Chapter 400: I am the Sword Master
One after another, heavy shouts kept coming out.
A sentence is like thunder in the sky, constantly bombarding Liu Ziang's brain!
He had already raised his head!
The skeletons around him!
The skeleton that had firmly surrounded him not far away, like him, had already raised its head.
Hundreds of thousands of skeletons, together with Liu Ziang, looked up at a virtual figure standing up to the sky on the side of the golden coffin.
This phantom does not see its true face.
I saw that he seemed to be wearing a robe and a beaded curtain on his head!
"For so many years, the Liu family of the Zhushen Division has only seen the fierce side of Shen Tu."
"Useless!"
The huge black shadow dusted off its sleeve robe as if displeased.
Immediately, he seemed to stretch out another hand and landed on top of the golden coffin.
It was in the same moment.
A resentful roar of resentment suddenly came out again.
In this dark space lit up by the golden coffin, there is a regeneration and mutation.
I saw that outside of the 300,000 dry bones, there were countless corpses with broken arms clashing out of the darkness!
They are the remnants of the Liu family that Liu Ziang saw before.
After breaking through the darkness, they rushed forward and roared angrily.
"Why don't you draw your sword?"
"Why don't you save us?"
"Why watch us die?"
"Give us back our lives!"
One question after another, like a sword like a knife.
Crazy stabbed Liu Ziang's heart and slashed Liu Ziang's soul.
The remains of the Liu family also appeared from four directions.
Now, with their roars, they have pounced on the back of the dry bones around them.
This time, they were no longer just questioning and roaring, yelling angrily.
They also pounded the dry bones, knocked them over, and crushed them!
And all the dry bones also became lifeless at this time.
Let the corpses of the Liu family smash them.
Neither resist nor hide.
Instead, they looked down at Liu Ziang again.
No one cared about the dry bones behind him, but he yelled at Liu Ziang again.
"Draw your sword!"
At this time, Liu Ziang also looked at the remains of the Liu family again.
Look at the familiar faces among the corpses.
Listening to their angry questioning, Liu Ziang's heart became extremely painful again.
"Huh!" Just at this moment, another flirtatious laughter came from a skeleton shelf beside Liu Ziang. "Ziang, Ziang, are you cousin and I so ugly?"
"Humph! I waited for the Liu family and never complained. Death is death, how can you be so unwilling. β
"Ziang! Your cousin and I finally rested in peace, how did you become an ugly and noisy shrew here? β
After 300,000 dry bones, the white bones flew together, and the remnants went together!
Liu Ziang's side, disdainful, frivolous and funny voices kept coming out.
"Ziang, draw your sword!"
Warm and soft words came from it.
The dry bone wearing Zhongshan gently stroked Liu Ziang's shoulder, and said with a smile: "What is the need for such a demon and ugly thing to survive?" Cut it all off and give yourself a clear heart! β
"Boom!"
At the same time, the huge black shadow reached out and stroked it lightly on the golden coffin.
The lid of the golden coffin was immediately opened, and it fell to the ground!
The Shentu fierce sword appeared in front of Liu Ziang's eyes.
In the past, when the Shentu fierce sword appeared, the blood would rise!
But now, there is more than just blood on the sword.
There are four colors of red, purple, yellow, and white around it!
The color of blood is the murderous and ferocious spirit of a warrior.
The purple color is the sorcerer's dusty aura.
The yellow color is the righteousness of Confucianism.
The white color is the spirituality of the mantra!
And among these four colors, Liu Ziang also saw that a fifth light seemed to be hidden.
It was blue light, but it was bright and uncertain.
It seems to be extinguished at any time, and it seems to be booming at any time!
Liu Ziang almost instantly distinguished, it was from the belief of the Liu family!
"Draw your sword!"
The sword was revealed, and the roar of the skeleton was heard again.
One after another, madly drilled into Liu Ziang's ears and poured into his heart.
He trembled, but it was no longer fear, but an indescribable feeling.
"Draw your sword, Ziang!"
The people around him also began to urge him.
In the midst of this voice, Liu Ziang's body slowly straightened!
"If you don't draw your sword, when?"
Then, a majestic shout came from the huge figure standing in the sky!
There is no resistance to it, not even the slightest doubt!
Liu Ziang trembled, and involuntarily reached out quickly, holding the fierce sword in the coffin tightly!
The moment his hand touched Shen Tu, Liu Ziang was stunned, and the pupils of his eyes shrank even more.
Whether it is chaotic or deliberately hidden memories, all of them appear in Liu Ziang's mind very clearly.
After an instant, Liu Ziang's pupils returned to normal.
Also recovered Liu Ziang's mood and spirit!
Frightened, at a loss, hesitating at this moment all the news!
"Triple Illusion!" Liu Zi raised his head and grinned, "Focus on the mind." Old man, count yourself awesome! β
All the memories are restored, and there is no more hesitation in my heart.
Liu Ziang held Shen Tu in his hand and pulled out his sword out of the coffin.
Looking up, he looked at the phantom figure standing up to the sky next to the golden coffin.
He raised his hands and bowed respectfully.
He then turned his head to look at the dry bones beside him and smiled at them.
"Not to mention, the appearance of this skeleton and white bones is indeed much better than that rotting corpse."
A series of hearty laughs rang out.
The skeletons around Liu Ziang all turned around and faced the rotting corpses at the back of the 300,000 skeletons!
"Give the order!"
At the same time, the blood relatives and skeletons around Liu Ziang roared in unison.
"Holding Shen Tu is the real Zhu Shen Si Shangqing! 300,000 loyal souls, hundreds of generations of Liu family bloodline, all in your hands! β
"Qing! And, the order is! The black figure shouted loudly.
Liu Ziang took a deep breath.
Looking at Shen Tu in his hand, he felt more relaxed than ever.
In the past, Shen Tu was in hand, and he only felt that he was a subordinate. The sword is the main body.
Now, he thinks that the sword is just a sword!
He is the most important thing!
He looked up and nodded heavily at the black figure.
Liu Ziang suddenly raised the Shentu in his hand!
The moment he raised his sword, the 300,000 dry bones that surrounded him from front to back, left and right, immediately turned around, without any suffocation!
"Kill!"
Liu Ziang no longer hesitated, and shouted loudly.
Suddenly, 300,000 dry bones roared in unison and headed towards the decaying corpse.
The blood relatives and dry bones around Liu Ziang also laughed wildly and rushed into the formation.
At this moment, the terrifying grudge corpses were like papier-mΓ’chΓ© tigers, and the skeletons and bones were easily killed!
The whistling of those corpses is also a masterpiece.
They are still begging Liu Ziang for help, and they are still questioning Liu Ziang.
But at this moment, Liu Ziang's heart was not half moved.
He knew very well that it was just an illusion.
Moreover, how can the Liu family complain about life and death?
No matter how tragic the death of the Liu family is, they will never beg for mercy, let alone blame others.
Liu Ziang, just watching coldly!
It didn't take long for the remnants of the Liu family to be washed and killed!
Immediately, he closed his eyes again!
The Shentu fierce sword was still raised high.
"I have no hesitation, and my heart is clear! Magic? What can I do! β
A roar! All the skeletons in the audience fell apart.
One by one, the figures broke away from the disintegrating skeletons!
The figure looks like a skeleton before it was born!
There are warriors, warlocks, Confucian scholars, and an ancestor of the Liu family!
The phantom in his thirties, in the blink of an eye, all flowed into the Shentu fierce sword.
Immediately, Liu Ziang raised his sword and swung it fiercely.
"Break it for me!"