Is to stimulate the depressed spirit.
Yinluo
Luo Xiuying’s eyes lit up, and the whole person recovered his mobility from palm wind oppression. The sword stabbed a strange arc and his body moved sideways.
"Hmmm …"
Thanks to Tao Guo’s help, she accepted that it was a complete acceptance of the sword of killing and killing.
Unfortunately, due to the lack of cultivation and herself, she can only grasp this swordsmanship to the threshold of mastery, but it is still amazing.
When the sword comes out to attack the palm wind, it is like being stabbed seven inches and suddenly lagging behind.
Yang Zan felt a tingling sensation in his palm, and his palm changed to avoid an attack. The blade was like a rolling millstone rolling forward.
"Rumble …"
The palm is as strong as thunder and trembles everywhere
A few feet away, a car was wrapped in strength and immediately twisted into a twist. If it is alive, it is even more vulnerable.
Luo Xiuying turned into a flurry, and his toes clung to the ground, and his body brought out a series of ghosting images. The whole person was like a clever fish swimming opponent who shuttled through the storm.
When the sword comes out, each sword hits the flaw in the opponent’s palm.
"Yi Yi …"
"ding!"
The two men staggered and fought with great strength.
The ground is sometimes blown out of the handprints, and sometimes it is drawn by firm but gentle cracks. The figure is tumbling and entangled, which is even.
"Bitch!"
Yang Lan’s eyes twitched.
"No wonder it’s so bold. It turns out that I have enough confidence to stand in front of me for so long."
My heart turned to murder!
Compared with Yang Lan, Luo Xiuying is far from talking, and his spirit is tense and he is staring at his opponent.
She is only nine years old, but her clothes are woven from a hundred-year-old creeping stems, which can greatly increase the moving speed.
The speed of single theory is not much slower than the initial stage of black iron
That’s why she insisted on it until now, but the lack of background is her biggest shortcoming after all, which Yang Lan also knows.
Boil!
If you persist in cooking, you can also cook Luo Xiuying to death
"Shout …"
The breeze caresses
Always looking for a flaw in the opponent’s swordsmanship, Luo Xiuying suddenly retreated and the ground was like a dragonfly treading water and flying backwards.
"Want to escape?"
Yang Zan’s body is crazy when he drinks low.
"Leave it for me!"
At the same time, the palm strength of the palm across the slapping road covers the terror strength in front, which makes the opponent have to stop and dodge back and forth.
This is the time!
Luo Xiuying eyes a bright.
She has long discovered that the flaw in Yang Zan’s palm method has been forbearing, and it is now.
"Drink!"
Low drinking in the mouth makes the body strong and gas coagulate.
Shake your wrist and play your sword!
Return air to swallow!
……
The shock wave breaks, the palm strength and the blade tremble, and the strength of the body is almost as strong as that of Yang Lan’s throat.
"Ding …"
Echoes in the melodious collision field
Yang Zan’s face was scared, and his body was crazy, and there was a red dot on his neck.
If it weren’t for his awakening, he relied on strong cultivation to resist the attack. Even the blade has just been pierced in the throat.