sword sentient beings

Chapter 75 Plum Blossom, Flame and Fish
The silver light is shining, and the plum blossoms are in full bloom!

In an instant, a five-petal plum blossom bloomed in Pei Shoujing's hand, turning into a huge——

Octagonal Plum Blossom Bright Silver Hammer!
The huge hammer head was bigger than the girl's face, and it brought two strong winds in the air.

"One hammer - Shake the mountain!"

The sledgehammer slammed forward with the great force of breaking mountains and cracking rocks, and the surrounding wind was pushed away, making a piercing roar!
Pei Shoujing's graceful body was wrapped in silver light, which was extremely dazzling, and it was integrated with the silver hammer, as if rushing towards a powerful general with thousands of troops, with an indomitable momentum!

The white-haired man was hit head-on by the huge air wave, and he couldn't help taking a step back. The long sword blocked it and made a clang.

During the hit, he took a few steps back, and his steps became chaotic.

In pure comparison of strength, he lost a lot.

Pei Renhu was on the left. Because of Pei Shoujing's precise movement, he was not hit, but he was also knocked over by the strong wind. He rolled several somersaults on the ground until he reached the corner of the courtyard.

Pei Shoujing landed slightly, and shouted, "Get out!"

At this time, the silver light on her body no longer flowed, but solidified around her body, turning into rings of silver halo, covering her whole body like chain silver armor, and the silver light on her chest was like a breastplate of armor.

Holding a silver hammer, wearing silver armor, and swallowing dragons and tigers with arrogance, she is a great general with a sword and a horse.

Pei Renhu opened his mouth, wiped his tears and said, "Sister...I..."

Wang Cheng shouted from the side: "Hurry up and get out, what are you doing here, you trash?"

Pei Renhu's face turned pale, and he turned around and ran out crying.

Pei Shoujing turned her head slightly and nodded to Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng felt hot, and wanted to say: "I will fight side by side with you." He couldn't say it for a while, and a few sparks sprayed out from the Lihuo sword in his hand.

The white-haired man didn't care about Pei Renhu, but looked at the silver hammer in Pei Shoujing's hand, and said, "Your sword? Quan Jian?"

Pei Shoujing said loudly: "The Pei family, General Pei's sword!"

General Pei!
The great monarch ruled Liuhe, and the fierce general Qing Jiugai.

War horses are like dragons and tigers, how strong is Tengling!
This is the power sword left by the ancestors of the Pei family from generation to generation. It is very simple for the children of the Pei family to wield the sword and exert their power. All they need is the blood of the Pei family and the same courage that flows in the blood of their ancestors.

Pei Shoujing can do it, since she was a child!
The white-haired man nodded, the long sword was like a white rainbow, straight into the palace, and a white sword glow enveloped the sword.

Pei Shoujing did not dodge, and also raised the hammer forward, and the plum blossom marks on the top of the hammer seemed to bloom in the silver light.

"Two Hammers—Break the River!"

The bright silver hammer suddenly swelled several times, as if it was the size of a wheel, and the silver light was a hundred times bigger than the hammer. It circled around the hammer head, surrounded by countless vigor, pushing forward like a tornado, crushing all directions.

Amazing power, amazing momentum!
This kind of momentum, even if there are mountains and rivers in front, will be overwhelmed and interrupted!
Where the shadow of the hammer is pressed, the ground is sunken, the house is down, the walls are cracked, gravel and wreckage are flying around, even if it is only swept by the strong wind, the roots of the thick trees shake, the branches shake off, and the vegetation is like a strong wind. transit.

The white-haired man swung his sword in the silver light, but his sword was also shining with white light, submerged in the silver light all over the sky, without any momentum, his figure jumped up in the silver light, stabbed the sword backhand, and rushed into the light ...

Can you win?
Wang Cheng couldn't see clearly, and he felt in his heart that it was probably impossible to beat the white-haired man, but if he could be forced to a certain extent, he had to make concessions, and if he helped turn things around a bit, he might be able to retreat completely.

After all, you still can't expect to win!

The silver light dissipated, and Pei Shoujing looked serious. At this time, the silver light had not only attached to her body, but also a cloud of silver coiled around her head, covering her hair like a cloud like a silver helmet.The momentum around him became more and more sharp.

On the other side, the white-haired man showed his figure. He was standing on a pile of ruins—the pile of ruins was still a house a few breaths ago. With a sword in one hand and a tactic in the other, his white hair fluttered around, somewhat in a panic.

But there was no scar at all, and the clothes were not torn.

useless!
Wang Chengxin sank and gave up the idea of ​​winning.With my cousin, I definitely can't win.

So, what about adding yourself?
He immediately remembered the sword he had just been proud of. He inspired a powerful flame that had never been seen before, even the plum blossom tree was burned, and the white-haired man seemed... the sword had not been drawn.

No, not even myself!

He couldn't help regretting: When Pei Renhu was driven away just now, it would have been nice if he had followed him out, and no one would have cared if one more person left at that time.Now they are all red-eyed, won't people suspect him if he leaves?In case the swordsman gives himself a sword...

He turned his gaze and saw another person.

By the way, you can...

boom--

The battle broke out, and even General Pei's sword couldn't continuously display powerful swordsmanship. Pei Shoujing relied on the powerful sword to bless his powerful strength, and fought against the white-haired man.During the pit stop, the huge hammer head still had the upper hand. With a slight change of direction, all the opponent's attacks were blocked, and his own attack could also sweep a large area, but it was laborious.

