Gu Qingshan root didn’t answer backhand holding a sword cyclotron a cut-
In an instant, he withdrew from the past tense and broke a new tense.
Xishuipan
A big fellow’s face not far away is showing hesitation.
"I really want to go back to the world of flying snow …" The big fellow muttered.
Gu Qingshan sadly quit a few steps and try not to disturb the big fellow to dance the sword again.
Suddenly change.
A new scene appeared before his eyes.
-Seeing a monster in the turbulent flow, he laughed wildly. "From now on, the whole emptiness will belong to the chaotic era and I will be the god of the era!"
Gu Qingshan looked at it.
Seeing it as I remember, half of it is a male face and the other half is a female.
-the soul scream!
The soul scream saw him, too.
Gu Qingshan immediately even cut three swords to break that piece from time to time
As soon as all the light and shadow dispersed, he returned to Senluo Sword Circle and immediately lost his stone sword.
The sound of delimiting Excalibur came out. "What’s wrong with me? If you really used to be, you didn’t know how much chaos it would cause."
Gu Qingshan didn’t speak, and his heart was pounding.
"This is fencing?" he asked
"Not yet" delimits Excalibur Road
"To what extent can it be regarded as fencing?" Gu Qingshan sighed.
"You know" delimits Excalibur Road
"See yourself and not die?"
"That’s barely counted in the door. Let’s see what fencing is when you are in this door."
“……”
Chapter one hundred and sixty When the screen
the six great divisions in the wheel of karma
Human world
A village
This is a real secular world, and there are no professionals, let alone those who are not saints.
The eyes of the strong are on the tomb on the back of the world.
Root no one will turn back to note the situation.
No one will pay attention to an ordinary village
Sand … sand … sand …
A man came around the mountain road and entered the village
"The curtain is coming."
"Lord Quick Curtain has arrived."
"Ask him to come!"
Villagers’ tongue-tied way
Curtain smiled and followed the crowd into a certain hospital.
"What’s the situation?" He asked.
"The mountain was bitten by a poisonous snake," said a weeping villager.
"Nothing, don’t worry." Curtain laughed.
He went to the stretcher and looked down at the wound of the bitten hand and squeezed it gently.
A black blood flew out.
The bitten man opened his eyes.