Swordsman's Way of Thunderbolt

"This............"

Hearing this, Wo Long Yin hesitated for a moment, and then said: "The strong man, what I am referring to is the death of the gun in the wind, the strong man, should the strong man have an explanation for the gun tower?"

"Huh? He's dead?!"

The life trainee obviously didn't expect that Wolongyin came here because of the death of the gun in the wind.But he didn't kill Feng Ligun at the beginning, so how could Feng Ligun die later?Why did the Gun Tower find him?Is it............

Thinking of this, the life trainee couldn't help shaking his head and laughing: "So you all suspected that the death of the gun in the wind was because of me. Since this is the case, then I have nothing to explain. According to me, it is better to use your gun. It's the rules of the building."

"Enough is refreshing!"

It's not that Wo Longyin didn't know that Feng Lijian's death was something strange, but now, as the owner of the gun building, he had to give an explanation to his disciples, and immediately said: "This is the end of the matter, Feng Lijian's death, It's no longer the point. The point is how to break up between us."

"I feel the same way, let's have the happiest duel!"

Naturally, the life trainee was not afraid at all, and immediately patted his chest and said boldly: "Men focus on boldness, brothers focus on eyebrows, kill each other without nonsense!"

"it is good!"

Wolongyin sighed in admiration, and then ordered the left and right. After a while, two attendants served tea before the war, one went to the life trainee, and the other went to Wolongyin.

"After all, there is something wrong with the gun in the wind. In terms of emotion and reason, the old man should give you a chance, so what is in front of you now is two cups of tea."

"The tea in the Gun Tower is divided into three colors: white tea, throwing bricks and attracting jade, symbolizing until the point is reached; black tea, blooming on the tree, symbolizing until the red; as for black tea, catching the thief and capturing the king, representing the end until death, Death is coming. And what is in front of you is black tea and black tea, you should think about it..."

Seeing this, the life trainee didn't wait for Wo Longyin to finish his words, and he replied loudly without hesitation: "Don't think about it, I choose dark tea!"

"........"

Wolong Yin heard the words and couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

But since the life trainee had already made his choice, he didn't say any more. Immediately, he instructed the left and right sides to return the life trainee's order of training and baptism, and then ordered everyone to wait downstairs a hundred feet downstairs, waiting for oneself to tidy up their clothes, After burning incense and praying, it is time to have a life-and-death battle with the life trainee.

revenge!

revenge!

The same battle of revenge, different people who seek revenge, such as fulfilling their long-cherished wish, the Confucian Sect....... Yun Tian looks down on the ink pool, since Yi Qing Jiang Shan Tower left, He went straight to Daozhen Taishangfu, and his target was the current Taishangfu's palace ...... Daojian Jianfei Dao.

The battle for revenge is imminent! .

Episode 1029: The actor's performance, Confucianism and Taoism swordsmanship!

[The new book "Rambling Thunderbolt, Starting from the Killing of the Shattered Island!" is being updated hotly, looking forward to the support of Taoists! 】

Daozhen Taishangfu, the back mountain sits on Wangfeng.

Since Fenglin Xiaozhu returned, Dao Jian Jian Fei Dao has retreated here, in order to restore to its peak state in the shortest time. First, the matter of the secluded world has not yet ended. Second, he has to replace his friend Ren Pingsheng to participate in the world of martial arts. event.

If it is anything else, it's fine, but this matter is related to whether he can obtain the antidote for Ren Pingsheng's cold and cold, so he must do his best to help.

"Snowing."

After days of seclusion, he finally gained something. Jian Feidao suddenly felt a chill on his face and woke up. Only then did he find that snowflakes the size of goose feathers were falling over Dao Town, and they were fluttering in the air.

"What a beautiful snow scene, Wanqing, did you...... see it?"

Touching the scene, Jian Feidao's mouth couldn't help but let out a murmur. However, he never thought that at this time, suddenly, in the distance, a clear poem came from afar.

"Speak Jiuchen, wave your sleeves and the wind and clouds are gone, the country is sinking."

