Chapter 405 (1/2)

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, and is like a meteor.

The silver light came from the earth, and the sound of the dragon's chanting was startled in the waves around the island.

Clearly, it was spring, but all the people present felt a sense of the autumn wind. The sound of swords and guns coming out of their scabbards came from their ears. The cold light spread in the sand field, and the autumn wind swept by, and the wild sand rolled over.

The competition field for two people has become a battlefield. The approach of one person with one shot is like jumping a horse with a gun, like stepping on a pool.

Many people sitting cross legged opened their eyes, and there was a movement in and out of the field.

The Taoist priest who was the first to bear the brunt was startled. The cold light on his face and the fierce and fierce power of blood shocked his Qi and blood and made his skin tingle.

The Taoist priest repeated his old skills and attacked Lingtai with the secret skill of soul.

Li Qingjun's eyes were cold and cold, and his magic skills, which tried to affect his soul, rose from Lingtai. His secret arts, which tried to affect his soul, were scattered in all directions, and even his skills were not formed.

The Taoist priest was shocked and puzzled, and subconsciously rose from the clouds to avoid the sharp spears coming from the ground.

Silver gun head up, ten thousand cold light spread all over the world, in the stars, there are meteors running to the moon, straight through the throat!

The magic weapon of a bronze mirror is blocked in front of the body without delay, and the shield is curved.

This kind of arc is the best way to deal with a concentrated attack. No matter the spear or sword, it is easy to be carried with a strong Qi and brush away.

Li Qingjun has no sadness or joy in his eyes. The silver spear is slightly shaken, and the ten thousand points of cold light coagulate into a line, accurately stabbing at the midpoint of the arc.

”Bang!” The ground crackled, the shield cracked, and the silver gun turned into a sweep. There was a mysterious arc that bounced past, and it was heavily drawn on the side of the road.

The field was stunned.

Chu Jiantian has four layers of forged bones Li Qingjun forged three layers of bone. But Chu Jiantian's opponent, however, was swept out by Li Qingjun within a few shots. He still lies on the ground, bowing like a shrimp.

Li Qingjun was stationed on the ground with a straight body: ”yield.”

The silver dragon converges and returns to no trace.

Qin Yi looked from afar, and suddenly thought of a poem.

After the battle, the moon is cold on the battlefield; the sound of iron drums at the head of the city is still ringing, and the blood of the golden knife in the box is not dry.

The sea breeze was blowing and the field was silent.

Even the bystanders outside the array were holding a breath of cool air, and their hearts were shocked.

Penglai sword Pavilion found treasure.

This kind of blood and ferocity, which is quite different from the pure cultivation of escaping from the world, is often reflected in the killing devil, but she does not need it.

It's not just a question of ”genius”, but a fit of experience. She has her way.

At the age of 15-6, she had led the three armies to attack the city and destroy the country. Among all the people, she was stained with blood and her head was like rain under the silver spear.

In such a fierce battlefield, the soul can be regarded as the blood of thousands of resentment souls and the blood of thousands of colleagues. How can a pure practitioner's simple skills affect his mind?

Although she didn't go through it for a long time.

However, he went through the low ebb of national subjugation and was trapped in the isolated city; he also experienced the killing of attacking and destroying the enemy country, standing on the top of the ministers and ordering Tiannan; he also once broke the country in the hope of losing his country and fled alone to protect his relatives. She has gone through the ups and downs of the country, the peaks and valleys, the clouds and the hell.

In a short period of more than a year, the eldest brother, father Wang, second brother and sister-in-law died clean and their relatives were all lost. She also walked through a country with her thin shoulders.

Just over ten years of the world of mortals has gone through many people's lives.

For a genius, there is no need to go any further.

When the lead is washed away and returned to the East China Sea, it is the real dragon extricating itself from difficulties and leaping for nine days.

That's what many people want, break the world of mortals.

That day, the old Taoist priest in the Shenque palace looked dignified and asked slowly, ”this What was the name just said? ”

”Penglai, Donghai, Li Qingjun!”

”I have written it down. Penglai sword Pavilion is very lucky. ” The old Taoist didn't know what he thought. He didn't say this again. He said, ”the challenge continues.”

The field was quiet for a long time, then slowly came up a person: ”Lingyun Zong is too simple son, please Taoist friend advice.”

Li Qingjun bowed his hand and said, ”please direct me.”

Too Park son sighed: ”you town my spirit cloud clan other people dare not go up. I have to come out so early But I'm also glad that I can have a discussion with such a Taoist friend to prove my experience. ”

Li Qingjun smiles and says nothing.