Chapter 1211 (1/2)

”Tut, ziqianqian, are you a swordsman? Are you not tired of playing the same trick? Or do you have no other tricks? ”

Night Qingluo snorted scornfully, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked: ”in addition to a pile of broken swords, can you do anything else? A sword man is a sword man. ”

”Ha?”

“！！！”

The crowd was stunned.

What does night fall say?

She actually Even direct verbal abuse of ziqianqian?

No, No.

It's not abusive.

Ziqianqian, from the beginning to the end, is really just the magic sword array.

What's more, those who use swords Indeed, they can be called swordsmen and swordsmen

But, is it too arrogant to fall at night?

The phantom sword array can transform more than 30 long swords. If she blocks them, it doesn't mean that she can block the second wave.

Soon, night Qingluo expressed her contempt in her words with her actions --

purple thousand thousand condensed, injected more powerful mysterious power, and turned into dozens of long swords again.

Night Qingluo is blocking the first wave of phantom sword array. This second wave can not be resisted in time.

But, the night clear falls just disdain to pull the corner of the mouth, five fingers suddenly tightened the swallow flame fan.

A strong mysterious force, breaking through the sky.

Immediately, it exploded with great momentum and ferocity.

Suddenly, the 30 or so magic swords in front of me broke into pieces.

Gradually a long sword was synthesized.

”Clang” a sound, fell on the ground.

At the moment when the sword came out of his hand, the expression on his face was full of horror.

She took a few quick steps back with her numb wrist and gave up the thought of picking up the sword.

Ziqianqian was regarded as a gifted girl since she was young.