089【Arrow Wound】

The trace of blood on Zhang Xiao's left hand did not drip down, and of course it was not evaporated by the high temperature of the Golden Crow, and some kind of power protected the blood here. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The trace of blood squeezed out of the palm slid along the palm of the unfolded palm, and I don't know if it was a coincidence, and the blood stains left behind vaguely formed a pattern...... A knife in the shape!

Hum――――

At the moment when the pattern appeared, the drop of blood shook suddenly, and instantly turned into a blood mist that spread out, which was very conspicuous in this white space, but after a while, the blood mist was so thin that it was almost invisible.

Zhang Xiao didn't feel surprised, held his palm emptyly, and waited quietly.

The thin, barely visible blood mist condensed again, as if it had been attracted by some force.

Condensed in Zhang Xiao's hands.

Condensed into a knife!

A ghost-headed knife!

"Sure enough, with the bloodline as a guide, I can summon this knife, this ghost-headed knife rooted in my "will". Zhang Xiao looked at the ghost head knife in his hand in front of him, and a smile appeared on his terrifying face.

This ghost head knife is said to be a ghost head knife, but it is a little different from the general ghost head knife, its handle is not carved with evil ghosts, but angry eyes King Kong Xiang, both sides of the knife body are engraved with a verse: I smile from the horizontal knife to the sky, to leave the liver and gallbladder two Kunlun.

The whole knife is not treacherous and vicious, but has the grandeur of Buddhism.

This knife is the "seed" left by the guillotine ghost to Zhang Xiao.

During the bank robbery, Zhang Xiao's bloodline was completely awakened, and the ghoul bloodline and the brain demon's bloodline were completely fused and mutated into a new bloodline, but Zhang Xiao's harvest was more than that, and the root and germination of the ghost head knife seed left by the guillotine ghost was his biggest gain.

Originally, it was far from easy for this seed of will to take root and bear fruit, but during the bank robbery, due to the invasion of the reincarnation of the heterotopic plane, without Zhang Xiao's knowledge, he got help from the real world, and at that time he was the son of the world, so he awakened the bloodline, and thus crossed over saving countless time and trouble, directly hatched the seed, and got the ghost head knife.

Just like Zhang Xiao guessed, this knife is not a physical object, but a knife of spiritual will, which embodies his fear of death, his attachment to life, and his strong will to survive to death.

It can be said that how tenacious his spirit and strong will are, how strong and sharp this knife is, this is a blade of redemption, this is a knife of enlightenment.

The knife of spiritual will is such a magical knife, Zhang Xiao had such a vague realization when he first "awakened" this knife, and now he ......

"Come on, let me see my own consciousness!" Zhang Xiao tore the broken vocal cords, shouted hoarsely, and then waved the ghost head knife in his hand with his backhand.

Boom! ――――

The magic arrow is not so easy to cut, the ghost head knife is cut on the arrow shaft, but it makes the sound of gold and iron fighting, and the arrow shaft is not cut off, not even damaged at all.

Zhang Xiao turned his back to these, but he could not see the damage to the shaft of the arrow, he was not discouraged, he just raised his knife and slashed again - he did not expect a single knife to cut off the magic arrow that shot the golden crow.

Boom!

Boom! ――――

Qiang !! ――――

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Boom! ――――

Zhang Xiao didn't know how many slashes, the arrow shaft still sounded crisp, but Zhang Xiao was unmoved, this was already his last hope, the last chance, no matter how many knives, as long as he didn't die, he would definitely keep chopping.

Boom! ――――

This knife is like striking iron.

Boom! ――――

But how strong is the stone under the hammer.

Boom! ――――

One at a time, it seems to be endless.

Boom! ――――

Zhang Xiao didn't know when he was also addicted to the repeated sound of striking iron, just beating the iron mechanically one at a time.

But his mind was completely immersed in it, as if he was under his own sword, as if he had become a stubborn stone.

