Qingzhu's two lines were filled with tears, walking along the way; "I have no regrets in my death today, and I go to heaven with Xiao Ke."

When Qingzhu said the word "Xiao Ke", she was shocked at the body of the old demon tiger in the sky, and the past a hundred years ago quietly slipped through her heartstrings.

"I feel sorry for you, I'm sorry," he said, "I'm sorry for you." His eyes suddenly turned red and filled with air, and he shouted wildly: "Liu Yi-Guang, whose fault did you say?"

Qingzhu exhaled blood from the corner of her mouth, looking desolate; "Xiao Ke, you killed it!"

"Gao, did I kill him?" The red light was even more prosperous in the eyes of the old demon under the sky, which was extremely frightening. (.) Only seeing was there that countless black winds formed around, but not as fast as the trend, it reached Qingzhu Scroll.

The wind whistles and the sky loses its color!

With the terrifying cries of bamboo, his body was cut into thousands of sharp blades. He felt that the pain in his body was no longer pain, but the pain of Cole. Years of memories quietly woke up again.

Countless black winds seemed to destroy everything. Bamboo closed his eyes and knelt in the air. The sky covered the place, and countless golden light works emerged, forming golden lampshades.

At this point, Black Wind could not hurt him at all.

Look, take back the French palm seal and the black wind will disappear.

Qingzhu suddenly opened her eyes, and her eyes seemed to become very young, staring at him. "From this moment, I am no longer the monk Qingzhu, and I am the martial arts Li Yigang who was a hundred years ago."

"Li Yichang, can't you even protect Xiao Ke?" "Why do you want to kill me now?" The old banshee mocked the sky.

The metallurgical disappears. Qingzhu suddenly stands up, and the rickety figure looks really strong at the moment! An old man with a broken candle and independent in the wind has a magnificent spirit.

Dawn walked out of the east, and heaven and earth fought each other!

Qing Zhu's eyes rushed out of two cold lights, and was forced to look at the old demon, saying, "Qingzhu is Li Yimei, Li Yimei is Qingzhu, it has never changed." Suddenly, a green dream appeared on his wrinkled fingers, forming a green sword body, and the sword body was engraved with a lifelike blue dragon, like the mist driven by clouds.

More than a hundred years ago, before bamboo began to practice in the Qing Dynasty, it enjoyed the title of "the world's first swordsman" in the world, named Li Yimei.

"This is one of the top ten fairies in Weizhen continent more than a hundred years ago," he said, looking at the turquoise fairy sword.

Liu Yi's eyes were like cold electricity, with a haggard face and wrinkles on his face, but it still could not stop his fierce aura. () held the sword in his hand and said proudly: "Yes, this sword is a dragon sword."

The old devil smiled at the sky and said, "Liu Yichuan, Liu Yipang, you bullied me, this seriously injured person, using magic weapons, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Li Yichang looked at him coldly and said, "When you are also afraid of death." He changed his expression and shouted, "Under the background of the sky, you must sacrifice your life today to be worthy of the Ke family in the Nine Springs."

"I didn't expect you to be like this," he said with a cold smile. "For a hundred years, I have never forgotten Xiao Ke." As soon as Koy dies, you will become a monk."

Liu Yi looked at the palm of Long Jian's palm, as if he was looking at his lover, slowly stroking the sword body, as if the dragon was resurrected, and kept making the sound of a dragon excitedly. He raised his head and stared at the old devil, saying, "This dragon sword was given to me by Xiao Ke." Today I will use this sword to kill you. "As soon as the sound fell, the reflected flash flashed back.
Chapter completed!