What kind of pearl is left behind by an ancient tribe? My surname is Bai, and my surname is from Zhao County, Zhaozhou. I left this pearl behind your sister!
"furious!"
Po Jun's eyes were sharp, he was a little more cautious, and as he breathed, his sword movements were hesitant, and the fit was incomparable.
Bai Che looked at it and closed his mouth. He guessed that the opponent would launch a strong attack, or even kill with all his strength.
Although it is risky, opportunities coexist in crises. It is not a problem to catch the flaw and eliminate this person. But if you fail to succeed, once you are in a hard battle, if you delay it, it will be an extremely unfavorable situation.
Besides, there is also Longshan who is watching covetously. Although this person seems to be very martial-minded, Bai Che will not take it lightly.
"If you can die at the hands of a swordsman like me, it means your martial arts training has not been in vain!"
A stream of air that was like a divine fire climbed up and charged towards the bullfight. The sword screamed loudly and disappeared for several miles. Po Jun's eyes were cold. His training shirt suddenly loosened. The silver bar on his waist turned out to be a soft sword. He held it boldly in his hand and felt an ultimate power. The penetrating power of the ancient sword pointed in Bai Che's direction.
It has both locking and powerful killing power, and seems to have the meaning of turning from power to weakness.
This was the first time Bai Che had seen such a powerful sword in person since he left Qianzhou where he had been dormant for three years. His face darkened and he did not dare to be careless.
"Po Jun, why do you need to go all out?!"
Longshan spoke in a deep voice, somewhat puzzled.
However, this person soon felt relieved. After all, this person knew Po Jun's temperament very well.
Sword cultivation is a method of cultivation that is highly regarded even among the four ancient tribes, so it is somewhat "willful".
It is not difficult to understand if we take martial arts sects or even ordinary companies as an example. It is equivalent to a very capable new generation in a sect or company. Even if the top leaders feel a little irritated or even disobedient, they will turn a blind eye despite their outstanding strength. Close one eye.
Po Jun can be regarded as possessing some of this status in the Zhou family of the ancient clan.
"All armies will conquer the Yi!"
After spitting out the four words, Po Jun's murderous intention was at its peak, and the green front flashed and flew away through the air.
"Master Bai, be careful!"
Xuan Xuzi was extremely worried and couldn't help shouting.
This sword has surpassed Xuan Xuzi's imagination.
From his perspective, this sword seems to have no solution!
Maybe PHS and the two beauties couldn't comprehend the power here, but as an experienced Taoist at the peak of the ninth level of internal strength, he was only half a step away from being a master of transformation, so the doorways he saw must not be false.
The sword intent of this sword is so strong that it already has the artistic conception of simplicity. Even Xuan Xuzi, a hundred meters away, has a strong state of mind. It is a state of mind that is enough to destroy any martial arts expert under Grandmaster Tongxuan. The overwhelming power of the will to fight.
There is no escape!
It seems that all we can do is sit back and wait for death, mourning and decaying!
Humph, it’s just your bad luck that you met me, Po Jun!
A trace of "pity" that could be called hypocritical and arrogant appeared in Po Jun's eyes...
"Break it for me!"
There was a loud shout, silver light flashed, and the thin sword made of silver needles rose up from the ground, escaped from his hand, and pierced through.
The Thousand Mountains Realm is not named randomly. The light air moves the mountains, which is the great realm of the Immortal Sea and the Thousand Mountains Realm!
Under extreme exhaustion, the silver needle sword slashed away violently, and Bai Che staggered a few steps almost at the same time, almost falling to the ground.
At this time, he was extremely weak...
In an instant, the silver horses continued to grow, like a curtain hanging from heaven and earth, and the silver elephant opened wide.
The other stream of pure white hair exudes simplicity and violent murderous intent. It is rich and unstoppable, as if it wants to cut through the sky and the earth.
The two breaths collided together, and the breaths continued to be annihilated, just like two sharp swords stabbing at each other at high speed, the sword tips clashing with each other, refusing to give in to each other, and two vertical streams of violent breaths regenerated, piercing the sky and the earth.