480 Twelve hates

"Lingbo breaks the wind, autumn wind and leaves fall~"

The sword groans endlessly, the sword shadow does not stop, the sword sound is sonorous, and the sword moves do not stop, but seeing Wu Chi's sword mang, the fleeting flaw immediately becomes the killing light of the sharp resurgence, in this one breath, the sound of the sword, the sound of the wind, the sound of breathing, like a drum ringing on the heart of the sword king, played into the heart.

"Breaking the wind and waves, leaping into the sky, sword dancing in all directions, sword dancing in the nine skies, and sorrowful rain in summer······"

The continuous combo, the continuous flying sword trick, the sword up and down, the sword line and the sword retract, the sword body that flies with one touch, constantly lingers in the air in the sword hand that is at the peak of the wonderful, and the sword monarch always holds two swords in his hand, and at the same time, all kinds of sword moves are continuous, and the cold light only shows the sword king's martial arts are extraordinary.

The five swords flew up and down and surging several into a surging wave, the shimmering cold light was dazzling and scattered, and it was even the sword monarch who walked with the sword, and appeared everywhere around the god of faun in an instant.

No, seriously speaking, the Faun who does not move an inch under his feet is the one who really has the upper hand!

The strength is stronger than the abyssal sea, and the vastness and strength of the power of the Faun God alone forced the Sword Monarch's twelve hatred tiger mouths to crack, and the sweet blood began to soak through the linen wrapped around the hilt of the sword in the blink of an eye, but the Sword Monarch's eyes became more and more firm with the pain.

"Five Swords Together, Five Elements Sword Formation!"

Zhao Xing walked in steps, but he couldn't force the god of the world to move half a step, and the sword monarch immediately regained his qi, and the true qi around his body suddenly jumped, just to launch the image of the extreme move.

"I heard that your Five Elements Sword Formation was defeated by my move?"

The Tianwen Sword Technique suddenly opened, the extreme move divine power instantly triggered a hundred miles of wind and clouds, the extreme move of the heavens and the earth brought extremely terrible oppression, and the amazing divine move of the gods and ghosts started, indicating that this short battle seemed to be coming to an end, so, the twelve hatreds of the Sword Monarch who had already suffered a loss, did they really not have a long memory?

“······”

There was no verbal response, only a firm look in his eyes that showed the firmness of his will, and the five swords flew together, oh no, even the Sword Monarch Twelve hated himself is six swords, and this moment seemed to have been connected as one, just to prove what the future of the sword path was.

Wind and clouds, exclamation, shock, earth movement.

The ultimate move to attract the power of heaven and earth is not something that can be cracked after three or two days of hard thinking and meditation, not to mention that unlike the previous one, which was only carried by a piece of letterhead, although this incarnation of the god of faun only has half of the power of the god of faun, there is no problem in using the complete Tianwen sword technique. In this way, with the power of the gods of the power of the faun, coupled with the blessing of the power of heaven and earth, if it is said that it will be cracked by the acquired juniors, it is a big joke in the world.

"Wow! poof!!"

"Jingle Bell Bell Bell~"

The red spewing out from the sky, the famous sword that fell into the dust, the twelve sword monarchs hated to defeat neatly, and they were also defeated in despair, and their blank faces stained with dust and blood seemed to have no hope of turning the tables around.

"There is a sentence that I shouldn't have asked, but I really don't vomit or be unhappy, I know that Jianjun shouldn't be a bustling person, why did he be instigated by others and come to die?"

The challenge of the Sword Monarch was originally a conspiracy secretly laid by Wen Zai Longyuan, as a shepherd, he must not be afraid of war, and the war book handed over as a sword monarch should be accepted, but Jian Jun is the descendant of the Confucian Holy Master, although the Holy Master has passed away, his reputation among the Confucian sect is still noble, if the Sword Monarch dies in the hands of the Faun, it will definitely help Wen Zai Longyuan to accelerate the pace of unifying Confucianism - after all, Confucianism is not a monolith, and now it is only some of them who see the threat of Yijiao or regard Yijiao as a threat.

Confucianism, on the other hand, is a doctrine of joining the WTO based on the strength of many people, and has never been dominated by a single force, and if it wants to really do things and do great things, the only way to do it is to unite all the forces that can be used, and to pull those wavering wall grass to one's own side is one of the key points.

