Chapter 595

Lin Bai looked at the sword flying out of his storage bag, and immediately exclaimed: "a dream!"

Whew -

the dream sword breaks through the sky and rushes into the competition platform.

Just when Jian Ruohan thinks that he can't take the Fengyun Xiu sword, he suddenly feels a sharp sword coming from behind.

Jian Ruohan suddenly looks back, and the dream sword comes straight to her!

And sword if cold also saw, Lin Bai's face showed an incredible face.

If the sword is cold, your hand is quick and your eyes are quick. Grasp the dream sword in your hand.

Starting with the sword, Jian Ruohan immediately felt that she and the sword were made by nature without any strangeness.

If you hold the sword in your hand, if you are cold, you will feel your every move. If you have an idea, you can know it very well.

At this moment, Jian Ruohan feels that the sword has become a part of her body, a part of her soul.

Man and sword in one!

"Defeat me!"

At the moment, the wind and the clouds are coming, and a sword is flying.

Jian Ruohan holds the sword again, her face is covered with frost, and her sword is excited to tremble.

The power of a six level spirit weapon erupts from the dream stirring sword.

"Since you are here, fight again!"

"Martial spirit secret method! The breath of ice dragon

If the sword is cold again, the ice crystal dragon condenses out again.

Fengyun Xiu sneered: "the same means, the second power in front of me has been reduced by half! Because you don't beat the first time, it's impossible the second time! "

"The third sword in the nine yuan sword box! Broken mountains

Fengyun Xiu displays his third sword again. The shadow of the sword is attached to the sword, and a powerful force bursts out immediately.

On the edge of Fengyun Xiu's sword, it seems to have the power to destroy the heaven and the earth. If a sword falls, it can easily break a mountain!

Bang -

Fengyun Xiu and Jian Ruohan meet each other again.

A shocking storm swept through the whole scene, which made some swords of lower cultivation in lunjian city. The Qi and blood in the body surged and the blood gushed out.

After a sword to sword collision, Fengyun Xiu's sword power is directly smashed by ice crystal dragon!

But at the moment, the wind and cloud rest, like a broken kite, flew backwards and fell a hundred meters away, spitting blood.

The collision of this blow smashed half of Fengyun Xiu's sternum in front of his chest!

"Ah, ah! Kill me

The sharp pain from the body makes Fengyun Xiu angry.

When Fengyun Xiu just wanted to turn over, a cold air condensed in his throat.

Feng Yun Xiu fixed his eyes on it. The sword stood in front of him like a cold face. The dream sword in his hand sent out the cold air of frozen ages, which was against his throat.

If Fengyun Xiu dares to move one point, as long as the sword Ruohan gently sends the sword forward, it will be enough to easily pass the Fengyun Xiu through the throat!

"You lost!"

The sword is cold and cold.

Feng Yun Xiu's eyes widened and said in disbelief: "this, this, this, how can this be possible! How can I lose, how can I lose! "

"I can still fight! I'm still fighting! "

The wind and cloud does not stop saying.

Jian Ruohan said, "if I just want to kill you, this sword is enough to run through your throat."

Fengyun Xiu heard the words of sword if cold, and fell to the ground powerless, his eyes empty.

As Jian Ruohan said, Ruo Jian Ruohan wants to kill him, and now he is dead!

"I Give up

Fengyun Xiu closed his eyes powerlessly and was hard to accept the result.

Immediately, if the sword is cold, he turns to the second position.

"If the sword is cold, win!"

"Fengyun Xiu was defeated

"The seven hundred kings of Lingdong have no crown

"Although Jian Ruohan won, it was only a narrow victory. If it wasn't for the last sword, it would fly Fengyun Xiu out. But if Jian Ruohan's quick sword hit Fengyun Xiu's throat and subdued Fengyun Xiu, if not, when Fengyun Xiu stood up, it was estimated that they would have to fight more than ten rounds before they could win or lose!"

"Are you stupid? It's a bad move, then! Why do we have to catch the flaw, and if we grasp the flaw, we can defeat the enemy with one attack! "

"If Jian Ruohan grasped the flaw of Fengyun Xiu and defeated Fengyun Xiu, there is nothing wrong with it!"

"Jian Ruohan's second position is based on her experience. I dare say that even if Fengyun Xiu and Jian Ruohan are fighting each other, the result will be the same!"

Many of the warriors have been discussing it.

"Anyway, the battle between Fengyun Xiu and Jian Ruo Han is the strongest sword cultivation battle in Lingdong in the past hundred years."

"Too strong."

Many sword practitioners are deeply frightened by the strength of Fengyun Xiu and jianruohan.Jian Ruohan sat on the second seat, looking at the sword in her hand, she was slightly distracted.

Before, Jian Ruo Han saw that the sword was flying out of Lin Bai's storage bag.

"This sword is yours!"

After Jian Ruohan won, he returned to his seat and gave back the dream sword to Lin Bai at the first time.

Although Jian Ruohan likes this sword very much, it is Lin Bai's, and she still wants to return it.

Jian Ruohan prefers the feeling of holding the dream sword. It seems that the sword is specially tailored for her, and it fits perfectly with her body and soul.

Lin Bai reached out and took the dream sword.

But Jingmeng sword trembled violently in Lin Bai's hand, as if he didn't want to be in Lin Bai's hand.

When Jian Ruohan sees the Jingmeng sword trembling, he looks resistant and his eyes are bright.

The sword has a spirit. Choose the Lord and serve it.

Lin Bai grinned bitterly and handed the sword to Jian Ruohan and said, "now she is yours."

Jian ruo's face was cold and cold, showing an incredible joy: "you want to give her to me? She's a six level spirit tool! It's worth a lot of money

Lin Bai said with a faint smile: "the real value of a sword is to find her master!"

"Jingmeng chose you, you are the master of Jingmeng sword!"

"Take it."

Said Lin Bai.

If the sword is cold and takes a dream sword, she cherishes it unceasingly. Her cold and cold face also shows a trace of smile, grateful to: "thank you very much."

Lin Bai shook his head and said, "I don't need to say thank you. I don't have the power or the ability to keep the dream sword. She is a spirit sword. She has the right to choose the sword owner herself."

"It's her choice, I respect her!"

Lin Bai looked at the dream sword and said with profound meaning.

Jian Ruohan smiles and returns to his seat with the dream sword in his arms.

At the moment, Dugu Yun looked at Jingmeng sword and said with a smile, "master of sword, have you found this sword familiar to you?"

Jian Qianqiu, with a cold face, nodded: "Qingge makes a dream! It was originally a good story about the seven hundred countries in Lingdong. How can I not recognize it? "

Dugu Yun said with a smile: "ha ha ha, it seems that you will be married soon."

After listening to the sword for thousands of years, he looked at Lin Bai with a plain face, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Lin Bai used to do it in the three tests. Naturally, he knew that Qingge sword was in Lin Bai's hands.

But Jian Qianqiu didn't like Lin Bai's accomplishments and appearance.

Lin Bai's appearance, very ordinary, not handsome, but not ugly!

The most important thing is that Lin Bai's cultivation was only in the middle of Shendan state It's just a little ugly

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