MTL - Building The Ultimate Fantasy-Chapter 30 Royal 20 knife, drop 20 son

Sword, floated!

御 Royal sword, like a fairy means!

On the twenty or thirty flower boats, there were hundreds of Confucian scholars, all of them were looking at the pig-killer that was floating in the air and chopped at them in violation of common sense!

The knife ... can it fly? !!

It's not weird that a knife can fly. After all, the housekeeper has built a flying knife.

However, this flying knife is a hidden weapon, which is completely different from the flying pig killing knife in front of you ...

There was a vague outline of a large knife around the pig-knife in front of his eyes, with a depression that made every Confucianian breathless.

Among the hundred families ... Which one has such means? !!

The Confucian scholars on the Huahua boat all closed their mouths.

They stared at the pig-knives from Yukong, sweat beads permeating on their foreheads.

Nie Changqing stepped on the bow of a boat standing on the lake, and her clothes were hunting in the wind.

His blood, forced by Hao Ran's pressure, boiled again.

With the aura imperial sword, I cut out this dazzling and gorgeous knife.

This is the strongest sword that his master Nie Changqing has cut.

However, Nie Changqing was very calm, and he felt as if he had no fluctuations in his heart.

"Compared to the impulse of thinking about the town of Han Lianxiao ... My means are not good enough."

Nie Changqing murmured.

The next moment, when his eyes fell on the flower boat, he became calm and calm.

Boom!

The smoke swirled into a vortex.

Wu Haoran pulled the mist over the lake like three flowers together.

Hundreds of Confucian students, their faces changed suddenly.

Lu Lu asked Nie Changqing to do something, they did not expect it.

They are all Confucian scholars who have a good reputation. Their status may not be distinguished, but they are absolutely sensitive.

Can Lu Fan really dare to kill them?

Once he killed them, they would surely attract the attention of the Dazhong Confucianism, and even attract the question of the state teacher.

When the time comes ... how will Lu Fan end? !!

However.

No matter how these Confucians think ...

After all, Nie Changqing's knife has been cut off.

The lake, which was originally blown by the wind and rippled in layers, suddenly became quiet, like a mirror, unable to shake, and quietly trembling.

花 The flower boat locked by the killing pig knife.

Sugihara's leading scholar, who stood proud of the bow, changed his face suddenly.

He is not only a Confucian, but also a martial artist.

Although he is only a second-rate martial artist, Nie Changqing's knife gave him a sense of horror like falling into Abi Hell.

的 The righteousness on his face disappeared, and a burst of vitality on his chest collapsed.

He turned his head on the deck of the flower boat, squeezed the Confucian student behind him, and went backwards like crazy.

Humming ...

Everyone is waiting for the Hog Knife to fall.

However, Nie Changqing's pig-knife disappointed them and did not kill the boat.

I was hanging an inch in front of the deck of the flower boat.

The weird suspension is even more frightening.

The lake surface was silent, and the Confucians on the other flower boats widened their eyes, but when they saw no waves, they felt a bit boring.

However.

上 On the locked flower boat, many Confucians are like the first person, turning madly to escape, without a few steps, the body penetrated the bloodstain, was cut off, and separated directly.

Rumble!

Instantly.

The white water sprayed on the calm lake surface, as if a white snake spread from under the ship's bow where Nie Changqing trampled to the flower boat.

The lake surface is actually divided into two shallow areas, reaching hundreds of meters.

This sword seems to be wrapped in the momentum of cutting dragons.

The virtuous righteousness of the Confucian scholars, under this knife, collapsed.

Click.

The flower boat was broken.

Although the slaughtering pig knife was not cut off, the flower boat was cut open.

There were a few fast-moving Confucians who were lucky, but they weren't dead, but the blue shirt splattered and bleed, sent a miserable, and fell on the ship's board.

The hull cracked.

The turquoise lake water murmured and poured into the flower boat.

The flower boat began to sink. The Confucian students on the boat had no gods and lost their arrogance. They were just a group of scholars who were not even as good as the third-class martial arts.

Many scholars took off their gowns, and despite the coldness of the lake, they jumped out of the flower boat and headed for other flower boats or shore.

Some scholars who couldn't understand the water were paralyzed on the boat, looking pale.

Nie Changqing raised his hand.

I still **** palm, and the pig-knife hanging on the front of the sinking flower boat fluttered back.

Finally, Nie Changqing was holding hands.

Standing on the ship's bow, a piece of commoner shook in the wind, but it cut out the sword that opened the lake.

Qi Yudao Jue, the first appearance, stunning ending.

的 The Confucians on the other flower boats were stunned.

