Jian Ming was noncommittal, but obediently walked to the side with the sword in his arms, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Tang Yin breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly found that his back was full of cold sweat. It seems to be the right move.

In the past, when I heard the sword slave talk about Zhuangzi, I would definitely mention this sword inscription. He also said that if it weren't for Jian Ming, he would not have come to this height. It is unimaginable that a person with such an arrogant heart as a sword slave would have such respect for a person, and this person is still practicing kendo with him.

Bet on yourself, Jian Ming will definitely be the same as Jian Nu, although both sides disdain each other, but they both regard each other as their old enemies in their hearts. To deal with an old enemy, you can either beat it directly into a pulp with a stick, but generally this trick will not work, otherwise it will not be an old enemy. Then it will only be one, when the old enemy has the opportunity to break through, even if they know that after the other party breaks through, they will still watch him break through very gentlemanly, and even help him protect the Fa!

This kind of mentality, Wang Qi is generally called a suicidal conceit that belongs to neurosis, and he thinks it is true, but at present, it seems that he and Wang Qi are both people who know that they will never do it, but it seems that there are too many more sober people like the two of them than the two of them.

Tang Yin asked the brothers not to be like a big enemy, since Jian Ming let the sword slave break through by default, he would not interrupt halfway. Rest assured.

The sword slave whose body is constantly sinking, but at this time he is experiencing a battle related to life and death.

Unlike the previous little bit of sink, a little bit of confrontation and fighting comprehension, at this time, the pool water had already submerged to his heart and veins, and in an instant, it was over the top of his head. As a result of the sudden increase in the water layer, the sword slave was in a hurry in an instant, and he was stumbling.

Quantitative change can bring about qualitative change, this is an immutable law. For the Sword Washing Pool, although it lacks spirituality, it does not lack spiritual substance in it. The reason why he did not form his own spirituality was because there was no proper external force acting over the years. And now, the appearance of the sword slave makes this external force just right.

The sword slave is making breakthroughs and perfecting with the help of the sword washing pool, and the sword washing pool is also gradually accumulating the experience of giving birth to spirituality through this process. At this moment, the water level that suddenly skyrocketed was the initial attempt to gather spirits in the Sword Washing Pool.

The results are still very gratifying. The sword slave's left and right flaws are proof of this. However, because it was the first attempt, it didn't last long, and because of this, it gave the sword slave a chance to breathe. Otherwise, if the qualitative change formed by the surging water level is followed by a fierce pursuit, the sword slave will have no other end than death.

The current situation is that this qualitative change of the sword path directly rushed into the heart of the sword slave in a smart way, but after rushing into the heart line, it fell back into a separate situation.

The sword slave divided his heart to protect his heart, and then began to "exterminate" these sword wills one by one.

In this process, there are constantly streams of qualitative changes in the will of the sword path rushing in from all angles of the sword slave's body, and the target is also the other key points on the body.

The sword slave, who was already in a hurry, suddenly realized how arrogant he was in choosing to temper his sword path in the sword washing pool. How many dozens of kendo wills in the body that can kill one side with a little cultivation are raging, and their own kendo is far from each other in terms of accumulation and comprehension. I'm completely dying!

The mind moved. If you die, then you will be a big one! Isn't it a big deal?

The Sen Sen sword qi surrounding his body flew back into his body, like a sharpened scythe, harvesting the huge sword will in his body like cutting wheat.

In the final analysis, you just have the foundation of great power, and if you really want to exert these powerful powers, you still need some hardware support. I am certainly inferior to you in the way of the sword, but I have the unparalleled killing treasure in the world in hardware!

Come on, hurt each other!

This is a true portrayal of the sword slave's mentality at the moment.

When the sword qi enters the body, if it is the maintenance of An An, there is nothing, but the sword slave's practice of treating his body as a battlefield and using the sword qi of the gods is undoubtedly using his own life to deal with these tricky sword wills.

In an instant, the sword slave, who was not known for being a hero in the flesh, had countless wounds on his body, blood sprayed wildly, and the whole person was like a blood gourd, instantly dyeing the entire sword washing pool red.

Tang Yin's eyes turned red all of a sudden. The same red-eyed, and the brothers.

What is the sword slave doing! Why does he put the sword qi that protects the flesh into his body? The surging sword washing pool water outside will tear you apart!

"Save people!" Tang Yin said through gritted teeth.

Jian Ming raised his eyes at this time, glanced at the sword washing pool, and said resolutely: "Don't move." Otherwise, I will draw a sword. ”

Tang Yin turned his head, looked at Jian Ming with an indifferent face, his expression was hideous, and he said word by word: "Shut up Lao Tzu!" Tang Yin, who has always been well-cultivated, popped out the word "Lao Tzu" in his mouth, and you can imagine how angry he was.

Jian Ming sneered: "I bet that I won't interrupt the breakthrough of the sword slave, but now I am like a red-eyed hungry dog who has lost his family, one after the other, and let me see the changes in human nature." ”

Meng Zhen jumped up, the discomfort on his feet seemed to disappear, he walked over and grabbed Jian Ming's collar, picked him up, and said, "If you say one more word, I will tear you apart, do you believe it or not?" Meng Zhen's figure, when he said such a thing, no one would doubt it.

