Wu Po Jiuxiao

Feeling that his sword intent has completely fallen, especially the various sword intents surrounding Ye Fantian's body, singing like the sacred ancient gods, his face completely began to become ugly...

"There is no reason. Although your sword intent is powerful, Naihe has not realized the essence and true meaning of it. You are just deliberately looking for your own sword, but you have forgotten your original heart, pursuit, and deliberate pursuit will only make you My eyes are blurred."

Ye Fantian's voice seemed to be the holy fruit of Bodhi with wisdom, which made the face of the Full Moon Sword King slightly stunned for a moment, but he is not an idiot who is proficient in swordsmanship, and he quickly understood what the other party meant. He gave Ye Fantian a big salute.

"Today's favor, the full moon will be engraved in my heart!"

During Piao Ran's movements, a burst of hearty laughter came, and the voice aroused the vitality of the world, which immediately turned into sharp sword qi.

Flowing, spinning, clearly flowing like a snowstorm...

"This guy...has realized it!"

Jing Wang whispered in his mouth, indescribably lonely, indescribably envious...

But he didn't know that Ye Fantian smashed his sword with his sword, and the impact was beyond anyone's imagination.

Under a shot of strong medicine, he had a clear understanding in an instant...

It's not just the blood rain, and not only the blood witch, but also the empress who is high above the sky!