Many people are shivering ...

You can open a lake with a knife, kill people, and break ships!

Is this really a military means? !!

The legendary master of the military man, even the sons of a hundred families ... I'm afraid it's impossible to do so!

The whole surface of Beiluo Lake was silent.

The fishing boat fluttered.

Xi Ningzhao held the cicada-wing sword in her hand and stood on the boat. She looked at the incredible scene in front of her, and her plump red lips slightly opened.

Even if she ... is equally surprised.

Aside from her, Lu Fan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, didn't even look. The wind brushed his hair, and smiled and held up the white pawn.

Gently wipe with one hand on the clean and dust-free chessboard.

next moment.

子 The **** and the index finger of Bai Zi suddenly dropped the chessboard Tianyuan star position.

"Slap."

"Old Nie, go on."

Lu Fanfan said lightly.

Nian Ling pressed the chessboard for a while, falling blacks, releasing five times the spiritual pressure, and falling whites to restore the 50% aura for setting goals.

There is no half-strength in Reiki, Nie Changqing only has one strand, and recovery of 50% is equivalent to restoration of one strand.

Nie Changqing, holding a pig killer knife, opened her eyes again on the bow of the standing ship.

Hitting his face, the excitement flashed.

让人 That aura that can't stop it ... is back again!

Humming ...

The pig-knife in my hand entangled the aura again.

For the knife that was just cut out, and Nie Changqing, who was puzzled, cut it again at different angles.

Aim at another flower boat.

The Confucians on the barge were frightened.

They still ca n’t be as calm as water in the face of life and death like the great Confucians.

On the bow of the barge, Nie Changqing continued to guard his sword.

On the lonely boat, Lu Fan frequently set off.

The two cooperate very well.

The picture is actually a bit poetic and artistic.

Twenty consecutive sons, white ones.

Nie Changqing also chopped twenty swords in a row, and chopped flowers.

I have a deeper understanding of Mikuji.

Beiluo Lake, a group of Confucian students, regardless of style, fell into the lake like dumplings.

They were all pale and pale, but they dared not be angry.

Some Confucians who were killed by a pig-knife fell into the Beiluo Lake, causing a flood of blood in the Beiluo Lake.

The smoke lingering around Beiluo Lake dispersed.

He was dispelled by Nie Changqing's twenty-knife air.

Nie Changqing returned to the fishing boat and dragged the bow.

On the barge, Lu Fanzheng leisurely retrieved the pieces into the chess box.

"My son, the remaining Confucian ... how to solve it?"

"Slapping it?"

Nie Changqing held the pig-knife and asked.

Lu Lufan rubbed his slender fingers, supported his chin, and glanced at a group of Confucian scholars who fluttered in Beiluo Lake.

Pout the corner of the mouth slightly.

"Let them flutter, want to step on my Lu Ping An to achieve the reputation of anger and redness ... how can you do it without paying a price?"

"If you drown, just stop drowning ..."

"Wait ashore, the city's main government will send someone to liquidate with them."

Lu Fanfan said lightly.

现在 "Now, let's go to Drunk Dust Pavilion and take a look."

Uh ...

Xu Yuan after the fishing boat.

Chen Beixun's eyes tightened, he was carrying Huang Limu's sword box, and UU read the book www.uukanshu.com.

Across the sky, the sword is cut across the lake!

Martyr Abandoned ... So strong? !!

How desperate that is.

Fearing next to him, Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan had already fallen on the ship's board, their eyes were dumb.

"This ... how is this possible ?!"

"Is he still human ?! Is there anyone in the world who can kill the enemy with a sword?"

Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan screamed almost like a magpie.

"Moji ... and my Sword Master!"

Chen Beixun clenched his fists, his eyes flickered.

The smoke lingering on the surface of Beiluo Lake was completely eliminated by Nie Changqing.

Deep in the smoke, a dangling flat boat jumped out.

北 Chen Beixun's eyes were so bright that he stared at an arrogant figure sitting on the lone boat.

Figure and his general carrying yellow pear wood sword box, there are four swords in the sword box.

That is the sword school walking of Tiannan Tianshan!

Twenty-four swords represent that this person is a samurai swordsman with the strength of a six ring master!

Suddenly.

Chen Beixun's eyes showed excitement.

He saw the lonely swordsman standing on the lone boat, his robe moving in the wind.

Swordsman sent swordsman!

However ...

北 Chen Beixun's excitement soon freezes.

Because, after the sword-sword swordsman got up, he broke out without hesitation and hit the ship's bow, making the lone boat soar.

I left ripples on the lake.

The **** did not return quickly and fled.

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