No one has a rule that a sword must be held in the hand, and no one must die if they lose two arms. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Death is always the first to be invited.

What is instinct?

Raw and wild?

Wrong.

Instinct is the most effective counterattack.

When a person's courage and determination reach a certain level, this desire condensed by the will that must be done on the sword.

Desire breaks through the desire for life, and that becomes an instinct.

Instinct is a will, a will to break through the sky.

When this will is manifested in human action, it is omnipotent.

Where can I take a sword?

Anywhere.

Anywhere is a weapon for him, and it can kill.

Of course, the teeth are fine, but they are a little salty on the hilt.

This kind of taste seems to be the first time I have tasted Longxi, but fortunately it is not very unbearable.

Haruko fell to the ground, seemingly unable to believe the Sword Emperor, who was known as the first swordsman in Dongying. Now she is defeated, she is not defeated in martial arts, but defeated by him.

Lost to a perception of life.

It seems that there is only such a person in the world who can win above martial arts, Haruko looked at him without blinking, looking at the light shining on him.

There is always confusion on the road, but I hope there will always be light to guide us.

She looked at the light stupidly, and also at the tip of the sword under the light and shadow, and the light on the tip of the sword was red.

It was a blood light, and Long Xi staggered to shoot this blood light on her face, and the tip of the sword was facing her in a condescending manner.

She squinted slowly, as if the light was too dazzling, and her heart was ethereal when she squinted, as if it had been caressed and purified.

She finally realized the preciousness of life, and the coldness condensed on the tip of the sword.

Now think about how warm and soft the cherry blossoms bloom in your hometown.

As if caressed by the soft and warm cherry blossoms, she couldn't help but cry.

She now knew that people possess the bitter bodily fluids of tears, and she had never tried it.

Because she has always been too strong, so strong that she doesn't need to, so strong that she forgets her tears.

A person can only be called a human being if he learns to shed tears, otherwise no matter how powerful and powerful he is, he is just a machine with no emotion.

It was only now that she finally understood a lot of things and felt feelings and emotions that she had never felt in her life.

Now she's alone.

Unfortunately, it was too late, and it was too late for her to feel it.

The tip of Long Xi's sword was already aimed at her heart, and she refused to say a word even if she could speak.

She was reluctant to beg for mercy because she was already ashamed.

I watched Long Xi's sword fall, the sword was very light and powerless, but she couldn't dodge it, because she couldn't move anymore.

Long Xi struggled with all his strength to stab the sword down, and with a "creak", the sword had pierced.

Haruko's eyebrows twitched, and after a while, she slowly opened her eyes and watched as Long Xi stabbed the blood-dripping blade into the dirt.

Half of the sword was no longer as hard as the dirt beside her.

Long Xi's sword seemed to have exhausted its strength, and with an incomparably huge hatred, it seemed that it had killed the enemy.

"Why", Haruko looked at him in disbelief, "why don't you kill me".

Long Xi didn't seem to hear anyone talking, and as soon as he inserted his sword into the mud, he stood up easily, and said with a breath in his mouth: "I have killed you."

As he spoke, he walked out slowly...... No one knew where he was going, as if there was a force pushing him.

His eyelids were too heavy to lift, and he walked aimlessly with his eyes half-squinted.

Fortunately, he didn't go far, and a large pile of smoke and dust greeted him, covering the sky and the sun, and when the smoke and dust dissipated, a large number of soldiers and horses appeared in front of him like a monstrous wave.

Xiao Jiang immediately restrained Ma, Wu Hanjiang and Huang Dafu all came, and their dusty faces suddenly glowed with extremely excited red light.

With red eyes, he hugged Long Xi in his arms, and his tears came out disobediently.

Huang Dafu cried and snorted and said, "I'll just say, you must be fine, who are you, you are Longxi."

Wu Hanjiang came up to help support his body, carefully examined his wounds, and hurriedly looked for medicine to treat his wounds.

These should have been done by women, and they should have been handed over to Tian Xiaoye and Xiaohong, but now they didn't even have a chance to start, and they were all snatched by Huang Dafu and Wu Hanjiang.

Xiao Jiang commanded the soldiers and horses to get out of the way, and sent the three of them out of here with great solemnity.

There seemed to be a few soldiers on both sides of the road who couldn't help but mutter, "Who are these?"

"Yes, such a big face, even General Jiang personally ...... for them."

At this time, there was another commotion in the army, as if it had taken place at the front of the ranks.

The front of the march is often a veteran.

A veteran glared at him and said, "You don't know this, he is Longxi, and the one with the broken arm is the peerless swordsman Wu Hanjiang in the Fourth World Martial Arts."

"What, it's that sword god Wu Hanjiang, this ...... Is it true?"

Doubts have risen again.

"It's not true...... You seem to have mistaken the point."

After saying this, the one next to him reacted and stammered, "What? You just said Young Master Longxi, that is Young Master Longxi."

"That's Longxi, that's right, I've seen martial arts in the world."

It seemed that another voice sounded with incertainty, "Is it the invincible Young Master Longxi who is known as the supreme martial arts in the world?"

There was a chaotic roar, and the team seemed to have not been so lively for a long time, and a few bold ones couldn't help asking: "If he is the best in the world, how can he be injured like this."

The veteran just now glared again and said, "Ignorance, do you know what kind of enemy is ahead, although Young Master Longxi is injured, he is still alive, do you know what it means to be alive?"

His tone and expression were too excited, which would arouse the curiosity of others.

They couldn't help but ask, "Old Zhangtou, what do you mean by this, what if he is alive?"

Lao Zhangtou didn't bother to look at them, and said to himself: "Living, living means winning this battle."

"With whom?"

Lao Zhang said: "No matter who you fight with, this battle will definitely go down in history."

Yes, this epic decisive battle will go down in history and leave a name for eternity, there can be a few people in this world who can seriously injure Longxi, and every drop of blood will shine on the sword that pierced into the soil, and it will last forever.

The sunset was like blood, and the sunset covered the land, just like the day they decided to come here.

In the earthly world, nothing has changed on the earth, only their state of mind is different.

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