The Alchemist God

"Hey! It’s so boring to drink."

Qin Lei suddenly stood up and held a fist and smiled and said: "It is better for us to withdraw the middle table case, to the Wuhui friends, how? Wind big brother, we have not learned for a long time?"

“Where is the competition here?” The wind followed, and smiled: “Not very good, today is the eve of the day, to be harmonious and amiable...”

Qin Lei is anxious: "We are all martial arts people, what is not sympathetic, Xiao Yin, do you think it is right?"

Qin Yin’s mouth was raised, and the pear vortex smiled: “Since it is necessary to compare, you can’t make a big move. I have a proposal. Everyone can’t summon the martial arts. Once the martial arts are summoned, they are lost. In addition, the contest is too dangerous. It’s good to fight the sword.”

"Fighting sword?" Lin Muyu stunned.

Qin Yin smiled and nodded: "Well, only than trying swordsmanship, how?"

The wind continues: "Also, the martial arts six arts sword headed, it is better than the sword, not hurting! Oh, not to mention my swordsmanship is only a third-rate, I hope you can make me a little more."

Qin Lei, Feng Jixing, Chu Huaiqi and others are generals at the general level. Most of the main weapons are long-handled weapons such as long guns and long knives, but everyone has a sword. This is a must.

The attendant quickly withdrew the middle table and left a space.

The wind continued to jump, and the "squeaky" pulled out the long sword at the waist, and the wrist shook a sword flower gently. He smiled and said: "Where come, who will first learn the wind, someone will not enter the stream." Sword method?"

Chu Huaiyu laughed and walked away from the past, slowly pulling out the sword, and holding the fist: "Wind brother, teach and teach!"

"Hey!"

The wind continued to rob the advanced attack, and the sword was raging on the sword. The sword and the blade were swept by three consecutive swords. The sword of Chu Huaiyu was more gentle, and the wind was followed by the rush. With a backhand blow, the wind continued to block quickly, and the two men had collided with each other and had already collided with the two swords for seven times.

Fortunately, both of them are converging on vindictiveness, otherwise it will be a mess of the sword.

Chu Yao looked at the two men in the fight and clap their hands and smiled: "Brother!"

The wind's laughter came: "Your brother's swordsmanship is so bad, how come on!"

"Ding!"

In one of the swords, Chu Huaiqi took the long sword and quickly retreated. On the floor, he slipped back a few meters and hit the wall. His face was a little horrified, and he smiled and said: "Wind brother, you have your plan again." It!"

The swordsmanship of the wind has been soft, and this is the softness that defeated Chu Huaiqi.

"It's my turn!"

Qin Lei is a Wu Chi, and the three-two-step sword is a round of attack. It is obvious that his sword repair is far from the wind. It is quite a rule. After three or five rounds, the wind has been thrilling. Now, hurriedly jumped out of the field, holding a fist: "Qin Tong leads the mighty enemy... the end will be taught..."

"Ah, do you admit defeat?" Qin Lei stunned, and he did not play enough. He said: "I thought that the swordsmanship of both of you had grown up. I didn't think that you were lazy and didn't learn the sword. ”

The wind continued to laugh and said: "I specialize in the popular law, not the sword."

Qin Lei glanced at the week, but his eyes fell on Lin Muyu. He smiled and said: "A Yu, you are carrying a sword behind you. It must be a sword-playing person. Come and come, how about a few tricks with me?"

"what?"

Lin Muyu groaned. He didn’t even think about himself. He hurriedly shook his head and said, “No, I’m just a sparring teacher in the temple, and it’s the cultivation of the realm. How can I be with you? People fight for each other..."

"A rain!"

Qin Leiyi rounded the bull's eye and said: "Do you not give me Qin Lei face?"

Aside, Tang Xiaoxuan reached out and pushed Lin Muyu's arm and smiled: "Mu Mu is a master. Qin Lei brother, you have to be careful. If you lose, the entire face of the Royal Forest Army will be lost..."

Qin Lei's round eyes: "A Yu!"

Lin Muyu has been rushed to the shelves, and he has to stand up and step into the field, emphasizing a sentence, saying: "No martial arts, right?"

"Yes, pull the sword!"

"Ok!"

Lin Muyu stood in the same place, his right hand was across the chest, and the airflow was smashed up. The Suiyuan sword behind him slammed his own outstretched, and he raised his hand and grabbed it. There was a flame on the blade. More faster chapters please come.

"Good sword, good sword!"

Qin Lei can't help but feel interesting. He has seen many masters of Yu Jianshu, but no one has the momentum of Lin Muyu. Even Qin Yin also had a pair of beautiful eyes watching Lin Muyu, she did not think that this shameful guy who loves money as a life is so extraordinary!

"I'm coming!"

Qin Lei slammed into the sword and rushed over. Even though he was gently swaying, the Jianguang would sway down like a roulette four times in a row. Lin Muyu could not retreat, holding the hilt with both hands to block, only I feel that my arms are about to be shaken. I have been instigated four times in a row. After the block is finished, I haven’t had time to react. Qin Lei’s violent drink, the boots are lifted.

Must resist, or lose!

Lin Muyu lifted the boots between the electric and the flint. "Peng" and Qin Lei had a pair of feet, but obviously the other side's vindictiveness was stronger, and he was shocked to retreat a few steps, but at the moment of being repulsed, "啪嗞" A thunder flies in his right hand, and the original sword has already left the air, and the explosion of the thunder sword suddenly broke out - thunder and madness!

"brush!"

