Great World of Magic Cube

The crowd spread out and gave up six men and two women.

The four men are tall, but they are divided into two piles. One after the other, the person in front is tall and majestic. Wearing a gray warrior suit, a black hair is naturally scattered, and the face like a knife and a chisel is calm and waveless. There is only a pair of black and white, but like a black hole, the eyes that emit deep light shine from time to time. His arms are slightly longer than others, and his palms are broad and wide. Only when he looks at the beginning, he knows that there must be a special existence in his body. He holds a long-sworded sword in his left hand, and the old man of the palm of his hand is clearly visible. It is obviously a long sword. Practice the sword and make the result of the sword.

Do not have to guess, Ito Cheng knows that this man must be Qi Guojian, looking for the world's first master of Qin, the Cao Qiudao of the down hall is undoubted.

The three men in the back are also very heroic, a talented person, and a single attractive man who is one-on-one. But compared with Cao Qiudao, it is like a firefly on the moon. It looks very small. After seeing Cao Qiudao, it is very difficult for ordinary people to collect them.

Needless to say, these three are the two of the four disciples of Cao Qiudao, such as Biandongshan, Handu and Zhongsun Xuanhua.

As for the last two women who were surrounded by the three sides of Bian Dongshan, Han Du and Zhong Sun Xuanhua, it was the main goal of the rescue from Ito, and Mrs. Ni Ni and Wu Tingfang.

"Fu Jun." Zhao Ni and Wu Tingfang quickly called.

“Cao Qiudao?” Ito Cheng nodded to the two, then looked at Cao Qiudao, who headed for the first time.

"Not bad." Cao Qiudao replied calmly.

"Don't be the sword of the country, not in the squatting hall to quietly understand the body sword. In order to go further, how do you suddenly think of falling grass as a shackle. Do you buy and sell this burglary wife? Is it that Cao Jiansheng's home is not much money, can not be used for your weekdays? Has the pleasure been pasted? But it is good to say that as long as Cao Jiansheng tells you a number, the king immediately orders you to take it." Ito Cheng sneered at the sneer.

"Fart!" Cao Qiudao's four apprentices, the more temperamental Korean anger screamed.

"Snapped"

Only his voice fell, and a crisp applause echoed in the college, and then a clear five-finger print quickly emerged from Han’s face.

"It's awkward. The king is talking to your master, and you don't have to interrupt your mouth." It seems that Ishio has done a trivial matter. The eyes were indifferent, and the eyes of the eyes were fanned out to the side of Han, and whispered.

The latter is an unbelievable look at Ito.

Among the four apprentices of Cao Qiudao, if he talked about his strength, his Han dynasty has already surpassed the master brother Dongshan. It is the first of the four, even in the world, except for the master Cao Qiu Dao. Vaguely ranked in the top five martial arts players, the strength is very strong, self-confessed even if the master personally shot, it is impossible to let yourself in the absence of a reaction.

But now, in this strange territory of Zhao, in the eyes of the public. I was really slap in the face of the ignorant Zhao Wang, who did not know how to say it, but I still don’t know how people made it. This is completely beyond imagination. It can even be said that Cao Qiudao, who is more respectful than his master, has to make him shocked by doing this kind of thing to him.

It’s just how he thinks. Cao Qiu Dao next to him is more surprised than him, causing the face that has been calm and unwavering to appear unsettled and unbelievable.

Just as Han said that he has enough confidence in his own strength. Cao Qiu Dao, who has already recognized the invincible hand in the world, is even more so, but he feels that he is lonely in the world, and he has not found any traces when it is shot by Ito. How can this not make Cao Qiudao shocked and surprised?

However, in addition to this shock and surprise, an indescribable excitement has risen from the heart of Cao Qiudao, which is like a waveless ancient well.

"I want to play with him. I must play with him. Maybe through this battle, I can seize the deeper realm that I have never touched before." Cao Qiudao is so excited. Roaring.

Thinking of this, Cao Qiudao’s gaze to see Ito’s eyes was also hot.

If Cao Qiudao’s shot was for Qi State, and for Qi’s years of glory, then it’s all for himself, for his own kendo and the deeper level of swordsmanship. The motives have fundamentally changed. Naturally, the treatment and the mentality of Zhao Wang have also undergone subjective changes and become more active and active.

I have to say that from this point of view, Cao Qiudao is still a purely kendo suitor.

In the blink of an eye, a powerful mountainous eruption erupted from Cao Qiudao's body, and it waved to Ito into the past.

Although the subject is aimed at Ito, the spread of the power still makes the two disciples and teachers and students look white, and involuntarily withdraws a long distance, giving way to a large area for Cao Qiudao and Ito.

