The power of the sword soul, the third realm of the power of swordsmanship, there are very few swordsmen who can comprehend and use it, not only need extraordinary comprehension, but also need key opportunities, even the top ten swordsmen in the world today still have the defect of not being able to comprehend the power of the sword soul, this is far beyond the power of the sword, of course, it is also the power that newcomers cannot have, even the sword immortal Li Taibai also comprehended the power of the sword when he was thirty years old, and was once the youngest comprehension in history. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, the Hero King broke this record far from and comprehended the power of the sword soul at such a young age.

Even in the battle of a world-class sword hero, the power of the sword soul will become the key factor in determining the outcome of the battle, not to mention that in the newcomer level of the Lingfan Realm, the influence of the power of the sword soul can be called a bug, just like the character of level ten in the game is equipped with a level 100 weapon, and in the face of a group of monsters less than level 10, it is of course the end of crushing the second kill.

Shi Xiaobai didn't know much about the power of the sword soul, didn't know its principle, and didn't know how it was born, but the fear from the depths of his soul and the dangerous intuition that kept ringing like an alarm bell all told a grim reality - he couldn't resist this sword!

Even though he had already felt the vast power of this sword from a distance not long ago, but at this moment, he was under the sword power head-on, and he really realized how terrifying the power of this sword was, and how much courage it took for Li Wuyu to be able to resist this sword head-on.

The power of the sword soul is a power that should not exist at this level!

But this is not the time to panic and be afraid, and there is no time to complain about why the girl in front of him has mastered such an invincible power at this stage at such a young age, there is only one question he needs to think about.

How can you resist this sword?

In the intricate labyrinth of thoughts, there are thousands of dead ends, is there one, even if there is only one, way to live?

What will he have to resist this sword?

"Boring thinking. ”

The girl, who didn't seem to be in a hurry to end everything, mocked expressionlessly, "During the time you were thinking about how to live, I was able to kill you countless times. ”

It's just that I can't bear to kill you, so I'm still struggling and hesitating.

The girl hid this slightly ambiguous line in her heart, and became more and more in a hurry to cut out the sword, for to her, killing him was like killing the only person in the world who might be left to talk, and she would be reluctant to do so.

But the more reluctant she is, the more she has to cut this sword, because this battle, this young man may become an obstacle in her future path, which is difficult to cross, so she must kill him now, while she has not completely sunk into the "happiness" of hearing his voice, after all, misfortune is her real companion, and this extravagant happiness is too real, so it seems false.

It's as fake as a bubble that can burst at any moment.

Since it will be broken sooner or later, it is better to puncture it with your own hands, so as not to double the pain when you get it.

It's just, it's just .....

I want to hear him again, I want to hear it one last time, I want to hear it one last time, I want to hear it one last time, just to hear his voice, before I say goodbye to the real voice I finally heard.

Just one sentence can satisfy her last willfulness.

So, speak boy, the last word will be your last words, and I will engrave it on the tombstone that I have built for you with my own hands, to thank you for allowing me to see the colors of the world once again.

"Thank you. ”

These two words slowly came out of the boy's mouth.

The girl was stunned, and for a moment wondered if her ears had received the wrong sound.

She was about to kill him, she mocked arrogantly, but in exchange for a thank you?

This is your last word?

Are you kidding!

Li Chenxi opened her mouth and was about to make a questioning voice, but she saw that the black and white swords in Shi Xiaobai's hand slowly dissipated, and was replaced by a holy sword that shimmered with golden light, which was the Morning Star that she was all too familiar with.

Shi Xiaobai clasped the Morning Star with both hands and slowly raised it to the sky.

Those black eyes, bright and firm, there is no trace of confusion!

When he held the Morning Radiant Star high, countless golden points of light suddenly appeared on the earth, flying towards the Morning Radiant Star like butterflies, and in an instant, they turned into a huge golden sword shadow that soared into the sky!

Thank you, thanks for the reminder.

yes, what's the use of those boring thoughts?

In order to resist this sword, in order to survive, isn't it too narrow for the king's great wisdom to be used in such a boring place?

At this moment, face this sword of yours.

What is most needed is not thinking, not methods, not means, but - persistence, persistence in victory.

Not to resist, not to be undefeated, but to win!

There is no need to think, there is no need to hesitate, just "blindly" look in the right direction, just tell yourself - this king will defeat this sword!

If you don't even have the courage to win, how can you be embarrassed to call yourself fearless?

So, disappear, the real confusion of that moment.

This king has nothing but victory in his eyes!

The persistent thoughts fermented in his mind, becoming more and more profound and clear, more and more golden light particles floating from the earth, and the golden sword shadow that rose to the sky became more and more huge, and the shining brilliance was extremely dazzling.

This sword is Shi Xiaobai's self-created sword move, when comprehending the sword path of "Oath Victory", the sword used by the blonde woman with her hair in a bun in her mind, the idea of constantly compressing the spiritual ability of the Turtle Speed Divine Fist, and squeezing out all the power of Shura in a second in an instant, combined these three to create his own sword move.

He will use all his strength, give everything he has, condense all his dedication to victory, and cut the last sword that he will never regret!

Compress it, power.

Squeeze it, power.

Every vein is boiling, every cell is noisy, and these forces are willing to dedicate themselves to you, so become stronger!

Even after this sword, it doesn't matter if you don't even have the strength to move a finger!

Take away all the power of this king!

This king can only tolerate victory in his eyes!

The huge golden sword shadow swelled and expanded, rising from the sky, penetrating the heavens and the earth, exuding vast and infinite power.

Li Wuyu's eyes were glazed, and he muttered to himself, "Shi Xiaobai, are you the protagonist?"

Ye Wuqing looked at the thin figure of the young man with obsessive eyes, and murmured like a dream, "It's so beautiful." ”

The corners of Li Chenxi's mouth slowly set off a slight arc, and a hint of a smile flashed in his eyes.

"In the end, you still amazed me, Shi Xiaobai, only you! Only you are special! But if you are real, then, please catch this sword!"

The girl finally stopped hesitating and slashed the last sword!