The purple-blue thunder wrapped the Suiyuan sword, and the straight banged to Qin Lei. Lin Muyu did not do his best. He only used 50% of the force, and he was afraid that he would hurt Qin Lei.

"scare?!"

Qin Lei a sigh, hurriedly raised the iron fist, condensed the three angry spirits to block!

"Peng!"

Thunder and lightning, Qin Lei Xiao smashed the strength of Lin Muyu, was slammed back and forth a few steps, suddenly his face rose red, and a low drink slammed a large amount of vindictiveness in the blade, leaping, and condescending is a blow This bull is intended to use force to hold the opponent.

This kind of realism is too strong, and even the suffocating temperament of Lin Muyu is almost open.

A palm of the hand, a trace of the breeze silently derived, is the prelude to the wind sword.

"drink!"

When Lin Muyu’s palms were raised, Suiyuan’s sword greeted the past with a spirituality, sweeping through a small storm. The enemy’s blade in Qin Lei’s hand was only the iron, not the fifth-order saga of the original sword. The sword, together with the power of the sword spirit, a whistling sound, the blast hit the attack storm in Qin Lei!

"Peng!"

It was another loud noise, and the energy exploded. Qin Yin, Feng Jixing, Tang Xiaoxuan, Chu Yao and others all looked at it.

Qin Lei’s face is full of twilight, and he never thought that this kid’s sword would be so strong, not as weak as the attack of the swordsmen he had met in the past.

Lin Muyu is even more war-torn. He wants to see how powerful the four-series Yujian is, and Qin Lei, the 72-level king-level powerhouse, is a rare touchstone!

"Hey!"

The blade whistling and rotating, Lin Muyu's palms swayed open, and the flames maintained the Suiyuan sword, but this shot did not use the real dragon fire, but only used the fire, the long sword screamed, surrounded by With a spiral flame, it rushed to Qin Lei like a sharp arrow!

Qin Lei has a glimpse, I already feel that this blow is unstoppable!

"drink!"

His boots slammed on the ground, and in the sound of shock, a golden chain was raised around him. It was his **** to lock the martial arts!

......

"Qin Lei brother!"

Qin Yin suddenly stood up, his eyes full of anxious, bounded by the gods to call the world's first destructive force of the first martial arts, this is not a joke, a slight flash may make Qin Lei's opponent killed, and Lin Muyu saved himself A life, let him die in front of himself. This is what Qin Yin can't do.

"Hey!"

The flames skyrocketed, and the spiral of the fire sword slammed into the lock of the gods. Qin Lei retired several steps, the blood surged, and the war emerged. It has been squandered by Qin Yin, and the sword has been swayed. Around the sword, he rushed to Lin Muyu. More faster chapters please come.

Standing on both feet, Hao Ran is surging, Lin Muyu summons the dragon scale wall and the mysterious tortoise shell at the fastest speed. At the same time, the hands are separated by the fire and the sword is controlled by the sword. The real dragon fire quickly lingers in the sword. Around the blade, since the real dragon fire is easy to hurt, is it safe to use defense?

"Hey!"

A loud noise, as if the entire seven floors of the rain building had to be overturned.

"Hey..."

Lin Muyu knees on the ground, the big mouth is panting, the dragon scale wall and the black tortoise shell have been shattered, and the sword is on the floor. If it is not the protection of the real dragon fire, I am afraid that he has been killed. !

Qin Lei took a long sword and stood there pale. His sorcerer's martial arts was completely broken at the moment of the moment. The martial arts were damaged and the body was damaged. The throat was spit and spit out. Blood, looked up at Lin Muyu, grinning and said: "A Yu, Hao Jun's sword and defense ... haha, happy! Happy! We have come again!"

Lin Mu’s head didn’t lift, but he raised his left hand and shook his head: “Qin Lei’s big brother, don’t fight, I admit defeat...”

He has no blood in the body, and he really does not have the power to fight.

......

Tang Xiaoxuan stepped forward and supported Lin Muyu: "Is it okay?"

Chu Yao also followed, gave Lin Muyu the pulse, and smiled: "Nothing, but the martial arts are subject to certain damage."

Qin Yin looked at Qin Lei with a trace of blame, said: "Qin Lei brother, you are too rude, actually used seven layers of bound God to lock the martial arts to fight Ah Yu, if not he is very deep, I am afraid It’s already..."

Qin Lei’s face is full of apologies: “I... I know it wrong, Xiao Yin don’t be angry, I...”

"It's okay, sit down and adjust your internal injuries."

"Ok."

......

The wind continued to pick up the glass and smiled and said: "A Yu, what is your sword?"

"A mysterious old man..."

“Oh?” The wind continued to know that he didn’t want to say it, and he smiled and said: “Since Ah Yu has such a handsome sword, it’s a pity to not attend the three-year sword fight conference!”

"Fighting sword meeting?"

"Yes, the Emperor’s three-year sword fight conference, the person who won the first place can become a member of Yulinwei, and you can get the glimpse of your majesty!"

Said, the wind patted the chest and smiled: "Brothers are not talented, it is the champion of the fighting sword conference three years ago! I thought that I also had the title of "Tiger of the Heavenly Street"..."

"The Tiger of Tongtian Street?"

Chu Huaiyu laughed and said: "The meaning is that he used a bad knife to cut from the east side of Tongtian Street to the west. He was fighting with a group of cellars all day long. No one can be enemies, oh... the world is unfair. People can actually be the ruling army."

The wind continued to glance at him: "You are so ugly, don't talk!"

Chu Huaiqi: "..."

I took the train back to Suzhou today, so I don’t have time code words, two chapters~

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