Suppressing the signs on his body that he was about to break through, Qin Jian continued to look at those handwritings.

"I am the Blood King of the Blood King's Mansion, and I am the apprentice of the Blood River Emperor, the only apprentice. My sword and martial arts cultivation is simply ashamed of my master, and I am derelict in my duty. Didn't do his duty as an apprentice, master, apprentice...... Damn!"

Seeing this, Qin Jian sighed again:

"This blood king, I didn't expect to be so pessimistic. Then why didn't the Blood River Emperor use his own ability to find a Heavenly Material Spiritual Treasure to improve his cultivation for the Blood King? Isn't it suitable to devour these great supplements? Or do you disdain to use them?"

Qin Jian faced the wall, his mind inexplicable.

Walking and caressing the handwriting, his heart was even more uneven. Stroking the handwriting carved with extraordinary power, he fantasized about the appearance, emotions, and movements of the person who carved the handwriting......

"The Limits of the Flesh ......"

Qin Jian looked down, and he saw an important reason why the Blood King had not broken through the Sword Spirit Realm.

"Then what kind of hurdle will I be difficult to break through?"

Qin Jian's mind became restless, and in the next second, he suddenly woke up.

"I'm naturally arrogant, and I'm stronger now. At the very least, it should be a supreme figure......"

Shaking his head, Qin Jian retracted his mind and did not continue to fantasize.

......

At the entrance of the Pavilion in the Sky, Song Tianqi just looked at Qin Jian, including the fact that Qin Jian's Sword Art Ring was raided by that fire source.

However, just after Qin Jian broke through the wall and stepped into the imperial hall, his mirror lost no trace of Qin Jian.

He moved his hand, and the mirror disappeared without a trace.

Song Tianqi muttered to himself: Unexpectedly, he really met him, it's not simple. Forget it, it's time to come, it's still coming. That's it, that's it.

......

Qin Jian no longer focused on the wall, and he began to notice a rusty long sword next to him.

As he walked, his heart was also observing the face of the sword.

"This sword is made of a bronze being, and I can't see what it is. However, one thing can be confirmed, this sword is definitely of extraordinary origin. Otherwise, how could they be here?"

Qin Jian approached the bronze-colored rusty sword, and stretched out one hand, wanting to caress the sword that had gone through vicissitudes.

Just as Qin Jian's right hand was about to touch the sword, a burst of spatial oscillation immediately appeared. And it was this phenomenon that brought his touch to a halt.

"There's a force hitting my palm, what could it be?"

Qin Jian's brows were tightly locked, and the sword energy in his body was urging, and if he wanted to forcibly break it, his hand had to touch the hilt of the sword himself.

However, the onslaught of the force became even stronger. It made it even more difficult for Qin Jian to move an inch, and this phenomenon, he had to stop this arrogant move.

But this did not mean that Qin Jian had lost his curiosity about that sword, on the contrary, with this layer of obstacles, his mind became more curious.

"Just let me see how powerful my body is. ”

Thinking of this, the sword qi in Qin Jian's golden sword bone flushed, and with his own sword strength, he flipped his palm and grabbed the sword directly

The hilt of the sword is gone.

In an instant, the entire imperial hall trembled, and Qin Jian could only stop at such a scene.

"It seems that this sword has a special connection with the entire Imperial Palace. Once forcibly taken out, there may be a possibility of collapsing the entire Imperial Palace. And I, too, will be crushed to death because of this. This must not be overlooked, but ...... This majestic imperial hall should be more than just such a sword. ”

Thinking like this, Qin Jian began to look left and right, and at this time, Qin Jian had already discovered the second weapon.

"Tomahawks?"

It was the first time Qin Jian had seen a sword warrior's weapon other than a sword.

This tomahawk is very tall, two meters high, and the color is also bronze, and he still can't see through the specific material.

When he walked, he also had to shake his hand to see what was going on.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got closer, the impact of that strange force struck again, this kind of situation, Qin Jian couldn't see through, he really couldn't see through.

"How does this work?"

Qin Jian stared at the battle axe in a daze, and after ten seconds, he came back to his senses and sighed.

Walked to another place, where there was also a halberd.

"Same ......"

Qin Jian sighed, his expression very regretful.

"I just wanted to see it, but I didn't expect it to be unexpected. Qin Jian shook his head and returned to the chair where the supreme-level powerhouse had sit.

Stroking the emperor's chair again, the thought of sitting down appeared in his heart. Such a thought startled Qin Jian, but fortunately he held back and did not sit down immediately.

However, in the next moment, the fire source in his sword art ring shook, and Qin Jian's body moved slightly.

And it was this phenomenon that happened, Qin Jianhe, sat on that chair.

Then, a picture appeared in front of Qin Jian's eyes, if someone was in front of Qin Jian at this moment, he would see that in Qin Jian's pupils, there were two different pictures flipping, like a passing cloud, which was staggering, and the speed of its flipping could be revealed by the name of the speed of light.

