changfeng without blinking.

Through those flowing eyes, you can see the heart, An Hongdou's heart, and Luo Changfeng's heart.

The two just looked at each other.

Tears gradually blurred in my eyes.

An Hongdou was in a disordered state and finally couldn't help asking: "Who are you?"

Luo Changfeng, whose eyes became clear and bright, chuckled: "I am Luo Chuyi and Baili Changfeng. Why, who do you want me to be?"

An Hongdou, who was full of grievance, shook her head silently and turned around sadly.

At that moment, tears finally fell.

Luo Changfeng looked silently at the back that sometimes makes people respect and sometimes make people feel pity.

A voice came from my mind, it was the voice of Luo Bing in white.

"Thanks."

Luo Changfeng knew what the remaining sword Wu's remnant soul was thanking for.

In fact, after Luo Bing's remnant soul sword Wu was added to the Huanhua Sword Washing Picture, the two of them reached an agreement.

Luo Changfeng borrowed the white-robed Luo Bing's millions of sword energy to help him take revenge with his own hands.

Luo Bing, the white-robed Luo Bing, left the sword insights in the broken sword, and helped Luo Changfeng understand the sword.

Luo Changfeng said: "Everyone can get what they need."

The white clothes in the soul dissipated: "Help me take care of her."

Luo Changfeng looked at the lonely red robe and was in a daze: "This is my business!"