stjorthotic Chapter 94 Roth Sisi Appears
Chapter 94 Roth Sisi Appears
"Then I'm going to have two tricks with her later, to see if she is stronger like the moon, or I am stronger like the smoke!" Ruyan said triumphantly.
"Others have a surname of Jun and a name of Ruyue, but you have a surname of Ru and a name of Yan, is it different?" Liu Yun was speechless.
"I don't care! I'm going to compete with her!" Ru Yan started playing tricks.
"It's up to you, just don't cry when you lose!" Liu Yun said indifferently.
"My lord, stop looking down on people!"
"I don't look down on people, I just look down on you."
"Hey, I'm ignoring you!"
Li Tianming and Luo Sisi discovered that Liu Yun has such an interesting side. It turns out that the idol is not a high-ranking god, but a fairy who eats fireworks in the world.
Their eyes on Liu Yun became even hotter. It's really admirable to be so capable and approachable, okay?
"Fellow daoists, I am Jiang Ye, the chief disciple of the Hundred Beasts Sect, and I am here to ask fellow daoists for advice," Jiang Ye said loudly.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang Ye invites you. I am Shi Ming, the chief disciple of the Panshi Sect, and I am here to learn the unique knowledge of the noble sect." Shi Mingfei said to Jiang Ye in the sky.
"Fellow Daoist Shi pay attention, the tiger roars in the forest!" Jiang Ye rushed towards Shi Ming, and a hundred-foot saber-toothed tiger appeared in midair, and opened its bloody mouth to bite Shi Ming.
"The first form of the rock palm, the broken monument form." Shi Ming sneered, his center of gravity drooping, his left hand retracted, and his right hand patted the saber-toothed tiger that was biting it.
A huge stele of hundreds of feet appeared in Shi Ming's hands, and it slammed fiercely on the top of the saber-toothed tiger. The law of tenacity, the law of great strength, and the law of deformation intertwined and shone.
"Roar!" The saber-toothed tiger roared, the king of beasts flinched, opened his mouth, and roared at the huge stele, blasts of wind whizzed out, and the giant stele was scratched by the wind.
"Go!" Shi Ming exploded with vitality, and the huge monument slammed down on the saber-toothed tiger at a faster speed.
"Roar!" The saber-toothed tiger roared again, its eyes opened angrily, its teeth bared, and it savagely smashed its head at the stele. It was indeed a saber-toothed tiger, a real tiger!
"Boom!" There was a roar, the sabre-toothed tiger was smashed into pieces, and the huge stele was also shattered into stones.
"Nine-headed lion king!" Jiang Ye shouted again, a nine-headed lion king appeared in the air, and rushed towards Shi Ming.
"Hundred Stele Palm!" Shi Ming refused to budge.
"I am Nie Qian, the chief of the Divine Leg Sect, which Taoist friend will come up to give advice?" Seeing that Jiang Ye and Shi Ming could not tell the winner for a while, Nie Qian simply started another battle.
"I'm here to learn about your noble sect's brilliant moves. I'm Zhu Yue, chief of the Qingshan sect. Fellow Daoist Nie invites you." Zhu Yue clasped his hands.
"Please! Fengshen legs." Nie Qian flew towards Zhu Yue, "Hoohoo!" Nie Qian's legs turned into countless phantoms and enveloped Zhu Yue. Nie Qian froze.
"Xu Sheng, the chief of the Heavenly Sword Sect, came up to learn, any fellow Taoist, please enlighten me!" Xu Sheng still had that defiant look on his face.
"I'll fight you, Cheng Huan, the head of the Absolute Sword Sect, let's see which one of us has the sharpest sword, the Ruthless Sword!" Cheng Huan drew his sword and slashed at Xu Sheng.
People kept going up to ask for advice, and soon dozens of battlefields spread out in the sky. After all, they were all in charge of the younger generation, and the winner hadn't been decided so quickly yet.