Boom! ――――

Boom! ――――

Boom! ――――

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Zhang Xiao's mind was completely sucked into the sound of iron, as if he had been tempered by a thousand hammers, one knife after another was like a big hammer, and in the sound of "banging", the "impurities" in his mind were squeezed out.

Those impurities were the clutter of his heart, laziness, jealousy, anger, fear, despair...... And so on, but at this time, these impurities were all knocked out of Zhang Xiao's body with the sound of gold and iron striking with knives and arrows.

These invisible thoughts turned into tangible smoke of all colors, deep blue laziness, purple jealousy, red anger, yellow fear, black despair...... All kinds of thoughts turned into all kinds of smoke, and Jin Tiesheng knocked out of Zhang Xiao's body.

What was left behind was Zhang Xiao's most essential soul at this time, and in the soul shrouded in golden light, there was an awareness that even if Zhang Xiao died, he could not take it away.

Although Zhang Xiao's soul will be filled with all kinds of chaotic thoughts in the future, at this time, his soul is pure and complete, and the ghost head knife, which is the knife of Zhang Xiao's spiritual will, is also more and more brilliant at this time.

The thoughts of smoke of all kinds permeated Zhang Xiao's side, and he wanted to drill back into Zhang Xiao's body again, but he saw the angry eyes of the Buddha on the ghost's head knife widening angrily, and the Buddha's mouth opened and sucked it in, and he sucked all these thoughts into the knife, and he didn't know where to put them.

Zhang Xiao's side suddenly cleared.

If Zhang Xiao could see his own soul at this time, he would find that his current soul was crystal clear but extremely tenacious, and all the faint impurities were gone, and only the golden aura called enlightenment and will was surrounded.

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I don't know how long it took for the quantitative change to finally lead to the qualitative change.

Zhang Xiao's spiritual will was highly unified at a certain moment, and the golden light on the ghost head knife flashed, and the usual knife went down, but it triggered a completely different reaction.

Boom! ――――Click、、

There was really a crack in the magic arrow!

Although this crack is not even the size of a hair, it is true that this knife hurt the divine arrow!

Hum――――

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In a mysterious space, there is a huge sun in the sky.

In a huge building with a quaint shape and no ceiling, but as ornate as a palace, there was a man two or three times larger than ordinary people, who sat on a huge chair like a throne in magnificent animal skins and closed his eyes in contemplation.

Suddenly, the majestic man opened his eyes, his black eyes seemed ordinary, but they contained sharp edges, and his eyes turned slightly, looking at the sun in the sky.

The sun's rays were dazzling, but he ignored them, and instead followed his gaze, as if the sun was dodging, a cloud drifted in to block the sun.

"Hmph." The man sneered and turned his gaze again, this time it took him a little longer, and his gaze turned a little bit as if he had traveled through time and space, looking for something.

"Huh? This is ......" He paused his gaze and looked somewhere, and in front of his eyes was the beams of his palace, but of course he was not looking at what was in front of him.

His gaze pierced through the endless time and space, and he saw a white strange arrow, and then, naturally, he also saw the prey shot on the strange arrow, the huge three-legged golden crow.

"The imprint on that door? …… It's my brand. He had already sensed some kind of [fate], and at this time, he naturally saw through the cause and effect at a glance, and a smug smile appeared on his face, but soon, his eyes changed, and became fierce and terrifying, because he felt that the white strange arrow was inappropriate, "Huh? Wounded by an arrow? ”

He took a closer look, and his face suddenly became a little strange, because he finally saw Zhang Xiao, who was also hanging on the arrow as a meat skewer, and also saw Zhang Xiao's arrow slashing him at this time.

Of course, he didn't care about Zhang Xiao's serious injury, nor did he care about his terrifying appearance, but he understood Zhang Xiao's identity at a glance.

"A new trialist?" He was a little amused, but he also found it funny, and it was interesting that such a weak trialist actually injured his arrow.

