When the seven swords were united, the strong sword aura seemed to infuse his body with mysterious power. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It seems that something is about to move in the heart, as if there is something in the body that wants to break out of the cocoon.

What is it?

The churning memories are colorful murals, which pass and switch like marquees.

After the erosion of time, the mural weathered and peeled, the pigment lost its color luster, and the lines were mutilated. They seemed unrecognizable, yet so familiar, like the call of a valley in the distance.

I don't know how long it took, but only the last two images remained in his mind.

In mid-air, the dying master said, "Kill me."

He still remembers his calmness, no sadness, he was like an irrelevant bystander, he made a decision, he did not regret it at all.

He doesn't regret it now.

In the deepest part of his memory, he was not surprised at all to see this picture. He was surprised and surprised, and it was another picture.

In the sword cultivation dojo, the sun shone all over the courtyard, he leisurely carried water and mopped the floor, played the wooden shelf, sorted out the sword tricks, and read the exaggerated descriptions in the sword tricks with relish and the legends that occasionally revealed between the lines.

Seeing the thin young man in the picture, his expression was focused, and his eyes were full of yearning, Ai Hui was stunned.

Is that so......

He murmured.

For him, the thunder is revenge, and the sword is ...... It's hope.

His pale and bleak childhood, the unrealistic longing and fantasy for sword cultivation, was an ethereal and vague hope, a faint ray of sunlight that fell on his immature and thin palm when the shadow cast by the behemoth of the world enveloped him.

It's like a sword.

He suddenly understood why he chose the sword, and he suddenly understood why he never let go of the sword in his hand.

Ai Hui couldn't help but grab the sword in his hand, just like usual.

But now, the world is still the same behemoth, but he is no longer the thin and cowardly teenager.

The faint ray of sunlight that once illuminated his palm has now become a long sword in his hand, surging with Yuan power, sword qi and thunder, making him courageous, fearless, and revenge to fight.

Ai Hui's mood was agitated.

Inside the dungeon, lightning and thunder roared, and thick lightning gathered from all directions, like thick vines poking out of the void, entwining a silver thunder sword.

The entwined thunder flickered, and only a vague sword shape could be seen.

The sword fetus is really a sword fetus.

Ai Hui suddenly lost his mind, he didn't expect that the sword fetus would be lost and regained. Although the shape of the sword tire is completely different from before, the location of the spawn is also completely different. In that incomplete sword codex, the sword fetus was conceived by the spirit spirit, so the condensation position was in the Heavenly Palace.

But now it's the dungeon......

But soon Ai Hui discovered that the domineering surging thunder pulp in his body suddenly became extremely tame.

The sword, almost in his heart, thunder poured into the hilt of the sword in his hand.

Whew.

A flash of lightning pierced the pitch-black sky overhead.

A flash of lightning pierced Murray's pitch-black pupils.

The sword-like silver light illuminated the ruins, illuminating the faces and drowning out the shock on their faces, pulling the figures out of long, sharp shadows.

A beam of thunder erupted from the hilt of the sword, shaped like a zigzag sword body, changing and uncertain.

Sword of Thunder......

Almost everyone has these four words in their minds.

The thunder is like snow, and the people are like puppets, silent, silent, only the thunder crackles slightly.

Ai Hui slowly opened his eyes, his eyes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fine thunder light, so sharp that it seemed to be able to pierce a person's heart directly.

At this moment, his heart was filled with the joy and satisfaction of the breakthrough he had just made.

The new sword fetus is completely different from the previous sword fetus, the previous sword fetus was conceived by the spirit spirit, while the new sword fetus was conceived by thunder. In other words, the sword fetus of the Heavenly Palace is an extension of the spirit, and the sword fetus of the Digong Palace is the condensation of thunder.

The two are diametrically opposed, but each has its own wonders.

Tiangong's sword fetus can greatly improve Ai Hui's perception and make him more acute. However, the sword fetus of the underground palace can greatly enhance Ai Hui's control over the thunder in his body, making him more domineering.

The former is ethereal and distant, the latter is thick.

Strictly speaking, this is not a sword fetus, but Ai Hui still named it after the sword fetus.

He let go of the cold jade blade that only left the hilt, and with a snap, the hilt fell to the ground, and the thunder blade disappeared.

Everyone woke up from a dream and was just about to speak.

Ai Hui's fingers were like swords, slashing through the air, stabbing, a ray of thunder light appeared on his fingertips, the thunder light was entangled, like a sword blade, sharp and dazzling.

This is......

Everyone was stunned for a moment, but Gu Xuan and several other tower masters were in a sudden beat.

They were very sensitive to the aura of the sword, and they could feel the sword intent contained in this thunder light, which was extremely domineering and full of the aura of destruction, which was completely different from Ai Hui's previous sword aura.

It seems like...... Get even more terrifying!

Ai Hui withdrew his fingers, his movements were full of rhythmic beauty, like a sword in its sheath, and the thunder light on his fingertips suddenly extinguished, dissipating invisible.

Ai Hui, it's really getting stronger.

Gu Xuan's heart became more and more certain at this moment.

