Holding the heavy hilt of the sword in his hand, Zhang Jue felt the sword soul in the gentleman's sword, and only felt that his whole body was filled with a killing intent that wanted to open up the world.

Woke up suddenly, and exclaimed with a light in his eyes: "Good sword!" ”

Here you go!

At ten o'clock in the evening, a person from the provincial capital sent it to him, Zhang Jue's name was Zhang Jue, but he knew his identity - the secretary of the provincial party committee.

When it is delivered, it leaves again, and it comes and goes in a hurry. Only one sentence was said: "Borrow you for ten years." ”

For the ten-year period, it was actually unexpected by Zhang Jue. He thought it would be a few months at most, but it took ten years.

Ten years is enough, too much.

Hey, anyway, the days have been long, and no one can say whether there is a loan or not.

Zhang Jue thought so.

'W-'

The sword is sheathed. Zhang Jue held the pitch-black sword body like a burning stick, and only felt that this sword was in his hand, and I had it in the world.

This is the real gentleman's sword. Even if he hasn't used it yet, Zhang Jue has such an intuition.

Compared with it, the gentleman's sword he used to use is like a firefly competing with the bright moon. Maybe it's not that exaggerated, but it's the difference between cloud and mud.

The former gentleman's sword has a killing intent in his heart and can kill everything. There is no killing in the heart, and everything is not killed.

And this sword, Zhang Jue feels that it is full of murderous power, whether you have a killing machine or not, you can kill everything. At the same time, it also includes the Overlord gun.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Jue grabbed the scabbard with one hand and the hilt with the other. A lunge stepped forward and pressed the sword under his left waist with both hands in a posture of drawing the sword.

The look in his eyes slowly sank, only the wall in front of him.

The five fingers that grasped the hilt of the sword moved, and the position changed, and the hilt was pinched tighter.

Take another deep breath and turn it to your best.

'W-'

The cold light flashed, the speed was too fast, the naked eye could not catch the whereabouts of the sword at all, and the sword was already unsheathed. The screen is still again. It is the left hand that holds the sheath and the right hand that holds the sword.

Drawing the sword, this is the real drawing style.

Exhaling, Zhang Jue looked at the wall in front of him. But he saw that the wall was as smooth as a mirror, and there was nothing.

But he clearly felt that he had cut something, although the obstacle was very slight, less than the resistance of a quick knife to kill water, but it was indeed different from cutting air.

And yet this wall in front of you. But there was not a single wound.

Zhang Jue stepped forward, touched it suspiciously, and suddenly felt a little scratching in a place. But when I looked closer, it was still as smooth as a mirror, and there was nothing.

He had a hunch in his heart that maybe it was more powerful than he expected!

He took a magnifying glass and searched the wall for a moment, then stared at each other. But under the magnifying glass, there was a straight gap in the wall. The gap was so small, under a magnifying glass. It's not even the thickness of a hair.

Throwing the open mirror, Zhang Jue's breathing became short, how sharp is this?

Holding the sword in his right hand, he gently stuck it in the wall.

Without much force, the sword slowly slid into the wall.

"! What is the situation! ”

An exclamation came from behind him, but he saw Wang Liping running over in shock.

Zhang Jue was also shocked, and he didn't feel the slightest obstacle at all. I don't have any strength at all. Maybe it was very little force, but the sword was inserted into this wall so unimpeded.

With a hard hand in his hand, there was no sound, and the entire sword body disappeared.

Zhang Jue carried the hilt of his sword. But to his surprise, the sword began to cut down quickly with only its own weight. It's like falling out of the air.

If Zhang Jue hadn't stopped his hand quickly, the sword would have cut diagonally from the negative layer to the negative second layer.

This level of sharpness is appalling. This is a reinforced concrete wall with fire bricks, not tender tofu.

Wang Liping was drenched in cold sweat on the side, trembling all over, he had never seen or heard of any sword that could be so sharp.

