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The reflection in a red dress is like a dancing sky flower in the strong wind. Pulled by her bare hands, the Qingyun Sect's supreme miraculous skill "The Divine Sword Controlling Thunder True Art" is used in her hands like this. It is like a myriad of phenomena. Under the vast power of heaven, the sharp The sword energy pierced the sky, and at this moment, it was a majestic force that could take over the heaven and earth, like the lightning of a thunder python and an electric snake crossing the nine heavens.
On the big ship she set foot on, and even in the Turkic camp on the shore, everyone felt a chill in their hearts. Song Lu opened her mouth slightly and wanted to say something, but found that she could not say anything. Although she was a woman, this time The situation at this moment can only be described as "looking at the world".
Song Lu could even feel the disdain in her eyes.
"I pay Hongyan, flutter my wings in the nine heavens, look down on the world, and never cling to others. My pride, backbone, and dignity are all pinned on the sword. Hongyan is self-reliant in this life. Everything that the identity of a woman has brought to me, Whatever I lose, I will take back with my sword!"
With proud and arrogant eyes, looking down from the sky, the figure in red clothes as fierce as blood let out a long roar, and the sky filled with lightning flashed and thunder rolled, spreading far away, as if tearing the heaven and earth apart.
At this time, even the people on the big ship could not bear this terrible pressure. Song Lu was in a daze, his face was pale and his silver beard was messy. He seemed to have been greatly insulted and hit. Song Shidao didn't know that he saw the look in Fu Hongyan's eyes. Seeing something, he just supported his uncle and looked at the domineering figure in the air from behind.
Li Yuanji, on the other hand, was in panic all day long. He was not even interested in taking a look at the body that fell at his feet. Like a bereaved dog, he curled up to avoid Fu Hongyan's gaze.
All this happened in a blink of an eye. At this time, someone in the Turkic camp finally reacted and shouted loudly: "How brave!"
A Turkic master with a high nose, deep eyes, and messy hair and beard grabbed a fine steel spear and tore it out of the tent with the sound of thunder. He stared at Fu Hongyan on the mast, and the muscles of his body were twisted into a rope, stretched. Like a bow string, the whole body is bent into three bows, the chest and arms are opened into a bow, the waist, legs and body are opened into a bow, and finally the eyes and infuriating energy are opened into the last bow.
Like a marble sculpture, the solidified body accumulates a lot of power. The spear in his hand is an arrow, and the strength and true energy pour out. The spear is like a shooting star, shooting upward.
"Stupid!" Lu Li said coldly.
?????????????????????????????????????????? The thunder in the sky seemed to have found its outlet, and the thunder pythons and electric snakes entangled together at the speed of light, and slashed straight down along the fine steel spear.
The Turkic master didn't even make a sound. His bones and flesh were completely destroyed in the lightning without any resistance. He turned into charcoal and fell to the ground. The half-melted spear was inserted diagonally into the ground beside him. , and the thunder that had been accumulated in the sky for a long time seemed to have found its head at this moment, and thousands of thunders rushed towards the Turkic camp crazily.
With that steel spear as the center, thousands of thunders rushed together, bringing about a terrifying scene that destroyed the heaven and earth.
"Godgod!" Li Yuanji was so frightened that he trembled all over and collapsed on the ground.
Fu Hongyan was completely unaware of the impact that the sight of her controlling thunder and holding Heaven's Punishment had on everyone present. She didn't even care who had been killed by the Divine Sword and Thunder Control Technique. Only those who could survive among millions of thunders Only those who go down are worthy of her attention.
"There is a beautiful woman in the north, peerless and independent. With one sword, you can conquer the city, and you will conquer the country again. Would you rather not know the beauty of the city and the country? It's hard to find a beautiful woman again!" Lu Li hummed in a low voice, then sighed deeply: "It's really worthy of me. She is a supreme beauty, a woman who combines two paths of martial arts and cultivation. She is an amazingly talented and beautiful woman who can combine the Divine Sword and Thunder Control Technique with her own beauty swordsmanship"
Lu Li’s eyes were full of bitterness, and he sighed: “In comparison, for a guy like me who can’t even control his own adventures, it’s reallyif Hongyan meets that guy, that would be the most suitable!”