For Quan Jianshi, especially a chosen Quan Jianshi like Pei Shoujing, the limit of strength is on General Pei's sword, and the only physical burden is his own.She focused on fighting, without any intention of retreating.

At the same time, Wang Cheng also moved.

The blade of his sword flowed again, and he suddenly slashed towards the gray-haired girl Ming Jing.

Ming Jing was startled, and instinctively held the green vine sword to meet him.The lush green vine touched the red and white flame, and with a sudden sound, it was actually ignited!Holding a torch, she saw the fire spread to her side, and it was about to burn her face, and she screamed.

Hearing a yell, a sword light descended from the sky, Wang Cheng instinctively greeted him with the sword, suddenly he was exhausted, fell to the ground with a thump, dropped the fiery sword in his hand, and rolled away along the ground.

There was another sound of wind in his ears, and he didn't need to look up to know that the sword light was coming again. Wang Cheng held his head and thought, "My life is over!"

Another female voice was heard, and a silver light flashed, making a clanging sound, and the sword energy disappeared immediately.

It was my cousin who saved me!

At this moment, he didn't have the slightest thought, only the rejoicing of the rest of his life, and trembling.

The white-haired man didn't bother to look at the huddled scum on the ground, and said to Pei Shoujing who was opposite him, "Do you want to save this stern, cowardly, bullying scum?"

Pei Shoujing held a ball of silver light in her hand, but it was no longer a plum blossom bright silver hammer, but a silver-bodied rhino horn bow. The arrow she shot from this bow saved Wang Cheng's life.

This bow is also a sword, it is still General Pei's sword!

Shoot a hundred horses down, and then shoot ten thousand people away.

It's still General Pei!

Pei Shoujing said coldly: "Soldiers are deceitful. When it comes to war, you and I are the enemy. If you attack the enemy, you must save them. What's wrong? If you talk about character, bullying the weak, have you done less? You still Are you worthy of blaming others?"

The white-haired man shook his head and said: "You are indeed a despicable person, I know it. Because you are bleeding dirty blood, which looks clean for a while, but it will be dirty after all. You really shouldn't treat people like you. There is hope. And this trash has no merits at all. Just because he is also worthy of wishing to hold the ancient sword? Mingjing, take the Lihuo sword away."

Ming Jing agreed, threw away the flaming Ivy Sword, and went to get the Lihuo Sword that fell outside.

Pei Shoujing watched with cold eyes. In the battle in front of her, the mere Lihuo Sword had no weight. She couldn't afford to be distracted by something that didn't belong to her.

The Lihuo sword fell under the steps of the only two remaining abbots, Ming Jing bent down to pick it up, and suddenly, a hand grabbed the sword first.

Ming Jing was startled, and looked up.A Taoist boy appeared in front of him, with handsome facial features, who seemed to have known him before.

When an unexpected guest appeared, the white-haired man was also taken aback, and Pei Shoujing was even more surprised: "Why are you here? Why did you come out?!"

The eyes of the three people were all focused on his face, and they saw him showing a bright smile full of surprises, and said softly:

"Finally... I found it!"

"Miss Pei!" He raised his voice, "Get out of the way."

Pei Shoujing was taken aback for a moment, then retreated.

Clenching five fingers tightly, Tang Zhao raised the Lihuo sword.

Flame—Explosion!
If what Wang Cheng is holding is a flame, what Tang Zhao is holding is a sun!
Pure white flames without the slightest variegation soared into the sky, and suddenly jumped into the sky. The dazzling light illuminated a radius of tens of feet without even a shadow.

The flames are jumping and cheering, and the sword is excited!
Feeling that the sword in his hand was connected with himself like flesh and blood, Tang Zhao didn't need to ask, he couldn't help knocking, and knew that he had a faint feeling when he was watching.

He found his way!
The so-called direction, once you see it, you will know that there is a destiny, and if you can hold it, you must have a share!

Countless words flashed across the lenses of the glasses, and he no longer had the heart to look at them, and he didn't need to look at them anymore. When he held his own sword, he naturally knew what he could do.

"Swordsmanship, Suzaku Fire—"

boom!
The flame rose again, and an unstoppable huge flame burst out and rolled towards the white-haired man. In the white flame, there seemed to be a flaming giant bird dancing in the flame!
Nanming Lihuo is the fire of Suzaku!

In an instant, the white-haired man was rolled up by the flames, and his white hair was almost scorched by the flames. He couldn't calm down anymore, holding his sword and yelling violently: "Chunyang, give me - seal!"

The blade slashed downward, and a white shadow flew out from the blade, the image was solid, no longer a white light of nothingness.

That's a sword elephant!

As soon as the sword elephant appeared, it faced the overwhelming flames head-on, without fear!

At the same time, the blade unfolded, and some imperceptible chaotic air masses were released quietly, and they were divided into several groups and went their separate ways.

Some of them were distributed to many teenagers underground, and several teenagers started to move their fingers immediately, while the other part quietly got into the surviving hut behind.

The flame danced wildly, and it took a long time before it went out.

It took Pei Shoujing a long time to get used to it before she got rid of the snow-white vision and saw the white-haired man hanging in the air.

His white hair was still dancing wildly, it seemed a little shorter than before.The expression is ferocious, as if wanting to devour people.

In front of him, a formed phantom kept swimming.

It was a white fish.

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