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Sun Long felt the whole world fall silent for a moment, as if time had slowed down, or had his sense of touch become sensitive?

He didn't know what it was like, he only knew that the darkness had made him extremely sensitive, and as a kendo master, he could clearly feel every move around him.

In particular, the cold-touch sword in his hand no longer seems to be a dead thing, but a living companion.

Man fears the darkness and trusts his eyes.

Therefore, the ancestors found the source of fire to expel the darkness, but as everyone knows, after the darkness is expelled, people will lose a certain sense of vigilance and rely on their eyes.

What the eye can see, sometimes isn't real!

In fact, 50 percent of things that are hurt are caused by the deception of the eyes.

And with your eyes closed, although your strength will be weakened to a certain extent, it is simply easy to deal with this illusion.

Hei Wuchang didn't understand the key, and sneered: "I actually listened to that kid's nonsense, Sun Long, I think you are going back the more you live, you are killing yourself!" ”

said so, but Hei Wuchang didn't dare to take it lightly because Sun Long closed his eyes.

That boy was so weird, he never thought that someone would be able to easily see through his illusions, it was simply impossible!

What's even more terrifying is that Sun Long actually injured him under the guidance of the other party.

If he hadn't dodged in time, I'm afraid he would have been in a different place by now, and when he thought of this, he had a chill down his spine, and he was injured in just two words, where was he sacred?

I don't have time to think about it.

He chose to attack resolutely, he didn't believe that Sun Long with his eyes closed was his opponent!

A twinkle flashed in his eyes, and he disappeared into thin air.

Boom!

Sun Long, who fell into the darkness, suddenly heard a small rustling sound, which seemed to be the sound of the wind, and like...?

Wrong!

Subconsciously, he raised the sword in his hand to the right.

Bang!

Iron intersects, this is not the so-called wind at all, but the attack of black impermanence!

Sun Long is experienced, since he caught the attack, he will not let it go easily, he took advantage of the black impermanence to rush, took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the sword in his hand stabbed out wildly.

As a result, an extremely strange scene appeared in the field.

Sun Long closed his eyes, the sword in the book waved at the air, shadows, and even stone slabs, there was no move at all, if this was a battle between peerless masters, it would be better to say that this was a neurotic holding a sword and entertaining himself.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, Sun Long actually swung a sword with all his strength this time.

The sword was swung, the stone cracked and the wood snapped, and a black figure suddenly appeared from the air, and then flew out upside down and smashed to the ground, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood in a row.

"For... What the... Ahem! ”

With a violent cough, the bloodied black impermanence fell to the ground exhausted, looking at Sun Long in disbelief, he didn't expect that just by closing his eyes, the battle would be completely reversed.

He only delivered one blow, and then fell completely into passivity, not only did he not have a chance to continue to attack, but he was even chased all over the map by the opponent.

Whether it's a shadow, a branch, or a slate, it's all useless!

It seems that Sun Long has a pair of fiery eyes, no matter how many changes he makes, he knows them all, he has never seen such a terrible opponent.

Is this really Sun Long?

Black Impermanence completes the loss of combat effectiveness and does not have any ability to fight back.

Opening his eyes, Sun Long glanced around in confusion.

It was only a few minutes, but he felt like a world away.

At this time, he found the black impermanence covered in flesh and blood, and his mouth opened wide in shock.

Is this really what he did?

How could he beat the incomparably powerful Black Impermanence like this? Even if it was a dream, he didn't dare to have such an exaggerated dream, but this moment became a reality.

He bowed slightly towards Tang Wuji gratefully, and at the same time had a kind of realization in his heart.

With his eyes closed, he couldn't see anything, so he could only attack by feeling, by the touch of the sword in his hand, and by judging the sounds around him.

So, he forgot all his sword moves.

Because he has no eyes, he can't release sword moves, but he inadvertently alludes to the legendary kendo master's realm of no tricks and tricks, the difference is that the kendo master can maintain that state at any time, and Sun Long is just a first glimpse of the door.

"Congratulations, you have successfully entered the gate of the kendo grandmaster, and you have reached the primary realm of winning without moves."

Tang Wuer walked over and smiled and said, "But please don't be complacent, ninety-nine percent of the realm masters died in the primary realm where there are no tricks to win, and those who are promoted to the intermediate level are only rare, and the intermediate to the advanced level and then to the hall to enter the room... It is another countless test, please persevere. ”

Junior... Intermediate... Senior... Pass through the hall into the inner chamber (reach a higher level in one's studies or become more proficient in one's profess)...?

He called himself a kendo master, the second in the world but had never heard of these kendo realms, and at this moment he seemed to have returned to the first time he picked up and saw when he was a teenager, and his master showed him the realm of sword intent.

At that moment, he felt like he was seeing the whole world.

So much so that at this stage, when he was promoted to the realm of kendo masters, he felt that under the whole world, above the kendo masters was the grandmasters, and he would be able to reach a big realm gap one day.

