MTL - The Sword Dynasty-v8 Chapter 205 Thunder fire

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Before the arrival of Zheng Shou, everyone was full of doubts and guesses.

But now everyone has got the answer.

Zheng sleeves are not wearing the luxurious scales when they first came to Changling.

She is wearing a golden phoenix dress.

It is difficult to describe the material and gold of this phoenix with accurate words.

The first impression of this phoenix is ​​that it is woven with a variety of golden threads.

Even ordinary people, not practitioners, will have this first feeling.

Because the golden layer is very rich, the layers of silk are intertwined and intertwined into beautiful and beyond the patterns and runes that people imagine.

But how can there be so many golden threads in the world that are more pure than pure gold?

The dazzling golden light is not only in these materials themselves.

The uniquely intertwined strength of the force gives this golden luster a sacred taste.

In the early years when Zheng sleeves arrived, the luxurious and beautiful scales were beautiful, but in terms of value itself, craftsmanship, and shocking people, it was impossible to compare with this phoenix.

When the golden brilliance spreads softly on the surface of the water, and the water in the Weihe River is dyed into golden juice, the Qin people who have been awake from the shock have noticed the face of Zheng Shou.

There is a faint glow on her face, like a starry star.

But what makes a lot of people who have seen her face before is certain that she is younger than she was a few years ago, and there is no difference compared to when she first entered Changling.

In the depths of Yuanwu’s eyes, there was a great shock, and the wrinkles in the corners of the eyes were deeper.

On the most water surface of the port, an abandoned ironclad ship was parked. In the lookout cabin of the armored ship, Xu Fu looked at the glorious Zheng sleeve at this time and looked at the back of Yuan Wu. His eyes were full of sentimentality. .

Xu Fu has been dying, and his injuries have not fully recovered.

He is one of the oldest practitioners in the whole world, has seen too many people, and has seen too many excellent geniuses.

In all these geniuses, Yuan Wu and Zheng Shou are undoubtedly among the best.

These two people are very suitable for him.

If these two people can take care of one place, in his view, no one in the world is the opponent of this couple.

However, he could not understand the thoughts of Yuan Wu and Zheng Shou.

It seems that from the beginning, the meaning of the existence of these two people is mutual harm and destruction.

what is this?

The current Zheng sleeves are unparalleled, but they can't cover up the dead, and now Yuanwu, how powerful, is beginning to get older.

......

The silent crowd suddenly exclaimed again, and everyone stepped back a few more steps.

Because at this time Zheng sleeves moved.

A majestic breath slowly released from her body, making her figure appear instantly tall.

Although it is white, but there are sly, starlight visible to the naked eye, falling from the void and shining on the ship.

She stood on the ship, and it was higher than Yuanwu. Now the breath is bloated, and it seems to be condescending.

Yuan Wu’s brow was undetectable and wrinkled.

He doesn't like to be watched like this.

Especially when he became the first practitioner in the world to be promoted to eight realms, he did not like anyone to dare to be in front of him.

He controlled his own volatility.

Then he looked at Zheng sleeves and said.

His expression was very indifferent, with some self-deprecation and sarcasm. "This is a husband and wife, why?"

This sentence is very simple.

But the couple's words are very interesting.

Regardless of why Zheng sleeves are fighting, the two are ultimately husband and wife.

There should be some rules between husband and wife, or they can lead to more meanings.

"Do you want me to talk?"

However, when I heard this sentence, Zheng Shou only looked at Yuanwu indifferently, with a heart-rending mockery: "Do you really want people to listen to me?"

Yuan Wu’s heart suddenly became stunned and his eyes were cold.

A sly sword was formed in front of him, invisible and inferior, but everyone felt it clearly, and it was on his chest.

There is a breeze in the air.

The sky above is slowly brightening, and a holy light begins to dispel the falling stars in the clouds.

The sword crosses the chest, which represents the battle and the beginning.

Too disappointing, resentment to the extreme, it is difficult to regenerate.

But this is the result that Zheng Shou wants to see.

Yuan Wu gave birth to fear.

He was afraid of what secrets she spit.

With fear, the sword is naturally affected.

She did not hesitate to go straight.

The countless people and practitioners present did not think that Yuanwu and Zheng Shou’s duel could start so directly.

Just as they did not think of the way Zheng Shou started to shoot.

A colored symbol flew out of the sleeves of Zheng sleeves.

The scales are gleaming, and each of the different colors seems to be a different scale.

The complete picture of this sign is only present in a moment.

A loud bang.

The river in the Weihe River suddenly pressed down a foot.

Numerous green waters burst from this inside, and each piece of different color scales turned into different terrorist killings, but they were intertwined at a more horrible speed.

It is like a giant net, driven by thousands of hectares of spring water, falling to Yuanwu.

Zheng sleeves after the vast expanse of water.

Her body's vitality is still very calm.

All the gushing power comes from the sign itself.

Yuan Wu took a deep breath.

It's hard to imagine what kind of power in the world can have such power, and it doesn't need to consume the energy of its own.

But his movements did not hesitate.

He is very simple, just let the holy light that has been perceived by him and swayed between heaven and earth.

Numerous thin and holy light suddenly condensed.

In the eyes of everyone's horror, it became a huge lightsaber. This sword appeared to be bigger than the ship under Zheng sleeve, but it was easy to smash the clear water and the giant net.

Zheng sleeve did not move.

Yuan Wu did not think of it.

When the huge lightsaber cuts the clear water and the giant net, whether it is the separated clear water or the broken giant net, all the more violent bangs, like a detonation, become thousands of thunder!

The black and red thunder fire dances wildly, covering the world before Yuan Wu!

Yuan Wu’s breathing was slightly weak, and the body was cold and skeletal.

Instead, these thunder fires swallowed up part of his power and turned his vitality into it.

However, the one that threatens him the most now is not the power of this symbol, but the killing of Zheng sleeves contained in it.

Zheng sleeve has already shot.

It was only that he could not perceive her sword at this time.

Her sword is hidden in this thousand Thunderbolt.

Yuan Wu extended his hand.

A bright yellow sword light officially appeared in his hands.

This sword was not handed out in his hand, but in his palm, oscillated at a terrible frequency! Rw