Wedge: There are some things that you don't think about when you do them, and you don't know until you've done them that you can worry about them

After Yuanlian was rescued, everyone in the team breathed a sigh of relief, if it wasn't for Xuan'er at the critical moment, she could still exert space confinement, if it wasn't for her being the Spirit Emperor, I'm afraid Yuanlian would have been in a different place. Until now, Wang Ming's heart is still hanging, he hugged the beautiful woman's waist tightly and refused to let go, just at that moment his heart was like falling into the abyss. "Commander!, this guy's left-handed sword, when defending and attacking, its left thumb will push the sword", Haochen shouted, a hint of sharpness flashed in Chisheng Hitomi's eyes, "Is this the case", Chisheng Hitomi rushed forward with his double swords, regardless of the bleeding from the wound. The double swords in his hand slashed extremely fast, so fast that he was basically invisible, and his deep eyes kept looking at the left hand of the black spirit, as long as there was a sword pushing action, he avoided it, and then instantly swung dozens of swords, as for the huge giant sword, he had no spare strength to cast the splitting illusion. Everyone in the team was shocked and changed color, in their eyes, the left-handed sword of the red pupil was like a spring, and the giant sword, which was dozens of times larger, was bounced off after touching it. And the right-handed sword was even more terrifying, it was able to avoid the moment when the opponent's left hand pushed the sword just right every time, and almost at the same time swung dozens of swords, these dozens of swords fell on the black spirit solidly. The armor was useless in front of Feng Ling, and in less than a moment, a layer of flesh was removed from Feng Ling, and it finally threw away the giant sword in its hand, and drew the long sword on the left with its right hand.

"What!!Only the hilt of the sword!", Chisheng Hitomi was startled, the hilt of the sword swung twice out of thin air, and the sword body could not capture the trajectory of the attack at all, the two swords forced him to retreat again and again, Rao was so that there was still a sword that pierced the muscles of his arm. Chisheng Hitomi was extremely shocked in his heart, it was obvious that the two swords that were slashed were actually stabbed, that is to say, he only saw the trajectory of the two swords, and the stab behind him was so fast that it exceeded perception and sight, as if it did not exist. "Hitomi, I'll help you", Xuan'er jumped to his side, and the spiritual power condensed into a spatial barrier, although it can't be seen, it can be blocked with something, only it attacks, and the attack that can't be seen can also be captured at the moment when the barrier is broken. Chisheng Hitomi is an experienced man, and immediately understood Xuan'er's intentions, and at the moment when the space barrier was broken, he took out his sword, and the opponent was faster, otherwise even if he caught that attack, he would always be able to defend passively. Chisheng Hitomi once again hid a sealed spirit behind him, this is a nirvana, the muscles and nerves of his right hand work to the extreme, and the speed of swinging the sword is getting faster and faster, so fast that he is basically unable to see it in the end, and he can see that he swings the sword and stabs out, and the sword is back to defend these four actions, in fact, there are dozens of swords under each action that are completely invisible with the eyes. Even so, he was still guessing, the black spirit's big hand held the hilt of the entire sword, and when the long sword in his hand was swung, he couldn't see the trajectory at all, as if it was air, and Chisheng Hitomi could only cast as many sword strikes as possible at one time, just to form an impenetrable sword shadow, so that no matter how it attacked, it would definitely be blocked. But this is a palliative not a cure, "Since this is the case, then it can only be like this", Chisheng Tong put away the sword in his hand, "Xuan'er, you get out of the way first", he said to Xuan'er beside him, a layer of space barrier surrounded him, and Xuan'er retreated.