......

In the left eye, the picture is very bland, it is a picture of chrysanthemums all over the mountain. Among them, a girl walked inside, walking very slowly and briskly.

It belongs to the type of youth and beauty, and the girl is very beautiful. Walking among the chrysanthemums, her posture is a little more elegant.

As she continued to play among the chrysanthemums, the sky changed. The dense dark clouds made the girl frown slightly, but she was in a good mood and did not show any displeasure because of this.

She looked in a direction where there was a gazebo. I don't know who built it, but judging from its layout, it can be roughly seen that its owner is elegant and elegant.

The girl walked with her steps, and in a short time she came to the gazebo. She sat alone in the gazebo, a hint of happiness on her face.

In the next second, thunderclouds rolled, and a torrential downpour fell. Then the girl stretched out her hand and let the rain lap on her palm.

It seems that she likes this feeling, and the girl's little face becomes joyful. The rain came and went suddenly. After a while, the rain had stopped. The girl was about to step out of the gazebo

, but stopped.

The girl was wearing a tulle dress, pale cyan, which was like a fairy.

The ground is soaked, and if you step out, maybe the girl's shoes will be soaked. Her shoes were made of that kind of mysterious fabric, and they were very clean, so clean that they did not look like human objects.

Maybe she didn't step out, her long hair reached her waist, and she seemed to be waiting for someone. A person worthy of her affection, but unfortunately, after waiting for a long time, no one came.

......

In the right eye, a battlefield-like place, a man stands on top of a mountain peak.

He was holding a blood-stained giant sword, his posture was proud, his face was grim, and there was anger in his eyes. Looking ahead, a series of figures came into view. The first person is gorgeously dressed and has a terrifying aura on his body.

Without any words, if you shoot, it is a battle to the death.

Fighting alone in a group, he is at ease, and the only fly in the ointment is that his anger is getting worse and worse. It seems that he is in a hurry to leave, but unfortunately, he can never get out.

There is something to look forward to, although he is invincible, but unfortunately, he was finally defeated by too many distractions in his heart.

There were countless wounds on his body, and he didn't know how many swords had pierced through his body. But there is one thing that deserves respect.

Don't fall! Don't die! Don't forget!

There is an obsession in his heart, and the man does his best, bent on escaping, and has no intention of fighting again.

In the end, he was seriously injured and dying, and the man was out of all danger. I came to a place where chrysanthemums were full of mountains.

Unfortunately, except for the rain in one place, and some messy footprints. There was no trace of any more, and it seemed that the people who were still there before had suddenly disappeared.

The man dragged his dying body, and bright red blood fell to the ground. He didn't pay any attention to these, and what he cared about seemed to be just the people he couldn't forget.

It's a pity that I can't see it now.

The man is furious!

The distances of 100 meters, 10,000 meters, and 10,000 meters were swept away by a shout of anger and a burst of terrifying aura.

After that, the man's eyes were full of murderous intent, and in an instant, two blood-red tears flowed down his eyes.

Two blood marks reveal a new beginning, and also reveal a love and hatred past.

......

Seeing this, the picture in Qin Jian's eyes disappeared.

"What was that just now? Blood River Emperor? So miserable? Where did that girl go? What does Blood River Emperor have to do with her?"

A burst of questions filled his mind, lingering, Qin Jian shook his head, not wanting to think about it anymore. Letting go of his hand, he sighed helplessly about that picture.

"Fighting alone with the strength of one person, still leaving with an invincible attitude. Afterwards, there is still the strength of the rage. This kind of ability is probably the Blood River Emperor. ”

Qin Jian thought about it, and there was another burst of deep admiration.

"But who is the man in charge? Could it be Wang Shaojun's father?"

Qin Jian thought about this matter repeatedly, thought about it for a long time, and finally reluctantly let go of all the questions.

Because it's just asking for trouble, there's no need to dwell on these things.

Qin Jian walked to a corner, where there was an object that attracted him deeply

attention.

"This sword, why is there only a one-sided blade?

Qin Jian walked over and directly held the hilt of the sword with his hand, no surprise......

Why do all weapons have the ability to impact this kind of force? Is it deliberately arranged, or is the weapon spiritual?"

Qin Jian's heart was decided, and in his heart, the sword of absolute intent was summoned, and then a sword fell.

Airplanes!

A wave of mental fluctuations was generated, slightly shaking Qin Jian's eardrums. However, according to his ability, there is nothing to fear about such a shock.

In the next moment, Qin Jian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he found that the sword had been struggling and swinging for a while.

With a click, the blade snapped, turning into bronze-colored powder that floated through the air and vanished.

"How so?"

There are doubts.

He slashed at the previous weapons again, and as expected, they were all shattered, turned into powder, and scattered in the air.

Just as Qin Jian's doubts became more and more intense, he saw a strange scene.

(End of chapter)

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