MTL - Congratulations, Empress-~ 103 The wind is not out, the name is moving the world

"Compared with those who have injuries, if you win, you won't win, but if you forget it, Xueyuegong may not be willing." Wen Ruyu smiles harmless.

The flower was horrified and grinned. This person, if you want to play, you have to play it, but you have to say something beautiful.

"So, offended!" When Wen Ruyu’s words fell, he jerked his fingers and pulled the golden spider silk from the field again!

Spend a stunned smile, and then leaped again, but suddenly slammed in the air, facing down to the ground when falling, Wen Ruyu was wondering what she was going to do, but she saw her with a sword, and the sword hit the golden spider silk in the air. , trembled deeply!

The moment when the golden spider silk vibrates in the air, the flower horror can clearly capture the position of the string. She is single-legged and lightly standing on it!

Wen Ruyu was pinched by a finger, and he frowned slightly. He did not expect that the flowers would suddenly come to this trick!

The flower was stunned and laughed. The sword was slammed into the golden spider silk, and the string-like strings like the cobwebs all trembled together. Together with the low-pitched sound from the long sword, there was a kind of Shura field. It means that the Shura on the string is stepping on the golden spider silk and rushing to Wen Ruyu!

Looking at the sword that came from the head, Wen Ruyu jumped forward, throwing the shuttle in the sleeve backwards, and deeply penetrated into the wall of the bluestone through the distance of three feet, avoiding the long sword, and The horror of the flower stands on the golden spider silk.

The fire is heavy, and the two white and purple figures float in the air like a fixed figure. The swordsmanship and stringing skills are quite impressive. It is really impossible to guess the ending!

When everyone looked at the two people nervously, Wen Ruyu suddenly smiled and shrugged: "Okay, don't be so fierce and glaring at me, can't I admit defeat?"

The flower horrifiedly narrowed his eyes, his left hand stretched out, and the sword in his hand was heavily chopped on the golden spider silk under his feet!

The whole network is shaking, Wen Ruyu does not change the color of the tunnel: "In fact, I will not use the sword at all, just to make a fun, Xueyuegong's swordsmanship is obvious to everyone, and it seems to be better at using long swords than soft swords. There is no chance of winning under it."

"Hey!" Another sword, the two again swayed with the net.

Wen Ruyu saw flowers and stunned and didn't talk. First, I looked at the golden spider silk without any traces. Then I laughed at myself. There is no weapon in the world that can break the golden spider silk...

"This is a bit early," the horrified figure was particularly clear in the torch. She looked at him straight and raised the sword again. "You didn't hear the voice of mourning?"

"what sound……"

Wen Ruyu’s words were not finished, and the stunned sword in his hand fell again. The sound of the broken string made him wide open his eyes: How could the golden spider silk break? !

In the eyes of everyone's mistakes, the horror picked up the Tiansi soft sword and rushed to the martial arts on Wutai. "I won."

Wen Ruyu’s face finally had no smile. He carefully looked at the broken golden spider silk, and his heart hurt to drop blood. The golden spider silk is the most perfect weapon pursued by the string masters. Today, these dozens of golden spider silks are actually Qi Qi broke!

The onlookers are also well aware that this comparison test is indeed a win-win of the snowy moon, three times the string is completely shaken, the golden spider silk is not a thing, the sword, is not a thing!

I was late to want to run to the horror, but it was stopped by the lateness.

Yan Chih-hung came forward and announced: "When you watch the Wutai event, please go to the wing to rest, and there will be a banquet later."

Everyone is wrong: Is this finished?

"The fourth soldier is not yet out, how is it finished?" someone asked.

"The fourth **** soldier is called the arrogant sword," 尉 珏 珏 pointed to the long sword in the hands of the flower horror, said: "It has been won for the snowy son!"

The silence was just a moment, and even the horror was a meal. She did not expect that she had a chance to pull out the fourth squad, but it was not so easy to find the sword of the golden spider.

"Under the sword!" Some people are not willing, they are screaming.

"You are a little bit safe," he said lately. "The arrogant sword is a hundred-year sword. Only after feeding the blood of Xueyuezi, since it can be pulled out for him, it means that this sword has already recognized the Lord."

It was a pity and unwillingness, but no one raised any doubts. As a result, people began to slowly disperse.

I was surprised to see the sword in my hand. Some did not understand. What sword is the sword of a hundred years?

"The sword of a hundred years is the last weapon built by the fortune-makers of the forged weapons. On the day of the sword, the sword-caster fed the sword with the blood of the whole body, and gave the sword the soul. After the sheath, it could no longer be pulled out. "Yu Yu Yan was in front of the flowers, and her eyes fell on her injured left arm."

The flower stunned and looked at him, and he was no longer there. He was only chasing after the rain.

"The arrogant sword is the first peak of the master sword master of Jiuyi Mountain Villa. The snowy man's talent is not limited." There is no anger in the old lady's face, but the bottom is more faintly appreciated.

I was shocked to remember that Yu Chi said that the sword was completed yesterday, that is to say, the swordsmith died yesterday under this sword?

"Sword can choose people," Tang Jihe coughed a voice: "Snow Moon son is really not a mortal, today really let Tang open his eyes."

Thrilling and raising his hand, he threw the Tencel soft sword. "Before you come in, say good."

When Tang Jihe’s guards caught the sword, they were still inexplicable. In this empty space, Tang Jihe returned to God and looked at her with difficulty. “Snow Moon’s son will give Tiansi soft sword to Tang?”

"What's the matter?"

When the words came out, I was a little surprised by the old lady, and this kind of peerless good sword, she even gave such an understatement to give away?

Yu Yan smiled deeper and turned away. Wen Ruyu said that he said: "Snow is so hard to get out of the sword, is it because of a joke?"

"There are only words between the truth and the lie in me, there is no such thing as a joke," the flower stunned and smiled. "Just, you must be robbed if you don't take it home!"

Straightforward, but without the slightest ridiculous words, let Tang Jihe make a meal, and then waved his hands again and again. "It’s just a slap in the way, and it’s a gift from Tiansi’s soft sword. It’s hard to be a big gift!”

"When you give it to you, you don't want it, you have to!" The sorrow that finally got rid of the next person flew over and took the horrified hand, said a word, and then touched the hair. Wearing a red string of beads, hizizi said: "I will take my life with me!"