Chisheng Hitomi's right hand was empty, and the sealed spirit in his left hand was hidden behind him, so he was so defenseless to expose himself to the other party, since he couldn't see it, he simply closed his eyes. Everything became quiet, even his heartbeat and breath were held for him, and the blow was the difference between victory and defeat, the sound of the blade cutting through the air lingered in his ears, and the consciousness of his whole body was scattered in every cell of his limbs. The black spirit is extremely smart, it did not choose to attack at the first time, because the attention of the red pupil at the first time is absolutely concentrated, and it is very likely that the opponent will seize the opportunity if he makes a move. Therefore, after Chisheng Hitomi removed his defense, the black spirit swung several swords, all of which were all false, and there was no real attack, time breathed two breaths, and the sweat on Chisheng Hitomi's face slipped one by one, and it was difficult to maintain a highly concentrated spirit. Especially every time the sword shadow around him passed by, he had to be on guard with all his heart, and after this invisible sword shadow lasted for ten breaths, the opportunity that the black spirit had been waiting for came. Chisheng Hitomi, who was highly concentrated, finally couldn't hold on, and his body let out a slight tremble, and it was this trembling that showed a little relaxation in his concentration. The black spirit naturally wouldn't let go of this opportunity, and the transparent blade spared no effort, and the long sword pierced Chisheng's clothes and sank into his left chest. Everyone stopped breathing, Xuan'er stood stunned as if struck by lightning, the sword behind Chisheng Hitomi was still behind him, but his right hand, which had been relaxed and lowered, was no longer lowered.

After a breath, the sound of particles falling to the ground woke everyone up, the huge head of the black spirit rolled to the ground, the huge burly body fell straight down, and the right hand holding the sword was also removed and stayed in the air. "Heart ......", Uncle Tian's words were still echoing in Chisheng Hitomi's head, "Hitomi, are you okay?", Xuan'er rushed up for the first time, only to see Chisheng Hitomi's right hand in a grip shape, blood dripping down his fingers to the ground, and the clothes on his chest were also soaked with blood. With his right hand, he pulled out the invisible blade of the sword on his chest, just the tip of the sword pierced in a little, and seeing that he was fine, Xuan'er's face suddenly turned cold. The black spirit's arm turned into black particles, and at the same time, the huge disc body in the distance also formed a mountain of particles, and the only thing left was the invisible long sword in Chisheng Hitomi's hand. "Whew...... It's really dangerous", looking at the hilt of the sword in his hand, Chisheng Hitomi breathed a sigh of relief, "It's dangerous?", Xuan'er looked at him with a cold face, Chisheng Hitomi was excited, and he realized that he had done something he shouldn't have done. Everyone in the team also looked at him with a playful look in their eyes, and Wang Mingjiang on the side also looked stiff, because the beauty in his arms was also asking him if he would risk his life like Chisheng Hitomi. "Uh, that...... Xuan'er", Chisheng Hitomi put away her swords and came to the beauty's side, "Don't call me", Xuan'er turned around with a cold face, "Listen to me, I am a quasi-......", Chisheng Hitomi reached out to hug her willow waist, "Don't touch me, continue your reckless risk, and then fight with your life", Xuan'er got rid of his arm and said coldly. But there was already a slight choked up in the words. Thinking that every time he walked a tightrope on the edge of life and death in the past two years, Xuan'er's heart couldn't be calmed, the moment the long sword pierced Chishengtong's chest just now, she was like an out-of-body body, and the whole person lost the ability to think.

