Chapter Twenty-Three: The Sword of the Furious Wind Slashes the Soul
Even if it is the descendants of the Marios family, it is not easy to enter the Hall of Shimmering Gold, although Horn uses a sword, but the sword is connected, and the stone of the mountain can attack the jade, there is no difference, the blade of the sword is sharpened, and the Hall of the Shining Gold of the Marios family finally ushered in a rare top swordsmanship. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
No one knows the exact location of the Hall of Shimmering Gold, it seems to be constantly changing, and can only be opened with the Marios Family Master's Token, and each subsequent generation of Marios House Masters has improved the Hall of Shimmering Gold, gradually making it more and more esoteric, hiding many secrets, which is why many people want to find out.
Horn was brought into the Hall of Glittering Gold after being sealed with his five senses, and then he felt like he had entered another world, and the five senses returned to normal, and he found himself in a very ordinary inner hall.
The cyan floor tiles, the cyan walls, and a yellow lamp reflected like a bean were mottled, and if it weren't for the huge whetstone standing in front of him, Horn would have thought he was in the wrong place.
"That's right, this is it. Horn quickly noticed the difference.
The air was squeezing with a strange aura, it was a metaphysical will, Horn closed his eyes, his mind fell into an ethereal state, and immediately felt a sharp breath like a knife surging from all directions, squeezing frantically towards himself.
It was as if he had suddenly had an extra body, standing on the void, his surroundings undulating, with no point of focus, and it felt like Horn was out of his body.
Sure enough, the truth is the same, any power that reaches a certain level is connected, whether it is a warrior or a knight, an assassin, or even a warlock or a wizard, and then he felt that the qi that was swarming towards him from the front and back to the left and right suddenly turned into countless flashing blades, shooting towards him.
"This is the sharpening of the blade of the Golden Hall, not the knife, but itself. Horn knew it in his heart, his spirit was condensed, and a sword naturally appeared in his palm, and immediately the sharp sword light swarmed around.
"Horn" casually took out the sword, and the sword collided, setting off a stormy wave in the consciousness space, and the countless sword lights seemed to be inexhaustible, constantly generating and changing.
Horn also seemed to be untireless, constantly swinging his sword, slashing, swinging his sword, and striking again......
One, two, three......
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Finally, on the third day, Horn woke up, sweaty, soaking wet, although it was just a battle in the consciousness space, but for Horn it was no less than a life-and-death struggle, and his spirit was exhausted to the extreme.
There is an extra lunch box and a pot of water in the Golden Hall, which is a simple vegetarian food, which is the food supplied from the outside. The Hall of Shimmering Gold is a place to sharpen people, some people stay for less than a day, and some can hold on for several days, it all depends on the individual, and the longer the individual stays, the greater the benefit to himself.
After briefly replenishing the food and water, Horn fell into silence again, and in his mind, countless swords and swords and shadows rippled again, until ten days later, Horn suddenly opened his eyes, his forehead was full of beads of sweat, his face was pale, and he couldn't hide his tiredness.
"I finally broke through the sword light of the consciousness space, but it was almost to the limit. Horn muttered to himself.
Then, at this moment, there was an additional figure in front of him. "No, it's not reality, I'm still in the space of consciousness. Horn's eyes widened suddenly, and his expression was shocked.
It was like an inception, he didn't return to reality, but fell from the first layer of space into a deeper dream space, he looked at the figure and found that he couldn't see clearly at all, it was the outline of a humanoid with a white light.
But even so, the figure gave Horn an extremely dangerous feeling, and Horn's gaze became solemn.
The figure looked at Horn and said, "Very good, I didn't expect that there are people in the descendants of the Marios family who can have such strength at this age. ”
"Now I'll take your realm, remember, you only have ten days in this nightmare realm, cherish it. Before Horn could react, the figure shot directly.
When he stood there, he was like an ordinary figure, but after he made a move, it turned into a knife, sharp and indescribable, Horn was just a blink of an eye, and the blade was already in front of his eyes.
Horn immediately drew his sword, the figure put too much pressure on him, and the sword collided, setting off a stormy wave. In an instant, the same figures came out of countless lights and shadows, they had different postures, all of them took out knives at the same time, although there was no knife in their hands, but people were knives.
"No knife is better than a knife. Horn's heart was beating violently, and at this moment, the pressure from the outside world on him reached its limit.
"Kill the white light. In the space of consciousness, Horn let out a low sigh, and finally used that move under the pressure that was about to crush himself.
At this moment, the gear dial was fused with hundreds of sets of swordsmanship, and the final sword 'Sudden Kill White Light' burst out with brilliant light.
A sword light soared out from the top of Horn's head, and the white light was full in the consciousness space, blooming with an indescribable aura, Horn's hair flew, and he stretched out his hand to point, and immediately the sword light was divided into two, two, four, eight, and eight......
In an instant, the sky was filled with indescribable brilliant sword shadows, and hundreds of white sword lights condensed like substance, and with Horn's finger, under his control, they swept through the air and headed towards the countless figures.
"Bang bang bang. The sword light collided, the sword light shot out, and countless sword shadows and sword light were annihilated and reorganized, constantly repeating, and in an instant, Horn's sword light was consumed.
Then, the endless white light completely covered Horn's figure, Horn's breath disappeared, and after a while, his figure appeared again in the consciousness space, still a little abruptly.
"It means you've already died once. He knew in his heart, and when he looked at the figure again, Horn's eyes were more solemn.
"Come again. He said in a deep voice, and immediately an overwhelming white sword light covered his figure.
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Consciousness space, ten days later.
"Kill the white light. Horn let out a deep sigh, stretched out his hand, and the sword light in the sky diverged, colliding with countless figures with white light.
Horn seemed to hold a big sword in his hand, condensed his will, and the battle soul entered the body, and directly slashed out with a sword, as if splitting a world, and he said in a condensed voice: "The heroic spirit of the sword enters the body, the will of the battle soul, and the sword of the angry wind - soul slash." ”
At the moment when Horn held the big sword and slashed it out, the will of the battle spirit exploded, and a scorching white sword qi pulled away, like a white light arrow on the bow, and one arrow pierced through the white sun.