The shadow of Chen Ang emerged in his mind. He knew what a crazy and proud heart Fu Hongyan had beneath her bewildering appearance. If he met Chen Ang, he would either be reborn because of her crazy pursuit of power. Possessing the power of being arrogant. Or you will lose yourself because you are too obsessed with power.
At this time, the Turkic camp had been completely turned over by thunder. Three thousand elite Turkic soldiers were turned into a pile of charred corpses. Countless famous Turkic masters, some of whom were not as famous as Song Lu and Song Zhi, but just like this, Everything turned into ashes in front of them, and at some point, Ning Daoqi also came to Lu Li's side, looking at the lightning rushing in the sky, his eyes seemed yearning and complicated.
The Turkic Khan and two or three Turkic masters, all surging with fierce Qi that was unlike anything in this world, stood up in the hell-like thunder.Although he was struggling, he was embarrassed, but his life was not in danger.
Seeing this, Song Lu urged Fu Hongyan: "Miss Fu, the Turkic barbarian has offended you through ignorance, you can kill him, but the Turkic Khan cannot kill him!" Next to him, Song Zhi also echoed: "The Turkic prince brought his own death. But you must not kill the Turkic Khan! If the Turks raise troops to invade the border, we will all be sinners"
But I don’t know if Fu Hongyan heard what they said. She slowly walked towards the center of the thunder. The moment the violent thunder came into contact with her sword energy, it turned into gentle flowing water, intertwined with her true energy, gorgeous Flashes of light surround the beauty in red, beautiful and dangerous.
Everyone could only watch helplessly as she walked up to the Turkic Khan, raised the sword to the level of her eyebrows, and when Yanran smiled, the shadow of the sword suddenly passed through the void. Fu Hongyan was like painting a painting, waving the sword's intention, connecting this thunder prison. celestial phenomena.
"Pay for beauty! Stop!" Hasim finally stood up and tried to stop her.
"Don't you know that a beautiful city and a beautiful country are hard to find again?" The beauty swordsmanship of Zhenwu Dual Cultivator was revealed to this world for the first time. The shadow of a peerless beauty suddenly appeared in the thunder, and her features were as beautiful as a beauty's glance. As soon as he smiled, Hasim looked like a dead father and screamed in Turkish.
The divine fire energy he worked so hard to inspire was as vulnerable as a piece of paper to the beauty transformed from the thunder energy.
Hasim had heard about this woman in the main god space who wanted to practice both cultivation and martial arts. However, because of religious reasons, he looked down on women from the bottom of his heart and thought that Fu Hongyan was just a plaything for men to control. But until This time he really faced Hongyan with two self-created Hongyan sword techniques, and it was only for the first time that he understood how terrifying this woman was.
"Who the hell told me that Fu Hongyan is a woman who doesn't care about her appearance?" Hasim shouted in Turkish Turkic: "She is a narcissist! Madman! The narcissism reaches the threshold of the gods!"
??Who is not a narcissist who would create an absolutely perfect self in the sword's will?
If you are not a lunatic, how could you touch the threshold of God just because you fall in love with yourself?
Hongyan swordsmanship is a poem written by a narcissist who loves herself wholeheartedly and praises herself. It is a dual swordsmanship, danced by Fu Hongyan and her sword spirit. No wonder Fu Hongyan can use the divine sword to control the thunder to cleanse the ground, and at the same time, she can use the ghost-killing sword to kill all the strong people who resist the thunder without fear.
The Turkic Khan couldn't even hold on to his trance, and was beheaded by the red-faced sword covered with thunder.
This time, Hashem really screamed in agony and was in agony.
He said crazily: "Fu Hongyan, Shenwu, I'm not done with you!"
Before he finished speaking, he saw Fu Hongyan’s perfect sword spirit coming to him, smiling slightly, tearing the void with her long sword, and slashing (Remember this site’s website address: www.hlnovel.com