"Follow Yixing, hold the hands of the universe, and the pale yellow is light."

Accompanied by the Lang Ranshi number, the Confucianism moved lightly, and a splendid figure descended. It was none other than the Confucian Sect....... Yuntian looked at the ink and poured into the pool, only to see him Dropped from the sky and landed in front of Jian Fei Dao, the moment he opened his mouth, he spoke coldly of revenge: "Before the snow stops, there should be no hatred of Qian, and there should be an end."

"Mo Qingchi!"

Jian Feidao suddenly stood up, staring at the figure of the person with one pair of eyes, with a bit of disbelief in his words, but more of a rage that was difficult to vent.

Mo Qingchi turned a deaf ear, and suddenly exerted his strength, blasting Fang Yuan: "I'm here for this trip, I don't ask right or wrong, I just cut off love and hatred."

"you............."

Jian Fei Dao's anger was uncontrollable, and behind him, Dao Jian Xiang Wang suddenly unsheathed, and uttered a sword cry: "I understand your mood, since you can't let it go, you can't let it go, then let's fight!"

At the moment, the two stood opposite each other, clearly intended to be holy, the Taoist swords forgot each other, the two factions of Confucianism and Taoism, the two world-renowned gods, faced each other for the first time, and met extremely in an instant.

"Drink~~~"

With a long shout, he breathed out the situation. In order to fight for the boundary, Mo Qingchi made a move first, and, as soon as he made a move, he moved to extremes. Although Jian Fei Dao was unwilling, he had to return the sword to fight back.

"An Ying Wuqian is not worth it."

The two swords clashed, with a loud sound, and the swords interlaced. In an instant, it was already several times of hearty, delineating the cycle of life and death in the flames.

"Whether it's worth it, it's up to you!"

Mo Qingchi's expression was cold and solemn, his sword moves were sharp and sharp, and the surrounding mountains and rocks were shattered. On the other hand, the sword was not the way, and his mind was gradually sinking, because he knew that this battle would be difficult to be good.

"Qing Mo, Bai Gui refers to the flaws!"

Between turning his hands, Ming Yizheng slammed into the ground suddenly, and then moved his fingers together, white snow fluttered, but saw the sword gas melted into ink marks, hook, strangle, pause, gather...... .. contains infinite backstrokes between flow and stagnation.

"Ping Duan floats over a thousand peaks cold!"

Facing the ultimate Confucianism, Jian Fei Dao didn't dare to be careless, and quickly made the same move.

"Qiang......"

Accompanied by a sharp sound of gold and iron colliding, the two swords clashed, and the extreme moves were opposite each other. As the sword strength reached, the heaven and earth were turbulent, and the rocks between the two turned into dust in an instant and fell on the ground.

"very good!"

Seeing that Jianfei Dao finally used his true skills, Mo Qingchi praised him, and then turned his hands, turning the sword's edge, the Confucian sect's unique style, and Jinghong reappeared:

"Qing Mo, Zhengu Mingfeng!"

The move is extreme, the sword qi is like ink, it turns into a black phoenix, its wings are spread out, covering the sky and the ground, carrying the unparalleled sword qi, straight to the sword, and there is nothing left Fighting again, the intention to kill is high, and fierce sparks collide.

"Mo Qingchi, even if you insist on letting your hatred cloud your mind, you should regain your calm after venting. Before that, I will fight you to the fullest."

Jian Feidao knew in his heart that this battle would be difficult to do well, so he didn't hold back any longer. With a deep shout, the ultimate move came out again. The direction of the sword's edge, accompanied by the snow and ice in the sky, stabbed Mo Qingchi, exactly... ....

"The cold air is moving with smoke and snow!"

Extremely tricky, startled, the tip of the sword faced the tip of the sword, both sides urged the same internal force, the two divine swords spun rapidly in the center, and the overflowing power made the two of them meet vermilion at the same time.

"Hate for You Xue, what's the point of venting!"

Mo Qingchi snorted loudly, and the moment Mingyi Zhengsheng flew back upside down, the two of them each took a few steps back, but then they stabilized their bodies, and each made a stronger move.

