Fantasy World Transmigration

The reflection in a red dress is like a dancing lingxiao flower in the strong wind, pulling her bare hands, Qing Yunmen's supreme thaumaturgy "Excalibur Yu Lei Zhen Jue" is performed in her hands like this. The sword energy pierced the sky, and at this moment, there was a majestic power that overwhelmed the heavens and the earth, like the lightning of a thunder python and an electric snake that stretched across the nine heavens.

On the big boat she set foot on, and even in the Turkic camp on the shore, everyone felt chilly. Song Lu opened his mouth slightly to say something, but found that he couldn't say anything. Although she was a woman, At this moment, this situation and this scene can only be described as "looking at the world with disdain".

Song Lu could even feel the disdain in her eyes.

"I am a confidante, fluttering my wings above the nine heavens, watching the world with disdain, and never clinging to others. My pride, backbone, and dignity are all placed on the sword. Concubine is self-reliant and self-reliant in this life. Everything that the identity of a woman brings to me, I will use my sword to get back what I lose!"

Looking down from the sky with proud and defiant eyes, the blood-clothed figure let out a long cry, and the lightning flashed across the sky and thunder rolled, and it spread far away, as if tearing the sky and the earth apart.

At this time, even the people on the big boat couldn't bear the terrible pressure. Song Lu was in a trance, his face was pale and his silver beard was messy, and he seemed to have been greatly insulted and shocked. Seeing something, he just supported his uncle, and looked at the domineering figure in the air from behind.

But Li Yuanji was in a state of panic all day long, he didn't even have the interest to take a look at the corpse lying at his feet, he curled up like a bereaved dog to avoid Fu Hongyan's eyes.

All this happened in an instant, at this moment someone in the Turkic camp finally realized it and shouted loudly: "How dare you!"

A Turkic master with a high nose, deep eyes, and messy beard grabbed a fine steel spear and tore it out of the tent with the sound of thunder. He stared at Fu Hongyan on the mast, his body muscles twisted into a rope, stretched Like a bowstring, the whole body is bent into three gongs, the chest and arms are stretched into a bow, the waist, legs and body are stretched into a bow, and finally the eyes and true energy are stretched into the last bow.

Like a marble sculpture, the solidified body is full of power, the spear in the hand is an arrow, and the power and true energy pour out, and the spear is like a shooting star, bursting upwards.

"Stupid!" Lu Li said coldly.

Right between the spears, the sky full of thunder seemed to have found a point of release, the thunder pythons and electric snakes entangled and gathered together at the speed of light, and slashed down along the fine steel spears.

That Turkic master couldn't even make a sound, and his flesh and blood disappeared in the thunder without any resistance, turning into coke and falling to the ground.

The half-melted spear slanted into the ground beside him, and the thunder that had been accumulated for a long time in the sky seemed to have found its leader at this moment, tens of thousands of thunder flocked towards the Turkic camp.

With the steel spear as the center, all thunders rushed together, bringing about a terrifying scene of destroying the world.

"God...a god!" Li Yuanji was so frightened that he trembled all over and collapsed on the ground.

Fu Hongyan was completely unaware of the impact that the scene of her controlling the thunder and holding the punishment of heaven brought to everyone present. She didn't even care who was killed by the magic sword of Yu Lei. Those who go down are worthy of her attention.

"There are beauties in the north, who are peerless and independent. One sword can fall into the city, and goodbye to the country. Would you rather not know the beauty of the city and the country? It's hard to find a beautiful woman again!" Lu Li groaned softly, and then sighed deeply: "I really deserve it She is the supreme confidante who combines the two paths of martial arts and cultivation. She is a stunningly talented woman who can combine the divine sword Yu Leizhen Jue with her own confidante swordsmanship..."

Lu Li's eyes were full of bitterness, and he sighed: "In comparison, a guy like me who can't even control the cheating of my adventures is really... If Hongyan meets that guy, it will be the most suitable!"

The shadow of Chen Ang appeared in his mind. He knew how crazy and proud Fu Hongyan was under her bewildering appearance. If he met Chen Ang, he would be reborn because of her crazy pursuit of power. Possesses the power of looking down upon. Or you will lose yourself because you are too obsessed with power.

At this time, the Turkic camp had been completely overturned by Thunder, and three thousand elite Turkic soldiers had turned into a pile of scorched corpses. Countless famous Turkic masters, some of whom were not as famous as Song Lu and Song Zhi, but just like this In front of them turned into ashes, at some point, Ning Daoqi also came to Lu Li's side, looking at the lightning rushing in the sky, his eyes seemed longing and complicated.

The Turkic Khan and two or three Turkic masters were filled with a fierce spirit that was not like this world, struggling in the hell-like thunder. Although they were embarrassed, they did not have any fear of their lives.

Seeing this, Song Lu tried hard to persuade Fu Hongyan: "Miss Fu, the Turkic barbarians have offended you ignorantly, you can kill them all you want, but the Turkic Khan can't!" But you must not kill the Turkic Khan! If the Turkic army invades the border, we are all sinners..."

But she didn't know if Fu Hongyan heard what they said, she walked slowly towards the center of Lei Ting, the moment the violent Thunder touched her sword energy, it turned into gentle flowing water, intertwined with her true energy, gorgeous The flash of light surrounds the beauty in red, beautiful and dangerous.

The crowd could only watch helplessly as she walked up to Turkic Khan, raised her sword at the level of her eyebrows, and with a sweet smile, the shadow of the sword suddenly crossed the void. Fu Hongyan swayed her sword intent like a painting, hooking the thunder prison celestial phenomenon.

"Fu Hongyan! Stop!" Hasim finally stood up and tried to stop her.

"Don't you know that beautiful women are hard to come by when a city and a country are overwhelmed?" The beauty swordsmanship of Zhenwu Shuangxiu was shown in this world for the first time, and the shadow of a peerless beauty suddenly appeared in the thunder gathering, like the eyebrows and eyes of Fu Hongyan. With a smile, Hasim looked like a dead father, and roared heart-piercingly in Turkish.

The Shenhuo Zhenqi he had vigorously inspired was like a piece of paper among the beauties transformed by Thunder Zhenqi, vulnerable to a single blow.

Hasim had heard about this woman who wanted to practice both cultivation and martial arts in the main god space, but because of religion, he looked down on women from the bottom of his heart, thinking that Fu Hongyan was just a plaything for men to dominate, but until This time he really faced Fu Hongyan's fusion of two self-created Hongyan swordsmanship, and it was the first time he understood how terrifying this woman was.

"Who the hell told me that Fu Hongyan is a woman who doesn't care about her appearance?" Hasim shouted in Turkish Turkic: "She is a narcissist! Crazy! The narcissism has reached the threshold!"

Not a narcissist, who would create an absolutely perfect self in the sword intent?

If you're not a lunatic, how could you touch the threshold of God's Pass just because you fell in love with yourself?

Hongyan swordsmanship is a narcissist who falls in love with herself wholeheartedly, praises herself, and writes poems for her lover. This is a dual-cultivation swordsmanship. Hongyan can use the divine sword to control thunder while washing the ground, and at the same time use the ghost-slaying sword intent to kill all those who fight against the thunder without fear.

Turkic Khan couldn't even hold on to a trance, and was beheaded by the thunderous beauty sword intent.

This time Hasim really screamed so heartbreakingly that he was in so much pain.

He said frantically: "Fu Hongyan, Shenwu, I will never end with you!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Fu Hongyan's perfect sword intent and primordial spirit approaching him, with a slight smile, the long sword tore through the void, and slashed... (To be continued.) Enable new website