"It's only ten feet!"

The knife did not move in front of it, but the pressure was overwhelming.

Straightening his waist, Wang Ren stepped out step by step, and the illusory knife in his hand did not fade and disappear, but became more condensed with Wang Ren's firmness.

Eight feet!

Seven feet!

Until the time of three feet, Wang Ren couldn't bear this huge pressure anymore.

The momentum of this knife is getting heavier and heavier, how can an ordinary knife have such a strong pressure.

How could this knife have become so strong after being cared for by its previous owner!

Suddenly, the breath of the knife changed, but the pressure became heavier, and this pressure added anger, pathos, unwillingness, and regret.

The anger is the strongest, the pathos is the heaviest, the unwillingness is the most moving, and the regret is the most weeping.

These negative elements poured into Wang Ren's emotions, invading Wang Ren's emotions like thunder and fire.

"I'm a little disappointed by your skills!"

Even under the pressure, Wang Ren still smiled.

The knife seemed to feel Wang Ren's taunt, and the pressure continued to rush over again.

"Humph!"

Wang Ren snorted coldly.

The body is being bent little by little.

The bloodline began to surge under Wang Ren's communication, and after the riot of Wang Ren's bloodline in the Elven King's graveyard, Wang Ren has now learned how to communicate the power of the bloodline.

Under this pressure, Wang Ren's bloodline power exploded more easily.

The blood mist dispersed, enveloping Wang Ren's surroundings, and under the surging power of his blood, Wang Ren felt much easier to bear this pressure.

Three steps and two steps, Wang Ren came directly to the side of the knife.

The power of the blood mist is wonderful and powerful. This power is inexplicable to Wang Renlai, and at the same time, there are countless secrets behind it.

Wang Ren saw from Ye Hongying's reaction at that time that this secret seemed to be very involved, Wang Ren didn't know where he came from, only that he was picked up. I had to be cautious, in normal times, Wang Ren didn't dare to show it easily, even now the power that Wang Ren attracted was not very strong.

For a while, he was afraid that his secret would be exposed, and he was afraid that he would be in a disadvantageous place, and secondly, the bloodline power was too strong, and Wang Ren himself could not easily control it.

Looking at the knife stuck in the ground, Wang Ren integrated the illusory knife in his hand into this knife, but when he fused, the knife was still resisting, squeezing out the knife of Wang Ren's will.

Wang Ren was suddenly a little unhappy.

Facing the knife, he said speechlessly: "Ya, you summoned me to come over to talk, and I have passed your test, what do you mean by refusing now?"

Crunch!

The sound of bones rubbing sounded when Wang Ren's words fell.

Wang Ren turned around and saw that the corpse had been defrauded!

Directly, the glazed jade bone stood up with a squeak, and two ghost fires rose from the hollow eye holes.

However, the only thing that relieved Wang Ren was that there was no hostility towards this bone.

After the corpse stood up, he looked Wang Ren up and down with the two ghost fires rising from the hollow, and then walked past Wang Ren's side and pulled up the knife stuck in the ground.

As soon as the knife appeared, the man and the knife seemed to merge and connect together.

The momentum of the whole body was suddenly released, like the vast sea, boundless.

One foot of land is ten feet, and within this narrow range of ten feet, the glazed jade bone corpse dances with a knife.

Chopping and slashing in one go, there is no disharmony because this is the caster is a bone.

Ordinary dancing has a unique rhythm, this is the way of the sword!

Dao Ke Dao, very Dao Dao!

This is not something that can be understood with the mouth, even if Wang Ren is watching from the sidelines, it is still foggy and unclear.

This strange rhythm is not blessed by aura, but it is so powerful.

After a while, after a closing action, the glazed jade bone stopped and walked in front of Wang Ren with a knife.

When he danced the knife, he was vigorous and smooth, and at this moment it was still a normal bone, squeaking and rubbing.

"I summoned you. ”

The ghost fire rising from the glazed jade bones flashed, and Wang Ren heard someone talking beside him.

After a moment, Wang Ren realized that it was the skeleton talking to him, and it was not strange that the spiritual sense was transmitted. Qingtong's mother, Qinggang Python, will be able to transmit spiritual sense, and Wang Ren is naturally not uncommon and strange.

The skeleton placed the knife in his hand in front of Wang Ren, and continued to transmit the voice: "The name of the cooking is Zaidao, and it has been tempered by my lifelong battles, and I have given birth to a sword spirit. Now in your hands, I hope you don't insult it. ”

"Thank you seniors, the younger generations will definitely make it regain its prestige!"

But Wang Ren didn't immediately receive it, but said with some hesitation: "But senior, it doesn't want this knife." ”

"All its concerns about mine have been dispersed by me, and now it is another way. ”

"This!"

Wang Ren was shocked, really shocked. Shockingly, it was not this method but this choice, the spirit weapon can be said to be extremely loyal to each generation of masters.

This predecessor's act means that all the memories, achievements, and exploits of both him and it have all disappeared from the world at this moment.

Looking at the two ghost fires that were about to be extinguished, Wang Ren knew that this skeleton could not have a chance of survival, he was already dead, dead for hundreds of years.

What a choice it was to erase yourself from this world. It is unacceptable for any powerful person, and even if he dies, he wishes that his inheritance will be passed on.

"Don't be shocked, there's no need to be sorry. You need a new beginning, and you are that beginning.

You are different, I vaguely feel a familiar breath from you, and this breath makes me admire.

Even if I dissipate from the ground, I believe that you can make Zaidao shine brighter, instead of forever regretting the past and refusing to let go.

The knife must be released, raised, and hidden.

Hello do it yourself. ”

After the two ghost fires were extinguished, the skeleton maintained the posture of holding the knife.

Wang Ren stroked the blade of the knife, the carrying of the road was no longer the previous carrying of the road, this was a reborn carrying of the road. Although the blade has gone through vicissitudes, it still can't restrain the vigorous blooming rebirth.

The illusory knife in his hand easily merged into the Zheng of the Dao

Wang Ren picked up the road, there was still some residual rhythm behind the skeleton dance knife on it, and Wang Ren involuntarily waved it gently along with the rhythm.

The movements were gentle at first, slowly increasing the speed.

The next moment, Wang Ren's movements suddenly stopped, and he spat out a mouthful of reverse blood.

But Wang Ren laughed.

Blood splattered on the blade of the knife and melted into it

This incomplete rhythm is still terrifying, this mouthful of blood is the price of incompleteness, and that laughter is the joy of double happiness.