"Before you tear me apart, I promise you'll die first. Jian Ming's expression remained unchanged, and he said coldly.

"And now?" the monkey's voice suddenly rang in Jian Ming's ears.

Jian Ming's expression only changed, and he quickly returned to normal, "Assassin of the Stealth Path, but are you lethal enough?"

"You don't have to worry about whether it's enough, I'm just curious, why do you have an indifferent face when your old enemy wants to die?" Chen Yang leaned his back against the wall and said leisurely. "Is it a pseudo-enemy? Or is it going to be okay with the sword slave? Things are getting interesting, Meng Zhen, put him down, monkey, take the knife back first. I'd like to hear what he has to say to us. ”

Tang Yin's scarlet eyes, the threat of the monkey and Meng Zhen did not make Jian Ming's face change much, but the moment Chen Yang spoke, Jian Ming's face changed greatly. Because from the time he came in to the time Chen Yang opened his mouth, and even now, he didn't know where Chen Yang was! This feeling of being completely unpredictable was the reason why Jian Ming changed color.

Chen Yang walked out of the shadows. The silver-white robe on his body shimmered with a faint bright silver on the place where the robe rested. Lightning!Jian Ming's heart was even heavier. has this kind of ability, and he still dresses like this, except for the Chen family, there is nothing else.

"Chen family?" Jian Ming quickly gathered his good mood and said.

"Chenyang. Chen Yang was quite generous and stretched out his hand to say hello.

Jian Ming looked at Chen Yang's hand, and after a while, he stretched out his hand. Hold it lightly, and let go.

"I'm curious about your attitude just now, and you told me?" Chen Yang asked very familiarly.

Jian Ming looked at Chen Yang and was silent for a long time. Chen Yang touched his face and said, "I'm just handsome, so I won't let you look at me like this all the time, right?"

The corners of Jian Ming's mouth twitched. After calming down his emotions, he said, "I am a sword cultivator, and so am the sword slaves." In a way, I know him better than you, even though you are his brothers. The current sword slave is falling into a critical juncture, if it can be broken, it will soar into the sky, and if it is not broken, it will die. If you go and save him now, you will help him not to be broken. As a sword cultivator, I am envious, as an old enemy, I am gritting my teeth, and as a clan brother, I am grateful. ”

Chen Yang nodded, and was about to leave. Jian Ming suddenly spoke: "The Sword Washing Pool is the forbidden place of my villa, I don't know why the Sword Slave promised you to let you in, and I won't pursue it." I just hope that when you go out from now on, you don't take anything with you, and you don't talk about it to anyone. It's the lifeblood of the lodge, please. ”

Chen Yang raised his eyebrows, turned his head and said, "I can promise you the first sentence, but the second sentence will not work." ”

"Why!" Jian Ming's mood became unstable. Of the two conditions, the latter is obviously much more critical than the first.

"Because there's going to be a bastard who will do everything in his power to tell him what we've seen here, and unfortunately, we're not going to say no to that guy. But I can assure you that no one will say anything but him. ”

Fortunately, there is still room for maneuver, and everything is fine. Jian Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly asked curiously, "Who is that person?"

Chen Yang said resentfully: "Boss." ”

Chen Yang, who was gradually walking away, would not care what kind of turbulent waves this sentence would stir up in Jian Ming's heart. Although Jian Ming was disdainful on his face, he still admired the skills of these brothers of Jian Nu. There are more than a dozen people in a group, none of them are obvious weaknesses, and none of them are the same as others, all of them are like people, and it is already very shocking to be together, and now they actually know that there is a boss who leads them, Jian Ming is not afraid to see the ghost!

Who is this boss and what does he want to do!

Jian Ming was thinking like crazy in his heart. I walked out of the sword washing pool in a daze, and I didn't even realize it. It wasn't until I got home that I came back to my senses. In addition to awe, there is also a trace of admiration for the mysterious boss in my heart. Being able to gather these people, this ability made him admire.

"Why didn't Xiao Ming come back with his thoughts?" the sword master asked.

The squire shook his head. "Only Young Master Ming entered the Sword Washing Pool alone, and we don't know what happened. But one thing is for sure, something must have happened in the sword washing pool, otherwise Young Master Ming would not have been so gaffe. ”

"By the way, did Xiao Ming and the sword slave meet?"

"Yes. ”

"Is the sword slave out?"

"Not at the moment. ”

The sword master's eyes narrowed. "Send someone into the sword washing pool in the name of cleaning, clear the sword slave for me!

"Yes!"

The squire went out. The sword master's eyes narrowed again and again.

"Squint your eyes, why don't you ask me something you can't figure out?" suddenly a voice sounded in the room.

"You make me unpredictable, I don't dare. The sword master admitted his cowardice very shamefully. If it spreads out, it must make the jaws of the whole continent drop. Who is this person, who actually makes the sword master ashamed of himself?

A slender figure walked over slowly. Isn't it Qin Yumo or anyone?But he smiled and said, "Unpredictable?I feel the same way, Lord 'Sword Master'?"