The second person Dongluo met was the young man with the sword.

Although he had already guessed it when he climbed up, when he really saw the young man with the negative sword, his heart couldn't help but tremble.

The three ancient swords of the young man with the negative sword were still on his back, and everything seemed to be abrupt, but there was some harmony in the abruptness.

As if he was born to walk with a sword.

As if he were the sword.

This was the first feeling of Fuyuro behind him when facing his back.

Under the heavy power of this dragon ladder, although the young man with the sword looked a little embarrassed, he was not too difficult to move an inch.

Every time he took a step forward, countless opportunities flew towards him from the green mountains that had been innumerable, like fish swimming in him.

And he doesn't seem to look down on these opportunities, when he is in a good mood, he lets them wander around, and when he is in a bad mood, he slaps them away.

It doesn't matter what kind of elixir it is, the magic of the immortal family, if you say don't want it, don't want it.

Every time the sword-bearing young man makes a move, Dongluo's heart will drip blood.

It's really a full man, I don't know how hungry a man is!

Dongluo looked at the young man with the sword with some grievances.

The young man with the sword didn't seem to notice Dongluo who was following him from afar, and still walked forward on his own under the pressure of the dragon ladder.

The pace was slow, but it didn't stop.

Dongluo couldn't help but slow down the speed of crawling, he was really difficult to stand up again, but on the other hand, the young man with the negative sword seemed to have spare strength, unlike the previous Chu Ultimate, who had to hesitate again and again every time he raised his foot, but he couldn't fall for a long time.

Dongluo thought that with his current state, if he met a young man with a negative sword, he would definitely not be able to get any good. So not only did he slow down his crawl, but he also extended the time he spent on each step.

He is no better than others, others have no way out, and they can also exit the Dragon Gate Secret Realm.

And he has no way out, that is, there is really no way out.

Dongluo slowly followed behind the sword-bearer young man, and he climbed more than ten steps very slowly. The scars on his hands were healed and cracked, cracked and fine, and he always kept a certain distance from the sword-bearing youth.

They were not far from the Dragon Gate, and even with his confused eyes blended with blood and sweat, he could clearly see the two bright yellow dragon scales on the Dragon Gate, shining with dazzling luster in the dusk.

He didn't feel that any further step was a dead end, he felt that he could still walk, or rather climb.

He could only pray now that the sword-bearer would either advance and die violently. Either step back and get out.

It's tiring enough to bear the pressure on this dragon ladder, so don't put extra pressure on him on the dragon ladder anymore.

It may be that the young man with the negative sword finally felt the presence of Dongluo, and he stopped.

The young man with the negative sword sat cross-legged on the dragon ladder, glanced at Dongluo coldly, turned his hand and pulled out two long swords from behind him and rubbed them back and forth, his voice was crisp and piercing.

Dongluo was only two steps away from the young man with the negative sword, and he could clearly feel the charm in the eyes of the young man with the negative sword

。

It was exactly the same as Luo Le's eyes when he took out two knives and rubbed back and forth to intimidate the group of people who were beaten down by the corpse, all of them wanted to kill.

Dongluo can finally understand the complicated feelings of the group of people lying on the grass and being forced to write a reconciliation book, and now he is even better.

Dongluo stubbornly climbed two more steps, and he didn't climb up anymore after being killed, he planned to spend it with the young man with the sword in this way, and see who won in the end.

The young man with the negative sword seemed to understand his intentions, and his hands kept rubbing the two bronze ancient swords, and asked condescendingly with a sense of scrutiny, "Do you know what I'm doing here?"

Dongluo glanced at the two bronze ancient swords in the hands of the young man with the sword, and slowly squeezed out two words from between his teeth, "Play with the sword." ”

The young man with the negative sword smiled, the frequency of the friction between the two swords in his hand became faster and faster, and for a while, sparks flew everywhere, and the young man with the negative sword stared at Dong Luo with burning eyes and said, "This is called tempering." ”

Dongluo once again lowered his gaze back to the bronze ancient sword, and the friction between the two swords was sharp.

The young man with the sword withdrew his sword, stood up with his hands behind his back, raised his head slightly, and said condescendingly: "Climb up! I will not take advantage of people's danger to do the act of beating the water dogs, and if I want to kill you, I will only kill you in a righteous and honest manner." ”

Dongluo shook his head and said seriously: "If you don't lie, don't tell it, you're really blunt." ”

The sword-bearer youth frowned, "Do you think I'm trying to trick you and then kill you?"

The young man with the sword smiled angrily: "Okay, very good, since you think so, then I will sit here and wait for you today, and see if you can't get up." ”

Dongluo didn't even frown, and closed his eyes directly, "It's still comfortable to lie down! I'll sleep for a while." If you can't wait, either climb up or exit the Dragon Gate Secret Realm. Bi Jing, good dogs are not in the way!"

As if asleep, Dongluo muttered in a low voice, "So it seems that you are not a good dog!"

The three long swords behind the sword-bearing young man let out a clear sound, and they were instantly unsheathed, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Dongluo lying on the steps.

The blades of the three long swords collapsed straight, and the young man with the sword muttered to himself, "The Tao gives birth to one, one life gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things in heaven and earth." ”

As soon as the young man with the negative sword finished speaking, the three long swords instantly merged into one, and then one turned into two, two into three, and finally turned into thousands of swords.