This is also the reason why he has the courage to give Tang Wuji a try even if he sees the title.

But until this moment, he didn't know that he was just a frog at the bottom of the well, and the grandmaster was just the beginning of the way of the sword.

Just a grandmaster kendo can win without a move, but he knows that in addition to grandmaster kendo, there are other kendo accidents.

He no longer dared to underestimate the heroes of the world.

Sun Long thanked him with the salute of his teacher, and then walked in front of the black impermanence: "Hand over the saro rock grass, I won't kill you, otherwise don't be a monster with a cruel heart!" ”

Hei Wuchang gasped and laughed: "You kill, if you have the ability, you will kill me, and then your saro rock grass will also go to hell with me!"

"You really can't help it if you don't hand it over in the future?"

Sun Long smiled confidently and took out a pitch-black scroll, "You should know what this thing is." ”

The pitch-black scroll revealed a bloody aura, giving people an extremely evil feeling, as if they were coming from the Nine Hells.

"Soul Scroll!"

Black Impermanence was shocked: "You, you... How can you use this kind of thing on me! ”

The Soul Scroll, as the name suggests, is to detain the soul of the opponent so that the opponent cannot be reborn forever, this kind of thing is only effective for NPCs, and can control the soul of the opponent.

And the inventory is a different space controlled by the soul, as long as the opponent's soul is imprisoned, everything will naturally be captured.

Of course, this good thing naturally has a drawback.

It's just too rare, don't look at this ordinary scroll doesn't seem to have any highlights, but it's no less valuable than epic equipment.

Even if it is a hidden organization, there is only one Sword Pavilion that has been inherited for an unknown period of time.

Giving away a piece of leno rock grass was already distressing enough, and if he had to pay another extremely precious scroll, this was something that Sun Long couldn't accept anyway.

Therefore, he was only trying to scare.

Of course, if Black Impermanence is really stubborn, then there is no way, Tang Wuji has a great kindness to him, and even the entire Sword Pavilion, and even guides him to embark on the path of a kendo master, this kind of kindness, even if he gives his life, he can't repay it, although the scroll is precious, but Sun Long will still pay.

Black Impermanence struggled, he had no doubt that Sun Long was telling the truth, because the value of the Celestial Grass was obviously more precious than the scroll.

He was extremely anxious in his heart, why didn't the hall master rush to help?

If this continues, not only will the leno litmus not be saved, but even he will not be able to go back alive, he doesn't think that the other party will let him go after getting the leno litmus.

He was extremely remorseful in his heart, he had just come to reconnoitre, waiting for the arrival of the army of the Dark Temple, so that he could join forces with the inside and outside to capture the Sword Pavilion, but he was too conceited and did not put his subordinates in the eyes of Sun Long, and snatched the Sara Rock Grass so that it ended up like this.

At this point, there was nothing he could do but try to stall for time.

"What? Don't you cry when you don't see the coffin? In that case, then I will let you die without a place to be buried! ”

Sun Long picked up the scroll and tried to tear it up.

Although it is said to be a momentum to tear, if the black impermanence does not speak again, this fake tear will instantly become a real tear.

"Don't!"

Hei Wuchang hurriedly shouted: "I'll give it, I'll give it back to you!" ”

The corners of Sun Long's mouth pulled, forcibly holding back a smile, and secretly said in his heart that you also have today.

In desperation, Hei Wuchang took out the saro rock grass, he knew that if he persevered, he would really die without a place to bury, and the dead soul was still in the hands of others, which was even more miserable.

Sun Long glanced at Hei Wuchang with disdain, and snatched the brocade box in his hand, "Hmph, count your acquaintance, I'll see how I clean you up later." ”

Sun Long finally handed over the brocade box to Tang Wuyi, and in order not to lose it again, Tang Wuji asked Hestina to put it in the inventory immediately.

Hestina carefully held the brocade box in her hand, and the light flashed, until she put the brocade box in the inventory, and then she let out a long breath, and for a moment Hestina almost didn't take a breath.

If she lost something so important, she felt that she couldn't afford to sell her.

After a long night of dreams, Hestina asked Sun Long, "Lord Sun, I don't know if there are any equipment for repairing equipment in your place?" Can I borrow one or two? ”

"This young lady is going to repair the equipment?"

Sun Long replied, "We have a special weapon lounge here, please use it as you like, no matter how long you need to use it, the whole Sword Pavilion is definitely welcome." ”

Saying that, Sun Long turned back to Sun Ao and said: "Ao'er, take Lord Tang Wuer and this young lady to the repair room, don't do anything else in the past few days, just accompany the adult, if the adult is dissatisfied, I will break your leg!" ”

Sun Ao didn't dare to have an opinion, Tang Wuji's strength was obvious to all, he couldn't afford to compare at all, he just wanted to serve this uncle honestly.

However, no one noticed that the corners of the mouth of the black impermanence who had become a prisoner of the stairs pulled up a sneer.