The Immortal Taoist

"If the sword is so good, what is it called a sword?"

Seeing the behavior of Shi San billion, Dashan laughed. The wind sword is spiritual. When Shi Sanyi reaches for the sword, the wind sword moves at the fastest speed. It was like a gust of wind, gently blowing, the hands of Shi San billion did not touch the wind sword at all.

"Ok?"

The wind sword appeared in another direction, and Shi Sanyi did not stop at all, and chased it again. It is a pity that the Sword of the Wind has once again turned into a breeze and disappeared into the face of Shi San. Obviously, the Sword of the Wind does not want to be caught by Shi San, and the speed of the movement of the Sword is not slower than that of Shi San.

"Is there such a sword?"

Shi Sanyi seems to be unbelieving in evil, and once again flew to the wind and the sword. This time, Shi Sanyi has displayed a masterpiece of the trick, and the heavy palms will cover the sword. He is also a mid-term warrior in the starry world. If you can't even catch a sword, isn't it a shame?

"I don't believe you can't catch you!"

In the view of Shi Sanyi, this downwind sword absolutely escapes. Every palm of the hand is evolved from the origin of gold. It is not illusory. There is no problem in holding the sword. It is a pity that he still underestimated the sword of the wind. This sword with a spiritual spirit is not so good.

"How could this be?"

In the next scene, Shi Sanyi’s eyes widened, and even Ling Dao and Li Bingyan were a little surprised. This time, the wind sword really turned into a gust of wind and floated out of the heavy palm of the hand. If it is a sword, it is impossible to escape from these palms, but a gust of wind is different.

"It's the best sword, no matter what, I have to get the sword!"

Among Li Bingyan’s eyes, there is a strong greed color. He looks at the depths of Ling Dao and Shi San’s scorpion, and already contains murder. Now that he has pretended to be seriously injured, he wants to come to Lingdao and Shi Sanyi has nothing to do with him.

"Try both of you!"

Dashan smiled and said that Ling Dao and Li Bingyan and Shi Sanyi were surprised by the strangeness of the sword. He had long been accustomed to it. If the wind sword is so easy to be caught by Shi San billion, then the wind sword can not stay here.

For many years, the history of the wind has not only been opened once, but unfortunately no one can take the sword. Even if it is a thirteen-style style, no one can comprehend it. If you give those people enough time, I am afraid that the 13th style of the wind has long been taken away. Fortunately, Dashan has his own thoughts, he only gives a certain time. More than he expected, he would drive those warriors away.

Of course, the other swordsmanship of the Swordmaster is something that people have learned. Later, these people came here, but unfortunately they used a variety of methods and could not take the sword. There are mountains, they can not be strong, if it is destroyed, I am afraid that the mountains will not let them go.

"it is good!"

Li Bingyan walked slowly toward the wind sword, and then he reached out and grabbed the past. He is now pretending to be seriously injured, and naturally he cannot show his desire for a slashing sword. He shot this way, naturally it is impossible to catch the wind sword, and even the shadow of the wind sword can not be touched.

"The wind is thirteen, the wind sword king, the wind sword, want to take the wind sword, I am afraid you have to rely on the wind 13!"

Those who have been here have definitely had a starry environment. They can’t take the wind sword, which means that relying on brute force is useless. Lingdao felt that his advantage was in the thirteen styles of the wind, so he did not rush to shoot, but took out the ancient books and looked up.

Among the scorpions of Lingdao, two long swords emerged and they were automatically waved. Li Bingyan and Shi Sanyi are all thinking about how to get the wind sword, only the mountain looks at Lingdao. Because Lingdao has not acted until now, it naturally caused the curiosity of the mountains.

"No wonder, no wonder he is so high-savvy, there is such a pair of dice! Unfortunately, it has not been fully developed, or else it will be faster to understand the sword!"

In ancient times, the legend has a superb sword repair, able to cultivate a third eye, named Jiandao true eye. The use of kendo true eye cultivation sword method, fast and incredible, is basically equal to get the hand, and use it a few times just to be more proficient.

Even if the kendo is really eye-catching, it can't be compared with the scorpion. From the time of the ancient times to the present, Dashan has never seen such a blind man. He still saw such a record in an ancient book, so he was only guessing, and could not be completely sure.

Even Lingdao himself, did not find the special features of his own nephew. He only knows that although the past life was a kendo genius, the speed of practicing swordsmanship was not as abnormal as it is now. As the realm improves, the speed at which he learns swordsmanship is getting faster and faster.

"clank"

At this time, the wind sword sent a crisp sword, and then flew in the direction of Lingdao. However, Lingdao's eyes are still staring at the swordsmanship, and did not go to see the wind sword. Among his eyes, the long sword moves faster and faster, and the mountain can see that the two long swords are displayed in the thirteen styles.

"what's going on?"

