Chapter 42: Blood Sword

Rumble!

The peachwood sword roared, and the powerful force cut through the air, and it vaguely rolled up the white rainbow, and the sword edge was sharp and unstoppable! Li Yunuan was caught off guard for a while, and couldn't dodge, and when he was about to be stabbed in the heart by the peachwood sword, his body fell involuntarily as if he had lost control, and the peachwood sword slashed against his clothes, and the placket was also torn!

It's dangerous!

Li Yu grabbed his heart with palpitations, Fang Cai's fall seemed to be a coincidence, but in fact-

("This guy is really working hard, and this kind of qualification has actually touched the threshold of sword intent.) ”)

In the sea of knowledge, Yuehua commented in surprise that when Li Yunuan was about to be stabbed by the peachwood sword, it was he who immediately took the opportunity to seize control of his body, and only then did he escape Li Yunuan from the mortal situation at the last moment.

Although "poof" fell on his back and was a little embarrassed.

However, Li Yunuan didn't have time to thank or refute, she didn't even get up yet, she only heard a "huh", and the second blow full of murderous aura flew over.

Compared to the first sword as gorgeous as Bai Hong, the speed of the second sword was obviously much slower, and the blade of the sword pulled out a stagnant arc in the air, and there was a faint thing called momentum in it, which was overwhelming, overwhelming Li Yunuan!

This sword will be hit, it will be killed!

Because I'm Duan Ganchang!

Before the sword was shot, Li Yunuan read such information.

Absolute self-confidence, absolute strength!

Duan Ganchang, who is quite famous even among the inner disciples, although he has mediocre talent but works hard, he failed to participate in the last audit, just because he worked too hard when practicing the sword, which caused the tiger's mouth to tear and severely strain his wrist, and he had to recuperate.

It was a sword, but the sword shadows that appeared in front of him were innumerable, layered on top of each other, sharp as a rainstorm, there was nowhere to escape, and it was impossible to escape!

Will I be torn apart when I am stabbed? But when I was scorched by the pure fire, I had already broken it countless times!

Li Yunuan, who burst out of courage from the depths of fear, raised his head and stared intently at Duan Ganchang's incomparably sharp blow, the attack like a meteor chasing the moon was broken down into countless small ones in his eyes, every trace of afterimage left by the peach wood sword in the air was unprecedentedly clear, and the impeccable sword intent also revealed a flaw, his body seemed to be controlled by another soul, he raised his hand, and simply slashed at Duan Ganchang without any fancy horizontal slashing, but it was precisely cut at Duan Ganchang's left shoulder - the only dead hole!

Collapse!

Click!

The wooden sword slashing on the shoulder does not hurt, but ordinary as Li Yunuan can actually find the essence in the chaotic appearance, ignoring everything and hitting the point, which suddenly made the onlookers show surprise, and the sound of discussion is endless. Murong Shuang, who was standing behind Su Hongye, showed a disgusted expression on her beautiful face: "The blind cat meets the dead mouse!" she muttered in a low voice, and Su Hongye, who was close at hand, heard the sound and glared back at her unhappily.

On the bluestone platform, Duan Ganchang, who was slashed in the shoulder by a wooden sword, took half a step back, and when he stood for a moment again, his expression was a little gloomy.

"I originally wanted to show mercy!"

He announced in a low voice, his left hand grabbed the peachwood sword, his right hand still held the hilt of the sword, and his hands worked together, only to hear the sound of "pop", the peachwood sword was torn apart! The fragments did not fall to the ground, they were driven by the slightly fishy sword intent, they converged again, forming a new peachwood sword, suspended in the air, waiting for Duan Ganchang to grasp it again.

It's just that this brand-new peachwood sword has the same appearance as the original peachwood sword, but it is broken and reconstituted, and it may incarnate countless again at any time, stabbing Li Yunuan into a thousand holes!

Call!

Phew—Phew!

The speed of air flow became strange, and on the high platform, the hem of Li Yunuan's clothes was blown up by the wind from an unknown source, and his breathing became difficult because of the fishy smell blowing on his face, and his eyes were a little unable to open.

She held on to her spirit, and saw Duan Ganchang holding the sword in his right hand, pointing his left index finger at the center of his eyebrows, and his fingertips slashed, a drop of scarlet thick and abnormal blood flowed out, and landed on the peach wood sword with a click, but it did not fuse, but as if it gained life in an instant, dancing like a snake, and the peach wood sword shook and flew up under the control of this drop of blood.

Edgeworthiness?!

The inner disciples who were watching from the sidelines all exclaimed, the imperial sword was not unusual, what was strange was Duan Ganchang's method, this method of controlling the peach wood sword with soul blood, even in the library pavilion was not recorded! But he succeeded, and he also controlled the peach wood sword as if it was a part of his body!

The sword was only obtained today, and it has never been cultivated!

Curiosity is curiosity, but no one is vigilant, and the senior brothers and sisters in the inner gate were surprised by Duan Ganchang's skillful technique, and at the same time, they watched with great interest Li Yunuan on the bluestone platform being chased by the peach wood sword and fleeing left and right, embarrassed, and burst into laughter from time to time.

So they didn't notice that the general under the Enlightenment Tree had stopped reading the scroll for a while, and he raised his head, his indifferent eyes reflecting the two figures on the bluestone platform.

......

......

It seems that the situation is worse than expected!

While fleeing in embarrassment, she thought nervously, Li Yunuan didn't dare to meet the edge of the peachwood sword, she could smell the rich stench of blood beads on the peachwood sword, just a drop, but it was like an overwhelming sea of blood, surging, stretching out her dark hands, forcing her to return to the night when people were full of people!

- She's not afraid to go through nightmares, she just doesn't want to face the cruel fact that there is no Brother Yayin holding hands in the nightmare!

