Chapter 2740
He remembered the scene when the two men learned swords together in Linggu. It was for maneuvering to attack the skill with horizontal swords in order to gain its advantage; Vertical sword attack in the potential, in order to actually, is for the closure.
Maneuvering, invincible!
The two majestic swords collided with each other, and the powerful sword burst open. Countless water columns were blown open on the water at the same time. The scene was magnificent!
On the water surface, the black and Gray figures rushed to each other fiercely and tangled on the blue waves.
At this time, startled salamander and masked sun had been injured and fled. Six finger black Xia and Mohist masters, Sheng Qi, Wu Guang and their six Farm Hall masters were swayed and sighed:
"After a long battle, they can also stimulate such powerful sword spirit. Their martial arts are so high that they don't want to be second!"
"This Linggu vein is really unparalleled in the world. Gainie and Weizhuang are indeed the most talented in kendo. I'm afraid they won't lose the nine sword God!"
"However, the two brothers of this division are in different camps. They fight each other with swords, and they don't know who will win..."
The Yuanhong sword was as powerful as a startling rainbow, bursting into brilliant light, penetrating the void, and trying to collide with the ferocious and violent flying shark sword gas. Between heaven and earth, there was a clear sound of the sword everywhere.
Others can't see it clearly at all. Only six finger black man, such a peerless master, knows that these two vertical and horizontal swordsmen fought thousands of swords in a moment!
Every sword is a terrible sword that shocks the world!
The escaping sword afterwave tore the void, exploded on the water, and lifted up countless water columns, which was extremely magnificent.
"If the vertical and horizontal swordsmen combine their swords, which swordsman in the world dares to cross his sword in front of two people?"
Gao Jianli gently stroked the water sword and sighed softly.
Shuihan sword is also a famous sword in the world's famous sword spectrum, but he felt convinced when facing Yuanhong sword and shark tooth sword, and he wanted to play the piano and sing a song for them.
The six finger black man's expression gradually became dignified and sighed: "Linggu's pulse has always been mysterious. When he was angry, the princes were afraid, and he lived in peace and died in the world. These two people are gifted in Kendo and can reach the realm of immortals. How lucky I am in this life. After seeing the holy emperor, I can still see such gifted descendants of kendo."
The six finger black Xia holds the Mohist School and can protect himself in troubled times. His eye for people has its own uniqueness.
At this time, the battle between gainie and Weizhuang had entered a white heat.
The two men came from the same school, and they were naturally familiar with each other's sword moves. At that time, they made unreserved moves, and crossed the eight directions with a hundred step flying sword. Where the sword Qi was stirring, the clouds of the nine days hung down, and the waters of the four seas stood. Such a magnificent spectacle was breathtaking.
The night and the trapped killer on the bank, let alone intervene, his sight was blocked by the surging and evaporating water mist, and he couldn't see the specific situation on the river at all. He could only hear the sword chirping like the roaring of dragons and tigers. It seemed that gainnie and Weizhuang had fought thousands of swords at this moment!
The two swords kept fighting until at the end of the night and dawn, a ray of golden sunlight burst out over the East, and the sound of dragon singing and sword singing in the air gradually subsided. Everyone held their breath and their eyes fell on the Bank of the Weishui river.
Wei Zhuang and gainie stood opposite each other. The breeze gently blew, and a wisp of white hair fell in front of Wei Zhuang's forehead, while a section of gainie's left sleeve also fell to the ground.
"Hum! I will defeat you one day."
Wei Zhuang's face was cold, and he still stared at gainie and said, "but you can't go today."
Gainie looked at the sleeves on the ground and said with a wry smile, "Xiaozhuang, you look like you have another adventure these years. You have practiced your sect across all directions to such a level. I can barely beat you by half, but I want to go, I'm afraid you can't stop it."
A slight radian appeared at the corner of Wei Zhuang's mouth, calmly spitting out two words:
"Not necessarily."
Wei Zhuang's voice just fell, and gainie's sword eyebrow suddenly wrinkled into a word of Sichuan.
I saw a burst of light footsteps on the Bank of the Weishui River, and young men in bright silver armor came rushing with swords.
"The golden fire cavalry was completely destroyed! The Guanzhong camp of the state of Qin fell last night, and the royal guards were ordered to catch the remaining evils of the snare..."