Li Bingyan and Shi Sanyi feel that they are about to vomit blood. They have been busy for a long time, and they have not touched the sword. Lingdao just stood in the same place, but the wind sword rushed toward Lingdao. Is it true that the convection wind sword is good, the wind sword is ignored, and it ignores it, is it coming?

The wind sword did not touch the Lingdao, but only circled in Lingdao. The wind sword is like a child, wanting to get close to the ridge, but a little scared. In this case, I look at Shi Sanyi and Li Bingyan to envy and hate.

"It seems that the wind sword should also choose him, but fortunately I have already prepared to kill both of them!"

Li Bingyan’s thoughts on the evil thoughts, even the wind swords have chosen Lingdao, naturally let him secretly irritate. He really didn't understand why Lingdao had such a good luck, he could get the appreciation of Dashan, and he could get the favor of Liufengjian.

"I understand!"

After the wind and thirteen styles are realized, Ling Dao has put away the ancient books. It was not until this time that he saw the wind sword flying around him. When he looked at the wind sword, the wind sword shook a little, and then it was retreated to a farther place.

"Wind, invisible, colorless, tasteless, without shadow..."

Lingdao said slowly, and later used the source of the sword to concise into a long sword, and here he used the thirteenth style. In the previous big battle, although Ling Dao was also performing a thirteen-style style, it was worse than it is now.

He applied the thirteen styles of wind and wind over and over again, and the wind sword slowly relaxed. Later, the Sword of the Wind was moved by himself, exactly the same as the movement of the Long Sword in Lingdao.

"The wind and the sword are doing their own thirteen styles?"

"Even if it is the best sword, it is not so powerful?"

Li Bingyan and Shi Sanyi are both stunned and have seen spiritual swords, but they have never seen a long sword that can use their own swordsmanship. If the hand-held wind sword is in hand, does it mean that they will also run the wind thirteen?

"The wind sword is not the master casting, but the master got it under the chance. Even the master can not play the full power of the wind sword. Unfortunately, after so many years, the wind sword has been damaged, and then fell to the best sword This level!"

Dashan explained next to him that with his current strength, he could not create a sword like a sword. When the strength of the sword sword king was not as good as him, it was naturally impossible to cast such a spiritual sword. Hearing that he said, Li Bingyan and Shi Sanyi were relieved.

"If this is the case, does it mean that you can sell a lot of Lingshi?"

Originally, the mountain was still proud, but after hearing the stone of 300 million, it was almost a shackle that fell to the ground. If you don't care about your identity, Dashan is afraid to go down the street. With such a spiritual sword, Shi Sanyuan is thinking about selling Lingshi?

Even Li Bingyan couldn't help but rolled his eyes and saw greed, but he had never seen such greed. Such a sword, to take the sale of Lingshi, is simply a violent thing. Fortunately, these are not important, anyway, the wind sword is ultimately his.

"Let's work together!"

Lingdao said with a smile, then he grabbed the hilt of the sword. Originally, the wind sword was very close to him. Now he suddenly shot, and the wind sword naturally did not escape his palm. When he holds the sword, he can clearly feel the struggle of the sword.

Fortunately, the struggle of the wind sword is getting smaller and smaller, especially after the Lingdao holding the wind and the sword to display the wind and thirteen styles, the wind sword has slowly calmed down. Stone 300 million was abolished, and they didn't touch the wind sword. Lingdao got it so easily.

"Oh, my spiritual stone!"

Shi Sanyi long sighed, if he got the wind sword, it means that you can get a lot of top quality. The sword of the ancient sword king is just such a name, it is very worthy of the stone, not to mention the sword of the wind is so spiritual.

"It seems that the wind sword has chosen you!"

The style of the wind sword is in the thirteenth style of the wind, and the Lingdao is also the same. I don’t know whether it is a man with a sword, or whether the sword carries people with swordsmanship. In any case, the 13-style style of Ling Dao has become more and more mature, and the power that can be exerted is also extremely impressive.

"it's time!"

Li Bingyan flashed a cold light in his eyes, and then he came over to the place where Lingdao was. This is not the Jiange Pavilion. The strength of Lingdao is definitely greatly reduced. Moreover, the shoulders of Lingdao have been pierced, and it is not bad to be able to play 70% of the combat power.

"Fighting swords, those who have a chance, congratulations!"

While talking, Li Bingyan’s right hand has already held his long sword tightly. He was full of faces, as if he was really congratulating Lingdao. Even the stone 300 million standing next to it, did not notice the small movement of Li Bingyan.

"Nine Nether Swords!"

Just as Ling Dao was ready to respond, Li Bingyan suddenly burst out of all power, and the nine swords were displayed. The whole sky was darkened, and then Li Bingyan was like a teleport, appearing in front of Lingdao, and the sword in his hand was stabbed to the chest of Lingdao!