Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Legend of the Ancient Sword

The eyes are cold, the heart is not waveless, the left hand of the sky is protective of the chest, the right hand is pointing to the sky, and the sword is like a whirl!

Different from the death battle that may be fought with Yan Xi in the future, the current desire firmament stands at the peak of his life, there is no will to betray his relatives and leave his family, there is no accumulated grief and anger, although the most timed knife gave him a completely different surprise, full of astonishment, the desire for the sky is not even to forget how to respond

"Kill the sword!"

If you want to extinguish the knife in the sky again, the knife wind is colder, the silver-white smock glows with dazzling blue light, the eyes are cold, the flat finger is forward, and the knife is quickly taken out

Although there is a cold light coming towards each other, the face that is most hidden under the mask is still calm

The beast knife turned into an illusion, and the pace of time carved battle marks, the speed and slowness of the strange phantom; The Hour Blade unleashes a formidable death-sentencing sword light in the air

When the knife refers to the knife, the victory and defeat are exchanged in an instant, and the figure is misdivided, and Haomang rises into the sky

Everyone covered their eyes and blocked the light to look again, but they saw the most timeful backhand stabbing, the beast knife through the shoulder, and the blood of the knife god splashed; I want to point at my back with both fingers in the sky, and my fingers are strong through my chest, and I pull out my knife and retreat sharply when I vomit red in the most time, and I want to fix my knife in the most time, panting and suppressing the pain

"Is this your hole card?"

Stunned to look at each other, the right hand covered the shoulder, the blood flowed down the fingers, and the hot knife in the heart was a strange and unpredictable blood that had never been seen in a lifetime, and the blood gushed out of the wound on the shoulder, and the desire to regenerate the sky was strange This is the so-called will to survive of this person, the pleasure of killing each other?

Lowering his head and groaning, he couldn't help but think deeply about the sky, if he had a heart and a knife, was he just reaching the peak? Without a heart and a knife, was he really invincible in the world? Thousands of thoughts would be in his heart, and when he wanted the sky to be silent for a long time, no one dared to make a noise, and the surroundings were in a strange silence

For a long time, I want to have a silver eyebrow in the sky, and the qi around my body has changed, in addition to not changing the majestic and towering grandmaster of Mount Tai, but also adding a miraculous style that cannot be said to others

His gaze shifted slightly, and he wanted to make a move in the sky, and the Canghai knife behind Yue Cangjun fell into his hand

Facing the most time, he swept the knife in his hand with a light laugh and said: "The will to survive, the killing knife that is good at fighting? Since the completion of my sword path, the reason why I don't use a real knife, just to pursue a breakthrough in my own realm, and move forward day by day, is to forget the essence of the knife as a fierce soldier for a while, you use your will, so that I have thrown away some obstacles, swept away some of the dust in my heart, but if I change my habits because of this, it will be a fall."

The voice fell, and the sky shook his head slightly, from then on, the fierce flow channel was no longer an opponent, no one could be able to see the right hand, and the Canghai knife had fallen back into the scabbard behind Yue Cangjun, and it was sealed tightly

The right arm is stretched horizontally, the desire for the sky is still the posture of the thumb holding the ring finger, and the index finger pointing to the sky, the true qi of the whole body suddenly shook, but it was the full strength after sweeping off the heart dust to the cold eyes, and the desire to the sky pointed to the old dog, and said indifferently: "Accept your affection, and give you a knife!"

"Putting all your heart and soul into a desperate gamble is the fun of men killing each other."

The most time is low and cold, the beast knife is upside down, and the awe-inspiring time knife technique is used with all its might, shadowing three thousand cold winds, and doing it with all his might!

The blade of time has no way to judge, and if you want the sky knife qi to condense your fingers, it is not light, but the behemoth qi has already oppressed the audience, and it is far away to the sides!

"No heart, no self, invincible ...... in the world"

Lonely sighed softly, the pupils of the sky flashed slightly, a knife came out of the sky, and suddenly the wind surged, the knife qi was like a rainbow forgetting the heart and no self, and the poor heart wanted to do what he wanted, proud of the sky, this knife was unprecedented, sweeping the vastness, throughout the ages

The beast knife fell to the ground and stopped, the blade could not withstand the pressure, inch by inch cracked and shattered to the sky, the people moved slightly, a few steps forward, rubbed the beast's head, pointed over the neck, did not hurt the enemy, the ancient knife got rid of his hand, and the terrifying male power shocked the dust and bleached the blood of the isolated island with a diameter of dozens of miles, and the peerless knife qi was actually rushing forward, opening a flat avenue, collapsing the surrounding giant mountains, entering the sea and then setting off huge waves, crossing the sky for hundreds of miles, connecting the sky, for a long time!

"From now on, no one in the world is worth my knife"

It is self-confidence, it is regret, it is a stand-up, and it wants the sky to calm down and be agitated, and it is regretful to speak out

The knife and pestle, speechless, speechless, the time rings in the ears of the most time, disturbing the mind and throwing away the timepiece after the experience of life again, but it is also at the end of the moment The blood on the waist has long stopped, but it is difficult to stop the time and bury the beast's eyes on the dog's head, and the most time suddenly let out a low laugh, the last time in this life can see such a knife move, isn't it worth it?

