CHAPTER XXVII

Rushing away the miscellaneous ghosts like the tide of the sea, Ling Yan jumped directly into the air, brandishing his weapon towards the Night King and flashing down directly!

Categorically, it is a slashing move, and the effect produced is equivalent to a burst of shattering. An attack through a blade can be called a slash. Indescribable fierce slamming.

Therefore, the bounce back also delivers the same critical hit. It was completely a steel-to-steel bite, making an unimaginable roar that gave the atmosphere a dying scream.

"β€”Haaβ€”β€”!" He made a voice as pleasant as a hungry animal.

The impact made the limbs tremble, and the one who released the first knife welcomed the state of affairs.

I was filled with joy at the presence that blocked my attack from the front, my teeth and fought back.

Stunned, angry, and a tiny mixture of consternation, all of which are nothing more than variants of joy.

Yes, where else can there be such a pleasant thing?

Even if you touch it, it won't be easily destroyed.,Just that makes people can't help but love it.。

"Failed, I'm sorry, I actually underestimated you." He smiled dangerously at the mountain-like demon.

Everything about a man is beyond the scope of human beings, just aiming at the weapon in his hand, throwing it with all his might, his speed and arm strength have reached the inhuman realm, so the weapon is unbearable.

Failure refers to the fact that the party is very uninterested in taking ants seriously as an opponent.

However, the real enemy is the lion, and on the contrary, regret not being able to show his true strength.

"Well, there are also cases where it turns into bare-handed fighting. I don't know how many more hits I can sustain next.

A crunching sword. Generally speaking, it is a genus that is called a famous sword, but it is a blunt sword for the field.

There are no rituals or special forging methods. If the times go down, it may become a commodity of the same level as cultural relics. Needless to say, the battle between the soldiers who stepped outside the human world was still insufficient.

Therefore, if the knife is dead, they will fight each other. Definitely, it would be fun that way.

The corners of his mouth were raised, his teeth were exposed, and the man with a fierce smile appeared, and his voice was already loud, and only the moans of hungry beasts could be heard.

The lament of the knife, which had been thrown away by its fierce master, and treated like dust, weighed into sentimental feelings for it, and was not even a speck of dust to this man.

Props are just props that work until they are destroyed.

Leave the dead behind. No, everything is thrown aside. Anything but me is crazy behavior. Originally, apart from the only person in the world, what should we believe?

It's something that seems to have been engraved in the soul for a long time, and it seems to be a memory that has long been forgotten: anyone can worship themselves as gods. Absolute belief in one's own posture (ideal) and submission only to oneself.

To others with respect and friendship, love, and so on. In the end, it's just a decoration for the excellent me.

Thereforeβ€”β€”β€”β€”β€”

"That's not going to work," he said, placing the broken sword in front of him, and constantly repairing the weapon that seemed to be pieced together with the function of his mind, "I don't want to live like this." With that boring way of living. ”

"Roaring β€”β€”!!!!" As if sensing that he was being underestimated, the demon king let out an angry roar. Look at the small but impossible to despise the enemy.

"Haha, hahaha, fear? Wrath? What a feeling! Looking at the anger of his enemies, he let out a pleasant laugh.

Even if they are of different races and different beings, when they bite, they are as angry as their own kind.

In this case, as long as you continue like this, you will not be confused, and there will be no fear.

"Good, come on. Interesting. He happily waved his weapon again: "Anyway, that's it?" If you're a samurai, let's try a flower arrangement! ”

Forgot everything for a while, didn't know the sky, didn't know the earth.

Because of the Pure Land after death. Naraku, whatever it is, the concept of self will not exist, and in this only life, he wants to get everything.

The universal thing of faith, the world of no way, which is nowhere to be found, later defines the principles of the law that have long been destined to be contained in it.

"Do you want to decide the winner with one move? But it's really an unusual disobedience to come out of the mouth of a guy who doesn't know swordsmanship or swordsmanship at all~."

If you want to let yourself shine brightly, of course, not to mention your own brothers, you will not hesitate for a moment even if you yourself are burned out, however, you can't add enough sincerity, harshness, and no mercy.