"I'm sorry, I won't be next time", Chisheng Hitomi stepped forward and gently hugged her slender waist, and hugged her delicate body into her arms in her struggle, "Do you know how worried I am, why are you working so hard, why don't you want to think about our ......", Xuan'er threw herself on his chest and cried, a pair of pink fists fell on his chest, I don't know if it was tears or blood that wet the large piece of clothes on his chest. Chisheng Hitomi was silent, just hugging her quietly, in fact, this time he was prepared, even if he didn't feel it, Uncle Tian would tell him the location of the long sword. But at the same time, he also understood the fear in Xuan'er's heart, just like the feeling he had when he faced her cold delicate body on the main hall of Fanyin Mountain, so he didn't explain it again, just hugged Xuan'er tightly to appease the fear in her heart because of worry and love. "Okay, okay, let's stop looking, let's continue to solve the things around", Haochen said, and everyone in the team also knew each other and acted separately, after all, they were used to showing off in the ring before, so they also have a certain immunity. It was a long time before Xuan'er stopped crying, but she could still hear her unstoppable choking, and Chisheng Hitomi felt a pain in her heart, and the arm around her bee waist tightened a little. "Are you done crying", Chisheng Hitomi said softly, "You have to promise me not to do this again", Xuan'er raised her head and looked at him, "Well, I promise that there will be no next time, otherwise I will be beaten to death when I see the goddess crying", Chisheng Hitomi said with a smile. "It's going to be a joke, hum", Xuan'er snorted, and the pink fist fell on his chest, "Hey, it's over, it's broken", Chisheng Hitomi said, "Come less, obviously there is no blood", Xuan'er said angrily, Chisheng Hitomi showed a gentle smile.

"Let's see what that weird sword is", Chisheng Hitomi put his arm around Xuan'er with one hand, and took out the hilt with the other, he couldn't hold the dark black hilt with one hand, until now he didn't know what this sword was forged, because it didn't disappear into black particles, which means that this sword is not made of particles, maybe it is the sword of a spirit who accidentally fell into the crack in this space and finally died. "Hey, what a strange sword", Xuan'er stretched out her jade finger and wanted to touch the sword body, but found that she didn't touch anything, Chisheng Hitomi was also surprised, "Uncle Tian, what kind of sword is this, have you heard of it", Chisheng Hitomi asked, there was no one else around, and Uncle Tian floated out directly. "Judging from the lines on the hilt of this sword, it should be a relatively ancient forging method, but it is unheard of to have such a sword that can hurt people without a blade," said Uncle Tian. The hilt is designed in the shape of three sharp corners, and the middle corner bites the blade, and there is even a notch in the bite. "It seems that I can only put it away first, and find someone to ask later", Chisheng Hitomi said, "Wait for the white pupil boy", Uncle Tian suddenly stopped him, "What did you find?", Chisheng Hitomi looked at the hilt of the sword in his hand. "There seems to be some lines in the bite of the sword", Uncle Tian said, "Lines?", Chisheng Pupil took a crystal, and the faint light shone into the sword, and sure enough, there were two lock-shaped lines printed on the inside of the pointed sword.

"It's ...... Hollow Pattern Lock!", Uncle Tian said in surprise, "Hollow Pattern Lock? What is it", Chisheng Hitomi asked, "White Pupil Boy, you can pick up a treasure now, you can just find something to try", Uncle Tian did not explain. Chisheng Hitomi didn't ask much, for Uncle Tian, if he could know, he would tell himself, and it was useless to ask the other way around. Chisheng Pupil used the Heavenly Spirit to condense the black particles on the ground, and then slashed them away with a random sword, and the black particles that were condensed together instantly exploded and turned into black ash. Chisheng Hitomi and Xuan'er looked at each other in surprise, obviously there was no sword blade just now, Chisheng Hitomi took the sword back and reached out to try the blade again, but his fingers directly passed through the straight line space pointed by the sword mouth. "Uncle Tian, what's going on", Chisheng Hitomi is the second monk, "This is a spatial spirit blade, when it takes the initiative to attack, it will destroy the space that is touched, but on the other hand, because it does not have a sword body, it can't be defended like other spiritual weapons", Uncle Tian said. "I see, I said why didn't you use this sword when the black spirit was suppressed, it turned out that it couldn't be defended. But our spiritual weapons haven't been destroyed", Chisheng Hitomi didn't understand. "The space spirit blade is not a holy weapon, you think it will explode when you touch it", Uncle Tian said angrily, "Eh, that's what you said", Chisheng Hitomi felt that his head was a little short-circuited, "Now the fit of body consciousness should be about the same, it's time to get out of here."