"Clear the ink, wash away the waves!"

Mo Qingchi's sword dance splashed ink, like a thousand waves, one wave stronger than another, flocking from all directions to Jianfei Dao, and Jianfei Dao would make frequent sword moves, and the figure flashed, avoiding the key points of the whole body.

"Although the rivers and lakes are happy and enmity, they are not so unreasonable."

Seeing that Mo Qingchi's offensive was getting more and more urgent, he didn't mean to stop at all. Gradually, Jian Feidao's face became slightly angry. In his life, he never killed one person. Ying Wuqian killed countless people. Never regretted it at all.

"Why talk too much, let's talk about it on the sword!"

Mo Qingchi was unmoved, what kind of person Ying Wuqian was, and he was one of the three movie emperors of Wanzhen, and he knew better than Jian Feidao, but....... , In order to be obsessed in his heart, he still has to do it!

At the moment, I saw that he did not hesitate to activate the secret trick of Confucianism:

"'~ Gentleman style!"

The mighty, flowing wind turned thousands of times, and then merged with the ink marks and sword energy, turning it into three pitch-black whirlwinds, connecting the heavens and the earth, sweeping all directions.

"Daoxue Xianchen One Sword Lamp!"

The sword is not the Dao, and it is no longer reserved. With the movement of Yuan Gong, the Dao sword is lifted to the sky, and suddenly a cold front of thousands of meters is condensed. Freeze for it.

Mo Qingchi was not allowed to be attacked, and his sharp edge pointed directly at the sword.

Convergence in an instant, double strokes and destruction.

The wind and the snow stopped, and they were injured.

"I... swear to avenge this!"

Mo Qingchi staggered, but he still didn't forget 'revenge' and raised his sword again to kill Jian Fei Dao, but he never thought about it.

"enough!"

The moment the shouting fell, two slender figures emerged. The people who came were none other than Luoshen Hongchenxue's two maids: Ling Boying, Yuanyang Jing!

"Mo Qingchi, you are now my master's honored guest, and now you have paid so much for the master's younger brother. If something happens to you, what will the master's face be?"

"I...(Zhao Haohao)..."

Hearing Yuanyang Jing's words, Mo Qingchi seemed hesitant, but when he saw Jian Fei Dao on the opposite side raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Dao Jian Xiang Forgotten returned to the sheath, and also persuaded: "Injustice can be resolved, hatred cannot be knotted, and Jian Fei Dao is in harmony. No intention to kill, but there should be no forgiveness for the crime, and there is more to die for, it is not worth your revenge for him, or your life."

"Humph!"

Hearing this, Yuan Yang Jing snorted coldly, then turned around and looked at Jian Fei and said, "You may be right, but it's not up to you to decide whether the grievance is resolved or not."

Ling Boying said, "Mo Qingchi, follow us back to Jiangshan Tower for treatment."

"Jianfei Dao, I will come to you again!"

After some performances, he finally achieved his goal. Mo Qingchi immediately covered his chest. After leaving a harsh sentence, he left with Ling Boying and Yuanyang Jing. Jian Feidao couldn't help but let out a sigh:

"Ugh............"

"Mo Qingchi, you who seem angry but have reservations in secret, what are you planning..."

Episode 1030: The Gun Tower Showdown, the Devil's Swallow Reappears!

[The new book "Rambling Thunderbolt, Starting from the Killing of the Shattered Island!" is being updated hotly, looking forward to the support of Taoists! 】

The Dragon Crown Hundred Feet Building, different people, the same battle of revenge, the two masters at the top of the gun world, under an unprovoked conspiracy calculation, launched a desperate duel!

Dragon Crown Wolong Yin, the landlord of a hundred feet!

Life trainee, strange number in the gun world!

On the martial arts field, the two stood opposite each other, each holding a long spear, showing off their own marksmanship skills, fighting for their lives, ready to fire!

"Although I respect you as a senior, if there is no battle between you and me, it will be difficult to resolve the grievances here. For this reason, life trainees have no choice... Please!"