"Come on, have a good fight-." He invited the temporary fellows to fight: "Divide the victory! ”

Now, there are two hungry beasts here, so that their own power explodes, and they agree to achieve it, even if they are of different races, their languages are different, so there is no need for any dialogue.

- For the sake of my goals and desires, go to death!!

At this point, the two fought like a thousand-year-old friend.

Sparks flying around, storms blowing violently, ordinary people can't even hear sounds correctly without saying that they can't confirm with their eyes.

The speed of the two, the moves, and the transcendence of the routine and the natural, concentrated kinetic vision can not be captured.

The roar of the weapon was canceled out by the burst of the atmosphere.

Its form, if you want to say it, is thunder, the collision between the demonic companions who control the lightning, there is no room for others to intervene, if it touches, it will be shattered by the dust into a storm of steel.

In fact, with each groan of the blades on both sides, the shockwave that occurred was catapulting and bursting in all directions.

Before the blade touched the flesh, the skin and clothes of the two began to crack.

None of them retreated, not so much as a constant battle like a screw, but rather as if they were not twisted together from the beginning, and the temperament and tactics of the two things surpassed those of Chestnut and were close to comical.

A flash of slashing, a piercing stab, not just to break into two, it's just to want to split them apart, no matter which one looks like the master's realm, it's not at all like a monster and a novice guy who doesn't know swordsmanship at all can do it.

However, there is a variation that completely ignores the rules -

Needless to say, even the throwing that catches and mixes into it is ever-changing, and the thaumaturgical handle is inseparable from the palm.

The impossible angle and continuous function are almost the same as those of the wild beast, and the connection of the unrestrained skill is astonishingly beautiful.

If you take the basics and transcend them as skillful techniques, then these two people seem to come to the same conclusion, that is, skill is hidden in power.

Arm strength, grip strength, reaction speed, the durability that supports them – after the body that is the basis is given the most attention.

Because of this, we can continue to explore possible techniques.

Softness is not always stiff, rigidity is not often broken, only softness in rigidity is the highest state.

Objections to that answer cannot be inserted. It can be said that there are no dissenters, and their combat skills are supreme.

If it is powerful, as mentioned earlier, even the best weapons cannot withstand being used in this way.

The storm rolled up the blood, turning it into a true red, and gradually increasing its intensity in a deeper layer.

The weapons of the two were already on the verge of being shattered. No matter what kind of weapon it is, since it is based on the premise of human use, it will naturally have its limits.

However, at the distance of only one step, the weapons of the two could not be destroyed, obviously neither deliberately grasping proportion, nor deliberately avoiding the clash of swords.

- But it doesn't matter anymore?????? This kind of thing!

It's long overdue to meet the end, and at the time of the first round, you should have realized how well the opponent's weapon could be maintained. At the same time, you should also be aware of the strength of your opponent.

It's as if all the hands that have been reversed, drawn up and drawn up until the end have already been decided in an instant, and then all you need to do is follow the blueprint drawn, in other words, it is an unchanging battle performance.

What should be terrifying is that compared to the instantaneous force of his thinking, there is no difference in the process deduced by Ling Yan, how the opponent attacks, how to take the move, even though it is the first time to meet, they are all perfectly interpreted.

Amazing eyesight, and can it be called extraordinary self-confidence, right? No, should I say that's because of that?

It's as if my eyes can't be wrong. If I were expecting you, even if I wanted to shatter the heavens and the earth, I could easily do it......].

If you misjudge one hand, you will rejoice in the sword dance as an instant fatality.

That kind of self-confidence, no matter how distorted, it feels like I don't even know who I am??????

- It's time to solve it, you guy!

He looked over there and smiled wildly: because it's time to finish!

The momentum of the cracked silk, the roar of blooming, the end is approaching.

So far, he has perfectly interpreted the opponent's moves, and it will only make a difference at the end.

In other words, it is as if I am the highest. Because he firmly believes in it as the supreme law, he has no doubt about victory.

I swung it out as if I only had one blow.

However, the guy's weapon would have been shattered by the blow, and it was because he had no doubt that he was so convinced that the defense of the endgame would be nothing.

Now, what he had in his mind was, "My sword will split my opponent, and my opponent's sword will be shattered before it touches me."

At this point, the ending has been completely decided?????? In other words, it has been written a long time ago, without the slightest difference. (To be continued......)