The Sword Dynasty - 771. Chapter 770

On the contrary, the firepower in these flame arrows was attracted by the opponent’s sword intent and turned into a scorching sky. Under the whole world, only Zhao Jianlu’s master could control the fire to such an extent.

The woman who jumped up from the boat is petite, and it is only possible that it is the legendary Mr. Zhao Si, who is as famous as the Baishanshui.

All the sergeants and all the practitioners on the city wall couldn’t imagine what this legendary Zhaodi practitioner was doing when he appeared openly. Some subsequent talismans were excited, some sharp winds rubbed against the inverted flames, and some dull whistling noises were made. Dozens of swordsmen who had been waiting on the wall reacted at the same time.

Many practitioners in Daqin are relatively independent individuals in the army. They do not need military orders, they judge the situation in battle, and act according to their own judgments.

The sword masters of Changling were originally brave and proud, although they were shocked by Mr. Zhao Si’s reputation, but at this time, the appearance of no one next to Mr. Zhao Si stepping on the gate tower, also completely ignited the fighting spirit of these sword masters.

Dozens of flying swords suddenly passed through the curtain of fire with their own sound of breaking through the air.

Most flying swords in the army are good at hiding murderous intent, especially good at cooperating.

Most of these dozens of flying swords only brought up an obvious swirling flow, a faint trace of flame, when they passed through the curtain of fire, and then suddenly disappeared as if they did not exist.

In the air that was scorched by the real fire, there were only a few that could clearly see the violent kendo.

However, for practitioners, the most threatening flying swords in Changling are those that disappear in a flash without a trace.

In the next moment, these disappearing flying swords may come from under the roof tiles, or from the shadows on the soles of the feet, or from a wave splashing from the water, or from a stream of fire falling from the sky. Revealed, and directly deceived Mr. Zhao Si’s body a few feet away.

Some flying swords may arrive at the same time from different angles, some flying swords may be slightly late on purpose, and some may still hide insidiously, looking for a gap in the opponent’s shot, or a certain moment when the flow of true essence is not smooth.

Dozens of Feijianyu make sword masters who move with their heart, and can change countless possibilities in one breath.

Dozens of flying swords are countless sword shadows.

What’s more, this was the first group of swordsmen to react.

There will be more sword masters gathered on this section of the city wall, and more sword masters will shoot.

In the subconsciousness of these Changling sword masters, there has never been a cultivator who can resist so many flying swords frontally, so after countless enemy nations are found in Changling, they can only flee instead of standing still to fight.

Therefore, in their opinion, even if Mr. Zhao Si did not retreat, he would only have Yu Dou. It was absolutely impossible for him to continue walking towards the gate tower like no one else.

However, the realistic picture has made their sights solidified again!

Zhao Miao didn’t care about these dozens of flying swords at all.

She didn’t change her castration at all. She walked in the air like walking in the courtyard, stepping towards the center of the roof of the gate tower.

Because there is Ding Ning behind her.

She had already shot a sword and resisted Qin Jun’s talisman. The next flying swords were Ding Ning’s affairs and had nothing to do with her.

There was a cracking sound of “chi”.

A flying sword first sensed the convergence of her strength, and with a breath of unbelievableness, it suddenly accelerated, bringing out an ice-like sword shadow in the air, severely cutting her neck.

At this moment when the flying sword was fierce, she suddenly became frantic and rioted in a space that was a few feet or even tens of feet around her body, which seemed to be fairly calm.

Ding Ning’s left hand left his waist.

In this riotous space, quiet little white flowers bloomed.

Everything seems to slow down.

A Remnant Sword picked the flying sword that was the first to make trouble. With a soft sound, a circle of water-like ripples rippled clearly in the air, and more of the Remnant Sword’s sword bloomed. Tiny white flowers are floating in the air.

The flying sword revolved and was picked up, hitting another flying sword that had just flown out of the shadow under the eaves, and the latter sputtered out again, hitting a flying sword that fell like a meteor from above.

In the sight of all the practitioners, the remaining sword with the tiny white flowers continuously blooming only picked a few flying swords. The whole process seemed very clear, but these flying swords spun out, but they changed the overall situation in an instant.

There are flying swords flying around Zhao Miao’s body, but her body seems to have become a kind of magical isolation from these flying swords, and no flying sword can fall on her.

There was no flying sword that could fall on the master of the broken sword behind her.

All the flying swords are still flying in the air, but the owners of most flying swords even forgot to control their flying swords at this moment.

Everyone’s eyes and perceptions were separated from Mr. Zhao Si’s body and fell on Ding Ning behind her.

Those flying swords still bloomed out in the air.

The disorder gives people an inexplicable and clear feeling, just like every flying sword is in its place. The sounds of flying swords colliding with each other, even like music, carry a unique rhythm.

There is no real god in this world.

However, at this moment, looking at Ding Ning’s body, which was burned by the fire and the clouds, and looking at the remnant sword that seemed to be quiet, many practitioners felt that they had seen a god.

The bodies of several seven-level masters who have not yet taken action kept trembling, and a strong fear surged from the deepest part of their hearts.

This Mo Hua Can Sword already represents the identity of the other party.

And the encirclement of dozens of flying swords that easily picked up and flew was just to prove that the other party was the return of that person.

Because there is only one person in the world who can break the sword with the sword like this, clearly perceive the sword intent and sword path without relying on brute force, and then break it like this.

It’s like a miracle.

There were two soft noises on the eaves of the turret.

Zhao Miao and Ding Ning’s feet are already on the ground.

The two stood calmly on each end of the top of the city gate, their figures so tall in the sky, in the eyes of these cultivators, it was as if they were standing in the sky.

There are many sounds of metal falling to the ground.

There were flying swords that fell to the ground, weapons in the hands of many people, and even formation pivots that inspired the formation.

Not only practitioners, but when many sergeants reacted to who was behind Mr. Zhao Si, countless memories and an unspeakable turbulent mood brought an era that seemed to be annihilated and crushed them. Heart.

Used to be at that time.

That man is their military god.

Is their god of war.

It is the invincible existence that leads the battle.

It is the sword head of the world that they worship and follow enthusiastically.