The three-foot-high green edge cuts through the nine heavens with one sword.
The clouds are steaming and the clouds are rising, the fairyland is misty, and the two of them are alone in front of the gate of Penglai Mountain.
Looking at the tender child in front of him, the gray-haired old man sighed in his heart, Penglai is a long way away, and this little baby has suffered a lot. He lowered his head and said gently: "Little baby, who is your name? Why did you end up in Penglai alone?"
The child with a dark face replied timidly: "My name is Sanchi. My mother asked me to come here to find Taoist Pengshan."
"Three feet?" The corners of the old man's mouth rose slightly, but there was a hint of sadness on his face. "It's really an excellent name. I guess you are Xie Qingyun's child. She... That's all. My name is Tan Lin, and my Taoist name is Pengshan. The world calls me Taoist Master Pengshan. Come with me."
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A great competition between sects. All the heroes gathered together to win the championship. Two people competed for the top spot.
The opponent was holding a famous sword called Dial Scenery. The light on the sword turned bright and powerful, just like the opponent's moves were ruthless. He bit the opponent step by step. By accident, most of the spiritual sword in his hand was cut off by the opponent's sword.
"Three feet!" "Little senior sister!"...
It's a pity that the three-foot swordsman was slightly better than the opponent, but he was defeated by the famous sword Dial Jing. The victory was already decided.
"San Chi, take the sword." A sword that was as good as Bai Lian's and had a silvery light flew into San Chi's hand. San Chi subconsciously took it to resist the opponent's fierce attack. This... Seems to be the eldest brother's natal sword.
The sun and moon are in chaos, the demonic energy is at work, and in the gap between the abyss, one person and ten thousand ghosts face each other.
Xueboxing's sword was broken into pieces, and his white clothes were completely red. Ghosts and minions were waiting for the opportunity to eat his flesh and blood.
"Elder brother, take the sword." A sword with a sharp green light flew into his hand. It was a three-foot natal sword. When he looked up, he saw a blue figure standing in front of him.
How could Sanchi come to the abyss? Aren't you afraid it's a maze set up by ghosts? However, looking at the blue back, Xue Boxing wanted to laugh inexplicably, fearing that it would do something serious. If it didn't come three feet away, he wouldn't be able to hold on for long, so why not...
He tightened his fingers tightly, tightened the sword in his hand, and stepped forward to stand shoulder to shoulder with Sanchi.
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PS: Sanchi (the heroine's name) is another name for the sword.
Demining:
This is my first time writing on this kind of topic. I didn't write well. Please feel free to complain.
The author likes to write a variety of articles, and the style of column articles may not be particularly uniform.
Because it's not that easy to write and updates aren't that fast, I'm sorry.
Intention: Even if a strong wind rises from the ground, I will ride on the wind and travel thousands of miles.