But it is obviously impossible to blindly escape, she has already run to the edge of the stone platform, and she is about to fall, Li Yunuan immediately stopped, turned around, concentrated and meditated, held the sword with both hands, and filled all the aura that could be grasped in her body into the peachwood sword, and then spit it out heavily, the wooden sword that flashed with golden light slashed hard, and the peachwood sword that shimmered with the light of the sea of blood cracked in response!

Li Yunuan took a long breath, but before the airflow passed through his throat and could be spit out, something happened in front of him!

The peachwood sword that was torn apart by her full blow had not yet landed, and had turned into powder like thin needles suspended in the air, each of which dragged a long wisp of blood smoke, and these extremely fine smoke grew when it saw the wind, and in the blink of an eye, the entire platform was swept into a thick blood red, and the five fingers could not be seen.

The air was as heavy as solid, thick as a pouring of scarlet pressed down, trapping her in a sea of blood.

It stinks!

The fear of not being able to see things made Li Yunuan only hold the wooden sword tightly, but her eyes could no longer see her hands, and there was something crawling in the dark, she didn't dare to bow her head, for fear of seeing that the evil ghosts of hell had grabbed her feet.

Swish!

Whew!

The thing was getting closer and closer, and she gritted her teeth, her fingers digging into the wooden sword!

In the boundless sea of blood, a light appeared, a faint golden light.

The golden light made her see something clearly, it turned out that this boundless sea of blood was actually just blood dust, they condensed into large pieces, subtle and invisible, but when they touched the golden light of the peachwood sword, they stirred nervously, revealing the essence of dust.

- Like a storm blowing in the vast ocean.

Blood and dust surged, hatred, jealousy, helplessness, sadness, unwillingness...... Countless negative emotions rolled violently, like a sea of blood already existed in life, thick raging ropes wrapped around the body, stretched out long whiskers, crossed the cheeks, caressed the center of the eyebrows, trying to invade the sea of knowledge!

Fortunately, when the negative emotions hidden in the sea of blood tried to invade the sea of knowledge, Li Yunuan was still awake.

Get lost!

Get it all out of here!

Cursing, but they still sneaked in tirelessly, disgusted like a cold-blooded animal sliding across their skin, Li Yunuan grimaced, closed his eyes, clenched his wooden sword, and prepared to split.

Suddenly—

In the endless darkness, a cold sword light containing the moon fell from the sky, and the dim world was divided into two halves, and the heart-warming cold roared, gathering the blood and red, and the scene was very weird!

What the hell is going on!

In an instant, it was so cold, all the temperature disappeared, only the cold that raged her soul remained, beside her, the sea of blood was still surging, she could feel endless negative emotions, but these emotions lost their initial strength, became weak and even shivered.

The long sword pierced through the darkness in front of him, and the earth-shattering sword was covered with a strong nostalgia.

She finally remembered that on the night of the fall of the Southern Tang Palace, the sword in the hand of her brother Yin!

It is the sword intent after depriving all emotions, bringing the breath of the other side, and it is powerful not only because of the thousands of changes contained in it, but because of the vastness and majesty that are implemented in this sword!

Amazing, yet desperate!

I see!

No wonder Brother Yeyin was able to stand on the highest place, because his heart never looked at this world anymore.

Will I really be able to keep up with him?

I can't catch up, but I have to catch up!

That's the only thing I can do!

In the dark, a pair of invisible hands folded her hands, and in an instant, her mind was connected, everything became slow, the vast sea of red was split in half, and the aftermath of the sword momentum was shattered into thousands of sword intents, burning with flames, chasing and killing those red powder that scattered and fled, like a shark crossing the border, and more like a wind sweeping away leaves, and the sonorous sound was endless.

The smoke cleared, and Senior Brother Duan, who had resorted to the evil method, also fell to the ground, unconscious. The inner gate law enforcement disciples rushed up and found that his meridians had long since withered, and his whole body was curled up like air-dried meat.

Li Yunuan, who had escaped death, sat on the ground in a daze, his physical strength and spirit were seriously overdrawn, he was covered in sweat, the wind was blowing, the cold was coming, and he was shivering.

Did I really send that sword just now?

Senior Yuehua, you actually have such a powerful and terrifying power?!

("I'm sorry, but the only sword I could barely see just now wasn't from my borrowed hand.") If I had made a move, this sword screen would no longer exist. ”)

In the sea of knowledge, Yuehua's voice floated coldly. Li Yunuan knew that he didn't need to lie, but besides him, it could be who.

("From the very beginning, I could see that Duan Ganchang's body had borrowed something very dirty and smelly, and the sword just now was not a sword technique at all, but that thing was manipulating the peachwood sword. It also sees that there are good things in your body. It's a pity that he is still ignorant, and he hasn't even seen his whereabouts in the control of others for a long time. As for me, I was planning to come forward to help you clean up that thing that I don't know if I didn't know whether to live or die, but - your little master seems to care about you very much. ”)

Little Taishizu?

Li Yunuan only felt that the cold water was drenched, and he didn't even have the courage to raise his head.

Is what Yuehua said true? Did Fang Cai really save himself from Master Luotai?

It's just that a touch of distraction can send out a mighty sword intent that cuts through heaven and earth, compared to the realm of Master Ancestor, I am really as small as an ant!

In a faint melancholy, she raised her head and vaguely saw that under the enlightenment tree, the young man in green shirt moved his fingers lightly, moving the scroll between his sleeves by half an inch, and his face was flat as usual. If it weren't for the promise of Yuehua's predecessors, Li Yunuan wouldn't have dared to believe that Fang Cai really saved Master Lu Tai from a life-and-death situation!

For what?

Syllable!

The wooden sword fell to the ground, and she closed her tired eyes from exhaustion.