"Whew!"

I don't know how long later, Yi Yang finally fell.

The broken sword slammed into the edge of the cliff, and the young man leaned on it.

"From the first time I saw you, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, you make me smile inside, your eyes are lovely and beautiful, I hope you don't forget me. ”

At the same time, Yi Yang pulled out the lid of the wine and poured down another sip of spirits.

"I want you to be with me and let me have you, you are my everything, my shining sunshine. ”

"Because you are like lightning striking me, so scared and happy, I don't think I will be the same after I have you. ”

"You're my princess!"

Yi Yang drank a lot of wine, and when he was too strong to drink, he poured out all the inner monologues, maybe only in this way could he feel a little better in his heart.

He thought of the scene when the girl wept and was sad, that scene that he would never forget, and he felt that he would always feel guilty about the latter.

But what can be done? The past is gone, Yi Yang is a loving person, but the reality makes him have to become a ruthless person.

Only the Broken Sword accompanies you.

can't forget Luo Xiaotian's face, but the ending can't be changed.

Her care, her every move, was deeply imprinted in Yi Yang's mind, and now Yi Yang's world lost its color and turned gray.

"I miss you, I miss you, all of them, I am an ominous person, and now I only want revenge. ”

The more painful it was, the more it made Yi Yang's heart ache, and the more helpless he became, making him a cold person.

"Here comes the sword!"

In order to vent the helplessness in his heart, Yi Yang held his sword and rose to the sky.

The Horror Sword continued to tremble, and it seemed to sense the emotions in Yi Yang's heart at the moment.

Man and sword merge into heaven and earth.

The snowflakes were scattered, the snowflakes splashed, back and forth, Yi Yang repeatedly swung his sword bravely, and he used all his strength to stir vertically and horizontally.

"Smack!"

A boulder fell, and it was slashed by Yi Yang's sword qi.

The sword, although it was not made out of the magic by Yi Yang, was just right.

His sword, in which case gradually became stronger.

Many times, he almost lost his strength, but he still managed to hold on.

However, it is a pity that the sword qi is still only making a buzzing sound, and it has not yet reached its peak state.

Perhaps Yi Yang's proficiency is not high, and he can only move forward in the future in his slow exploration.

"I'm unwilling!" Yi Yang roared!

Leaping high, a sword slashed out, sending a ripple through the air.

"Why, why am I an ominous person. ”

The words fell, the blade of the sword stabbed out, and under the stillness of the air, a thunderclap suddenly came to mind.

This situation is extremely shocking, a sword actually pierced out a thunderous sound, how powerful is this.

Just by virtue of the sword itself, it can make the air thunder, which is the explosion of space.

Of course, Yi Yang still didn't find out this because of excessive resentment.

"Huh!"

Yi Yang's figure formed a word horse in the air, and his arms held the hilt of the sword and fiercely downward, and another sword slashed out, and the thunder reappeared.

The occurrence of such a bizarre event should have been taken seriously, but unfortunately, Yi Yang was immersed.

"Unexpectedly, let me meet you, God, your arrangement makes me uncomfortable. Yi Yang roared.

A strong person likes a woman who is much stronger than himself, and wants to reach out to protect him, but he finds that he does not have this strength.

"Fright Sword, am I a fool!"

The hands that clenched the hilt of the sword suddenly let go, and then the palms reversed, and the Horror Sword immediately spun wildly, like a whirlwind.

"Kill!"

A palm slapped it on the top of the hilt of the sword, and the horror immediately turned and exploded towards the stone wall like a dragon out of the sea.

In an instant, the thunder exploded, and at the same time, Yi Yang finally woke up and returned from his state of trance.

The dark eyes were sharp, the look was fierce, and the sword eyebrows were furrowed.

"The thunder appeared, was it from the horror?"

Yi Yang couldn't understand this situation, and he didn't know when the thunder appeared.

"Sonorous!"

The frightened soul escaped into the stone wall, and the rubble was scattered.

"Come!"

The palm of his hand sucked sharply, the sword trembled, and then he galloped obediently.

"Fright Sword, what's wrong with you?

"It's a pity that you can't talk to me!" Yi Yang smiled bitterly.

"Flowing Cloud Slash!"

After talking and laughing bitterly, he let out a loud cry, and Liuyun slashed out and killed towards the edge of the cliff.

