"The place where he fought just now, however, the water waves are not clear, although the sea water is a little muddy, where is the slightest trace of blood?

How is this possible, it is completely beyond the limit that the team leader can imagine, just now he personally cut the figure under the knife, that feeling, that blood, splashing hula hula, how could it be wrong?

So, how does this person in front of him explain?

Exactly the same, there are no two identical leaves in the world, and in the same way, it is impossible for two identical people to appear, even the subtle black mole at the corner of the eye is exactly the same, even if they are twin brothers, it is impossible to be so similar, right?

Moreover, if it is really a twin brother, his brother is killed, the other party will definitely not be as calm as now, I am afraid that he has already gone crazy and wants to kill himself and avenge his brother.

So, how do you explain all this?

The squad leader's heart was foggy, and he didn't know what was going on.

"I, am I a human or a ghost?"

When Lin Nuo heard the squad leader's question, he only felt a burst of amusement, "Of course I'm human, but soon, you're going to become a ghost." ”

As soon as the words fell, Lin Nuo made a move, and the speed was extremely fast, so fast that he couldn't even see the afterimage clearly.

Dong Hongliang is still delaying time for them, so they have to race against time, and there is no time to waste.

"No, don't!"

The team leader sensed a mortal threat, and approached rapidly, instinctively wanting to pull his legs and run.

However, he dared to turn around and take a step, only to find that the other party's speed was too fast, so fast that it was not comparable to him at all.

There is no hope of escaping, so you can only resist hard, at least not sit still.

There is still a little hope for hard resistance, if you sit still and wait for death, then you can only wait for death!

What's more, he is not without the power of a single blow.

Turn around and go with the knife!

The knife has passed, and the sea water flows!

For the sword in his hand, the team leader still has great confidence.

No matter how weird this Terran's moves are, so what? In the face of absolute strength, all the ghosts and ghosts are just paper tigers, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

Driving away the fear in his heart, the squad leader's knife moves are also decent, quite powerful.

"Huh!"

Lin Nuo sneered, although he was seriously injured now, he was still able to deal with a Sea Jiaolong squad leader who was less than a seventh-order cultivator, and he didn't have the slightest pressure.

After all, an emaciated camel, no matter how you say it, is bigger than a horse!

With the Wuji Sword in his hand, he let out a violent fight, as if he had been provoked, and he didn't need much strength from Lin Nuofei, so he took Lin Nuo's body and quickly advanced towards the big knife chopped out by the team leader.

"This ......"

Lin Nuo smacked his tongue in astonishment, this feeling appeared once when he was rounding up the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox before, and it was that time that made him comprehend the Infinite Sword Formation that defended against the peerless.

Unexpectedly, now, I have this feeling again.

One is born, and the second is ripe.

Lin Nuo's heart stirred, without the slightest resistance, he let go of his mind and devoted himself to the Infinite Sword, feeling the fluctuations of the spiritual power on the sword.

In an instant, he entered the state of unity of man and sword, man is sword, sword is man, and the Wuji Sword seems to have become an extension of his arms and arms, and has become a part of his body.

This state, this feeling, is so wonderful.

Lin Nuo seemed to be immersed in the world of swords, and everywhere he looked, there were countless dense sword shadows.

Some are as fast as lightning. There is also a sword slash, the speed is extremely slow, but it gives people a strange feeling that they can't avoid it no matter what. When a sword comes out, thunder follows, and it is like a gentle wind and drizzle, silently moistening all things.

10,000 kinds of sword shadows contain 10,000 kinds of sword intent.

Every sword intent is a great avenue.

Ordinary people, as long as they can comprehend a trace of fur, can become a generation of heroes and go to the world with swords.

A cultivator, as long as he is proficient in a sword intent, can slash the enemy with a single sword.

One after another sword shadows roared in front of him, Lin Nuo looked fascinated and dreamlike! At this moment, he completely forgot what Dong Hongliang was, what Jiao Yitong, and what squad leader.

He also forgot how dangerous his environment was.

At this moment, the heart of the sword path in his body trembled like never before, as if it resonated with the Wuji Sword in his hand.

At this moment, in his eyes, there were only flickering sword shadows.

The sword shadow roared, sharp and unparalleled, but in Lin Nuo's opinion, it was so beautiful, like the hand of God, creating art without the slightest flaw.

Yes, this sword shadow, in Lin Nuo's eyes, is a kind of art, a beautiful art, the art of killing.

One day, with a sword in hand, he will kill all the dogs in the world.

What else in the world could be happier than happiness and revenge?

What else can be done in the world than a sword, and the enemy is destroyed, and the killing of people without seeing blood is more artistic?

