“Is that, Blue?”

Looking at the figure above the mountain, there was also a shock in the eyes of the clock.

In the fragments of previous memories, he had seen the style of the Qing Emperor, and at this moment he was naturally able to distinguish the young students who stood on the top of the peak.

But soon after the clock left, the Qing emperor has fallen for hundreds of years, it is impossible to survive in this Qing emperor's sword world.

The figure he saw, I am afraid, was only the will of the original Qing emperor, which was sealed in this sword mountain.

It’s just that what role this figure has, the clock doesn’t know.

However, the strange scene at the summit made the clock more after climbing the Sword Mountain.

Holding the dragon gun in his hand, the clock took a deep breath, and then suddenly bursting from the ground, directly crossing the distance of dozens of feet.

Although it is impossible to fly on the mountain, a simple jump is still possible.

Only affected by the rules here, the distance of the jump will be greatly shortened, but it is much faster than step by step.

Of course, the price of this is that the sword attack that the clock faces after every jump will directly increase the power of several times.

When you step into the mountainside, the sword light from which the attack clock is away is already nearly a thousand, no less than an attack in the realm of the Fa.

And this time he jumped dozens of height behavior, directly let the sword light soared by half, this time is 1500 killing sword lights towards the clock swept!

These sword lights are not sharp swords, but contain a great air, and the power is not lost to the swordsman's attack.

Burning the fire!

Want to climb to the top of the mountain, these swords attack can not be avoided, the clock is only relying on their own strong strength to support.

Countless ancient swords originally inserted on the mountain were touched by him and turned into killing sword lights to launch attacks.

After the disappearance of these ancient swords, it also opened a road to the summit for the clock.

As it progressed, the figure of the Qing emperor in the pavilion became more and more clear.

But the other side still maintains the attitude of fighting hard books, ignoring the clock that is constantly approaching on the mountain.

And as it gets closer to the summit, the speed of the clock's departure from the front has to slow down.

The lines in the sword light also became more fierce, exuding a terrible killing intention, and constantly attacking him.

With the increasing number of sword lights, even the clock can not be completely resisted in an instant.

Fortunately, his defensive ability and body are extremely strong, and even if he is hit by the remnants of several sword lights, there will be no problem.

Knowing that the Qing emperor's sword world is constantly collapsing, the clock is not wasting a little time, and it is also desperately rushing to the top of the peak.

After not knowing how many ancient swords were broken, the clock finally stepped into the area at the top of the peak and almost stepped into the pavilion.

But this short walk, the clock has a strange feeling far away, as if he can never step into the pavilion.

The Qing emperor is beyond the existence of the emperor, want to get each other's inheritance, it is not an easy thing.

From the foot of the mountain all the way, although the killing sword light transformed by this ancient sword is troublesome, it has not even forced the real strength of the clock.

In short, it’s too easy!

If the inheritance of the Qing Emperor is so easy to obtain, then any person who is afraid to enter it, why set up so many means?

Can't think of the situation here, the clock did not continue to tangle, and once again set his eyes on the pavilion.

After stepping to the top, you can clearly see the figure of the Qing Emperor.

With a few books of angry youth, hanging a familiar wine gourd hanging around his waist, there was a book in front of him, and what was being written at the moment.

However, when you see clearly what is in the hands of the Qing Emperor, the eyes of the clock are once again invincible.

It was not a slender pen, but a sharp short sword, but a clear line of words was engraved on the thin propaganda paper.

Although the movement of writing has not stopped, the dense line above the paper is clearly the same word.

Killed!

Not only that, the engraved under the sword is not a dark ink, but the color of blood.

This paper full of table cases, actually all the same blood red killing words.

And what the emperor is writing is the latest killing word.

When the sword is written, countless bloody words on the paper suddenly fly out, surround the pavilion, and then turn into countless ancient swords, fly directly to the mountain.

What a click!

The sound of a clear golden iron came out, and a straight-cut-down sword was inserted, re-filling the position of the ancient sword that was smashed when the clock was all the way to the summit.

This mountain has once again become a mountain of swords full of thorns.

“This”

Seeing the scene of the sword flying, the bell centrifugal surged with the color of shock, but it was instantly understood.

This seemingly magnificent sword mountain is actually just a miracle formed by the writing of the Qing emperor in front of it!

After writing this last word, the Qing emperor, who had been struggling with the book, suddenly stopped his arm, and finally slowly raised his eyes, and looked at each other completely with the clock.

I know that it is not a true young emperor, but when I see that double eyes like stars, the clock is still a dreamlike feeling.

“Since you’re here, let’s take these three poems.”

And seeing the clock outside the pavilion, the Qing emperor in front of him was actually a slight smile, slowly speaking out.

After the voice fell, the sword in his hand was picked on the table case, and suddenly three pieces of propaganda paper flew out directly, and the clock before the peak was shrouded.

Seeing the ordinary propaganda paper falling, the clock suddenly changed from its face, and the heart was actually a very dangerous premonition.

Before he could react, the first piece of propaganda paper had broken up, but there were a few lines of heavy words that came out of the propaganda paper.

Red Hu Yan, Wu Hook Frost Xueming.

The silver saddle is like a shooting star.

Kill one person in ten steps and stay for thousands of miles.

Go with your clothes, hide deep and name!

Four clear lines of words suspended in the middle of the air, as if the heavens and the earth as a reflection, emitting a dazzling light.

“Is this a chivalrous man?”

When he saw this line of words, he opened his eyes wide and immediately recalled his encounter in the army of the Qing emperor.

In the triple assessment of the Qing emperor's mood, the sword of killing, the sword of rightness, and the sword of the road!

This is the power of the sword of killing!

At that time, the Qing emperor's assessment was only to listen to the sound of this poem, and the clock was also easy to spend.

Now in this Qing emperor's sword world, it is a Qing emperor's will to write it himself, and the power to stimulate it.The difference between the two, you know!