The sword is blue, and its power is terrifying.

The thunder came out again, and where the sword qi had been killed, an extremely long gully appeared, which was created by clouds and mist.

It seems to form a long bridge with the horizon, and finally the ravine disappears into the sea of clouds.

"It's so powerful, Liuyun Slash, it's stronger than before..."Clearly feeling the power of the sword qi, Yi Yang himself was shocked.

Kill the move, hit the enemy, if the opponent's strength is not good, he will be directly divided, and even the body will be exploded.

"Thunder, is this a unique feature of me and the horror after merging?"

The wrist was reversed, and he faced Yi Yang in horror.

"Will there be thunder in every attack?" tentatively, Yi Yang struck out sideways.

This time, however, the thunder did not come as expected.

Suddenly, I was puzzled, but one thing was certain, there was thunder before.

"Am I using the wrong method?"

However, just when Yi Yang was puzzled by the thunder, his palms became hot in vain.

"Huh?"

Yi Yang was surprised, it was so cold that his palm felt like it was about to burn.

He put down the Fright Sword and looked at his palm.

"Three talent lines in the palm?"

It was found that the cause was caused by the three cai lines in the palm.

There are three lines on the palm of his hand, which are used for refining qi, but he has never cared about the three-grade bloodline, he has been practicing body refining, but now there have been incredible changes.

"Why did it turn into red blood lines?" his pupils shrank, stunned.

It was very hot, and the blood was surging in the lines, like magma, tearing and painful.

In such a cold world, Yi Yang had a feeling that the three cai lines in his palm were going to burn him.

"You were the one who caused the thunder of the Fright Sword...", I kept guessing in my heart.

"The power of the bloodline, the three-grade bloodline, what changes are you going to have?"

The changes in his body became more and more intense, Yi Yang sat cross-legged, and he had to wait solemnly now, and an accident appeared.

"Drink!"

Yi Yang let out a low roar and put his palms together.

"It doesn't fit together. ”

When his hands were about to approach, Yi Yang found that there seemed to be something between his palms that was trying his best to resist.

In addition, the blood-red lines in the three cai patterns on his palm seemed to be beating and splashing out.

looked shocked, this can't be helped, the blood in the Sancai pattern is splashing, it is definitely a big deal.

In a panic, he immediately separated his palms. Immediately, the feeling of the pulse of the blood was much more relaxed.

"Is my method wrong?" the first time I encountered this situation, I made the move just now.

The three cai patterns in the palm of his hand are the only capital for Yi Yang's qi refining, if it really disappears because of the current changes, Yi Yang will probably scold his mother.

Sadly, he didn't know what to do with the current riot.

The palm of his hand was very hot, and it felt like lava was surging inside.

"Can anyone tell me what to do..."Yi Yang was anxious, staring at the three blood lines.

"Whoosh!"

The strong wind swept through, and the sharp blade of the Horror Sword suddenly slashed across Yi Yang's palm.

Blood splattered out, and in an instant, Yi Yang's face changed greatly.

The action of the Horror Sword was too surprising to Yi Yang, and it was hard to believe.

But something even more surprising happened.

The blood did not fall towards the ground, but formed a streamline, slowly merging into the body of the Horror Sword.

"Do you need the power of my bloodline?" Yi Yang said in shock.

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt an indescribable pleasure in his flesh.

"Why do I feel now that this blood is alien to my physical body, as if it were not mine. Yi Yang frowned.

He had a gut feeling that the power of this bloodline was not his own, but he couldn't say what it tasted like.

"My bloodline has long been grafted by others, but I have three talent lines in my palm, it's so strange. ”

Now that the bloodline has been drained by the Soul Sword, Yi Yang feels very happy, he is very strange, why is this.

"I myself am like a fountain, because the three cai lines in my palm blocked the novent, I didn't feel it before, but now after the horror is gone, it is much more enjoyable. Yi Yang muttered to himself.

"You have smoked my blood, so what will I do if I refine my qi in the future?" and then became distressed.

But the power of the bloodline is still being absorbed by the Fright Sword, and this strange thing is still happening.

"It's strange, although this bloodline power is kind to me, it is definitely not mine, I am absolutely sure!" Yi Yang frowned and muttered.