Therefore, if he could, Rin Mu really didn't want to kill the Sword Monarch, at least, the Sword Monarch had better not die at his own hands, that would bring unnecessary hatred to himself in vain.

"Those are no longer important, today's sword lord draws his sword, just to seek the way of the sword!"

Death is unrepentant, or pious as such, at least at this time, the Sword Monarch has really put life and death aside, although the strong enemy in front of him has not shown any kendo cultivation, but just the super foundation has crushed himself to this point, and even the hole cards are difficult to hurt in the slightest.

"In this world, everyone says that the sword of the Faun God is superb, answer me, what is a sword!"

Rude, no delusion, no external objects, the answer that the Sword Monarch wanted to know made him even more confused: "Obviously, your footsteps have not moved, and your mind is not at all, obviously you haven't opened your eyes! Why, answer me, answer me what is a sword!"

Of course, this god of the shepherd did not fight with his eyes closed, but for the sword monarch, what is the difference between the god of faun with his eyes open and his eyes closed, and it will be impossible to distinguish between the intentional reaction and the simple and spontaneous tricks with his cultivation, but it is almost like the god of the shepherd with his eyes closed standing and letting him fight, he has been defeated so miserably.

So, does it mean that the sword path that he hated the twelve sword monarchs was really so inferior?

Unwilling, unbearable, unbelieving, even though he has suffered a lot of injuries on his body, is his belief in the way of the sword better or is it that if he can't preach, he will be martyred?

"One hates that only people can't do it;

Staggering, holding the sword and pestle on the ground, his eyes were full of daze, and the twelve hatreds of the sword monarch suddenly chanted the long and long poem.

"Three hatreds of the river and waves; four hatreds of the cold world;"

True Qi Xinglu suppressed the wounds, and then in the blink of an eye, the twelve hatreds of the Sword Monarch seemed to have the strength to fight again, if anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was forcibly pressing the injury in order to explode instantly, but seeing that the sword was like lightning, it broke through in an instant.

"Five hats are easy to leak, six hate orchid leaves are more focused;"

Forcibly squeezing the power obtained in exchange for one's own foundation will inevitably not last long, and the twelve hatreds of the Sword Monarch who read the poem number obviously want to end all this before the poem number is finished, and the unreserved edge of the famous sword is actually stronger than when the five swords flew together, it seems that the twelve hatreds of the Sword Monarch are also the kind of existence that can explode the more desperate the situation.

"Seven hats of puffer fish are very poisonous, eight hatred of peanut thorns;"

The sword intent, which improved in the fleeting edge, had almost surpassed the progress of the first half of the Sword Monarch's life in the blink of an eye, and the Sword Monarch's eyes that were inspired by such progress also lit up instantly, and he finally found his direction again at this moment.

"Nine hates that there are mosquitoes on summer nights;"

A sword returned in vain, and the wound of the tiger's mouth in his left hand was even more difficult to heal, but the sword monarch who was knocked into the air only changed the sword to his right hand, and did not change his firm fighting spirit at all.

"Ten Hatreds of the Hidden Worm;"

The sword intent was severely frustrated again, but the edge was even more piercing, and the Sword Monarch Twelve Hates who broke his right hand again could no longer hold the sword, but he still had the fingers of his right hand to use as a sword finger.

"Eleven Hates Never Met an Opponent;"

"You, you've crossed the line!"

finally couldn't suppress the anger, showing that even if only one-tenth of the attention was on, the god of the herdsman who was regarded as a sandbag for practicing the martial arts finally couldn't suppress the anger, and he Jianjun was not a natural protagonist, and even the protagonist had a curtain call one day.

Waving his hand, the extreme move was revealed, and the monstrous sword curtain formed by the vitality of heaven and earth was suddenly cut down in a blink of an eye, and the sword monarch who had not yet made a move could only be like a kite with a broken line, swaying and falling to the ground.

It's just that at the moment when he was about to land, the body that should have fallen to the ground suddenly tore, followed by a drop of blood thrown out of the fingertips of the Sword Monarch, and the last half of the unfinished poem:

"Twelve hatreds, invincible in the world!"