Way of Choices

The petals flutter with the wind, dense and dense, like the ocean.

A different red figure appeared in the sea of ​​flowers, stepped on the void, and attacked Tsing Yi.

At that time, the demon king entered Hanshan, and the old man of the heaven machine spread the word to the world.

Even among the strong men in the sacred realm of the mainland, his speed and long-distance attack ability are also the strongest.

Looking at the sky covered with bright red petals, Tsing Yi Ke knew the time had passed.

If he can't repulse another kind of strong force, he will surely be caught up by this person, and he will never be able to get rid of it.

Tsing Yi Ke screamed, transported his life skills, and turned his palms out.

Countless Daosan's blue light overflowed from the edge of his palm and turned into an extremely sharp flying blade, striking a different kind of red with a strong sound of breaking the sky.

The green blade rises through the air, roaring, like a hurricane, extremely cold, so that the wetness in the air has condensed into drops of water in a very short time, and the rain has fallen.

As if the sea is raining and the wind is windy, its momentum is terrifying.

For the powerful players in the sacred realm, if they are not real artifacts such as the Frost Yu God Gun or the Sky Sword, ordinary weapons are still far less powerful for them than the weapons they have turned out with Xinghui Zhenyuan, such as These flying blades glowing with radiance, even the monks who gather in the Star Realm, have even experienced a perfect marrow wash, but as long as they are rubbed in the slightest, they will fly away from the bones, the sea will be cut, and the palace will be cut into pieces. The ruins were killed without any chance of returning.

I don’t know who the Tsing Yi Ke is, but I know that the opponent’s real power is definitely not under my own, so I am very cautious.

His right hand reached into the bright red flowers, as if holding something, and then pulled it out.

The extremely bright star glow overflowed from the pale white temples between his eyebrows.

What he drew from the sea of ​​flowers was an imaginary sword condensed by Xing Hui.

A bright and condensed sword light illuminates the sky and the sea of ​​flowers between them, breaking through the turbulence of countless vitality and chopping towards the Qing Yi Ke.

Ren Haiyu how the wind is violent, and see if I can block this sword!

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Qing Yi Ke has lived in Daxizhou for many years. Although he is far away from overseas, he has been observing the powerful people on the mainland. With the help of power and Baidi City, he has secretly collected a lot of intelligence and has the strongest fighting style and the strongest against the mainland. The exercises are very well understood.

At the time when a different kind of sword was coming, at least seventeen methods appeared in his knowledge.

The problem is that the seventeen methods deal with all the different reds he knows, more precisely, before the change of Tianshuling.

Today's different kind of red is obviously stronger than the information and his knowledge.

For example, another kind of red breaks the fist of Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong's sword skills.

For example, his little red flower, no one thought that he could break the rope and turn it into a sea of ​​flowers, so that thousands of channels between heaven and earth would be sealed.

These means are obviously different ways of Tao that have been newly enlightened after the change of Tianshuling.

If this is the case, Tsing Yi Ke still has the confidence to repel another kind of red, or will pay some injuries, but at least will not be trapped here.

But the biggest difference between today’s special red and the past is not that the Taoism is more sophisticated and the means are more subtle, but that his fighting style has changed.

In the mind of the monk, Bianhonghong is a gentle and calm senior strongman, even if he shot, he is very decent, and he is deeply impressed by the principle of peace.

Today's different red eyes are still calm, but his expression is no longer gentle. When stepping through the sky, countless real elements spew out of the coat, raising their hands and throwing themselves in the foot, they have the power to shake the mountain, as if every move is necessary. Seeing heaven and earth, seeing life and death, arrogant to the extreme, and violently to the extreme.

Why is that?

The Qing Yi Ke saw different red eyes and found his eyes quiet, but there was a very determined killing intention in the deepest part.

Then, he saw the white hair between the different red temples.

Qing Yi Ke understands the reason, and is in a low mood, screaming out loud!

Countless green blades drunk with this scream, crushed into powder, and then condensed into a halberd in the air!

The halberd was dark in color and had three extremely sharp spikes at the front, exuding a very horrible sense.

This is very likely to be the reappearance of the artifact of the Great Western Continent Ding Haiji!

The other kind of red is the same expression, holding the virtual sword condensed by Xinghui in his hand and slashing towards the green halberd!

This virtual sword was drawn from the sea of ​​flowers, and has no substance, so it can be absolutely sharp and smooth, as if it were the difference between Chen Changsheng's unscaled sword.

But for some reason, there is a very bright petal, but it sticks to the sword and looks very eye-catching.

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Xinghui Virtual Sword and the Dark Green Halberd meet in the sky.

An air mass emerged from the junction, with white floes on the surface. Then, the air mass was torn into countless fragments by the infinite light and heat generated at the junction.

The air waves and light and heat swept all around, the mud and stones between the cliffs fell, hundreds of very thick ancient trees broke off with the sound of the rattle, and then began to burn.

The monks on Yaping couldn't see clearly, what was happening in that fiery light, they could only vaguely see two figures.

Xiang Wang Jingjing looked there, raised his eyebrows slightly, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Infinite Bi did not look back, but felt the change over there, he was uncertain, and his men slowed down.

In the hiss, the dusting filaments bound to the iron knife broke, and a crack appeared in the sleeve of the road.

The light in the sky is still dazzling.

The bright red petals danced back and forth, looking like a rain of petals, and looked very beautiful.

A little bit of golden blood flowed out of other red ears.

He seemed to be unaware, still looking at Tsing Yi Ke with a quiet look.

Xinghui virtual sword and dark green halberd lattice in one place.

The two powerful players in the sacred realm are extremely powerful in their true elements and breath, and are doing the most dangerous competition.

Suddenly, the bright red petals of Xinghui's virtual sword shattered into countless powders.

This petal comes from a small red flower, contains infinite magic power, and secretly follows the laws of the earth and earth, and was shattered by the collision of the true elements of the two strong people!

Countless petal debris shot at the Tsing Yi people, and the momentum was far more powerful than this.

Tsing Yi Ke is holding a halberd and a different kind of red war, which cannot be avoided.

Only a loud crackling sound was heard, and numerous holes appeared in the hat of the Tsing Yi guest, and then scattered into pieces, and was blown away by the wind without a trace, revealing the greasy copper mask, and his body also appeared There are many traces, and there is blood oozing out.

Where else would such an opportunity be missed, a whistle burst from his lips, and the petals in the sky returned lightning, striking at the Qing Yi Ke.

Tsing Yi Ke snorted, Zhen Yuan madly, fighting to increase the injury, shaking off the other red sword, dancing with his sleeves flying towards Bi Tian, ​​looking like a giant seabird.

The bright red petals in the sky have been recalled by a different kind of red. He only needs to avoid the last blow to fly into the sky and escape.

From a different shot to the time he finally found the possibility of leaving, it seems that a lot of things have happened, but in fact only a very short time has passed.

If someone is holding the timepiece and staring at it, they will know that there is a very short time before the three breaths.

Tsing Yi has been counting silently, and he is sure he will not go wrong.

The petals of the sky have been recomposed into the little red flower at this time, flew out like lightning, and hit the Qing Yi Ke on the body.

Only Kara heard a crisp sound, and the Qing Yi Ke broke a few ribs and spouted a sip of blood, but if he didn't realize it, he didn't make a hum, and he lifted the Qingji into the sky.

He took the speed to the extreme and quickly turned it into a black spot in everyone's sight, as if it would melt into the sky in the next moment.

next moment.

The black spot became bigger and bigger, and gradually appeared.

Tsing Yi Ke is back.

Was forced back from the sky by an iron knife.

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