The tips of the swords all point to the fall of winter.

The young man with the sword raised his hand slightly, "Although I can't get down, my sword can get down." And the sword is me, I am ...... Sword. ”

The hand raised by the young man with the negative sword fell suddenly, and the thousands of swords seemed to turn static into motion, and in an instant, they pressed down from high to low.

Dongluo opened his eyes in an instant, and immediately held his head in both hands, and the whole person hugged together again, using the fiery red armor to resist the thousands of swords.

Flying swords rained down, covering the dusk and blowing up the sea of clouds.

It was like a drop of rain hitting the surface of a calm lake, and in an instant it struck a little ripple.

The sound of flying swords slamming on fiery red armor

, like the summer wind sweeping the residual lotus, the twilight rain hitting the green bananas.

Dongluo hid in the fiery red armor like a turtle shell, and said angrily: "What's the matter, I haven't eaten! ”

The young man with the negative sword snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, he silently hit the flying sword that was bounced off the fiery red armor, flew back again, and continued to hit the fiery red armor.

Winterfall was not comfortable, although the god-killing armor blocked most of the damage for him, but there were still a lot of forces that could not be unloaded to impact his physique.

If the flying sword is compared to a boulder falling from the sky, then the flying sword weakened by the god-killing armor can only be regarded as a small pebble at most.

It's just that being hit on the body by a small pebble is the same pain as being hit by a boulder.

There were more and more flying swords, smashing down wildly at Winterfall, and he had nowhere to avoid it, and there was no way to avoid it.

can only bear it passively.

......

......

Zhang Wendao, who was in a very bad mood, suddenly laughed, "Taigong, the one you fished seems to be going to die." When the time comes, ten thousand swords pierce the heart, like a hedgehog, like this, it's wonderful to think about!"

Zhang Wendao closed his eyes and said with a smile: "Hey, hey...... I already have the picture. ”

Jiang Taigong said disdainfully: "The reason why one is one is because he is unique. I think you've been in the Abyss for a long time, and you don't recognize what kind of armor he's wearing! ”

Zhang Wendao opened his eyes, and through the dense gaps in the flying sword, he seriously looked at the armor on Dongluo's body, and through those simple and familiar lines, he said incoherently: "This? How is this possible? Isn't it the legend that it has been broken up in that battle? Doesn't it mean that it can never be reunited? Why did it appear completely on his body again? This is impossible." ”

It wasn't the first time he had seen that armor, when he was on the dragon boat, Dongluo was wearing that armor and wandering around in front of his eyes, but he never took him seriously. He had always only seen him as a pawn, a pawn to play with the man standing behind him. A pawn that wrestled with the man who had lowered the abyss by a few points.

When he knew that he was the one, he thought that the person standing behind him was Jiang Taigong, and he had already given up the plan to continue to wrestle his wrists, but when he later found out that the person standing behind him was not Jiang Taigong, his mind came alive again.

But now it's silent again.

If Jiang Taigong hadn't said it, he wouldn't and wouldn't dare to think about that fiery red armor on it, because he felt that it was impossible. But after Jiang Taigong said it, he found that the more he looked at it, the more likely it was to look like the legendary armor, the god-killing armor.

Only by killing the gods, the gods of the burial earth of the gods would be so unkind to him, and they would not be willing to give him even the slightest chance. Even if he grabbed it, he desperately broke up on his own, and his spirit was cut off, and he didn't want to stay in him for half a moment.

Zhang Wendao looked at Jiang Taigong, "Taigong, who is the person standing behind him?

If I'm not mistaken, he's not a god-killer!"

Jiang Taigong closed his eyes and said, "There is no one behind him, and he is not a god-killing clan." He can be where he is today, and he can get here, it is up to him from beginning to end. ”

"King Wen once said, 'Heaven is strong, and a gentleman is self-improving.' Heaven and earth will be kind to those who strive for self-improvement. Jiang Taigong flicked his fingers, and a drop of water shot into Zhang Wendao's forehead, "These are some clips I took from his long history, after you watch it, you won't wonder why the God Killer Armor chose him, you will understand that there is no one behind him, why he can come here." ”

Jiang Taigong's voice was a little low, "He is just a mortal, a mortal who is useless in your eyes, a mortal who can do nothing but wait for death. A mortal who has no talent on the way to cultivating martial arts, and no talent on the way to cultivation, but the god killer armor chose him, but he just came here, you say that the world is ridiculous. ”

"There are many people who work hard in this world, and there are many people who work harder than him. But he is the only one who can get to where he is today. He is the only one who can achieve self-improvement. ”

"Therefore, it should be his, and no one can snatch it away. It shouldn't be his, some are the ones who fight for him. ”

"He can't fail, he can't lose, he can't die, at least for now. If he dies, the spirit of this world will ...... And it was scattered. ”

Zhang Wendao slowly opened his eyes, and the shock in his eyes flashed, "Those who have achieved great things in ancient times are not only supernatural talents, but also have perseverance. I've always thought the latter is more important than the former. Taigong, I suddenly understand what Dayu did back then. ”

Jiang Taigong nodded with satisfaction, "So what do you think of this world now?"

Zhang Wendao thought for a while and said, "I overlook the world. ”

Zhang Wendao continued: "I treat the world well. ”

(End of chapter)