Stepping up, the most time stopped in front of Yi Xianchou, stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder: "Good dog brother, little peach, you have to take care of it for me"

"You're leaving?"

"Wangโ€”"

"Little Peach obedient dog brother, I'll leave it to you"

I don't know what to do, Yi Xianchou still nodded and said, "Don't worry about me"

"Heh, you do things, I don't worry"

Hearing this explanation, Yi Xianchou wanted to say that when he was doing things, he hadn't met the old dog yet, so what could you rest assured about

However, before Yi Xian could speak, he had put the beast knife on his shoulder, ignored the barking of the dog behind him, and walked away

has long been aware of the ominous, the little peach is about to chase out, the most time of the figure has disappeared the dog psychic, the owner's feelings are irreplaceable, and think of the master to explain, the little peach towards Yi Xianchou issued a few rapid dog barks, scattered legs and ran violently, following the smell of the most time to run into the distance

"Legendary Knife Maker ......"

The blood on his shoulders coagulated and turned black and brown, and he sighed as he looked at the sky in the direction where the time had disappeared

"Today, I have fought six people in a row, except for someone who is still a little behind, all of them are masters who have made achievements in various fields in the world, and the seven cultivators are called Buwu Donghuang, why don't you just be under the witness of many martial arts people, with the southeast, northwest, and middle, how about the name of the legend in the five directions?"

The incarnation is not as good as the ontology cultivation, if Wen Renran himself is here, he may be able to occupy a seat, of course, this matter is not known to others to say so bluntly, but it will not make people feel arrogant and arrogant The strength is here, the seniority is here, and the bearing is here, who can question it?

Qi Taizu Lang said with a smile: "Oh, although the deity doesn't love this false name, but it is the kindness of the sword god, so he will no longer be hypocritical to shirk the deity and the name of Buwu Donghuang, so he will take this 'east' word."

Saying that, Qi Taizu looked at the super Yi master and quipped: "As for Fengxuan Yunmian you, even if you become famous in Nanwulin, how about using Nanmian as your name?"

"This ...... Is it appropriate?"

"Heh, you and I have been fighting bloody battles for days, this head is not only because of a trial battle with the Sword God, but also because of the honor in exchange for his life, why should this word not be?

"Alas...... Thanksgiving"

With a slight bow, he looked at Ouyang Jin with a smile in the sky: "Jin girl is good at poison skills, she is a person from Western Xinjiang, so she should naturally take a 'West' character as a woman, and it is not appropriate to use the word strong, it is better to take 'You' as the number, so it will be the West You, as for the crazy and the old dog, who is also a knife, I think the old dog has more blood in the north, so take the North Dog as the name, so that there is only one 'medium', what should I do?"

Crazy Buchao didn't care about these shifts, and was willing to try again, bowing his head and muffling Qi Taizu smiled when he saw this: "Ha, crazy Buchao calls myself the most super crazy, according to the deity's opinion, I should take the word 'crazy'"

"All are happy, so be it"

After speaking, the sky turned around and looked at Yi Xianchou, and asked with a smile: "Aren't you a pity?"

Yi Xianchou tilted his head and asked with a smile: "Hmm...... Does the predecessor of the sword god mean that he can't get the Golden Dragon Key, or can't he get the name of the legend?

"And what about the latter?"

"What's the pity?"

It's a fool to do things all the time on the high-profile table, this is the eternal truth of the Bitter Realm martial arts! Yi Xian said with a wry smile: "I don't have the strength of my predecessors who are proud of the world, or I am cautious in the name of this legend, but I am not sensitive."

"Hahahaha...... "Even if you are an incarnation, don't you forget the advantage of your tongue when you talk back to the little ruffian?

Seeing these two people talking, the super Yi master smiled with sarcasm, without malice at all, and knew that people were fine, and he also felt relieved, but for some reason, the super Yi master's heart should have been slightly relaxed, but there was a faint uneasiness

Frowning and thinking about what was wrong, suddenly a cold wind blew, and the super Yi lord was stunned, looked up and saw a black shadow ignoring everyone's eyes, and the black-clothed dead man flashed out in an instant, and raised his right hand, throwing out an object of more than 100 catties, and fell heavily towards the super Yi master

There is no killing intent...... The super Yi lord paused slightly, stretched out his hand to catch the heavy object, and knew that it was a person, and he could distinguish his face, it was his friend who was drunk Qianqiu, but at this moment, his body was cold and breathless, and the eyes of the super Yi master were full of shock, anger and disbelief, and he hurriedly probed his nose, but it was the most unwilling to accept the fact

"My friend...... I'm dragging you down......"

Bowing his head and being silent for a long time, the super Yi lord struggled, hoarse, his right fist was clenched, his fingertips pierced the palm, and a little blood beads seeped out

"You killed someone?!"

ps: Tomorrow New Year's Day, maybe how ...... time Well, I don't guarantee that