Feeling that the momentum of the forced Ito became a smile, the cloud lightly took the momentum of Cao Qiu Dao and took it down, then reached out and used his hand to throw away the faint Zhao disk that was about to be oppressed by the momentum. The crowd.

"Pan." Zhao Ni exclaimed.

"Hey." Zhao Pan fell to the ground.

"Amount ~, I am fine, mother." Zhao Pan shook his head, climbed the road from the ground, and then looked at the Cao Qiudao and Ito Cheng in the field.

He never thought that someone could just rely on the momentum, it would make people feel so uncomfortable, just like to die, this is completely myth for him, but it also makes Zhao Pan heart full of this strange and novel world. Interested.

"Is this the real sword book?" Zhao Pan asked himself secretly.

At this time, in the field.

Seeing that Ishito was not affected by his own momentum, Cao Qiudao did not realize the accident. If he could not even detect the shots of his own hands and could not bear the pressure, it would be a real joke. Then Cao Qiudao took the hilt with his right hand and slowly pulled the long sword out of the sheath.

"戕~"

A dazzling white mans, then spurred out from the hands of Cao Qiu Dao.

That is the light of metal!

Obviously, as the master of Qi Guojun, Juggernaut, Cao Qiudao is qualified to use the iron that is still rare for this era to create sharp weapons and use him.

Then, the more magnificent and sharper momentum once again oppressed Ito.

The air trembles, so that the figure of the two people suddenly became blurred in the eyes of outsiders, suspected dazzling.

"You don't have a sword?" The sword took out more than half, and Cao Qiudao, who saw that Ito was still without any action, asked softly.

"The sword is in the heart." Ito became smiling.

And Cao Qiudao seems to have heard a warning statement, his eyes suddenly brightened, and the sharp light shining like the sun shines. Obviously, through this sentence, he realized what he had.

As an embodiment, it is the momentum that Cao Qiudao should have climbed to the top and climbed up a little.

"I just don't know the benefits of the virtual sword in your heart. Can you compare it with the swordsmanship in my hands?" The long sword sneaked, and Cao Qiudao, who was about to take out the sword completely, said again.

"Cao Jiansheng is not a sword saint, only a word, it will be realized." Ito Cheng chuckled. Then the words turned and continued, "But unfortunately, you still have no stubbornness, no real intentions."

If it is said by others, Cao Qiudao only wants to be the swordsman at most, in order to disturb his sword heart, he will not care. However, Ito is different. First of all, his realm is deep enough, and he can't understand it. Secondly, he just used the other side to realize some metaphysical and mysterious things. The following consciousness has produced his words. A kind of trust, therefore, when this statement comes out, Cao Qiudao’s brows can’t be restrained and jumped slightly, and even the whole round of innocence has also appeared a bit of stagnation.

Don't look at this sluggishness, but for martial arts masters, it is enough to divide and die.

When I saw the time, I saw the figure of Ito who stood in the same place flashing, and suddenly disappeared from the place. Cao Qiu Dao's eyes were condensed, and the "squeaky" sound completely extracted the long sword, bringing out a dazzling brilliance to the void in front of him.

Where Yi Tengcheng's figure was slightly different, he split from the knife and then re-formed the entity behind Cao Qiu Dao.

"call!"

The next moment, the air burst, forming a mess of large and small winds, spreading to the surrounding, blowing the dust of the sky.

"Is this a heart sword?" The tip of the sword drooped and pointed to the ground, still keeping his back against Cao Qiudao of Ito Cheng.

"The heart, the intention, the intention, and the sword out, the intention is true, the truth is true. The thought changes, the meaning is the turn, the potential is assimilated with the sword, and the fake is not false." Ito is like a center As a result, the plausible answer.

"It turned out that this is the heart sword." Cao Qiudao said with a blank face. A pair of rumors heard that the eve can die.

After all, Cao Qiudao’s look was suddenly slammed down.

"thump!"

"puff."

Then a blood, like a fountain, spattered from the chest atrium of Cao Qiu Dao, dyeing the surrounding ground into a scarlet color.

"Ah!" And at the beginning of the dead, many of the female disciples in the college made a subconscious exclamation and hid their heads behind the acquaintances.

"Master!" Then, back to the side of the mountain, Han Bian and Zhong Sun Xuanhua also screamed sadly.

"I killed you!" Then Han turned his head and glared at Ito Cheng.

After all, he reached out and grabbed the metal sword in the hands of Cao Qiudao, and rushed to Ito into the wind. In this regard, Ito Satoshi did not leave him because of Cao Qiudao, and he simply stretched out a clip, enriched the rhythm and pinched the sharp sword, and stretched his right palm. On the chest of Han.

"puff!"