The eyes look at the nose, the nose looks at the heart, and the heart enters the dantian, and the broken water flow at this time sinks the breath of the whole person into the swordsmanship, hoping to achieve what people call the unity of man and sword. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Of course, the realm of the unity of man and sword has long been reached, but this kind of attainment is also divided into realms.

It's like at the beginning, relying on the sword of the person he sensed, he became a sword god by breaking the water flow. At that time, with such an ability, he was tired of facing any Gang God or above, but he couldn't use this kind of realm to treat the same opponent.

For example, the god of war Xi Baixiong, people are also known as the god of swords, and if you want to use such a realm of unity of people and swords to deal with others, it is really not enough.

For this reason, the current cultivation of the broken water flow is the unity of the human sword in the realm of Gangshen, if it can really reach such a realm, then it will be difficult to meet any opponents in the Gangshen.

Constantly taking out the sword, feeling the change and speed of each sword, the brows of the broken water flow are wrinkled, and the time is relaxed, and the face is like a child suffering from gains and losses, full of all kinds of changes.

"It seems like that's it." Another sword swing, compared to the previous swordsmanship, this sword can be called very perfect, this sword swing, also made the face of the broken water flow more excited in it, obviously this sword is still very satisfied.

Without waiting for him to comprehend and recall anything, a knife qi suddenly flew out of the grass on the side and came straight towards his body.

At this time, the broken water flow is indulging in swordsmanship, and its defense can be said to be the worst. But even so, after feeling the sword qi flying, he instinctively reacted immediately, and a lazy donkey rolled and rolled towards the grass on the side.

Although this posture is very ugly, and even damages his reputation as a sword god, who cares so much for the sake of survival?

The so-called honor is mostly for the living, once you die, even if you have a lot of good words, what's the use?

Rolling to the side, causing some grass on his head, he looked a little embarrassed, but at this moment, the water flow was really unable to care so much, and after rolling to the side, he immediately shouted, "What person?" ”

The water flow was to see who the person was, but the other party clearly didn't mean to give him a sooth, and he flew over again as soon as he jumped, and then the person was a sword in mid-air.

At this moment, the broken water flow was not as flustered as before, and seeing that the other party was stabbed again, a cold wind flashed in his eyes.

The reason why he was so embarrassed just now was because he was unprepared and was attacked by someone, but now that he has taken precautions, it is indeed very difficult for anyone to look good at such a time.

"If you don't say it, then I'll capture you, but I want to see who you really are and how bold you are." At this time, the broken water flow was also stimulated to the bottom fire, he was going to exert his power, to take down the assassin, to see his true face.

As soon as the words fell, his whole body rushed to his feet, and it was very unbelievably attractive, and he actually rose straight up, straight towards the sword light, and went straight towards the assassin with the knife.

The sword light of the broken water flowed straight towards the assassin at an extremely sharp speed, and the shining sword light poured down like a long rainbow, causing the flowing water in the stream to seem to be frozen.

"Good time." Seeing this sword qi coming straight towards him, the assassin was not flustered, as if he had been prepared for a long time, and when he saw the sword qi flying to his side, the long knife in his hand was stunned and came straight towards him.

It's just that who didn't notice that at the moment when the long knife was drawn, the assassin took out a bamboo pipe in his left hand, and then the bamboo plug didn't know when it was pulled out, and a black substance appeared from it.

At this time, the broken water flow was attracted by the sword light gushing out, and intuitively told Shang that the energy of this sword light had already surpassed the usual quasi-god peak blow, although it was still a little short of how he could make a blow, it was not bad compared to ordinary people.

Such an opponent is enough to cut off the flow of water to pay attention to.

The swords and scimitars struck straight up with the power of thunder, and then collided with each other in mid-air.

"Ding!" With a crisp sound, the two shadows parted in mid-air, followed by a streak of blood in mid-air.

Blood spurted from the assassin's mouth, and in the face of the sword god's powerful blow, it was clear that he was not able to catch it.

"Haha, you're not my opponent, so let's tie it down and show your true colors." After the assassin was wounded by a single blow, there was a slight smile on his face.

Just before he could continue laughing, his face suddenly changed, and then he saw his idle left hand suddenly press his chest, and his steps were all several steps back.

