"Master!" Hua An looked at the Hongling Sword in his hand and shouted softly.

Hongling saved his life.

Hua An's hand tightly grasped the Hongling Sword.

He felt the same way as Zhang Xiaoliang at the moment. The killing intent is coming from all over the sky!

"It turns out that all the warmth I feel is from you." Hua An looked at the master's sword tenderly. Hongling shuddered twice.

"But what exactly are these swords? Why are they attacking me? Hua An looked up at the sea of swords.

Hua'an can be in a daze with Hongling's protection, Zhang Xiaoliang wanted to cry a little, and the sword in the sky was constantly attacking him in thousands of changes like seeing an enemy!

The most difficult thing is that these swords are exactly the same as people, as if they know your next move, they will actually intercept Zhang Xiaoliang on the retreat in advance!

Zhang Xiaoliang was even rolling and crawling, and every time he dodged a sword, he had a bitter and tearful expression.

You say fight back, the opposite side is full of swords, and some of them look domineering, and they fight back with their hands, isn't it their own injury? If you don't fight back, when will this be chased?

Zhang Xiaoliang was very angry, but there was no way to take these soulless things.

The situation on Hua'an's side was completely different, those swords seemed to be a little hesitant because of the Hongling attack in Hua'an's hand, and Hua'an could basically dodge some attacks with a few steps sideways.

"I don't care!" Zhang Xiaoliang is obviously being chased and has some fire! Zhang Xiaoliang stopped suddenly! Those swords are still chasing after Zhang Xiaoliang's ass and entangled.

Hua An looked at Zhang Xiaoliang curiously.

The moment Zhang Xiaoliang stopped, his eyes instantly turned red!

"Roar!" Zhang Xiaoliang roared angrily, his voice crashing into the sea of swords with huge energy!

However, those swords seemed to have some kind of cyclone on them, and Zhang Xiaoliang's roar had no effect on them at all.

"Cut!" Zhang Xiaoliang sighed unhappily. But he didn't stop, and rushed directly into the group of swords.

"Hey!" Huaan wanted to stop him. But there is no way to go up with so many swords!

As soon as Hua An moved, the sword in front of him also moved!

"Damn!" Hua An immediately waved the red ling in his hand to resist the attack of the sword rain!

All the swords around Zhang Xiaoliang had already surrounded Zhang Xiaoliang.

They surrounded Zhang Xiaoliang like soldiers, spinning non-stop! It's like a hunter waiting for Zhang Xiaoliang to reveal his flaws.

Zhang Xiaoliang's eyes were full of anger, and he roared with extreme anger!

His body gradually became enveloped in red and black flames.

"This, this is... What the.. Hua An opened his mouth wide in a daze.

Those swords were not afraid of Zhang Xiaoliang's changes at all, but rushed towards Zhang Xiaoliang even more bravely!

The first sword rushed towards Zhang Xiaoliang, and the flames on Zhang Xiaoliang's body were not afraid at all, and his momentum rose and he faced the sword blade with anger.

The sword is a solid, while the flame is an imaginary. The two collided, and the blade with the entity naturally slashed through Zhang Xiaoliang's flames and approached Zhang Xiaoliang's body directly.

"It's not enough!" Zhang Xiaoliang hurriedly dodged the three swords that took the lead in the assault. The flames on Zhang Xiaoliang's body were even more intense!

As soon as a few swords of not very good quality approached Zhang Xiaoliang's side, the tip of the sword was softened by the high temperature!

The swords retreated as if consciously, and when they realized that they were in danger, they hurriedly returned to the periphery to wait.

In this way, at least a hundred swords will not be able to participate in the attack!

And the remaining more than 200 are still chasing after them to the extent of their own refining.

Red eyes, black-red flames. Zhang Xiaoliang still feels that his level is not enough.

"Huh?" At the same time, the sword in Hua'an's hand moved. "Hongling?"

Hongling seemed to be deliberately guiding his hand.

"You want to kill him?" Hua An looked at the blade in confusion.

The Hongling Sword touched the ground directly and wriggled on the ground. In a few moments, a word appeared on the ground

"Kill!"

"Master can't kill! I promised Grandpa Zhang. Hua An said anxiously.

"Woe to you!" Hongling carved the words on the ground faster this time.

This time, even Hua'an didn't want to hear an answer. Hongling Jian grabbed Hua An's hand and rushed forward directly.

Zhang Xiaoliang was still deliberately dealing with those swords, how could he know that Hua An would rush up without saying a word!

"Cut!" Zhang Xiaoliang did not have any dissatisfaction at all in the face of the sudden attack, but glanced at Hua'an behind him excitedly.

"You run!" Hua'an found that Zhang Xiaoliang didn't want to dodge his attack at all, which was terrible!

The sword is near!

Hua An was still thinking about whether Zhang Xiaoliang had any special means, but the sword had already pierced Zhang Xiaoliang's lungs!

"Hey!" Hua An wanted to see his situation, but how could he know that Hongling Jian did not stop, and was still guiding Hua An's hand to tear Zhang Xiaoliang apart!

Zhang Xiaoliang squinted and smiled, "Interesting, so interesting." Don't you think it's fun? Each of these swords is like a peerless master, and if it weren't for the lack of substance, they might have slashed me with a thousand swords. ”

Hua An silently did not speak, the sword spirit, the original meaning is the spirit of the sword. Every peerless master has used a sword will deeply remember the swordsmanship used by the master, and when the sword intent reaches a high level, it will produce a preliminary consciousness, and then the sword itself will self-remember the master's moves and imitate the master's personality.

Zhang Xiaoliang undoubtedly rushed to these with a hard-hitting approach

The sword has no physical flaws.

But so what? His body had already been pierced.

But the girl didn't seem to care, and leaned forward fiercely and pulled the sword out of her body.

Zhang Xiaoliang's chest was like mercury coalescing, and the wound quickly recovered.

Hua An was stunned when he saw Zhang Xiaoliang's resilience for the first time. But Hongling's sword didn't care at all, if it didn't work once, it would be a second time, and at the same time, the sword outside also supported Hongling, wandering behind Zhang Xiaoliang and preparing to pierce his heart at any time.

Zhang Xiaoliang had already extinguished the flames, which were useful for a sword with tight precision, and of course would also hurt Hua'an.

"Hey! It's not fair! Zhang Xiaoliang suddenly shouted.

"You've got a human involved in this fight! You already have an entity, and you masters who were respected in your previous life actually want me to fight hundreds of them one by one? Are you still a master? ”

At this moment all the swords stopped. These swords suddenly converged, and the white light on the sword body. Converge into the form of a single figure.

Hua An's eyes were straight. All the experiences today have shocked all his ideas.

"I am the Lord of the Sword Spirit." The white humanoid light actually spoke.

"I'm a nameless thug." Zhang Xiaoliang shrugged.

"Gangsters? I feel the power of heaven and earth in you. But your soul has desecrated your body. Get out of this body! "The Lord of the Sword Spirit doesn't care about Zhang Xiaoliang's set.

Heaven and earth give birth to all things, and the sword spirit is the crystallization of heaven and earth and human beings.

"Get out? I want to, too. But I'm just like you, both of them are monsters created by humans. Zhang Xiaoliang carefully observed this product of consciousness that is different from that of human beings.

"I can't be compared with you, I am the sword intent generated by the swordsmen, the spirit body that is produced day by day, and you are just the personality generated by the negative emotions of human beings!" The Lord of the Sword Spirit has no human feelings.