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Five hundred and sixtieth chapters Bafang Sword

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Lifting the curtain that was blown tightly by the cold wind, Lu Dao looked over at first sight.

His eyes first fell on Mo Yuanyuan.

The knife in his arms vibrated, as if it was making a cheerful chirping, buzzing.

"Qinxin..."

Lu Dao soon noticed something strange, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. However, with his talent, although Qin Xin was very helpful to him, it was not as necessary.

What's more, his bloodline determines that he cannot marry at will, and can only be chosen by the family.

Moreover, he practices swords.

The most suitable sword for the piano heart.

Lu Dao's eyes swept away, and there was a little sharpness in his careless eyes. He wanted to become the next patriarch, so he knew about the forces of all sizes in the mountains, as well as the geniuses and strong people in it.

The number of second-rate forces remains unchanged. Once third-rate forces rise, they can challenge second-rate forces.

Among them, Jianmen and Wanmingzong are the most eyeing.

Finally, he looked at Lu Feng.

For some reason, I always felt that this person looked familiar, but after thinking about it, he couldn't get the answer.

"kindness?"

Qujiangshui also saw this scene and was about to go, but was stopped by Lu Dao.

"Since I've been bored for a few days, some people always have something to hold in their minds. This is a big wasteland, so it's good to have something occasionally."

Qu Jiangshui frowned: "He is my friend."

"Wan Mingzong is also a friend of my Huang Shen clan, so we should not interfere, just leave it to them to deal with it ourselves." Lu Dao said calmly.

The Wilderness God clan also has its own forces, one of which is Wan Mingzong.

Of course there are many benefits behind this.

For example, Wan Mingzong would provide some things unearthed from miracles to the Wilderness God clan.

He knew Jian Ningwang's strength, even if he was not as good as himself, he was more than enough compared to others.

Qu Jiangshui's eyes were flashing, but he didn't say anything anymore.

In fact, she just didn't want Jane Ningwang to lose, so as not to make things worse. After all, even she couldn't see Lu Feng's strength clearly.

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"Mr. Jian, what do you mean? What does it have to do with you?" Mo Yuanyuan frowned and his tone was very unkind.

Jian Ning smiled even more when he heard this, but the coldness in his eyes was even more intense.

"Miss Mo is not well-informed. I am afraid you will be deceived by someone else's words. Qin Zong finally found a genius like Miss Mo. If I take care of her, Master Qin would probably blame me."

"It's useless to say more, please ask this Taoist brother for advice."

Jian Ning blinked his fingers, and in an instant, the surrounding ice turned into a sword.

Tens of millions of people practice swords have tens of millions of styles, and Jian Ningwang's sword is naturally very different from the sword in the sword gate.

The sword was flowing, rolling up whirlwinds.

Lu Feng stomped his right foot, and in an instant, the grass sword formed, completely weakening the opponent's ice sword.

"Cao Character?" Jian Ning looked at her solemnly.

Lu Feng sneered: "Since you have already started, there is no need to warm up or test it. Or you are only at this level."

His words are so arrogant. Few people among his peers who are not as old as possible dare to speak like this, not to mention that the rise of Wan Mingzong is about to come.

"Okay, okay." Jian Ning laughed instead of anger. Her strong aura exploded. He took a step forward and the ground sank a little.

A green talisman was roaring around his waist.

Whoosh!

A flash of light.

The talisman fell in front of him.

The secret patterns on the talisman card continued to spread, and at the end, the sword body was born, and the talisman card was the hilt of the sword.

The sword body is blue, as sharp as the wind.

Lu Dao, not far away, nodded slightly and said, "The Eight-State Sword, the weapon left by the Eight-State God, has a total of eight swords. It exists in the form of a talisman card if it is not in the attack state."

"The East Wind Sword, the South Fire Sword, the West Earth Sword, and the North Snow Sword, these are the four directions in the front."

"Tianyuan Sword, Dikun Sword, Human Sword, Heart Sword, These are the four directions behind."

This is the Bafang Sword.

Xuan Yangzi enviously said: "The Eight-Terms Sword represents eight kinds of powers. After being tempered by divine matter, it even contains the perception of the Eight-Terms Gods. If it weren't for the Wanming Sect, I would have been robbed for a long time."

"I don't know if the god level of that year can be reproduced now."

"Miss Qu, you understand the world with the Five Elements and have extraordinary eyesight. I wonder if you can see who will win this time?"

"Which side do you think of?" Qu Jiangshui asked back.

"Of course it's Jian Ningwang." Xuan Yangzi said.

Qujiangshui shook his head.

Xuan Yangzi said in surprise: "I didn't expect Miss Qu is so confident in her friends?"

Qujiangshui no longer spoke, but looked at Lu Feng.

There is no idiot who can enter the Five Elements View. With her intelligence, if she can't guess Lu Feng's identity, then there will be a problem.

"The eight-way sword is all flying swords, and this is the Dongfeng sword."

"Be careful!"

Jian Ning looked down and flicked his fingers. He stood there, very casually, but when the Dongfeng Sword was floating across the air, it brought about a strong wind of more than ten levels.

Although the artifact is powerful, it depends on the person who operates it.

Otherwise, if it is put in the hands of an ordinary monk, it will not exert much power at all, and it will even be counter-killed by weapons.

Jian Ning hopes that he can use the Bafang Sword, which is a recognition of his talent.
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