Nine Yang Sword Saint

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"Oh..." I only saw that the sword that stabbed the chest of the West Gate was broken and broken.

Because the stab is not the chest of the West, but his sword.

This is an amazing judgment, knowing where there is no shadow, and fencing in advance. If you wait until the sword is out of the shadow, it is too late, because the speed of the other party is the fastest.

After the break of the sword in the shadowless hands, the two men stood still and motionless.

The yin and yang sects once again were horrified, and the yin and yang rulings were unrecognizable, and they were completely the king of the world’s murder. Even if he is two levels higher than him, he can kill. But at this time, it also lost in the hands of the West Gate, perhaps this is the only miss in his life.

"Phantom ghost wind, really the world is unparalleled, a trick to make an enemy, never fail." Simon gateless mouth, spit out a blood, then he reached out to pull a fine sword from the left chest, a sword that looks almost invisible .

There is no shadow: "The world only sees my left hand with a sword, I think I am a left-hander. In fact, my right-handed sword is faster, but this half-life has no chance to use it. Only on the West Gate Lord, there is a chance to use this Right hand sword."

Everyone was shocked again. No one ever saw a right-handed sword. He thought he was a left-hander. No one thought that he just had no need to use a right-handed sword.

"But today, my right hand sword is out, my name of the phantom ghost king is ruined half." There is no shadow sigh, then the West Gate is boundless and squatting: "Thank you for the Ximen City masters, or I have already broken bones." It is."

"Hey, hey, hehe..." Then a dozen or so energies blasted open in the shadowless body, and the soft, soft body suddenly became **** and fuzzy, and several blood spurted out of his seven gongs like an arrow.

Simon’s bloodless sword will be thrown back to the shadowless road, saying: “There is no shadow of the younger brother, but I have lost my life.”

"I don't have many people who respect the West Gate. The first one is the brother of the Eastern Nirvana. You are one of the youngest brothers. You are almost the only one who has seen the martial arts who focus on martial arts. If you practice the myth It is also one of the great masters of the world."

I took my sword without a shadow and gently wiped it: "I love my sword in my life. I am a sword. The sword is me. If I study mystery, then it is a betrayal of myself. Since the Lord Nirvana is no longer If you are alive again, then I don't have to stay in the Yin and Yang dynasties. From now on, the Yin and Yang dynasty will never be without a shadow."

After that, the shadow disappeared directly into the night sky.

Yin Yangzong this side, suddenly silent.

Looking at the direction in which the shadow disappeared, Simon gently wiped the blood on his chest and slowly said: "Who else is there?"

Suddenly, an old man slowly emerged from the air, appearing in front of his eyes, as if he had come out of the void.

This old man, holding a faucet in his hand, bent over his hunchback, must be white, face folds, old-fashioned, looks like a hundred years old, he is one of the elders of the Yin and Yang dynasty, rather than die, this year has One hundred and five years old.

"West Gate is boundless, I am a generation of you, the Eastern Sovereign is also my growing up." Ning does not die cough a few channels: "I have heard it in the mountains, how far is the West Gate of Yunxiao City, how powerful, I Just listen to it. It’s really good to see it today.”

"Uncle Shi praised." Simon was boundless and respectful.

"Don't be modest, you keep saying that it is not as good as the East, but I don't think he is much worse than him." Ning does not die: "The Eastern lord is gone, it is just right for you to be a yin and yang lord, at least fifty. Yin and Yang are unbeaten."

When this was said, the Oriental Ice Ling and other people changed color.

"Unfortunately, Yin Yangzong said that I don't count, and you Yuncheng City is a traitor after all." Ning does not die: "You are too powerful, for the days after the Yin and Yang dynasties, I can only do my best, Simon is boundless, you don't want Blame me."

"Don't dare." Simon is not bound.

"However, I am an elder, after all, so I only have a trick. If you don't die, then I will not care about this evening." Ning does not die.

"Follow the order." Simon is nowhere.

Ning is not dead, at least a decade ago, he has already advanced to the world's master, and is the uncle of the East. It is truly the best in the world, like the mountains and rivers in the Yin and Yang dynasties. In the past ten years, the Eastern Nirvana is not there, and even if it is only not to die, no one dares to have any offense against Yin and Yang.

Ning does not die slowly raise the faucet cane in his hand, a blue flame emerges.

"Boom, bang!" The sky slammed into thunder, and the massive lightning hit the sea.

A dragon and a whistling whistle, a light and shadow fire dragon slammed out from the dragon's undead faucet, and became bigger and bigger. Finally, it became a tens of meters of flame dragon, hovering in the air, roaring in the air, spurting a flame. .

The entire sea, suddenly smashed a tens of meters high waves, like a flame dragon, full of arrogance.

Ximen had nowhere to take a breath and looked at the flame dragon in the air. He certainly knew what it was.

The nine-character mysterious beast, the legendary flame konjac, was actually taken as a martial art by the undead elders.

Throughout the world, people who only practice swordsmanship like a shadow are absolutely unique. All the warriors will focus on the cultivation of the mystery, because the lethality of the show is amazing, and it can be attacked remotely. And the mysterious technique plus the martial arts, the effect of the attack is almost devastating.

