Seventy-nine days under the hands of the equal

Watching Lin Jiexing and Zeng Tianshun leave the stadium one after another, there were already countless people in the stands who were depressed, and some people were crying for their fathers and mothers, all of which were lost in the market gambling house, and at this moment, their spirit stones and magic weapons have all become owned by others. 】

A few happy and a few worried: It was the monks who were annoyed, but many mortals, who had bet on Ye Kong's periphery with silver in the gambling house in the past few days, and saw that Ye Kong was going to win, of course they were elated. Seeing that there was still an opponent on the field, they all shouted: "Shao Chen is drunk, admit defeat, Shao Chen get drunk!"

Ye Kong looked around and asked, "Shao Chen, do you want to continue?"

"I want to try again. Shao Chen drunkenly swept the knife in his hand and stood in front of Ye Kong.

After Ye Kong showed such strength, there were still people who dared to fight. In fact, Shao Chen's drunkenness also relied on it. What he relied on was the knife in his hand.

In the VIP seat before, Zeng Aoshenjun's eyes were good, this is a spiritual weapon, or a spiritual weapon with a spiritual weapon. If a spiritual weapon does not have a spirit, it is like a person without a soul, just like Ye Kong holding a night dance, which can only be used as a mortal knife, and cannot exert its true power at all.

With the machine spirit, it's different. The knife came to life, was given life, and had a master. Even if Shao Chendrunk doesn't have spiritual power, the spirit in the knife will automatically fight, and it can even fight without Shao Chendrunk's control, and it can even cast spells with the help of the knife.

This is quite powerful, after all, Ye Kong's cultivation is now completely lost, and he is a mortal. And Shao Chendrunk has this knife, which is equivalent to a monk. No matter how powerful a mortal is, can you defeat a monk?

"Then come on!" Ye Kong waved his knife and pointed out, the momentum of the mountains and the sea was immediately released, and as soon as he made a move, he would be healed, like a mountain toppling, like the sea roaring, but the other party took any chance!

But Shao Chen was drunk and moved, he raised his knife high, and muttered: "The seniors are above, whether Shao is victorious or defeated today depends on the seniors! Please help me win!"

Suddenly, the knife seemed to hear his words, and released several rays of light, flashing the audience!

The knife flew up at once, drew a perfect arc, and stopped on top of Shao Chen's drunken head.

The tip of the knife pointed at Ye Kong, like a fierce beast out of the cage, staring at Ye Kong with his eyes!

"Wow!" The audience was lively again [Those who came to the audience knew that this knife was powerful, and now they saw that this knife was flying like a magic weapon, and they all knew it. This Shao Chendrunk is not an ordinary person, and this knife is not an ordinary knife!

Ye Kong was also a little surprised, he didn't expect the spirit weapon to be so good, the master is a mortal, he can still let it be used like a magic weapon, and it is even more flexible than ordinary magic weapons.

But he won't back down. It's just a spiritual weapon, a knife, and there is a human being who is not a ghost or a ghost, as long as I have a knife in my hand, what can I be afraid of!

"Come on!" Ye Kong roared and struggled to slash out.

The momentum of the night dance, which was as heavy as a mountain, turned into a black light, and rushed to the face!

"Bell!" the gold and iron collided, making a thrilling sound, and a spark bloomed!

"Dangdangdang......" Ye Kong is a few knives again. The knife did not show weakness, and took it steadily, not being knocked away by Ye Kong at all, but getting closer and closer to Ye Kong's body the more and more it hit.

Suddenly, the knife stepped back, and then, stabbed at it!

"Bell!" there was another crisp sound, and the tip of the knife was dead against Nightdance's thick blade.

"Zi~la!" The tip of the knife pulled out long sparks on the body of the Night Dance Knife, and the heart-rending friction sound resounded throughout the audience!

The knife attack was fruitless, and it was violently withdrawn. At this time, Ye Kong felt a shaking of the Yuan Shen...... Shao Chendrunk actually took the opportunity to launch a Yuan Shen attack on him!

Take advantage of his illness and want him to die! Shao Chen drunk and shouted, "Senior, hurry!"

