Seventeen swords flew upside down and were ignited by the [Divine Fire].

When their sword bodies were completely covered by the [Divine Fire], there was also an extra line of blood on their master's neck.

Lu Xun's sword qi was very fast, flying out from the scabbard, and in an instant, he directly harvested their lives.

The sword fell to the ground, and so did the corpse.

Lu Xun sat on top of the paper crane and flew forward a distance.

And the alien race next to him couldn't help but step back a little.

The cruel, bloodthirsty, and crazy aliens were also frightened by the scene just now.

This incredible method is daunting!

They subconsciously clenched the strange treasure in their hands, for fear that their weapons would also produce some abnormalities.

Ye Sui'an glanced at Lu Xun and said in his heart: "Senior Lu, as a natural sword fetus, his sword control methods are becoming more and more superb. ”

He is a person who has sparred with Lu Xun several times, and the shock and panic when the sword can't be drawn out for the first time that day, and the shame and shock when the sword flies out upside down are still deeply imprinted in his heart.

It's just that for Lu Xun, he has no grievances and grudges, only endless admiration.

Now, watching the enemy eat in front of the same means, Ye Sui'an is actually a little happy!

That's how it should be! That's how it should be!

Cool!

Lu Xun looked at Ye Sui'an, who was looking up to the sky and roaring, with a question mark on his face.

Is this guy brainbroken?

He and Ye Sui'an slaughtered in the center of the battlefield like this, which made Ye Sui'an have a feeling that their friendship was heating up rapidly.

Men, they're very simple creatures.

Take a five-kill in the Internet café, and hear your game ID playing on the radio, and you can be happy all day.

And just like playing a wave of Tianxiu with teammates in the game, the sense of tacit understanding will soar.

In the "Four Iron Men of Men", there is a "carried a gun together", although this sentence looks strange and uncomfortable, but it means fighting side by side.

This has led to ...... Ye Sui'an must feel that he is very iron with Lu Xun now.

Lu Xun didn't have much emotion, he only cared about harvesting experience points, just like an old farmer with a good harvest, calculating his harvest.

At this moment, his divine sense has dried up a little again, Lu Xun decisively rose to one level, and relied on killing people to return to the blue, can't you think of it?

Lu Xun, who has risen to level 38, has reached a new height in his own strength.

So far, the battle has come to an end.

Now that we've reached the closing stage, let's close it beautifully.

A sword qi condensed at Lu Xun's fingertips, and there was no surging aura on its body, it was condensed and restrained.

But in fact, it was formed by the convergence of a large amount of sword qi.

This means, Lu Xun is not commonly used, to put it simply, strong to strong, but too blue, not conducive to battery life, playing and playing is empty.

But at the end of the show, it's particularly useful.

White clouds and mist surrounded this sword qi, and the sword intent was unscrupulously blessed on the sword qi.

The [Divine Fire] in the scabbard rose from the sword qi, adding a sense of power and killing intent to it!

I heard that some scholars have a heroic righteousness in their bodies.

When the pen and ink fall, it has its own power!

Lu Xun waved the sleeves of the black robe, and the ink-colored air flow was generated in an instant.

The sword qi drifted with the waves, wrapped in the ink-colored air flow, and flew forward, fast to the extreme.

This is a revised version of Lu Xun Demon and taught by Gui Bo - [Thorn]!

Above the sky, a strong wind blew, blowing Lu Xun's robe violently.

"A little heroic spirit, a thousand miles of fast wind!"

The sword qi rode the strong wind and inky air current, and everywhere it went, no one could stop it, and it actually killed a way, and the blood was overflowing!

It is as if Lu Xun is holding an invisible pen and dropping ink on this piece of heaven and earth rice paper......

Wrote down a "one".

……

……

Time passed minute by minute, and the situation outside Sword Forging City finally began to fall one-sided.

Smelling the pungent smell of blood in the air, everyone had only one thought - to win!

This battle outside the sword-forging city is full of dangers.

It was a dead end, but there was an extra variable of Lu Xun, and the situation was reversed.

This young man with one person and one sword actually saved this big city in Xizhou!

Ye Sui'an, on behalf of the Xizhou Sword Cultivators, bowed deeply to Lu Xun and said, "Ye Sui'an represents the Sword Casting City, thank you for the seniors who passed by." ”

Lu Xun accepted it calmly, raised his hand and said, "No need to be polite." ”

He looked around and saw one old man after another.

They met Lu Xun's gaze, held their swords in both hands, and threw their hands at him.

Lu Xun returned the salute one by one.