Killing is an art.

Violence is an aesthetic.

The art of killing, the aesthetics of violence, as long as one thing is done to the extreme, it can be called art.

Lin Nuo was fascinated, he was already a person who loved swords, and at this time, he suddenly saw so many unheard of and unseen sword daos, so he was naturally excited, and slowly stretched out his hand, wanting to grab it.

However, he was afraid that his palm would be pierced and cut off by the shadow of the sword.

Trembling, after several hesitations!

In the end, the desire in my heart finally defeated the fear hidden in the depths of my body.

His hands, firmly outstretched, towards the desire of his dreams, no longer hesitated.

If you are not prepared to dedicate yourself to your dreams, then how can you be the best at one thing?

Extreme is just two very simple words, but it is even more difficult to achieve.

There are more than 10 million people in the world, but there are only a few who can really do the ultimate!

Everyone who gives everything in pursuit of their dreams deserves our respect.

In Lin Nuo's mind at this moment, he completely forgot about his fear, and some of them were just the pursuit of his dreams and the desire for kendo.

The sword shadow roared, and his outstretched palm did not dodge, allowing the sword shadow to penetrate his palms.

"Buzz!!"

When the sword shadow touched his palm, a strange realization rose in his heart.

Everyone said that there are ten thousand laws in the world, only fast and unbreakable.

But in this sword shadow, Lin Nuo saw that the slow sword also had the power of the slow sword.

In the past, what he pursued was the way of the sword that was fast to the extreme, just like the three swords, one sword was faster than the other, fast to the extreme, and before the enemy could react, he would be slashed under the sword.

Fast has the advantage of being fast, but now Lin Nuo's realm has reached a limit, and if he wants to make a breakthrough in speed, it is tantamount to difficult to ascend to the sky, unless his cultivation realm is improved, it is possible.

However, the enemy he is facing now is almost much stronger than him, and his reaction speed is definitely not to be underestimated, and he wants to rely on his speed, and before the other party can react, he will shoot and slash him under the sword, which is almost no different from a fool's dream.

Since you can't make a breakthrough in speed, you might as well try it, and other kendo is fine.

After all, all roads lead to Rome, and between different sword paths, you can verify each other, learn from each other's strengths, seek common ground while reserving differences, and only by seeing more, thinking more, learning more, and comprehending enough sword intent can you form your own way.

"!!"

Lin Nuo's palm tightly tugged on the sword shadow and didn't let go, but the sword shadow was so sharp, how could he resist with just his pair of fleshy palms?

Just in an instant, the palm of the tiger's mouth was cut by the sharp sword qi on the sword shadow, and the bones were deeply visible, and the blood fell drop by drop, dripping on the ground, and dripping on the sword shadow in his hand.

Lin Nuo frowned, his face became extremely distorted because of the pain, but this instantaneous time could not allow him to fully comprehend the way of the slow sword, and he couldn't even get a first glimpse of the skin.

With such a God-given opportunity, how could he be willing to let it go in vain?

The sharp sword qi on the sword shadow was cutting the exposed white bones on his palm, and Lin Nuo frantically drove the spiritual power in his body, covering the palm, wanting to reduce the speed of sword qi cutting as much as possible.

The five fingers are connected to the heart, with the blessing of aura defense, the sharp sword qi is like a blunt knife pulling meat, and the pain is even worse!

However, even so, Lin Nuo was reluctant to let go, because he could feel that only by grabbing the sword shadow with both hands could he get a glimpse of the mystery, and if he let go, he was afraid that he would regret it for the rest of his life!

"Buzz!!"

Blood dripped to the ground, drip by drop, blending into the void sword shadow, and at the same time, above the sword shadow, there were white lights scattered, overflowing, and merged into Lin Nuo's palm.

With the integration of white light into his body, Lin Nuo's perception of this sword shadow became more profound.

Slow sword, lies in a slow word, to have the kind of Taishan collapsed in front, and the face did not change steady, even in the face of the choice between life and death, can maintain an unhurried attitude.

At this moment, in Lin Nuo's mind, there seemed to be an illusory figure, white clothes and white robes, with a three-foot long sword, with his back to him, and his face could not be seen clearly.

"Whew!!"

Suddenly, the figure moved, very slowly, one sword raised, the other fell, like a snail crawling.

Every move, every style, Lin Nuo saw it really.

However, the more he saw it, the more Lin Nuo wondered, can such a sword speed really stab the sword on the enemy's body? I'm afraid that before you stab the sword, the enemy's weapon has already been called to your throat, in the decisive battle of life and death, speed, can definitely determine life and death, but this slow sword, but the opposite, does not pursue speed!

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