Xie Xuanyun got up his inner strength and let out a long roar. His voice was like the roar of a lion and a tiger. Coupled with the nine Shao Ding Yin sword, the sound of the Dragon Ming sword was surging and blowing, which shook the four fields and eight wastelands, and the water was sparkling!
Cao Shaoqin, Shen Lian, Ding Xiu and others, masters of the royal guards, all took their swords out of their scabbards. Gainie looked around the battlefield and his heart sank.
It turned out that during the fierce confluence between the snare killer and the night killer group, the royal guards did not know when to enter quietly, nor did they know how many royal guards experts wearing flying fish suits and embroidered spring knives came. They could only see the dense heads, showing a fan, which surrounded the entire battlefield along the Weishui River
This handsome young Han General Xie Xuan, whose sword sound is like a dragon and Phoenix, is impressively the cultivation of the great master of Kendo!
On the Bank of the Weishui River, a woman in a green shirt came floating, with bright eyes that darkened the starry sky.
She held a long blue sword in her hand.
Gainie's pupils suddenly contracted, and he had recognized this magnificent and peerless famous sword!
Yuenv's sword broke all 3000 Yuejia!
......
......
The sky is slightly bright.
Chang'an Jun Cheng Chen stood on the crenel of the South Gate arrow tower, with dew on his shoulders.
He stared here motionless for an hour, his legs and feet were numb, and his heart was colder than ice.
Since the day before yesterday, the Han Army rode again in front of Chang'an City, this last fortress of the Empire began to become no longer safe. In these days, the messengers sent out to ask for help were like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no news anymore.
The look of the generals of the Qin army in Chang'an on the side was also very solemn and heavy.
The Han Army under the city was only stationed in the camp, without any offensive action, but Cheng Chen dared not make any rash moves.
Chang'an City soldiers are less than 30000, and only the veteran Yang Duan and the 120000 imperial recruits under his command and the golden fire cavalry led by Meng Yi and general Meng.
At this time, the ground began to shake, and a group of dark cavalry appeared on the vast horizon!
Chang'an Jun Cheng Chen was ecstatic, looked around, and laughed: "hahaha! This must be the return of the Meng brothers to the senior administrator. With the benefit of 100000 golden fire cavalry, the world can go to get it. What's the point of being a mere Han bandit!?"
Maneuvering, invincible!
The two majestic swords collided with each other, and the powerful sword burst open. Countless water columns were blown open on the water at the same time. The scene was magnificent!
On the water surface, the black and Gray figures rushed to each other fiercely and tangled on the blue waves.
At this time, startled salamander and masked sun had been injured and fled. Six finger black Xia and Mohist masters, Sheng Qi, Wu Guang and their six Farm Hall masters were swayed and sighed:
"After a long battle, they can also stimulate such powerful sword spirit. Their martial arts are so high that they don't want to be second!"
"This Linggu vein is really unparalleled in the world. Gainie and Weizhuang are indeed the most talented in kendo. I'm afraid they won't lose the nine sword God!"
"However, the two brothers of this division are in different camps. They fight each other with swords, and they don't know who will win..."
The Yuanhong sword was as powerful as a startling rainbow, bursting into brilliant light, penetrating the void, and trying to collide with the ferocious and violent flying shark sword gas. Between heaven and earth, there was a clear sound of the sword everywhere.
Others can't see it clearly at all. Only six finger black man, such a peerless master, knows that these two vertical and horizontal swordsmen fought thousands of swords in a moment!
Every sword is a terrible sword that shocks the world!
The escaping sword afterwave tore the void, exploded on the water, and lifted up countless water columns, which was extremely magnificent.
"If the vertical and horizontal swordsmen combine their swords, which swordsman in the world dares to cross his sword in front of two people?"
Gao Jianli gently stroked the water sword and sighed softly.
Shuihan sword is also a famous sword in the world's famous sword spectrum, but he felt convinced when facing Yuanhong sword and shark tooth sword, and he wanted to play the piano and sing a song for them.
The six finger black man's expression gradually became dignified and sighed: "Linggu's pulse has always been mysterious. When he was angry, the princes were afraid, and he lived in peace and died in the world. These two people are gifted in Kendo and can reach the realm of immortals. How lucky I am in this life. After seeing the holy emperor, I can still see such gifted descendants of kendo."