"I am Qian Feng, the chief disciple of Abbot Xiandao. Although I live deep in the East China Sea, the name of the Xia Dynasty is like a thunderbolt. The younger generation has also been fascinated by the Xia Dynasty for a long time. I wonder if the high-ranking disciples of the Xia Dynasty are willing to give me advice?" Qian Feng looked at Liu Yun. this mountain.
The monks on other mountain peaks also looked over, no matter how proud they were, they had to admit that the current Xia Dynasty was indeed a force they had to pay attention to.
Li Tianming put down the spiritual fruit in his hand, and wanted to stand up to fight.
"I'm coming!" Luo Sisi couldn't wait a long time ago, got up and flew up.
"Luo Sisi, the nameless Xia Dynasty, come to learn!" Luo Sisi raised his sword and cupped his fists.
"Please!" Qian Feng applied to signal Luo Sisi to move first.
Luo Sisi drew her sword and stabbed at her. She is not the kind of person who talks too much.
"The first form of Qinglian sword song, vertical sword to the end of the world!" Luo Sisi shouted tenderly!
"Today there is wine and today is drunk, and tomorrow's worries come tomorrow's worries."
"Ten steps to kill a person, a thousand miles without leaving."
Elegant Dao sounds came out from the imprint of time and space, as if seeing a romantic sword fairy, holding wine in his left hand, holding a sword in his right, and slashing the sword to the end of the world.
quick!The sword light was extremely fast, thousands of miles away in an instant, Luo Sisi's sword was unsheathed, and the silver-white sword light had already swept in front of Qian Feng.
Qian Feng's eyes were solemn, Luo Sisi put a lot of pressure on him, and Xia Chao was indeed the biggest stumbling block on the road to luck.
"Between the abbot, a place of one realm." Qian Feng drank softly, pointed his finger towards the sword light, a light appeared at the end of his index finger, and pointed towards the sword light.
There is a boundary between the abbots, and the light turns into a small world, covering the sword light.
The sword light travels thousands of miles in an instant, but it still takes a certain amount of time to pass through a small world. Qian Feng turned sideways to avoid the sword light that pierced out of the small world.
"Second form of Qinglian Sword Song, joyful kindness and hatred!" Luo Sisi yelled again.
"Yan Yun's eighteen flying cavalry, galloping like a tiger in the wind and smoke. The old devil and clown, how can you stand a single blow, and the victory is not martial. Wang Baxiongtu, the sea of blood and hatred, all return to dust."
The imprint of time and space has once again been passed down through the ages, and now he is a swordsman, with a willingness to benevolent and enmity, a clear mind, and a clear sword heart.
Some people see injustice and draw their swords to help; some people get angry and their blood splatters thousands of miles;
Images of the ancients pulling out their swords in anger appeared in the sky, and all the drawn swords turned into countless sword lights, rushing towards Qianfeng.
"What a happy enmity! Between the abbots, I fell into a thousand mountains." Qian Feng swiped his hand in front of him, and a small world appeared again.
"Boom boom boom!" The small world was shattered, and a thousand mountains fell down, smashing down into the long river of sword light.
The mountain peak fell into the river, causing waves that soared into the sky, the high mountain was washed into pieces, and the river was smashed back.
This mountain and Jianhe really met each other at chess and met Liangcai, and finally both of them disappeared into the air.
"The third style of Qinglian sword song, home country and world."
"Eight hundred miles under the command of the sun, the fifty strings turned outside the fortress, but the king's affairs in the world, won the name of life and death..."
"Tiger Bamboo is in a hurry to save the frontier, and the army is already on its way. The Lord of the Ming Dynasty is restless, and flies with the heart of the sword"
The family, the country, the world, there is a country first, and then there is a family. Every swordsman draws his sword when the country is in trouble.
Facing barbarian aggression one after another, the figure who draws his sword in anger, the swordsman, has the freedom to roam the world, and also has the responsibility to protect the country and the people.
Thousands of blood-colored sword glows emanated from the hands of the swordsman phantoms who were protecting the country and the people, and merged into a blood-colored sword aura with a murderous intent, which rushed toward Qian Feng.