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Akamatsu is furious. Tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers will be watching this man in front of him, but if you are just a true immortal, you can’t take the punishment of being in charge of the heavenly laws in the future.
When you put away your contempt and concentrate on your right hand and knead it into a sword, you can draw the male and female swords out of their sheaths and dance out a piece of sword light interwoven into a mesh and pledge to Yang Jian.
Yang Jian moves, leans, bends, turns, and jumps lightly … All kinds of postures easily avoid the interweaving of male and female double swords, and he can’t touch half a skirt with the sword tactic of red pine.
"The sword is not like you …" Speaking, Yang Jian’s body suddenly swept the red pine and flashed like a sword drawn as if facing the waves of Penglai Island, not the red pine, but the skillful sword, flowing like a flowing water, without any flaws.
"Huh?" Watching Baguio in front of the water mirror exclaimed and smiled and said to 6 long times, "This sword is that I am determined not to dodge Jiu Ge’s good brother."
For six long, I don’t seem to care about these faces with faint smiles and leisurely pouring their own drinks.
It’s ridiculous to put a gorgeous crimson cassock in front of the sword when the red pine flies back and misses it.
Yang Jian doesn’t stand in his place like a javelin-his head, neck, back, waist and legs are in a straight line like a sword, and his eyes are locked in red pine.
Is it so difficult for Penglai Island’s younger brother to be ashamed and angry at the surging red tide on the red pine face? ! Cloud and Wen Zhong also just, does he have to suffer this little insult? ! ! This practice is only a short time, isn’t it? ! ! !
Short practice day? Akamatsu’s mind flashed and his face relaxed. He took back the male and female double swords with his hand. He burst out laughing and leaned forward for a long time before stopping to say to Yang Jian, "I was almost fooled by you. That sword must be your strength."
Yang Jian’s face movement happened to be caught by the red pine staring at him closely. He continued, "If you are a famous teacher and have a wonderful method, it may really be better than my eyes after hundreds of years …"
Paused akamatsu continued, "You have a fatal flaw method to make up for it." He flew and waved his sword to kill Yang Jian. The light throughput of the sword was steady and measured everywhere, forcing Yang Jian to recklessly count the swords, and finally found the opportunity to split Yang Jian far away with the sword.
"You don’t have enough mana," Akamatsu proudly said. "No matter whether you are waiting for a famous teacher, you always need to slowly accumulate your skills. You are really in me … You shouldn’t come today, let alone challenge me."
Yang Jian flew back and said indifferently, "Are you afraid that I will come to you again in the future when you tell me this?"
Akamatsu disdained a cold smile. "Do you think I will give you this chance?" Once again, it fits me well, but after a few rounds, a sword split Yang Jian’s back and knocked him down to the ground.
"Ahem ….." Yang Jian struggled to climb up behind a burst of burning pain vigorous mana with male and female double sword is made into a sword Yang Jian also some bear.
Akamatsu went straight from the center to attack Yang Jian again, but it was not resisted several times. It was swept out sideways by a sword. On the hand, Akamatsu could never catch up with Yang Jian. On the mobility, it was supported by powerful mana, and it was definitely in Yang Jian.
Like a ball, it keeps being swept away, provoked, and split. Yang Jian is in absolute error. The non-physical body is too strong, even it has been a long time since his soul returned to hell.
Baguio looked at her son’s hard support in the red pine sword, like her heart being pulled up by life. Suddenly, her eyes filled with tears and she turned to look aside and drank leisurely for 6 long moments. Time was as hard as the whole Yuan Festival.
Finally, I couldn’t stand Baguio holding a pot and filling a glass of wine for six years and said, "Jiu Ge, look at Yang Jian …"
"Baguio" interrupted Baguio by waving his hand gently for 6 years, but he was gently sipped and said, "There are some things that he has to face the strong men of heaven and earth by himself, and which one has not suffered any hardships? Don’t worry, believe Yang Jian, he can "
Even if Bai Liu is right for a long time, Baguio still doesn’t feel at ease, staring at the water mirror for a moment, pinching his leg and bruised it, and still doesn’t know it.
By dozens of swords, Yang Jian gradually failed to support 400 million pores, and half of them oozed blood beads. The whole body felt more and more powerful, and I felt that I didn’t have enough strength to open my eyes. Facing the sword of red pine stabbing my forehead, Yang Jian tried to dodge again.
"Mother, master … Yang Jian can’t do it …" Yang Jian silently said in his heart that he looked up at the sun at last. The teacher often looked up at the sun and slowly closed his eyes. The vast world gradually narrowed in two gaps and finally he was immersed in darkness.
From the memory of living in Qingyang tribe, practicing in Zhongnanshan, Penglai Island Day, and going out to practice, my life experiences flowed through Yang Jian’s heart.
This is a dead world, with no light, no wind, no water and no life. Yang Jian feels that he is suffocating, not because of external pressure, but because of a sense of strength from the bottom of his heart.
Watching the son close his eyes, Baguio burst into tears and called "Yang Jian ~! Wake up ~ Yang Jian ~! ! Wake up … "
It seems that I heard my mother calling Yang Jian, and the bright and soft white light in the depths of the true spirit guided Yang Jian to find the direction of returning to the real world.
Yang Jian saw the blue sky and the vast land again, stabbing his male and female swords straight at him. It was so slow that it seemed that there were white spots flowing around without affecting people and everything. They could feel the third eye beating every time they flew over Yang Jian.
Is this what the teacher said? Yang Jian tried to communicate with them. After a long time of hard work, they can finally become faster and slower, but they can’t stop or go backwards.
Yang Jian has been conscious for several years, but the real person is just a snap of his fingers. In Akamatsu’s eyes, it’s just that Yang Jian closes his eyes and it’s disgusting (jealous? ) A white light appeared on the third eye.
After 6 years, I put my glass in my hand, and my face was full of relief. I said softly, "It’s so small …"
Looking at the water mirror with ecstasy, Yang Jian’s face was full of relief for 6 years, as if he were admiring the art carved by himself.
"What?" Baguio asked
I was in a good mood for 6 years and smiled, "Your son is going to win."