Who dares to go to the door to provoke the landlord with the Wanji Building in Muxi City? Even if you dial this level of identity, Xiaoyao’s swordsmanship, which is close to the swordsman level, is not a vegetarian.

Xiaoyao seems to have lost the ability to speak normally. At this time, her face is red with Se, her eyes are slightly open and closed, and she is coquetry and breathless: "Hmm!"
"Will my beautiful sister sleep with me?"
Miao language piano that obviously is not a question of statements and eyes, let his head suddenly some big.
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Chapter 39 Buy life swordsmen
White Se’s J and jīng spirit fluttered in the air, bringing unprecedented extreme cold.
In such a deep winter season, Chen Shaobai was dressed in a simple cotton-padded jacket, with a long sword in his hand waving a series of dark green brilliance in the air, and four swords of her formed a large net, and there was no snowflake in the whole body.
The sound of the piano and flute in his ear is gradually melodious, which makes his mind and mind fall into a quiet, and his movements also ease and stop.
Peace of mind, peace of body and peace of sword.
Soon, the shoulders and long hair were covered with snow, but Chen Shaobai turned a deaf ear, his eyes closed, and he seemed to be thinking about something.
Suddenly, he moved.
First, the whole body was stiff with a long sword for a moment, just like the sword bearer in the sculpture. The sword and the body are one, and then the whole body suddenly disappeared, and the hands of thousands of years turned into a green Se thunder exploding.
Boom
There was a small storm three and a half feet ahead, and in an instant, all the flying snow over the whole pond was annihilated.
This move, once made, has the power to change the astronomical phenomena. Although it is only a corner, it is far beyond the limits of normal human individuals.
Miraculously, this thunder suddenly exploded from the ground, not only did it not disturb the piano and flute ensemble, but it was smoothly integrated into the beat, which seemed to be part of the music.
"Finally, I can fully control it, so let it burst the sword." Chen Shaobai’s eyes with a hint of Chicheng’s joy, every step forward in kendo, he can get great satisfaction.
This trick is that he will practice Lei Ji and Xuan Ji to the peak, and then combined with Chen Kuangyin’s overlapping waves, he will take the initiative to detonate the sword Gang, just like suddenly releasing the compressed air to the extreme, which is more than three times more powerful than the simple Gangfeng rampage before.
But in the same way, practicing this trick also hurts the sword. At least when Chen Shaobai has no ability to cover the ridge of the sword, every time it is displayed, it will bring a damage to the sword.
If you hold an ordinary sword, it will be completely destroyed once. Even a sharp sword with three thousand j and jīng workers will have more defects after each display.
With the crazy degree of Chen Shaobai’s sparring sword, it takes no more than three ri to destroy a sword that goes down in history. Therefore, he put down his loyalty early, and changed it to have the function of self-repair.
Only in this way, the consumption of mignonette fruit will be greater.
Cast burst Jian Gang obviously consumes more energy than usual, just stab a sword, and Chen Shaobai’s blood rolled up, and the sudden rise in temperature melted the snow that fell on him, wetting his clothes. Snow and water mixed with sweat passed into the nose, with a salty and sweet taste.
But he doesn’t care about this, just sit on the floor, put everything across his knees, close his eyes and think about how to perfect the burst sword.
Snow falls on the jade-like sword, and gradually melts away, wiping away the burnt traces just above.
A quarter of an hour later, the rhythm lingered in my ears. When Chen Shaobai opened his eyes, he saw a thousand years of recovery.
Since this five ri, he has long been accustomed to such a magical phenomenon. Although he doesn’t understand the doorway, he is also happy to save a few mignonette fruits.
"Does the snow in this world have a special effect on wooden objects?" There is not enough time and resources to do the experiment, so this speculation can only be postponed indefinitely.
Shook his head to get rid of these distractions, Chen Shaobai walked into the wing, told Miao Yuqin and Xiaoyao, and left the courtyard.
This is the sixth day that Xiaoyao lived here, and it is also the last round of Muxi’s sword discussion.
Chen Shaobai’s opponent in the previous round was a teenager who had just stepped into the swordsman’s realm. Even the sword gang needed to be transported for a long time, so he gently put his sword Tan Fei across his neck.
Overwhelming xìng’s victory, the boy who was lucky enough to reach the semi-finals did not refuse to accept the idea and simply gave up. The difference between the two is too far, but it also saves some kind of murder.
Perhaps because it hasn’t snowed for many years, people are hiding at home to keep warm, and there are few pedestrians in the street, which seems a little cold and lonely.
Tickle, tickle …
At the foot of the black-headed, white-bottomed Dengyun shoe tramples on the snow, making a lovely sound, which is quite interesting. Chen Shaobai buried his head and devoted himself to stepping on the snow. Suddenly, his ears shook slightly, and he stood in situ, slowly pulling out his waist for thousands of years.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
After the clear applause came through the snow, a middle-aged man in black walked slowly out of the gap between the two houses according to his sword. Even in this cold winter, his clothes are still weak, but the flying snow has not fallen on him, and it has been melted away by the ultra-high body temperature that has escaped.
"Chen Shaobai, you are very good. You have touched the realm of swordsmen before you are crowned. jǐng if xìng is also strong enough. If you don’t meet me, you can even achieve a swordsman and get a glimpse of Xiandao. Unfortunately, you will fall here today. "
Chen Shaobai didn’t answer, his eyes staring at the man’s palm coldly-no white cocoon, pink and white as a baby.
"Like Chen Kuangyin, he is a strong swordsman!"
Although both of them have not yet made moves, a strong dead air has already filled up, and the surrounding temperature seems to be lower.
He had never reported his luck, so he had expected the foreplay of the end of the sword by Muxi, but he didn’t feel too abrupt: "Zhao Sixie’s people or Xu Chen’s people?"
Zhao Sixie is the master of Zhao Jia’s family, and Xu Chen is Chen Chong’s mother. Chen Shaobai killed no one, but only these two have the ability to please the strong swordsmen.
"Ha, ha, ha, tell you what? I’m Zhao Guke Qing, but I also received Xu Chen’s bounty. No matter which identity, I will kill you today! It’s wonderful to kill the taste of genius … "
Black middle-aged although some pride, but also not too much nonsense, see Chen Shaobai drawn the sword in his hand, so immediately staggered like plowing, lightning across the distance, a sword to Chen Shaobai.
The swordsmen’s body is extremely powerful. Although Chen Shaobai has made great progress, it was not until this sword came to his chest one inch that the other person’s figure barely formed a phase on his retina.
The sword Gang sprayed with SHE has even punctured the cotton-padded jacket, and his pupil suddenly contracted into a dangerous needle-like shape, and his blood rolled like a fire, and the reaction speed of the whole person immediately soared to a higher level.
What about swordsmen? Let you feel my tricks!
Chen Shaobai stomped on the ground with his right foot, like a steel bracket, and the whole person showed a perfect and stable form, with a stiff body sword, an integrated waist, an inch-by-inch push of the spine and a well-connected strength.
Body disappeared, and the sword in his hand turned into a blue thunder exploding.
Burst the sword!
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Chapter 40 Swordsman’s Three Realms, Fight!