Chapter 63: Immortals fight

"Isn't there a flower or tree like Chang Sakura in his hand, don't you also see the bud on it, maybe this is the Chang Sakura flower you need to find, of course, after it opens."

"What I want is how to get this flower."

"And this memory is different from the memory of the young master's guardian bell, this is only a simple image, I can't get in, so naturally I can't get it."

"It doesn't seem to be over yet, you don't want to wait."

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The picture rotates for the third time, and comes to the location of the reedina country - Shan Yin and Yang.

The geographical location of the eight departments is different, and the environment is naturally different, but the place of Yin and Yang is as mountainous as the name, and the height of the mountain peak can divide the yin and yang, making it impossible to distinguish between night and day.

There was a burst of sword light, on one side was the blood-stained son of Long Yin, and on the other side was the heroic sword saint Reed Yixin, who was in the prime of life wearing a samurai general hat and an indigo samurai uniform, and his body was full of sword energy, which caused the hem of his clothes to be free of wind and waves.

The opposing person is covered with blood, and the blood is splashed and dyed on the clothes, and this scarlet tattered clothes make people feel very disrespectful at a glance, on the other hand, there is no trace of blood on the whole body of the sword saint, and the body of the famous sword chrysanthemum is shiny, and there is no blood when it hurts.

When the two fought, there was indeed a second unscathed person standing on both sides, like the one who was plundering but the losing side, and this situation of being almost crushed by the opposite side seemed to be up to help a long time ago, even if it was likely to end up in the same fate.

But at least I have to go up and do a favor and mean something, and I don't do anything but be a spectator, but in fact there is no Ba just watching there, and there is no sign of making a move or escaping.

The Sword Master is very relaxed, this ease comes from the name of the Sword Master, and it also comes from the confidence in his own strength, it is this confidence that brings such a calmness, and he dares to ignore a living person.

You must know that the swords carried by these two people are not mortal, how can a person without ordinary things be an ordinary person, in the face of the life and death struggle between the two and his face does not change, how can you say that such a person is a mortal.

The sword on the ground stood up again, in fact, he had just died, but the spiritual power turned into cherry blossoms, and the cherry blossoms brought life, and the blood of the samurai once again went upstreams back into his body.

If you look closely, you can see that the ground is already sprinkled with cherry blossom petals, which are blackened with blood and mixed with the earth.

What the zhang is holding in his hand is a tear, unlike me who usually only appear when I use a stunt, the knife is burning with miasma flames from the moment I see it, as if this is his original appearance, no, it should be said, this is his original appearance.

Zhang's hand pinched the hilt of the sword, and the other hand was used to wipe the blade, and the palm kept flowing blood, only the immortal slash could make Long Yin bleed, it turned out that he was feeding his tears with his own blood.

Such feeding is obviously not once or twice, and they are not fighting once or twice, won't this worship be saturated with tears? Is it so greedy and thirsty?

"Secret Technique: Ink and Tears."

That horizontal cut is like the immortal slash I used, and it is not like the immortal slash I used.

That slash made the heavens and the earth discolored, the sun and the moon were dull, and almost all the objects in this world were gone to color from that moment, leaving only the gray world, the red tears, the black door opening, and the indigo sword master heart.

Ba lost its color, Kikuichi lost its color, and even I lost my color when I watched and recalled. There's one place I didn't care about and there's a bronzer.

Not only that, the ink marks created by the ink and tears are larger, wider and longer, but at this time, there are no spatial marks like mine, as if they did not interfere with the laws of time and space, and at that moment it seemed that even the way of heaven was broken by that slash.

But this blow doesn't seem to be over yet, in addition to the slash there is also a reverse slash, but this is, he moved, the man moved.

Twenty meters away, Yixin suddenly moved, the space left no traces of running, time could not catch the shadow of his movement, as if he was flashing to the front of tears, a knife slashed, restraining the movement of the reverse slash.

Even the limits of human beings are impossible to do this, unless they surpass humans, but fortunately, although they can't directly capture the movements of the Juggernaut, they can be seen from the ink marks.

That long ink mark, don't stop and cut off, from the farthest end of the extension from the middle to the middle to the tears.

"Nani."

It is unprecedented, unheard of, to be able to cut through the miasma that can destroy time and space.

As if sensing something, the Sword Saint looked at me intently and forgot about it, and I seemed to have seen that scene somewhere.

That sharp gaze was like an eagle's eye, coming from above the nine heavens, but it was able to break through the clouds and point directly at the prey, sensational and terrifying.

Fortunately, it was only a moment, only a momentary disconnection. Then it returned to normal.

Although the reverse slash of ink and tears has been disrupted, the loss of color in the world has not stopped. The miasma on the handle of the knife was cut open, but apparently Bai Tear also had his own temper, and the miasma reversed like a flood, and even spread to the Kikuichi text.

The Juggernaut immediately retreated, withdrawing out of the range of the ink marks, putting his sword into the sheath and assuming a posture.

"Esoteric Dragon Flash."

Vertical chop cut out, the momentum of that slash is directly split out with air, although it is an air slash, but it is a real real blow, although Zhang has always been the suppressed side, but this is not to say that Zhang's strength is weak, but the opponent is too strong.

The horizontal knife blocked a blow of the air blade, and although Yixin only swung the knife once, he played a double force, and the three sounds of ping-pong sounded.

The first sound is an air blade, the second sound is a double energy, and the third sound is a single-minded chasing knife.

These three impacts directly scattered the remaining ink marks, and the heavens and the earth finally returned to normal and returned to color. A muffled sound came.

Taking advantage of your illness will kill you, but single-mindedness is not taking advantage of the danger of others, these advantages are all established by yourself little by little.

The moves change abruptly in close quarters, after all, close quarters is the home of the battle.

Zhang also understands this very well, so a big retreat pushes away, and the immortal jumps back, forming a thunder enchantment. The thunder of the sky splits down, showing an octagonal trend, trapping a heart. And he practiced the technique of channeling thunder, temporarily attaching the power of thunder and lightning to the immortal slash.

Thunder and lightning attached to the knife, slashed out a thunder blade slash, and was trapped in the thunder enchantment and could not escape, the octagonal momentum was encircled, and the eight vertices were irregularly thundered down, and the thunder enchantment was constantly lightning strikes everywhere around the body.

In the narrow space, there was a fairy thunder in the outside world.