readx; The sky is thundering, and blood is splashing!

The fierce battle between Su Yang and Lun immediately developed to a white-hot level from the first real collision, and the two sides invariably took out 100% of their strength, and all their housekeeping skills. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But in this fierce battle, Su Yang thought that the wheel that was good at attacking divine powers would inevitably be inferior in hand-to-hand combat, but now Su Yang completely put away this contempt, because the wheel's ability in hand-to-hand combat was not inferior at all.

For a while, Su Yang also had to feel a little emotion in his heart, everyone has everyone's chances, don't underestimate the heroes of the world, you can be beyond the reach of ordinary people, and others can also have things that you can't reach.

For example, Lun, at the beginning, all his fighting methods were mainly based on divine mind attacks, and there were almost no direct hand-to-hand combat, but now he flies up and down with a Shura blood knife, and his ability in hand-to-hand combat is not inferior to Su Yang at all.

All this is exactly like Su Yang is thinking about how to target the wheel in terms of divine consciousness all the time, and the wheel is also thinking about how to make up for his shortcomings all the time, so as to reach the level of targeting Su Yang.

All in all, after so many years, Su Yang has grown to the point where the wheel cannot be suppressed with divine thoughts, and the wheel has also grown to the extent that Su Yang cannot use some other abilities to form suppression.

In this way, although the battle between Su Yang and Lun became more and more intense, they still remained under a delicate balance.

And the battle between Su Yang and Lun on this side has reached a stalemate, and the battle between the two concubines on the other side has also entered a white-hot level.

Spear, heavy thousand!

Zhan Ping'an took the lead in launching an offensive, holding a spear in both hands, riding into a dust, turning into a rainbow that was enough to penetrate the sun and the moon, driven by the huge power and amazing explosive power, the tip of the spear continued to separate the air, roaring endlessly.

Sword, heaven and earth!

Nie Lingbo's heart was bright, and he knew better than anyone that no one in the sky or on the earth could compete with the God of War for strength, so when the strength was not as good as the battle peace, then win with skills.

So in the face of the flying battle peace, the sword in Nie Lingbo's hand drew out a series of afterimages, and the afterimages all converged on the sword in his hand, and in a short moment, Nie Lingbo swung out more than three hundred swords.

The power of more than three hundred swords gathered on one sword, exuding the most brilliant brilliance, like a thunderbolt that broke through the heavens and the earth, sharp and boundless, courageous and unswerving.

The tip of the sword!

Spear tip!

On the first day of the first battle, the two sides completely bumped into each other.

Zhan Ping'an relied on his absolute strength superiority, and the extraordinary infinite war spear in his hand, which directly shattered the power of more than three hundred swords with a single blow, and slammed into the tip of the sword, and the power was amazing.

Although the power of Nie Lingbo's more than three hundred swords was directly shattered by a spear, he still managed to retain the power of the nine swords, and at the last moment, he successfully burst out, and one sword after another slashed and moved.

Zhan Ping'an immediately felt the impact of nine amazing sword yuan forces, and the incomparably strong Wuji battle spear in his hand couldn't help but tremble nine times, and then he felt nine different sword intents piercing into his body along the palm of his hand, wanting to directly affect Zhan Ping'an's next series of attacks.

Brilliant!

Zhan Ping'an had no choice but to retract his spear for the time being, and in the process of retreating, he shattered the nine sword intents that invaded his body one after another in one breath.

Nie Lingbo did not pursue, in fact, she did not have the ability to pursue, the strength of Zhan Ping'an was really amazing, even if she successfully seized the opportunity to counterattack the Nine Dao Sword Intent, but the point where the tip of the spear was on the tip of the sword was enough to make the sword in Nie Lingbo's hand tremble, and he almost couldn't hold it, and half of his arm fell into a state of paralysis.

"My sister is so strong!" Nie Lingbo retreated more than ten steps in succession before he could dissolve this terrifying divine power, but at the moment when the words fell, the sword in his hand suddenly trembled slightly, turning into countless pieces in a wail.

In this regard, Nie Lingbo was speechless for a long time, the sword in her hand was already a half-step holy soldier, and it had been cultivated by herself for many years, but she didn't want to be destroyed by the Wuji War Spear just a collision, which showed how terrifying the Wuji War Spear in Zhan Ping'an's hand was.

However, Zhan Ping'an was not surprised by this, the tip of the Wuji Battle Spear was a green bronze rust cloud pattern broken spear obtained from the Bronze Ancient Tree Tower, that thing must have something to do with the Great Sage of the Heavens, no matter what kind of weapon it is currently used so far, on the contrary, as long as you dare to collide with it head-on, there is nothing that cannot be broken.

Of course, Su Yang's knives don't count, this thing doesn't have a blade, but it can turn everything into a blade, so even if it is broken by the Wuji War Spear, it is useless, as long as the mind moves, it can generate a blade again.

Therefore, for the destruction of Zhan Ping'an's sword, Zhan Ping'an, who had long expected it, directly took out something without saying a word, threw it to Nie Lingbo casually, and said: "Don't say that I bullied you, this is specially created by him for you." ”

Nie Lingbo raised his hand and grabbed what Zhan Ping'an had thrown over, and found that it was just a delicate sword hilt, with a dark color as the base, bright red entangled, and that scarlet sword spike looked so comfortable.

Holding this sword hilt, Nie Lingbo felt the comfortable feel that seemed to be tailor-made for her, and at the same time, a little realization rose in his heart, and the sword intent in his body spit out slightly, and an extremely sharp sword blade **** came out.

