Authentic Magic Gate

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No matter what kind of spell attack, Jianxiu's flying sword will fall on the position where the spell will stimulate the world's vitality. Such a decisive effect would act like your own demon **** breaking spell.

Ye Ting gave a little thought, and gave up the plan to study. If this Demon God's spell-breaking method is integrated into his own swordsmanship, there is indeed a three-point look like this sword repair.

The problem is that his artistic conception of swordsmanship has been destroyed, so it is upside down.

Jianxiu asked, all on their swords.

'S own way is Shifang Purgatory, Qinglian sword song. The growth of purgatory, the singing of the sword song, accompanied by day and night with oneself, subconsciously, without distinguishing each other.

In addition, the secret techniques of swordsmanship were born to protect the Dao.

Ying Ting's feet were floating with blue shadows, walking towards the battlefield step by step, and the dragon tree also stepped forward, holding a short spear in his hand, just like the shadow dragged by Ye Ting. Ye Ting did not hide his tracks, nor did he cover up the killing opportunities. He pulled out the Yanyan sword and was angry.

The priest of the Lingjie sect saw Ye Ting appeared, and he lifted it, because Ye Ting did not look at others, but looked at him alone, his eyes cold and biting. It was only when Ye Ting drew his sword that he was unprepared to move.

Angered, the monk of the Lingjie Sect shivered. He happened to take a piece of white jade charm money in his hand, which catalyzed into a three-corner long magic blade. Under fright, this magic blade gave up sword repair and went straight Ye Ting left.

The shadow behind Ye Ting was destroyed by a blow from the magic blade. The sword of Diyan was stabbed in the heart of the priest of the Lingjie sect, and the lotus shadow penetrated through the body. The angled magic blade shattered Ye Ting's residual image, and turned around quickly in the air, chasing Ye Ting's back. The Longshu short spear and iron whip were pulled sideways, and the magic blade was pumped high and flew for more than thirty feet, turning into a broken white jade charm.

The priest of the Lingjie sect was fighting against the true energy, and a red smoke erupted from his mouth, and he went straight to Ye Tingmian's door. A grimace in the red smoke was terrifying, and he opened his mouth to Ye Ting.

With the power of this spray, the body of the priest of the Lingjie sect moved back forcibly, trying to avoid Ye Ting's blunt heart sword.

Ye Ting did not pursue, the lotus shadow and lotus petals that did not enter the body of the monk burst into anger, and shattered everything in his chest. Ye Ting's Diyan Sword turned back and stabbed in the ghost's face, and immediately launched more than 100 attacks before destroying the ghost's face.

One sword kills the enemy, one sword saves itself, Qinglian's angry sea sword is complete, and even stabbing the two swords, it is almost impossible to tell the order.

The other three monks were frightened, and the dragon tree short spear stabbed left and right, blocking the spell that attacked Ye Ting. After the three monks shot, they regretted it, and there was a sword cultivator of the sword sect for a month, how could they be distracted!

Ye Ting killed the priest of the Lingjie sect, and stood on the spot to rest. That month Jianzong Jianxiu crossed two flying swords, and suddenly turned into three sword lights, speed doubled.

The sudden change, the slowest of the three monks, was swept under the rib by a sword light, and the whole person was almost cut horizontally. The other two monks blocked their swords and turned away.

The sword repair received Jianguang, not chasing, but looking at Ye Ting.

Monk, why should you help yourself? He saw the boy's warm eyes, but he would not believe it. No matter how great the opponent's swordsmanship is and how much he admires the Moon Sword Sect, this is not within his consideration.

"I have one thing, I would like to ask Yuejianzong Daoyou for help." Ye Ting spoke slowly.

Three swords became two flying swords, circled in front of Jianxiu, and swallowed into the belly.

The monk of Yuejianzong smiled, Daoyou? If this kid had killed a monk, he would surely go down and give him a cut. Count him qualified ...

"Who are you?" Jian Xiu's voice was clanging and the rhythm was clear, like two flying swords fighting in his chest. This voice passed into Ye Ting's ears, Ye Ting was awe-inspiring. What a powerful sword repair! No wonder they can beat one to four.

"Disciples of Yulong City, elders of Baizhang Menqin." Ye Ting told the truth.

Swordsman, take it straight.

Ye Ting does not wait for that Jianxiu to ask any more. He has taken out the Baizhangmen heritage and opened it in front of him.

Jianxiu stared at him, nodded, and said to Ye Ting, "Take care of things and follow me."

Ye Ting understands, put away the inheritance of Baizhangmen, and took the space equipment on the two monks to keep up with the sword. That sword repair did not fly the sword. The sword escaped against the ground. He had controlled it well enough. Wherever he passed, there was still a trace of the sword cut on the ground, reaching several feet deep.

If this is done with all one's strength, cut on the person ...

Jianxiu took Ye Ting and the Dragon Tree and walked for half an hour before stopping before a cliff. The cliff is two hundred feet high, pulled up vertically, and its color is almost black. In the almost dark mystery, it seems to be the end of the world.

Now there is another gap at the end, from top to bottom, straightly split the cliff, only half the width.

In the gap, the dark red light permeated out, and the atmosphere contained was chaotic and manic. The vitality of heaven and earth under the cliff is difficult to control because of the red light seeping out of it. It feels like being in a big pot. opened.

In front of the crack, stood five sword repairs, and was probing the inside of the crack with supernatural knowledge. For the first person, he wore an iron-grey gown, with no crown on his head, tied only with black ribbons, and a gray sword bag hanging around his waist.