'Whoosh'

Zhang Jue raised his sword and cut horizontally and vertically on the wall twice, only the sound of breaking the air, not the sound of the sword blade rubbing against the cement. It's so sharp that cutting through a wall is like cutting through air.

Blink and cut out a square.

Zhang Jue drew his sword and kicked it.

A square hole appeared directly in the wall, and from that hole, you could see the storeroom behind the wall. There is an irregular square cement block on the ground, and there is an irregular square cavity in the wall.

Wang Liping walked up to him and touched it, his expression became hideous: "So smooth? There is no roughness of the incision at all, which is the same as touching the surface of a mirror. ”

Zhang Jue's sword was put into the sheath, and he also stepped forward to touch it, and glanced at Wang Liping, and the two of them began to be in a daze like fools......

'W-'

'W-'

'W-'

In the empty room, Zhang Jue repeated the action of drawing the sword, drawing the sword from different angles and drawing the sword in different postures.

The previous gentleman's sword was too short, and Zhang Jue practiced the sword drawing style of the short sword countless times. Familiar with every inch of the once gentleman's sword.

Now that the sword has been changed, this is a real gentleman's sword. The sword is very long, about one meter three. Narrow and long. Both the weight and the length are different from the former gentleman's sword.

Zhang Jue will be able to draw a sword, but now that he has changed his sword, he urgently needs to explore the structure of this new sword as soon as possible. It's not so much about constant practice as it is about cultivating a relationship with this sword.

Find the fastest way to pull it out, find out how to pull it out, and from what angle it has the greatest power.

He had to be familiar with every part of the sword. Although it is said to be borrowed for ten years, Zhang Jue is now guilty of greed, this sword is too precious, too reluctant. If you want Zhang Jue to go out and hand it over, it will definitely be impossible.

Well, if you have to borrow or not to pay back, then.

In the process of drawing the sword repeatedly, repeating the groping. Zhang Jue suddenly discovered that this scabbard turned out to be a treasure. This sword can almost be said to cut everything, but it can't cut through this scabbard.

After drawing the sword so many times, every time the sword was drawn, the sword slid through the scabbard and opened its mouth. And this scabbard, there are no scratches at all, it is really a treasure.

"It's supposed to be the same material, right? It's all treasures, alas, it's a pity that Ouyang Zhide, who has been getting treasures for so long, even took it to practice the old man's sword of Tai Chi Sword, and never had a chance to discover the special nature of this sword. ”

Although Zhang Jue sighed, his eyes were full of amusement and happiness, fortunately he didn't find it, otherwise he wouldn't give it to any leader who asked for it.

Thinking about it, Zhang Jue took out the former gentleman's sword from his sleeve again, and looked at it confusedly: "Since the real gentleman's sword is this, then where did you come from?" Why can it be sharpened like clay, and why is it so magical? ”

Holding the real gentleman's sword in his right hand and the former gentleman's sword in his left hand, Zhang Jue fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, his left hand began to shake violently, and Zhang Jue was startled, not knowing what was wrong.

Gradually, he was horrified to find that his body was starting to get out of control. The left and right hands began to close together uncontrollably, as if they were holding two super-powerful magnets instead of two swords.

"This ......"

'Knock'

The two swords finally collided, and a sword groan.

Zhang Jue only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the gentleman's sword in his left hand was gone......

looked at the real gentleman's sword in horror, but saw that this gentleman's sword, which was like a burning stick, was a little embellished. Behind the hilt, there is a black spike attached, the length of which is just the same as the gentleman's sword that once was.

The sword spike is the streamer behind the hilt, which is mainly decorative. Scholars call it a gentleman, and a gentleman wears a sword, so he needs to add a sword spike to the sword. Warriors are called swordsmen, they wear swords, and they do not wear sword spikes.

Therefore, the sword is divided into a literary sword and a martial sword. The difference is in the sword spike.

The gentleman's sword is a literary sword, and it is also, the gentleman is literary.

Brushing the smooth sword spike, Zhang Jue said: "The former gentleman's sword is not fake, it is actually the sword spike on this real gentleman's sword?" (To be continued.) )