He never imagined that he would one day fight alongside so many old men.

The grace of sword cultivation and the spirit of sword cultivation do not seem to pass with the years.

Lu Xun sat on top of the paper crane and glanced down.

The battlefield was in the air, and at this moment, on the ground outside the Sword Forging City, there were corpses one after another.

There are alien races, and there are also Xizhou sword cultivators.

Those gray-haired old men completely closed their eyes outside the Sword Forging City.

For those who survive the battlefield, they have one more thing to do that can be physically and mentally exhausting.

That's cleaning up the battlefield.

Everyone fell on the blood-colored ground outside the Sword Forge City, their faces were silent, and no one spoke.

If you listen closely, you can actually hear a suppressed whimper.

It's hard to imagine a group of old people kneeling beside the corpse of their friend.

The man who lay on the ground was gray-haired, and the man who sat on his knees on the ground was equally gray-haired.

They are all old things who have lived for many years, but unfortunately the years have not taught them to be ruthless, and they have not even been accustomed to parting, ignoring separation.

……

……

The day dawned, and the night was over.

In Sword Forge City, some people have gone home, but some have not.

In the blacksmith shop in the west of the city, a sturdy man with a bare upper body wielded a hammer vigorously.

The hammer struck the sword that had not yet taken shape, and the sound was rhythmic, but the movement was a little numb.

If it was in the past, there was a one-armed old thing named Chu Beihan who would have scolded him a long time ago, but now the strong man frequently makes mistakes, but he doesn't hear the scolding.

There was a wooden plaque hanging from his waist, which was the [Elder Order] of Wanjian Mountain, and he could go to Wanjian Mountain with this wooden plaque, and he would be accepted as a disciple by Wanjian Mountain.

There will be a new master to teach him, and he can also become the coveted sword cultivator.

"Scream ——!" The hammer slammed into the sword, and the strong man's eyes were blood-red and he was panting.

Suddenly, he felt a lightness on his waist.

The somewhat heavy wooden sign was gone.

The strong man hurriedly turned around, only to see a familiar one-armed figure outside the blacksmith shop.

"It's useless, I'm very disappointed, I can't take it to Wanjian Mountain to worship the new master." The familiar hoarse voice rang out inside the blacksmith's shop.

The one-armed old man looked at the strong man who was holding his hands on the platform, opening his mouth and whimpering, and was speechless for a long time, and his eyes had a rare softness.

"Humph! In the future, the old man will teach you personally. ”

……

……

In the east of the Sword Casting City, in a small courtyard.

A plump woman holds wildflowers in her hand and counts the petals on the bouquet, over and over again.

The number she counted was different each time, because her heart was upset and her heart was not still.

"Whew-"

A sword light suddenly appeared, and a man in a white shirt with one eye and white hair appeared in the courtyard.

His body was covered in blood, and he wasn't bookish in the first place, and now he looked even more unpresentable.

"Da-" The wildflowers in the woman's hands were scattered all over the ground.

The man slowly moved forward, as he had left, crouched down, and began to pick up the wildflowers scattered on the ground, his eyes soft.

While picking it up, he said softly: "Yun Niang, you are scared, right?" ”

The woman did not reply.

The man was a little panicked, he continued to pick up flowers, and continued to find a topic: "What have you been doing during the time I have been gone?" ”

This time, the woman answered him.

Her voice was choked, tears rained down, but her tone was as pungent as ever:

"What else can you do? The old lady is waiting for you to come home! ”

……

……

In the small alley of Sword Forge City, a hunchbacked old man came to the wooden door.

Compared to when he went out, his back seemed to be hunched even more.

The old man raised his right hand, gently erased the sword mark from the wooden door, and prepared to push the door in.

Before pushing the door, he was suddenly stunned, withdrew his hands, and hurried out of the alley.

"Oops! I haven't bought the rock sugar gourd that promised the bud buds, and I don't know if the vendor is still there. ”

The old man hunched his back and hurried his steps, and began to look for rock sugar gourds all over the street.

……

……

At this moment, the sky of Xizhou will be crossed by streamers from time to time.

Xizhou is the land of sword cultivation, not only the two major sword sects, but each sword cultivation sect here has its own sword shrine.

The sword cultivator will cast a spell on his sword, and after his death, the sword spirit will rely on this spell to run the flying sword and fly back to the sword mound.

This streamer in the sky is one flying sword after another.

Some of them came from the West Continent, and some of them came from outside the West Continent.

Such a scene can be seen everywhere in Xizhou as long as you look up.

……

The sword returns to the West Continent.