The sudden change of the sword god was naturally because of the black qi in the bamboo pipe just now, but he didn't know what it was, it could cause so much damage to people, and even the dignified Gang God didn't seem to be able to withstand it for too long.

"Hey, hey." Seeing the performance of the broken water, the assassin's eyes had a cold smile, and this smile combined with his mouth that was dripping blood, it gave people a very bloody feeling.

"You... What did you do? Obviously, he felt that the qi in his body was disordered, and even the supply was unsustainable, and his face became extremely ugly, his body knew best, he knew that he had been poisoned by the unknown, and he was afraid that it would be difficult to exert one-tenth of his usual strength in the future.

And the opponent in front of him is only a little worse than him, you can imagine what kind of predicament he is facing now.

"Why should those who are going to die know so much, just prepare to die." The Assassin did not mean to answer the question of breaking the water, but instead approached it step by step with a scimitar in hand, and at the same time was very cautious.

How to say that the water flow is also a god, such a person, as long as he has not swallowed his last breath, he has an extremely powerful threat to others, and if he is not careful, he may catch the other party's way, for this reason, although the assassin occupies a certain advantage, but there is indeed no carelessness.

Seeing that the assassin was getting closer and closer to him, a painful expression appeared on his broken face.

He hated himself, he was too careless, and then he fell in love with the other party's way, and now he seems to have no chance, and the best thing is to die with the other party.

Breaking the water flow carefully mobilized the Gang Qi that could be controlled in his body, at this time he was no different from an ordinary martial artist, after inhaling something that should not be inhaled, he couldn't even emit the Gang God Realm now, and the only thing he could do was to self-detonate.

To be able to have the title of Sword God, they are undoubtedly very proud people, and naturally, the same is true for the broken water flow. He would rather die in battle than surrender, and now he looked at the assassin approaching, and his eyes became more and more determined, which was nothing more than self-detonation and death.

The assassin had a bad feeling when he saw it, and his steps involuntarily stopped.

For him, the water flow is immediately absorbed by the poisonous gas, and death is a matter of time, even if so, why should he be in a hurry for a while, just watch silently from the sidelines.

The Assassin stood still, which made the idea of Broken Water trying to use the self-explosion to end up with him. He sighed at the Assassin's care, and at the same time felt sad about his situation.

I think I am a dignified sword god, but now I have been conspired by others, and I am dying in such a wretch, how can people be convinced. Of course, at this time, he could also shout loudly, after all, this is the back mountain of the Sky Valley, and there are several of his apprentices nearby.

But the broken water flow is clearer, with the skills of his own apprentices, he will definitely not be the opponent of this assassin, and now that he has called his apprentices, he may be able to live a little longer, but it is indeed at the cost of the deaths of several apprentices, which is not what he wants to see.

He didn't want to involve others, so he confronted the assassin like this.

Unconsciously, the two faced each other like this for about half an hour.

During this period, he also tried to detoxify the poison in his body, but he found that the poisonous gas was very powerful, and once it entered the body, it was difficult to expel it. Of course, with his Gang God body, it could be dissolved slowly, but that would take too long, and it was clear that the Assassins would not give him such a chance.

After such a drain, the water flow was getting closer and closer to death, and during this time, he even looked up at the blue sky above him, as if he wanted to take one last look at the world.

The Assassin's patience was also incomparably good, he was not in a hurry, and he did not shout, just like that, he stood three feet away in front of the broken water. It's just the scimitar in his hand, and the whitish palm proves that he is not as relaxed as he appears at the moment, and he is also a little nervous.

"You're afraid that I'll blow myself up with you." A smile erupted into the corners of Broken Water's mouth, and he looked at the assassin.

"Hmph." The assassin did not say a word, but tilted his head slightly to the side to indicate that he did not want to speak.

After he knew that he was going to die, he had only one wish, that is, he wanted to die. He really couldn't figure out who had to kill him, and if he couldn't figure out this question, he would be unable to close his eyes even if he died.

"Brother, I look certain to die today, and if that is the case, why don't you tell me who you really are? Can't you satisfy even the slightest request of a dying man? Breaking the water flow's tone was calm, but only he knew how difficult it was for him to say such a complete sentence now.

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