"He, sure enough, still knows me so well!" Nie Lingbo murmured softly in a voice that he could only hear, and the delicate beauty under the mask had unconsciously emerged a faint happiness.

"The name of this sword is all swords, and it turns all things into the blades of swords with the meaning of no blade." Zhan Ping'an said with great emotion, and said with a little meaning: "And there is a knife in his hand, which is also a bladeless meaning to turn all things into the blade of a knife." ”

"All are swords, all are ......swords," Nie Lingbo continued to murmur softly, his words revealing a deep sense of happiness, "This is indeed his character, and I am not surprised at all. ”

Zhan Ping'an didn't mean to continue to ramble, shook the war spear in his hand, and said coldly: "Next, let me test whether you are qualified to use the sword!" ”

"It's my sword, the only sword!" Nie Lingbo didn't see the slightest fear, his words were full of unquestionable firmness, and then an astonishing sword intent erupted, and he took the initiative to attack Zhan Ping'an.

Yes, since the start of the war, Nie Lingbo has always been passive, just like her character, not provocative, not active.

But with the sword in her hand, after Nie Lingbo felt the strong love that Su Yang conveyed through this sword, she finally turned passive into active, as if she was responding to something.

That's right, Nie Lingbo has always had a weak personality because of his cultivation of sword heart.

And this does not mean that Nie Lingbo will not be impulsive, but her weak state of mind is difficult to be shaken, Su Yang happens to be the only one, and the only person in Nie Lingbo's life who is willing to give everything, is willing to take the initiative to pursue it, and has never complained or regretted.

The Sword of Love!

I saw that Nie Lingbo used love as the blade of the sword, and conjured a sword intent of love from the top of the sword.

With the appearance of this affectionate sword intent, Nie Lingbo suddenly seemed to let go of some baggage, and a little realization rose in his heart, integrating all his feelings and thoughts for Su Yang into this sword.

Only by being extremely affectionate can we be extremely sword-like!

Nie Lingbo understood everything at this moment, her love, her sword, and everything about her would be presented in the most brilliant way in this sword.

Ah, what a beautiful sword!

Ah, why do I shed tears?

Ah, I miss him (her) so much!

Ah, when did I forget him or her?

I don't know when it began, all the people who saw this sword suddenly felt that a certain string of love in their hearts was violently stirred, so that the feelings that had been buried for a long time in their hearts burst out like a tsunami.

For a while, in the audience, some people washed their faces with tears, annoyed that they had been separated from her (him); Someone beats his head and smashes his chest, regretting that he or she didn't protect him (her); There are also people who howl and cry, and they seem to have given up too much in order to pursue the way of heaven; There are also people who clasp hands tightly and hug each other, and they are happy at this moment because he or she is still around.

Countless people's feelings have been stirred by Nie Lingbo's sword, and their feelings have gushed out like a tide, crying, roaring, smiling, and happy.

All kinds of emotions permeated, and even forgot about the fight, and forgot about the wonderful battle between the two concubines in front of him.

Just the audience can have such a deep feeling; As an opponent, facing the battle peace of this sword directly, her situation will inevitably not be calm.

I saw that Nie Lingbo was like an immortal in the sky, putting all his feelings in this sword, perfectly presenting it, flying and stabbing at Zhan Ping'an with a sword, like a flying immortal from the sky.

Before the sword of love arrived, emotions were already gushing like a tide.

I don't know when it began, maybe it was when we fought together, maybe when we threw ourselves into the three thousand worlds desperately, or when we spent countless happy times together, that bad smile, that one who was always self-confident flying, and that person who persevered at all times has been deeply imprinted in the heart of Zhan Ping'an.

But it's clear that it's already emotional, but it can't do anything.

Because she is a god and he is a man.

God and man can never be together, they were, they are, and they will be.

In particular, the bloodline of the god of war is already very thin, and in order to ensure the continuation of the bloodline, it is even more impossible to combine gods and humans, because that will disappoint too many hopes, and it is also disloyal to the entire race.

Therefore, this feeling has always been pressed in the depths of Zhan'an and has never been revealed.

But can it be resolved by relying on emotional suppression alone?

As the saying goes, the deeper the suppression, the deeper the future rebound, and as time goes by, this feeling accumulates deeper and deeper, and it has become an irreparable rift.

"Damn!" Zhan Ping'an let out a painful roar of anger, as if something was defiled in his heart, and a fierce aura erupted from the depths of his body, and an anger that could not be suppressed was erupting.

"Ahh Anger and pain were mixed, Zhan Ping'an was unwilling to smash out with a spear, she wanted to break all the restraints, she wanted to smash all the obstacles, and she also wanted to completely vent the anger in her heart.

Rumble!

A spear infused with the strength of the whole body seemed to hit something fiercely, and at the moment of collision, a huge sword intent suddenly impacted, all the way into Zhan Ping'an's body.

Blood, splash!

Zhan Ping'an staggered back dozens of steps in agony, and only then could she barely stand firmly, she was already seriously injured, and how she was injured, she was still a little inexplicable.

Suddenly, Zhan Ping'an seemed to realize something, and looked up weakly, looking at Nie Lingbo who was standing there calmly in the distance, the hand holding the sword was dripping with blood, but it was still very firm.

In an instant, Zhan Ping'an seemed to understand something. For mobile phone users, please visit m.