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Knives, sharp knives.

The sword aura of the evil emperor is magnificent, like an invincible army, and the army is overwhelmed, that is, every mountain is opened, and the water is filled, and the danger is turned into a smooth road.

The light of the evil emperor's sword is obscure, just like a poisonous snake in the dark, meandering and crawling, hiding in the deep darkness, faintly watching, wanting to choose people to devour.

Nameless opened his eyes wide, blind to the monstrous attack that would engulf him in the next moment, he was intoxicated by these two completely different martial arts, unable to extricate himself.

The way of using a knife is simplified from complex, and in the end there is only one knife left, and after a knife, it is either life or death.

Swordsmen are often indifferent, they don't care for their own lives, let alone the lives of others, every time they swing a knife, there is death and no life, so there are fewer famous swordsmen, and even fewer famous and alive.

In just a few breaths, Nameless saw the end of the sword technique through the three-style sword moves, but when he looked at the sword moves, he couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

Different from the nameless sword weapon, which is unpredictable, the evil emperor's sword is numerous and complex, well-organized, and flawless like a work of art at a glance, even ordinary people who are not familiar with martial arts will be fascinated by it.

However, such a perfect sword, Nameless could not find even the slightest flaw, it was perfect, extreme, but it ended here.

Such a sword can't make Nameless hand over the God and Demon Treasure Key.

The sword weapons hovering around Nameless froze for a moment, and then fell one after another, smashing the ground into potholes, but Nameless had an iron sword in his hand.

The sword was heavy in front and light in the back, and the edges on both sides were unevenly polished, and it was forged for his son by a blacksmith who made farm tools not far away.

The blacksmith's son sat in front of the door every day, looking at all kinds of people in the rivers and lakes, looking forward to the day when he could be like those people, wearing a long sword at his waist, majestic, and the blacksmith who came over like this naturally understood his son's thoughts, so after a few months of intermittent building, this ugly iron sword was baked.

The blacksmith's son couldn't put it down after getting it, and he had to take it with him wherever he went, and the young man's mind was condensed on the sword, and as time went by, he even gave this piece of mortal iron a trace of spirituality.

This is what Nameless found by accident when he gathered all the swords within a radius of several miles this time.

A perfect but cold sword move needs to be dealt with with a clumsy but spiritual sword move.

The iron sword was coarse, and in order to prevent the child from being harmed, the blacksmith deliberately sharpened the blade of the sword, and held it namelessly, like a farmer holding an iron rod, which made the evil emperor frown.

A swordsman must look like a swordsman.

The swordsman is straightforward, and the swordsman is wise.

A swordsman must be more clever than ordinary people, and he must calculate the time and place clearly, and he must not only count the enemy, but also count himself.

This rough brute dress and this iron rod that is neither sharp nor nimble.....

"Are you fooling me?"

The Evil Emperor shouted fiercely, and the whirlpool of sword qi transformed by the three sword moves stirred the atmosphere, pulling the void, and roaring to press over!

But Nameless's eyes became more and more gentle, as if recalling the old days, and he also showed a nostalgic smile.

When he first came out of the rivers and lakes, he was young and wanted to compete with Tiangong!

On the top of Nameless's head, his robe was hunting with the swirl of sword qi blowing, and his face was full of fighting spirit, but he slowly 'handed' the iron sword to the ground.

A sword to fame.

This sword point was in the air, but it quietly wiped out the sword qi vortex of the three sword moves.

The Evil Emperor had a strange expression.

This sword duel is not attacking the living and the dead, but the ethereal will.

The young man's high-spirited fighting spirit shattered the flashy and hollow shallow will in the three sword moves.

Without the restraint of will, the sword qi that cut gold and jade was nothing more than a harmless qi.

Shredding the whirlpool of sword qi, the irascible wind calmed down, blowing happily through the nameless hair.

"Such a sword is perfect, but it also means that the road ahead is over."

How can there be absolutely perfect things in the world, and if there is, there must be defects that cannot be observed, but they cannot be observed.

Satisfied with the so-called perfection, the sword that swings out has no artistic conception, and is just the pursuit of perfection in moves, such a martial artist is undoubtedly unqualified.

The evil emperor's face was red, and he had been looking for his beloved everywhere for a hundred years, but he couldn't ask for it, and his mood was inevitably impetuous, plus he had never seen anyone who could compete with him in martial arts for many years, and his original rock-solid martial arts will gradually relaxed, if it wasn't for the nameless point, he would even be so arrogant again, until he suffered a big loss, survived, and could wake up.

After the Evil Emperor realized it, he looked at Nameless with a complicated face, and sighed, "Perhaps, you are closer to the God Realm than me." ”

Nameless chuckled: "Since you have woken up and can get serious in the future, I don't have much time, if this battle can be sublimated, it will not be too late for us to talk in detail at that time." ”

Nameless's words are gentle, but his gaze is extremely determined.

There is no cure for this poison, only to sublimate oneself to an extreme, step into the realm of the unity of heaven and man, at that time, you can initially reach the human body of heaven and earth, reshape the new level, the so-called unresolved poison of heaven and man sympathy, can be broken at will.

But if you want to find a warrior who can fight to the death with him, let him do his best, fully exert his own strength, and even break through the limit, how rare he is, he has no grievances and no hatred in the past recently, and he will not deliberately provoke because of his own survival, I didn't think that a warrior named Xuantian Evil Emperor needs to enter the divine domain to find the god Odin, and it just so happened that he met by fate in his early years, and got a god and demon treasure key, which is enough to go to any corner of the god world, which obviously moved the Xuantian Evil Emperor, But no matter what exchange conditions the Evil Emperor proposed, Nameless didn't care, this poison was not something that the Evil Emperor could solve, even if the treasures collected by the Evil Emperor over the past hundred years were extremely precious, but they couldn't be compared to his life, and in the end, Nameless let the Evil Emperor come to Purple Crow Town to find him on the condition that the two of them fought to the death.

The Evil Emperor slowly closed his eyes, then opened them suddenly, and in an instant, as he unreservedly let go of his mind restraints, his aura completely expanded!

In the blink of an eye, the sky and the earth changed color, the wind and clouds surged, and the plain white gloom became three points.

In the left hand of the evil emperor, there was a strange pagoda-shaped ancient brass sword, the sword was like a compass and like a corona, it was slowly turning, and the surrounding air currents sometimes gathered and sometimes scattered, showing a chaotic and disorderly scene.

There is an evil and bloody weird long knife on the right hand of the evil emperor, the knife surface seems to be torn flesh and blood, and it seems to be exposed to the blood vessels of the human body, and it is cold to see people's hearts for no reason, through the fingers of the evil emperor, you can vaguely see a remorseful and painful human face wrapped around the hilt, swimming on the hilt like a living thing.

The sword was wrapped in a crimson flame of light, burning silently, and the long knife was dancing with a black mist-like demonic aura, making people want to be disgusted to watch.

"The Demon Sword Star Tribulation can adjust the flow rate of time within three feet; The demon knife is crazy and can release illusions and disturb people's minds. ”

Nameless looked at the clumsy iron sword in his hand, pondered for a moment, and said with a smile: "This sword is a young man's beloved thing, so I won't name it." ”

With that, he let go of his hand, and the sword sped away in one direction.

"Let the sword return to its owner."

"Then you...."

Nameless looked up at the sky, the sky was gray, and the rain was about to fall.

"I don't need a sword...."

"Because, this world is my sword!"

The next moment, the whole world, changed.