The meaning of the swing of the sword
At this time, the surrounding sand and dust shrouded the whole situation, so that those young people and Su Ziqi couldn't see the duel scene at all at this moment. [Ran^Text^Library] On the other side, the blood light covered the sun, and it was a miserable blood-colored Shura world. Tall earth golems stand majestically. But all of them were stained with scarlet blood. The continuous array of Earth Demon Castles is unusually similar in shape to the Demon Land Head. Standing in this eerie purgatory, endless bones floating. Seven or eight huge mountains of dry bones stood tall, and rivers of blood roared under statues, castles, and mountains of bones...... This was the first scene Huang Zefeng saw when he opened his eyes at this moment, and there was a handsome young man with blood-colored hair not far from him, the young man looked into the distance, and his eyes were full of sadness, "What's the matter?" Am I not fighting with people? How did you get here? Huang Zefeng had many questions in his heart, and seeing that Huang Zefeng had woken up, the Heavenly Demon sighed and said, "You were hit by that person's sword, if I hadn't made a move, you might have died!" Having said this, Huang Zefeng remembered the previous battle with the young man, he had no ability to win at all and he almost died, thanks to the timely action of the Heavenly Demon to let him escape, but Huang Zefeng didn't want to thank the Heavenly Demon, because he knew that the Heavenly Demon did this because he was a soul in the same body as himself.
Huang Zefeng was thinking now that at the moment he was cut, he seemed to hear a familiar cry. Who is it? Huang Zefeng was a little confused, but what about the Heavenly Demon? Still looking at the sky as before, the two of them were silent
Finally, the Heavenly Demon sighed and said, "Alas! Zefeng, tell me, why is the sword in your hand swinging? When Huang Zefeng heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and only replied after a while: "Why do you suddenly ask this?" "It's a quick way to get stronger, okay! Answer me, why? ”
"Eh~ I don't know about this either." Huang Zefeng thought for a long time and said, "Yes, is it for her?" After the Heavenly Demon finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a reflected image appeared in front of Huang Zefeng, and a stunning woman appeared in the image, that woman was Su Ziqi who woke up before, with black and gold hair floating behind her in the wind, wearing a jet-black night clothes, Huang Zefeng saw anxiety in her eyes, and then Huang Zefeng understood that the cry just now was made by Su Ziqi, and immediately said to himself: "It turned out to be her!" At this time, the image disappeared in an instant, and a long sword glowing with white light came to him, and a strong sense of crisis suddenly enveloped Huang Zefeng's whole body, and Huang Zefeng had a strong sense of external crisis, and instinctively dodged away, seeing that the person who attacked him turned out to be a heavenly demon. Huang Zefeng yelled in disbelief: "Hey! Heavenly Demon, what are you doing? At this moment, the Heavenly Demon replied coldly, "What are you doing? Kill you! "Kill me?" Huang Zefeng was completely stunned at this moment and hurriedly said: "Then you will also die, aren't you afraid of death?" When the Heavenly Demon heard this, he sneered: "Death? Rather than die at the hands of outsiders, I might as well clean up the portal myself! After speaking, a sword stabbed at Huang Zefeng, because there was no weapon in his hand, Huang Zefeng could only keep dodging, and shouted while dodging: "What do you mean?" "What do you mean, you know for yourself, it's nonsense to want to win with your current strength, so it's better to let you die in my hands than to let you die in the hands of others!" At this moment, the sword in the Heavenly Demon's hand fell faster and heavier, as if he had the determination to let Huang Zefeng die, "Isn't there anything that can be solved?" Huang Zefeng still refused to let go and said, "Method? Yes! That's what it means to tell me you wield your sword! "What does it mean for me to swing my sword?" Huang Zefeng pondered while dodging