If this is the person who was washing the sword -washing pool himself, it would be a bit of the meaning of Wang Po who sold melons. The effect of selling and boasting.

However, if this is a sword repair that has nothing to do with the sword -washing pond, it is said that when this kind of sweetness and heart are happy, it seems that this Qin He was convinced by the washing sword pool, and indirectly confirmed the style of the sword washing pond.

It is really wonderful.

Lu Qingshan's heart emotion.

This is just a star public relations method that is so vulgar.

Everyone has already watched it, and I ca n’t lie to how many people.

But in this world, it is still novelty. Looking at this effect, it seems that it is really good.

Who would have thought that if you have always been arbitrary sword repair, you can play this kind of flower intestine?

only......

Lu Qingshan laughed in his heart.

Even if he was not seen by him.

Now that I saw it ... Someone degraded their own ancestors to raise the sword washing pool. As a disciple of Jianzong, it was too indifferent to say that it was too much to say.

"Li Baoping." Lu Qingshan put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked at the tide that slowly advanced.

"Huh? What's wrong?" The girl Li Baoping was called to the name, turned her head, and asked in doubt.

"I don't think so long, your wish can be realized," Lu Qingshan looked at the girl's pleasing little face and laughed softly: "At that time, you can say to others, you have not only said to the monks on the Huangbang.

, I even asked him to have a meal. "

"What do you mean?" Li Baoping couldn't respond, and it didn't understand what the sudden words of Lu Qingshan's words.

Then, she discovered that the well -selling Taoist friends who walked along the way with them suddenly got up and turned into a tunnel.

go.

At this time, the tide of Fengling was as fast as possible, and it was raging, and the distance was promoted step by step.

The sea surface is thunderous, Jiangxin Waterfall is horizontal.

Under the tide tide, the world is covered with a piece, and those who are repaired as low. Even if the spiritual power is transported in the eyes, it cannot see through this thick water vapor.

Only the blue shirt and sword of the sword to wash the sword, stand high on the tide head, stand by the sword.

The spirit is full of style, the heroic posture is refreshing, and the countless women can sway.

Jian Xiu is the most romantic monk. Since ancient times, it has been the most feminine feelings.

...........

The tide is mighty, like a white tall city wall.

If you are fighting the dragon, running like a hail.

The water splash is like a big bead and a small beads falling into the jade plate.

The waves are magnificent, making people can't help but open up.

"Jianzong Lu Qingshan, dare to wash Jianchi Chilang Sword to enlighten me."

In the sound of rolling tide, everyone heard such a sound from the river.

Jianzong ... ?!

Is the Jianzong in the East China?!

Yes, how can it appear in the Western Regions ?!

Numerous trendy guests have attracted attention.

I saw a figure, from the loft on the bank of the river, the Bilang sword on the tide head thousands of flowers.

First, there was a red sword light out of the head, straight into the tide of the rolling wave.

Then there were thousands of sword qi swims, Haohao Tang Tang flew out, and taught the entire Fengling Great River to make a sensation.

Finally, it was the figure, now above the tide, holding a magnificent sword in his hand.

"Lu Qingshan?" Bi Lang Jian Qianliu watched the figure that appeared in front of him, "Jianzong?"

"Exactly, since the sword washing the sword was opened here, wouldn't it be forbidden to participate in Jianzong disciples?" Lu Qingshan asked.

"Naturally not." Qianliu would not let his own ancestors fall into a handle that is not as good as Jianzong.

"That's good, I am just a small sword repair in the early stages of Jianzong," Lu Qingshan nodded, and whispered: "Today, please wash the sword Chi Bilang Sword to pick me up with three swords."

The words fall.

Secret Sword · Zhentian.

Lu Qingshan said in his heart.

Zhen Tian is one of the three sword fairy in the world.

After he was an advanced childhood infant, he finally be able to cut out the complete three swords.

The complete five -folded three swords.

On the body of the dragon bird sword, there are suddenly a group of swords and vitality.

Under the increase of five times the power, even the sword gas is like an ant on the hot pot.

"Killing, and penetrating ..." Lu Qingshan murmured.

Zhentian's secret sword cannot be superimposed with other swords, but there is no limit to the sword.

The killing sword that was born to kill and the silence that was born to attack penetrated the sword. In a moment, it was on the sword.

Lu Qingshan did not retain the first sword that he cut out after entering the Yuan infant.

The power of immortality and the evolution of the truth is on the effect of silence and penetrating the sword.

The dazzling cold flashed, bursting from the dragon bird, as the dragon bird moved forward, making a deafening roar.

A group of trendy guests, I saw the handsome sword repairer who claimed to be Lu Qingshan, in front of the public eye, one after another.

The first sword, its strength is endless, its mango is rustic, contains thousands of swords, and the towering is like the sky.

The third -ranking Jianxiu genius, the younger generation of the sword washing, was delivered to the peak, one sword nine waves.

The sword contains nine heavy strength, and the mood of the water fuses the murderous sword. Suddenly, there is a heavy wave. The waves are stronger than the waves. Under the overlap of the nine heavy superpositions, there is no ability to resist.

The sword energy hairspring suddenly confronted the nine-fold wave, and the sword tide stirred up was even more turbulent and surging than the tide of the Fengling River.

In the blink of an eye, the two have collided thousands of times.

Bang!

The tide of Guangling River suddenly rose.

The sword energy disappeared suddenly.

The first sword fight between Lu Qingshan and Qianliu ended in a draw.

However, Qianliu's face was already somewhat pale at this time.

Lu Qingshan's expression remained as usual.

Then, Lu Qingshan swung the second sword that conquered the sky.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

Like a war drum.

It was like a giant punch that shook Qianliu's mind.

He gritted his teeth and whispered, "Secret Sword Qianduixue!"

Rocks pierced through the sky, stormy waves crashed onto the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up.

This is a secret sword he has mastered.

The nine waves emerged again, turning into turbulent waves, as white as the bright moon on the river, pouring out to meet Lu Qingshan's sword.

Lu Qingshan's second heaven-suppressing sword confronts Qianliu's secret sword Qianduixue.

During the confrontation between the two, the sword light and sword energy continued to surge out, devouring each other and disintegrating. In the blink of an eye, there were countless fierce confrontations.

boom!

There was another explosion.

The sound of war drums has disappeared, and thousands of piles of snow have passed away.

The sights of the tide watchers were now filled with the tide of the Fengling River and the two people on the tide.

This second face-to-face confrontation, the two fought to a draw again.

But, this...is not over yet.

Finally, Lu Qingshan slashed out with his third sword.

Bilangjian Qianliu, who was already at the end of his skills, could only use his sword to resist.
To be continued...