MTL - The Sword Dynasty-v8 Chapter 145 Boy and girl

The younger you are, the more **** you are, the more pious you are, the easier it is to sacrifice your life for an ideal.

These young practitioners only want to throw their blood here, as long as they can do things, so they only want to shoot once, never thought about how they want to leave.

When they put all the real elements in their own body and unreservedly poured into the powerful symbol in their hands, this symbol also gave them the most powerful feedback.

These golden thunders that are summoned from the void are really powerful.

Especially full of a sense of death, no return. &nb[][] novel sp; this breath, so many of the masters behind these young practitioners feel the emotion.

Feeling the simplicity and blood of these young people, feeling the power they can form.

In their view, if Xu Fu had no special arrangements, if there were not enough powerful masters around him, when this round of lightning fell, Xu Fu, the invisible giant of the Daqin dynasty, should die.

This countless thunder light illuminates the entire dilapidated swordyard, and even makes every dry wormwood on the eaves complete.

Some insects smashed out of the eaves and vegetation, rushing out and flying. However, how can you keep up with the speed of these lightning?

at this time.

A sword light shines through the tiles under the eaves.

The eaves cracked.

The tiles shattered and flew up in slow motion.

The flying insects were burned into a group of smoke in the falling electric light.

Compared with the thundering lightning, this sword light is very light, like a touch of morning light.

The power of this sword is not particularly strong for any practitioner outside, including young practitioners who use these symbols.

At least not the seven realms, at most similar to the fallen Lei Guangwei, and there is no momentum.

In any respect, this Jianguang is like a symbolic resistance, crying before dying.

However, what all these practitioners did not expect was that there were more eaves shattered.

The sword light, one after another, flew up with the debris of the rubble that was flying upwards.

These swords are very soft, and each one looks a little weak. However, when these swords appear together, the swords are clarified and connected together, everyone becomes a face.

The practitioner's perception can quickly make them judge the exact amount.

There are three hundred such swords.

In one of the halls of this sword house, there were three hundred swordsmen gathered silently!

These three hundred swordsmen together with the sword of the sword, completely formed a sword array.

An incredible sword array, no matter the number of swordsmen or the power!

In the clarified and stable Jianguang, the cutting of Jianqi even brought out a sacred meaning, with a holy light flying in it.

There is no trace of thunder that can be seen in the sky.

The powerful and violent thunderbolt was cut by an inch, smashed, and turned into a golden whirlwind.

These golden whirlwinds slammed into the array of mountains, and even made the sway of the characters of the people, but they could not pose any threat to the swords that smashed them.

The seven masters of the sacred palace that defended the main gate of the broken swordshouse were shocked to the extreme.

In the seven loud stuns, the mountain roads in front of them were broken, and huge cracks extended toward the mountains.

The seven of them began to shine, as if they had turned into seven dazzling stars.

The sacred swords of their bodies exuded the dazzling brilliance of the eyes, and they gathered together to become a light curtain, which was pressed against the hall that formed the sword array.

The hall was destroyed in an instant, the bricks and stones scattered, and the sword was cut into ashes.

Clarifying the sword array like Chenguang is somewhat difficult to support under this force. All the practitioners saw at this time that there were three hundred teenagers wearing white robes in the sword, perhaps more strictly speaking, three hundred boys.

These three hundred boys are so young that everyone can breathe and stop. It is unbelievable. The boys in this age should be just in contact with the practice, and it may take a few years before they begin to enter the various places of practice.

However, the swordsmanship and swordsmanship of these 300 boys are extremely sophisticated. This sword array gives people a feeling of practicing for many years.

Under the pressure of the swords of the seven masters of the singular palace, the swords formed by the three hundred boys were only working hard, and they did not collapse for a while.

All people have an unpredictable feeling in their hearts.

Dozens of screams sounded at the same time, accompanied by a loud sound of breaking the air, a massive roar of heaven and earth moving in the air.

Almost all the practitioners who committed the crimes were shot.

The power of all kinds of majestic forms a horrible tide, spectacular and full of ruin.

At this same moment, a series of dense swords sounded crisply.

There were several dilapidated temples that were smashed by the sword light that was revealed inside.

The eyes of all the practitioners who committed the crime contracted sharply.

Girls who wore yellow skirts flew out of these temples and had an inexplicable joy and lightness.

Every girl wearing a yellow dress is wearing a golden sword light.

This Jianguang is not light, but pure and fierce.

These girls are also three hundred.

Their violent sword light, such as the golden chrysanthemums scattered all over the mountains, also formed a treacherous sword array.

The most crucial thing is that when their sword formation is formed, the two swords are perfectly matched.

Six hundred swords, the perfect combination of a larger sword array.

Countless forces are intertwined in the air and collide.

The starlight on the seven masters of the sacred palace in front of the cracked mountain road first dimmed.

Then their faces faded.

Their bodies also began to crack, and they penetrated into the body, as deep as the cracks deep into the mountains.

The first group of young practitioners fell to the ground.

No one in these practitioners who believe in this will happen.

The sword array of six hundred swords light gradually drowned the power they inspire and swept toward them.

"This is a trap!"

Someone whispered, and the queen retreated.

However, is this just a trap for the immediate situation?

The hearts of the seven masters who have begun to disarm are full of bitterness and helplessness.

Looking at the two sword arrays, they began to understand why the Bashan sword field would be like that.

Just as they came here, when Yan Qi’s two emperors came from the army, they never thought about the possibility of failure.

Their bodies broke apart in the next moment.

The swords of the same flow, whistling through the parts of their bodies, and swept them out.