Although the mythical stories left on the door are just the breath imprints intercepted by the system in the "myth", whether it is a human, a beast, or an artifact, it is not a real physical body, but the breath imprint is by no means ordinary, and even the origin of the body, if this man falls unexpectedly one day, he can also be slowly reborn with this breath brand, and the same is naturally true of the golden crow, and the same is true of the divine arrow.

How could a little trialist be able to hurt the breath of the divine arrow?

His eyes flashed, as if he had used some magical powers, and he saw a strange scene in front of his eyes where Zhang Xiao cut the wound of the divine arrow a few seconds ago, and he naturally understood the reason with his eyes.

"Hmm...... I didn't expect this kid to have such a spiritual will...... Okay, seeing each other is fate, then I'll help you. ”

What he said was not a big deal, the magic arrow has a spirit, Zhang Xiao's knife was the spiritual will to defeat the spirit of the arrow, but when the water is full, it overflows, and the moon is full and the moon is lost, Zhang Xiao's peak knife at that moment is the embodiment of the spiritual will, but it can't be long, even if you can swing a few more knives, it is impossible to cut off the magic arrow one by one.

Once Zhang Xiao relaxes and falls, Zhang Xiao's ordinary state is far inferior to the magic arrow, and when the time comes, Zhang Xiao will be dead in the face of the inevitable backlash of the magic arrow.

In fact, even if he left it alone, Zhang Xiao was absolutely dead, he was right, if he wanted to leave the door, the necessary premise was to get out of the state of battle, cut the magic arrows, he had no way to live at all.

Fortunately, Zhang Xiao attracted the attention of "him", fortunately, Zhang Xiao is a descendant of China, and to a certain extent, Zhang Xiao is also a descendant of "him".

"He" is naturally the ancestor of China, the great witch of the Wu clan, and Hou Yi is also.

I saw Hou Yi stretch out his hand to fish, and only then did he find that his extremely strong arm was extremely long, and the long arm took out a seemingly ordinary hunting bow from a pillar not far from him.

It's just that this wooden bow looks ordinary, but it is not ordinary at all, and the unpretentious carpentry has an absolutely unusual name and history - it is the famous ancient artifact [Sun Shooting Bow]!

I didn't see how Hou Yi moved, just an index finger on the black bowstring and flicked it gently.

Boom――――

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Boom――――

Zhang Xiao, who was almost unconscious, suddenly heard a strange sound in the void, this sound was like a string, but it was extremely rough and monotonous, but it was extremely penetrating, which made his trance-like spirit wake up all of a sudden.

......As soon as he woke up, he almost fainted in pain.

But it turned out that the magic arrow in his chest automatically continued to move forward, but this thing had already grown on his body, so you can imagine how painful Zhang Xiao would be.

Puff -

The arrow doesn't know how to be gentle, as soon as the arrow shaft turns, Zhang Xiao's flesh on the arrow is suddenly stirred together, and before Zhang Xiao can shout bitterly, the arrow has already flown out with a "bang".

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Zhang Xiao rushed forward a few steps after being led, spurting out several mouthfuls of blood, and the person was even more dizzy, only holding on with a breath of evil breath - he wanted to see with his own eyes the whereabouts of the arrow.

But before he could look up and see the whereabouts of the divine arrow, the white expanse in front of him faded in an instant, and the next kick, he had stepped on the ground of the new world.

Although Zhang Xiao was almost unconscious, he was shocked when he saw the scene in front of him - he actually saw the road under his feet.

He looked up blankly, the arrow had long since disappeared, and he didn't know whether it had disappeared into the white "door" or shot somewhere in this world.

All he saw was traffic, high-rise buildings, and a city scene.

"I ...... Are you back? Zhang Xiao opened his mouth a little dazedly, but he heard the shrill sound of horns and brakes in his ears.

Woo-to-duo-to-dut!! ――――Squeak――――――

He turned his head blankly, and finally caught the image of an SUV speeding in.

As soon as his body hurt, then lightly, Zhang Xiao didn't know anything.

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