In the dark woods, the sound of sniper guns came to an abrupt end.

The strong wind rustled the leaves, and an inexplicable chill came to my heart.

Even if it is really autumn moon, it is impossible for a practitioner to feel cold because of this temperature.

But this kind of chill from the inside out is constantly making people shiver.

Zhengang waited for his eyes to widen, and his expression became solemn.

It's as if things have become unusual.

His kendo has always been fierce and fearless. As long as the sword is out, it is necessary to have an invincible sword momentum.

This is the essence of his true sword intent, fearlessness is the fundamental, and it is the reason for the sword.

It seemed that since he became the head of the Six Sword Slaves, he had never felt this kind of shivering chill again.

Is this a long-lost fear? So that his state of mind is unstable?

The man denied in his heart, this is absolutely impossible.

So what is it exactly? Is it because the man with the gun in the dark said the most taboo thing about himself?

Just because of his words, let yourself chill?

Not right either!

Zhen Gang denied these conjectures, after all, a sword cultivator of his realm was definitely not someone who could make him have this kind of psychology in a few words.

It was just that the feeling was getting stronger and stronger, and he was sure that it was coming from the darkness that was half enough to shoot last.

Zhengang took a deep breath, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were firm.

This kind of thing is not encountered much, but it comes just in time, if you can defeat this person, it happens to be an excellent opportunity for you to hone your sword intent.

The true horizontal sword is in front of the chest, the broad pure steel blade, shining, and the bone-sharp blade is buzzing!

Sword Sound!

Although the Eight Swords of King Yue cannot be the same as the spirit sword of the Heavenly Sword Immortal, they have their own humanoid spiritual intelligence, but they still have a certain spirituality.

If it is magically powerful for many years, it can resonate, and such a sword will become more handy and sharper.

The Zhengang sword has the ability to split mountains, and it is extremely hard to match the true sword intent, which is his full sword!

This sword can swallow thousands of miles like a tiger, compared to the sea cut off from the water, it does not have his thick stretch, but the intention of killing is stronger.

Even if it is a realm lower than the old man who broke the water, in terms of damage power, Zhengang is not inferior, or even better.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to become the leader of the Six Sword Slaves.

Zhengang's spiritual power slowed down, without any nonsense, he was only focused on how to destroy the man in the darkness with a sword.

The long sword swung in the air, and the broad half-moon sword light fell in the air, and a sword slashed towards the half-enough in the depths of the darkness!

The majestic and fierce sword aura, mixed with fearless sword intent, instantly made the entire venue vibrate.

Everywhere he went, his eyes were pale and yellow, and the ground was cut open by the sword qi, tearing out deep pits.

This sword is very powerful.

Even the Ninth Uncle, who was subject to the 'Chaos God Sword' outside, didn't sigh.

The fighting power of sword cultivation is indeed among the best among cultivators.

"It's really a sword, it's really good, alas, it's really a bit troublesome, it's hard to do." Uncle Nine complained.

To the sword, the chaotic god handed out a sword, and sneered in his mouth.

"Hmph, at this time, you are too busy to take care of yourself, and you still have the leisure to take care of others? See, you two brothers will definitely die under the sword of Broken Water and True Gang, but you don't have to worry, I will also let you go down below to meet them soon! ”

After the chaotic god finished speaking, he was ready to make a move again.

But at this moment.

In the dark woods, a silver-white light suddenly lit up!

Sou!

The white light turned into a silver dragon phantom, rushing straight down from the sky, straight towards the Zhengang sword!

Huh~!

Boom!

There was a violent clash of weapons, a sharp and piercing scream, and an explosion.

The sword qi was frenzied, raging all around.

And the illusory spiritual power that turned into a dragon also washed away everything around it.

The wind was blowing wildly, and the corners of the clothes were blowing fiercely.

Zhengang withdrew his long sword, pushed back dozens of steps, and after stabilizing his body, he waited for his eyes to be big, and his heart was shocked!

Weapons!

A very hard weapon!

This is the first feeling after letting Fang Cai compete with the True Gang Sword.

But then came the same trembling corn as before.

Airplanes!

The True Gang Sword began to emit a sword sound again.

But this time, it's not really just his fame, it's actually a kind of danger signal from the sword itself!

Zhengang was shocked in his heart.

This is something that has never happened before, and Zhengang Sword is actually scared!

In the darkness, the silver light and shadow from before flickered and disappeared.

At this moment, the faint moonlight can be seen, and a ...... can be seen A slightly slender white glow, looming.

It's a weapon!

But what is it? There seems to be some kind of prohibition on the other side, and I can't really make it out.

Cha!

In the dark.

A flame gradually lit up, the smoke came to life, and the man calmly lit a cigarette.

The resolute face showed helplessness and hesitation.

It seems like it's been a long time, but I really can't remember what I've done with it.

But still call it an old friend.

Half enough to look at the real gang in front of him.

"It's good to like hardness, but as a person who has come over, I have to remind you that men, not only hardness, but also staying power."

Zhen Gang: "......! ”

Airplanes! Sou! Swish!

The sound of tearing through the air, accompanied by half-enough waves, made a terrifying sound.

Zhengang's eyes widened, looking at the half that was getting closer and closer.

It was only at this time that he could see clearly what was in his hands!

"What? You, you use this ...... Are you a soldier? ”

Right in front of my eyes.

Half enough to wield in both hands, it was a spear with a slender body, a breath like thunder and lightning, and a silver exploded spear!

No!

Look closely, it's a spear!

The reason why the name is not allowed is actually mainly the difference in the head of the gun.

At this time, the sky is howling with a strong wind.

With the wielding of the spear in Ban Enough's hand, the spiritual power is like a galloping horse, swallowing mountains and rivers!

This momentum is like a rainbow, and it completely overwhelms the previous water cut and true rigidity.

Zhengang looked at the picture in front of him in a daze.

The spear, in the cultivation world, is definitely a relatively unpopular weapon.

There are not many cultivators who can use spears, but for thousands of years, those who use long weapons are all strong people who have caused a sensation in the whole world.

It's like Zhao Zilong, the martial god who has ascended to the immortal realm thousands of years ago!

Or Guan Yu, who has become the God of Heavenly Court Martial Wealth, holding the Qinglong Yanyue Knife in his hand, Guan Erye!

Which one is not an earth-shattering god?

But who is this person in front of you?

In today's Chinese cultivation circle, it seems that only soldiers and monks use such weapons!

But the soldier monk is extremely special, how can he appear in such a place?

At this moment, I really just understood where the bleak chill before came from.

Soldier's marksmanship.

In the killing field, the dragon broke the army.

The blood of tens of millions of people on the battlefield raises guns, and the spirit of killing is innate.

Jin Ge Iron Horse, swallowing thousands of miles.

This is the soldier's 'gun repair'!

Really the first thought.

Run!

It's not easy to mess with soldiers, and it's even harder to mess with soldiers' gun repairs.

It's really not his instigation, it's just because everyone in the world knows it.

The gun is the overlord of the arms, and once it strikes, it will not die.

And the aura at this time was completely suppressed by half enough.

Swish!

The sound of breaking wind sounded.

Suddenly, a spear head as fast as lightning rushed straight in.

In an instant, I was really sweating profusely.

"Fearless and strong!"