His swordsmanship is profound, although he has not reached Ai Hui's realm, and he is not comparable to ordinary people. A pleasing sword move is not necessarily a powerful sword move, but a powerful sword move must be pleasing to the eye because it is more balanced, more coordinated, and more extreme.

Ai Hui's fingers were retracted one by one, two very casual movements, the rhythmic beauty that is difficult to describe in language, but these two ordinary movements became unusual.

Murray also noticed the action.

He put away the contempt in his heart, no matter where he is, a powerful person can always gain respect.

Previously, although Ai Hui was in the name of guarding the Thunder Master, in the eyes of Murray, he was just a newcomer who had just been promoted to a master.

Now he didn't think so, and a smile appeared on his face: "Congratulations Ai Shi!"

Ai Hui noticed Murray at the beginning, the other party had a restrained aura, obviously a master, and he returned the salute very politely: "Thank you, I don't know who Your Excellency is?"

Uncle Yu hurriedly stood up at this time and said respectfully: "Master Ai, this is Master Murray. ”

Ai Hui saw Uncle Yu and said in surprise: "Uncle Yu, is Senior Sister here?"

Uncle Yu respectfully reported: "Miss didn't come, Miss specially prepared a batch of fabrics for you, I don't know if you can use it?" Master Mu is a friend of the eldest young master, if it weren't for Master Mu along the way, we don't know if we can get there." ”

Ai Hui hurriedly thanked Murray: "Thank you Master Mu, you have worked hard!"

Murray shook his head and smiled: "They are all friends, so why be polite." ”

It is always gratifying for people to meet, Ai Hui asked about the current situation of his senior sister, and Uncle Yu told Mingxiu about returning to Emerald City, how to open an embroidery workshop, and how to create [Yuchuan Xiuori].

Ai Hui listened attentively, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth from time to time.

After chatting for a while, Ai Hui saw the tiredness on Uncle Yu's face before he suddenly reacted. Uncle Yu is so old that he must be very tired after a long journey, so he hurriedly asked Uncle Yu to rest.

However, Ai Hui did not let them unload the goods on the pack basin beast.

The sword tower of Lemon Camp was destroyed, and there was no point in staying there, so Ai Hui decided to take everyone to the newly built Fishback City.

Wang Xiaoshan's newly built city is on the mountain range of Heiyuzui Mountain, which looks like it is on the back of a fish, so everyone decided to name it Yubei City.

Regarding Ai Hui's ability to make a name, everyone chose not to give him this opportunity.

After resting for a long time, Uncle Yu's spirit recovered a lot, and when he heard that Ai Hui wanted them to go to the newly built Yubei City, he readily agreed. He came in person this time to find out how Ai Hui and the Matsuma faction were developing.

Hearing that they had built a new city, or that it had been completed by a Yuan Xiu, Uncle Yu was taken aback.

Even Murray was intrigued.

Tuxiu is now very poor, and the fall of Huangshajiao has caused Tuxiu's situation to be no different from that of fire cultivation. In the past, the work of building houses and other things was disdained by soil repairers with a little strength, but now they are breaking through.

However, it still sounds a bit strange to build a city by one person.

The members of the Thunder Sword have long been eager to leave this dilapidated camp, and they can't go to Matsuma Valley, and it's not bad to go to Fishback City. Everyone is more curious about how the boss will solve the problem of the sword tower.

Ai Hui's strength has grown, which has greatly boosted the morale of the team, especially the members of the Sword of Thunder. Follow a powerful boss, and the future is brighter.

Ai Hui and his departure were warmly greeted by the residents of Lemon Camp.

The terrible breath almost scared them to pee. If the Sword of Thunder cultivated like this every day, many of them would begin to consider whether or not to move out. The explosion just now scared them even more.

Now that they heard that Ai Hui was leaving, they were like a plague god.

With Ai Hui and Murray here, there is no problem with the safety along the way, but the speed of the Packpot Beast is not fast, which affects the speed of the team. Ai Hui was not in a hurry, and pulled everyone to cultivate along the way.

Without a sword tower, Ai Hui would not be able to defeat him.

The regenerated sword fetus allowed Ai Hui to keenly distinguish who was not in harmony among the crowd without the help of the sword tower.

A player who loses in a row will fall into the reserves, and his original position will be replaced by a player from the reserves who has performed well.

Today's Thunder Sword is three hundred, the position of the seven sword towers is two hundred and fifty-two, and there are still forty-eight people left to serve as reserves.

The training of the reserve team is exactly the same as that of other team members.

The competition mechanism was introduced, and the atmosphere immediately changed dramatically. Everybody doesn't want to fall into the reserves, and the reserves are gearing up and desperate for opportunities.

The enthusiasm of the team members for cultivation made Uncle Yu secretly surprised in his heart. The outside world is not optimistic about Ai Hui's Thunder Sword, but seeing it with his own eyes, Uncle Yu feels that Ai Hui is far more powerful than rumors.

This hand is not like a novice.

When they arrived at Fishback City, they all had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

"Is this really built by one person?"

Murray couldn't resist asking the question again.

Of the many cities he had seen, Fishback City was far from majestic, it didn't cover a large area, and it didn't accommodate a lot of people, but the thought of this city being built by one person was still unbelievable.

As soon as they entered the city, Shi Xueman, who heard the news, brought good news. (To be continued.) )