Chapter 805: Flying sword
Song Yuan let out a triumphant smirk, "Want to catch me? It\'s been eight lifetimes earlier, let\'s eat fart behind my son!"
While talking, Song Yuan kept moving and jumped out of the window. As soon as his figure flew out, he flexibly kicked the wall again, and his speed climbed to an incredible level again, almost comparable to the ethereal steps of the Li Yun **** level. Law!
Seeing this scene, Li Yun flashed a thought. It turned out that a god-level light power may not necessarily be the fastest. There are too many accidents in actual combat. Fighting is not simply faster than running!
"Goodbye everyone, this son will visit your family members, including your mother, sisters, daughters, cousins, cousins, and talk with them all night, hehehe!"
After letting out a triumphant smile, Song Yuan\'s figure had flown into the peach grove more than ten meters away. Even if Li Yun went to chase it now, he would definitely not be able to chase it!
But at this moment, a cyan streamer suddenly appeared, and the brilliance filled the room in an instant, and everyone was chilled, and they were shocked by the cold sword intent in the light.
The next moment, the cyan sword light flew out of the window, flashed past, leaving only a faint afterimage.
"hiss!"
There was a sound of cold air from a distance, and accompanied by the sound of the sword clank, Li Yun looked out from the window and saw a cyan sword floating in the air, and the seemingly unopened blade pointed at a bare upper body. The young man of, forced him back step by step!
In the end, the fled Song Yuan was forced to the door of the room by this azure flying sword, his expression on his face was horrified and shocked, his legs were soft, and his face was covered in cold sweat.
"I... Cao!"
The young man with a tiger head tattoo was warned by Li Yun not to have a bad mouth, but now that he sees this mysterious scene, he still can\'t help but explode.
"My Cao!?"
"This is Flying Sword? Sword Fairy, no, Fairy Sword Fairy... Sword Fairy? Damn!"
Wang Zhong was also very frightened. He glanced at this seldom-speaking fairy in white dress with trembling. At the moment, her index and middle fingers were close together, describing the movements of the sword fingers, and remotely controlling the lethal flying flying. sword!
Seeing this scene, Wang Zhong was secretly grateful to himself. Fortunately, it was Li Yun who spoke out before, not her, and fortunately he had not shot her before.
Otherwise, this sword-inspired cyan flying sword would be able to cut off all the heads of more than 30 people without just a whirl!
Yu Jian Fei Xian, the top level of thousands of miles, the mysterious and incredible spells, completely shocked everyone present!
"Amazing!!"
If Gong Qingyu had only a little admiration for the Sage Fanqing before, then it is completely worship and admiration now!
The fairy in the white skirt is cold and holy, stretched out his sword fingers, and the flying sword jumps out instantly. It can no longer be described as heroic and brave, but proud and independent...
In short, all kinds of adjectives can\'t express Gong Qingyu\'s current admiration for the Vatican Sage!
"Chang."
As soon as the Fanqing Sacred Sword pointed back, the flying sword was sheathed in an instant. Everyone took a closer look and found that this precious sword, together with its scabbard, was actually only a short finger long and wide!
The cyan flying sword was lying in her beautiful white palm, like a toy, harmless to humans and animals.