"Master Uncle." Jian Xiu left Ye Ting and the Dragon Tree, stepped forward, and called.

"It's Ziyu, you have to take a look inside, it's very interesting." The voice of Shouxiu was gentle, and he turned back to say hello.

He is eight feet tall, his skin is as tender as jade, and his body is clean.

Ye Ting was deeply shocked. In this sword repair, he could not feel any sharp taste. This is not a deliberate convergence, but the state of nature. Among the people I met before, only the master can do it.

Infantile monk, sword spirit.

The eyes of Jian Xiu fell on Ye Ting, and Ye Ting warmed up. The chaotic world around him was expelled by Jian Xiu, but he did not control Ye Ting's true energy.

Ye Ting stepped forward, bowed a bow, and said in his mouth: "Ye Ting has seen seniors."

Faced with the monk of infantry, Ye Ting did not dare to use the word Daoyou.

"Let's say." Yingjing Jianxiu had already heard the voice of that child, knowing that Ye Ting came to ask Yue Jianzong. A sect inheritance is not very meaningful to Yuejianzong, but it is interesting only in this chaotic world.

Yeting's mood is stable and unaffected by emotions. This is the ability that the monk only has, and he said what he asked in accordance with the previous arrangement.

The sword repair pondered, Ye Ting did not know if he was thinking, or asked the information of his disciples. He waited patiently in place, and Dragon Tree said nothing behind him. Faced with the infant monk, she was at a loss.

"The stories you tell are very reasonable, and I have something unknown." Yingjing Jianxiu suddenly said.

"Senior, may I ask." Ye Ting replied calmly.

"The nun who you said, my few apprentices who are not good at it are not opponents, how can you escape under her?" He asked Ye Ting kindly, waiting for him to speak.

Ye Ting's eye muscles twitched a few times and gritted his teeth: "In order to escape, the younger generation used the escape symbol given by the master."

"Escape the space symbol, so you are a disciple of Yu Wenxuan."

"It is the teacher." Ye Ting said in awe, his body could not help but correct himself.

Yingjing Jianxiu smiled and said, "When I was young, I went to Fengzhou once, and your master cut a sword."

Ye Ting said: "It turned out to be an old friend."

"Aren't you afraid?" Yingjing Jianxiu looked at Ye Ting, applauding his guts.

"Master wanted to kill, never missed. Seniors survived and naturally felt the benefits of that sword. Juniors also learned swordsmanship, swordsman, Zhiya."

"Oh, Yuwen Xuan received a good apprentice. My name is Wang Lieyang. I said yes, I agreed." Yingjing Jianxiu greeted Ye Ting and moved on again, saying: "The old disciple, come and see it. s things."

Ye Ting moved forward, first took out the Zongmen lineage of the Baizhangmen, and the Ziyu turned to take over and said to Wang Lieyang: "Uncle Master, I will do this."

"Well, don't worry about you here, get this done first."

"The disciple knows." Zi Yu said, driving the sword light, and heading to the sky, regardless of the black cloud pressure, flying away.

Ye Ting stood in front of the crack, and Wang Lieyang withdrew to protect his sword intention, saying: "You also learn sword, try it."

Yeting's fingertips flicked, turning into a foot and a seven-inch sword, sent into the crack. It was just a momentary effort, Jianmang turned back to Ye Ting's hands, and his face was pale. Jianmang's feedback came back, almost igniting the true energy of him.

Is not so dangerous when practicing the glass demon body.

"What is that!" Ye Ting horrified, his swordmand entered the investigation, and was shocked by countless wills, diluting the willpower thousands of times, still so scary.

I originally thought that the corpse demons were hung in the cave of the secret realm, so UU read the book www.uukanshu.com, so I opened it and looked inside.

Sword open? A corpse demon!

"You also learn swords, practice here for a while, the benefits are not small." Wang Lieyang said, with a long sword in his palm. Ye Ting looked terrified. This long sword was more than four feet long. It was formed by the condensation of heaven and earth from beginning to end, and the internal stripes were vertical and horizontal.

Ye Ting's neck is cold. If this thing is not well controlled, it will burst ...

"You are not my disciple, I only teach it this time." When Wang Lieyang spoke, the long sword slowly shrank and became a one-foot-seven sword-mans, beating in his palm.

Turning the sword into a awn, Ye Ting can also do it, but the long sword used by Wang Lieyang to display is formed by the condensed spirit of the world, which is more difficult than controlling an ordinary iron.

Wang Lieyang's next action, Ye Ting simply observed with the Taixu Imperial Spirit Method, and also released nine magic eyes.

Wang Lieyang said that teaching only once will not give you a second chance to learn.

The sword awn is getting thinner and thinner. Ye Ting can clearly see each movement of Wang Lieyang and how to control the lines in the sword awn. When Jianmang was looming, Ye Ting could not see clearly. Behind his head, Nimaru was forbidden to release it, which barely kept up with Wang Lieyang's rhythm.

Refining swords into silk, this is a superb swordsmanship, and it is actually a little harder than Jianqi Leiyin.

Wang Lieyang's five fingers waved lightly, and the silky sword in his hand was once again differentiated. A silky swordman's hand flew into the crack, and in a blink of an eye released hundreds. (A good event to drop a pie in the sky, a cool mobile phone is waiting for you! Pay attention to ~ dot / Chinese network public number (WeChat add friends-add public number-enter qdread)), participate immediately! Everyone has a prize, now immediately Follow qdread WeChat public account!)