The light of the knife turned into a horse and slashed down in the air! The light of the small knife reached several feet, as if a waterfall was erected, and the waves were splitting, and the ground was swooped down. Everywhere he went, all the jade bricks on the ground burst out, and the air seemed to be split in half.

Flash! Ye Kong dodged a blow with the posture of a shadow martial artist!

But the second sword light slashed again!

"It's really amazing!" Ye Kong forcibly stabilized his mind, jumped a few times, and dodged the sword light. But just like that, he was also injured, and several parts of his body were cracked. Blood, wet white clothes.

Ye Kong wanted to take advantage of this to master the rhythm of the sword light, but the sword light seemed to understand the meaning of the rhythm, fast and slow, some came first, some came first, and some came first, there was no law to follow!

If you don't have a rhythm, you can't avoid it!

In the midst of the crisis, Ye Kong suddenly had a feeling.

"Bell!" Ye Kong stubbornly caught a knife light with Night Dance, he staggered back a few steps, and added a new wound to his body.

But at this moment, he had grasped the fleeting inspiration.

This feeling is a rhythm!

No matter how beautiful the music is, if it is unchanged from beginning to end with a rhythm, it will not arouse the resonance of people's hearts! Only when it is fast and slow, high-pitched like a galloping horse, and quiet like a stream flowing slowly, can this arouse the resonance of the bottom of people's hearts, and only then can there be ups and downs, troughs and peaks!

A perception is like a guiding light, which illuminates the world in an instant.

Realizing the second layer of the mystery of the shadow martial arts, Ye Kong's heart instantly brightened, and he let out a heroic laugh and raised his knife!

"The clouds are surging and the wind is prosperous, and the electricity is flying for thousands of miles. Lifting the sword Yanjing stood generously, raising a glass to the world's loneliness. The thunder rolls and the song rises, and the rain and the ocean are full of wine. See all the filthy things in the world, and swear to level the world. ”

Ye Kong sang and struck, and the night dance in his hand followed the rhythm of the song, fast and slow, heavy and light, his generosity and heroism, who could Yunyao match?

He has completely grasped the rhythm of the battle, as fast as the wind, as slow as a forest, as encroaching as fire, as immobile as a mountain, as difficult as yin, and as moving as thunder. The knife was no longer arrogant, it was completely pressed and beaten, it couldn't exert its power at all, it was just struggling to cope.

For a while, the black light of the sword on the field flew over, the two knives intersected, bursting out with firelight, and the impact force hit the ground and the defense formation made a rumbling sound, which can be described as thrilling.

Ye Kong struck with a song, and the more he hit, the more powerful he became, while the knife was unbearable, the more he hit, the more powerless he became, and the brilliance of the knife was gradually fading......

Finally, Ye Kong sang the last sentence of the most eloquent again, "Swear to level the world in your hands!" Ye Kong's pride soared, with no surprise or joy on his face, no sorrow or fear, and he tried his best (5) to burst out the most fierce blow!

The night dance turned into a black wind and slashed down like thunder and lightning......

"Boom!"

The knife that Shao Chen relied on was actually split into two parts, and the spirit of the instrument turned into a cloud of green smoke, breaking through the big array, soaring into the sky, entering reincarnation, and reincarnating.

And Shao Chendrunk was dead-faced, looking at the young man who was covered in blood but laughing happily in surprise.

A word to readers:

I wanted this section of the competition to end quickly.,But it's too much to write.,Some plots don't have enough words to really explain the problem.,And this chapter,I think it's basically satisfying.,Of course,,Maybe someone still has to say...... Well, in fact, I know my rhythm, it's not that I've been slow lately, to be honest, I've always been at this pace. The writer should grasp the mentality, and the reader should also grasp the mentality. In fact, when I first read the book, I also hoped to see the protagonist invincible in the world as soon as possible, and then end it...... However, when it's over, it's even more depressing. I can't stand reading other books. Looking at the author's new book, it is only tens of thousands of words...... So I hope that the readers who really support Xiaoman, don't get old enough to ask QQ, when will the book be finished, or I see if the New Year can be finished, and see if it can be finished next year...... It's been seven chapters.,Hehe.,There's still a chapter that hasn't been written.,Yesterday I had a stomachache.,Send the eighth chapter this afternoon.,Thank you for your support!

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