The six finger black Xia holds the Mohist School and can protect himself in troubled times. His eye for people has its own uniqueness.
At this time, the battle between gainie and Weizhuang had entered a white heat.
The two men came from the same school, and they were naturally familiar with each other's sword moves. At that time, they made unreserved moves, and crossed the eight directions with a hundred step flying sword. Where the sword Qi was stirring, the clouds of the nine days hung down, and the waters of the four seas stood. Such a magnificent spectacle was breathtaking.
The night and the trapped killer on the bank, let alone intervene, his sight was blocked by the surging and evaporating water mist, and he couldn't see the specific situation on the river at all. He could only hear the sword chirping like the roaring of dragons and tigers. It seemed that gainnie and Weizhuang had fought thousands of swords at this moment!
The two swords kept fighting until at the end of the night and dawn, a ray of golden sunlight burst out over the East, and the sound of dragon singing and sword singing in the air gradually subsided. Everyone held their breath and their eyes fell on the Bank of the Weishui river.
Wei Zhuang and gainie stood opposite each other. The breeze gently blew, and a wisp of white hair fell in front of Wei Zhuang's forehead, while a section of gainie's left sleeve also fell to the ground.
"Hum! I will defeat you one day."
Wei Zhuang's face was cold, and he still stared at gainie and said, "but you can't go today."
Gainie looked at the sleeves on the ground and said with a wry smile, "Xiaozhuang, you look like you have another adventure these years. You have practiced your sect across all directions to such a level. I can barely beat you by half, but I want to go, I'm afraid you can't stop it."
A slight radian appeared at the corner of Wei Zhuang's mouth, calmly spitting out two words:
"Not necessarily."
Wei Zhuang's voice just fell, and gainie's sword eyebrow suddenly wrinkled into a word of Sichuan.
I saw a burst of light footsteps on the Bank of the Weishui River, and young men in bright silver armor came rushing with swords.
"The golden fire cavalry was completely destroyed! The Guanzhong camp of the state of Qin fell last night, and the royal guards were ordered to catch the remaining evils of the snare..."
Xie Xuanyun got up his inner strength and let out a long roar. His voice was like the roar of a lion and a tiger. Coupled with the nine Shao Ding Yin sword, the sound of the Dragon Ming sword was surging and blowing, which shook the four fields and eight wastelands, and the water was sparkling!
Cao Shaoqin, Shen Lian, Ding Xiu and others, masters of the royal guards, all took their swords out of their scabbards. Gainie looked around the battlefield and his heart sank.
It turned out that during the fierce confluence between the snare killer and the night killer group, the royal guards did not know when to enter quietly, nor did they know how many royal guards experts wearing flying fish suits and embroidered spring knives came. They could only see the dense heads, showing a fan, which surrounded the entire battlefield along the Weishui River
This handsome young Han General Xie Xuan, whose sword sound is like a dragon and Phoenix, is impressively the cultivation of the great master of Kendo!
On the Bank of the Weishui River, a woman in a green shirt came floating, with bright eyes that darkened the starry sky.
She held a long blue sword in her hand.
Gainie's pupils suddenly contracted, and he had recognized this magnificent and peerless famous sword!
Yuenv's sword broke all 3000 Yuejia!
......
......
The sky is slightly bright.
Chang'an Jun Cheng Chen stood on the crenel of the South Gate arrow tower, with dew on his shoulders.
He stared here motionless for an hour, his legs and feet were numb, and his heart was colder than ice.
Since the day before yesterday, the Han Army rode again in front of Chang'an City, this last fortress of the Empire began to become no longer safe. In these days, the messengers sent out to ask for help were like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no news anymore.
The look of the generals of the Qin army in Chang'an on the side was also very solemn and heavy.
The Han Army under the city was only stationed in the camp, without any offensive action, but Cheng Chen dared not make any rash moves.
Chang'an City soldiers are less than 30000, and only the veteran Yang Duan and the 120000 imperial recruits under his command and the golden fire cavalry led by Meng Yi and general Meng.
At this time, the ground began to shake, and a group of dark cavalry appeared on the vast horizon!
Chang'an Jun Cheng Chen was ecstatic, looked around, and laughed: "hahaha! This must be the return of the Meng brothers to the senior administrator. With the benefit of 100000 golden fire cavalry, the world can go to get it. What's the point of being a mere Han bandit!?"
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