"Undead dragons!" Ning did not die, the elders screamed, and suddenly the whole body burned, and the fire dragon hovering in the sky instantly turned into countless flames into the body.

Originally, the thin and embarrassed Ning was not dead elders, his body swollen and suddenly became a human-shaped flame of more than ten meters high.

Around the entire body, countless flame dragons are flying around.

"Xingyu Swordsman!" West Gate has no bang, and the sword in his hand flies in the air and violently brightens.

The sword is getting brighter and brighter, and it is madly engulfing all the mystery on the sea. In the end, the sword shines like a star, clearly visible through hundreds of miles.

A fine sword less than two and a half feet, at this time into a giant lightsaber of tens of meters.

"Minute!"

The giant lightsaber in the air suddenly split into countless light and shadow swords, flying like a meteor to the west gate.

Hundreds of thousands of light and shadow swords, surrounded by the West Gate, are dazzling. Every light and shadow sword is full of soul and consciousness.

"Sword soul? It turned out to be a sword soul? The world has actually cultivated a sword soul?!" Yin Yang sect did not dare to set the channel.

The soul of the sword is that the warrior does not accept any mysterious beast as a martial art, but cultivates his own sword into a soul and becomes his own martial art.

This kind of martial arts is ten times more difficult than the collection of the mysterious beast. But once successful, the power will be amazing. Because in the process of cultivating the sword spirit, I do not know how many sacred beasts to devour, so the sword spirit can be called the king of the martial arts.

The king of Wuhun, the emperor of Wuhun, is the soul of the sword! The world has already trained the soul of the sword, no more than three people.

"If you are a disciple of Yin and Yang, how good is it?" Ning whispered to himself.

"However, as the owner of Yunxiao, the stronger you are, the more dangerous I am, the more Yin Yangzong is. I can't make Yunxiaocheng become orthodox. My yin and yang sects become rebellious." The eyes of Ning's immortal elders suddenly became firm.

"Break the dragon, go..." Ning did not die, the elders yelled, and the leader in the hand slammed.

Suddenly, thousands of fire dragons flew out from the immortal elders, and they shot at the west gate.

"Wan Jian returned to the sect, go..." Ximen had no screams, and a sharp sword in his hand.

Suddenly, surrounded by the light and shadow of his whole body, spurt out.

"Hey, hey, hey, hehe..."

Countless fire dragons and light and shadow swords hit, really thunder, bursting with countless rays, like thousands of lightning, the night sky of the entire sea, bright as white.

The fire dragon, the source never stopped flying from Ning, so that there are fewer and fewer fire dragons flying around him.

The light and shadow swords are constantly coming out of the West Gate, making the light and shadow swords around him less and less.

Surrounded by the fire dragon and lightsaber, in addition to attacking, it can also serve as an energy cover to resist the enemy's mysterious attack. Therefore, Ning is not dead and Simon is boundless. At this time, protection and attack are integrated. If the power of attack is stronger, the strength of defense will inevitably weaken.

"Hey, hey, hey, hehe..."

The violent explosion, the powerful heat, boils the underground water, and instantly tears several large ships not far away into pieces.

"Booming!"

The last loud noise slammed the ray of the sun, and completely tore the night sky of hundreds of miles, making the whole night bright and white.

Thousands of lightsaber and thousands of fire dragons are all gone in the air, all turned into ashes.

Ning does not die, only a one-meter long fire dragon surrounds alone.

There is no boundless body on the west gate, and there is only a two-and-a-half-foot light and shadow sword.

At the same time, the two men showed a decisive decision.

"Go..."

The last sword slammed out.

The last fire dragon shot out.

Whistling in the air, two light and shadows passed by.

"Hey!" The fire dragon slammed into the endless chest of Simon.

"Hey!" The light and shadow sword slammed into the chest that was not dead.

"Hey..." A burst of sternal bones ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Ning not slamming a **** spurt.

Ximen’s infinite body slammed back a dozen meters, and a **** sword spurted out of the air.

"The cloud city has been declining for a hundred years, is it to make you such a great person?" Ning does not swear on his chest, coughing, while spurting blood, slowly said: "You have taken the essence of the city for a hundred years."

"But you are a gentleman after all. If you use mysterious skills, even if there are ten shadowless ones, you are already dead." Ning does not die: "His set of swordsmanship is suitable for stealth assassination, and the competition will not work."

"Well, my old man is talking and speaking. If you pick me up, I will not die, but I will win half of my tricks. I will not care about the things here. I will go back to Yin and Yang."

After all, the elders who died are re-emerged in the darkness.

Simon’s blood wiped the corner of his mouth and said: “Will, who else?”

Everyone in the room, silent and silent.

The population of the world screams that the West Gate is a generation of masters, and the Yin and Yang dynasties always disdain. They always feel that the world is sitting in the sky. Today, I finally saw the West Gate's endless prestige. Is it more than a generation of masters? It is completely the peak of the world! Jiang Songyang is also a step-by-step person in the ranks of the masters. It is definitely the strongest of the masters, but they are all lost in the hands of the West Gate.

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"Simon Gate Lord, please advise." In the darkness, a plain soft voice came.

Ximen has no change in appearance, said: "I wish you the best, do you want to shoot?"