An ordinary sword, unremarkable, but with an indomitable spirit.

The person who is heading forward seems to never tire of anything, and this is the essence of it.

Being able to come here is extraordinary, and it is really not an ordinary person.

Although he is still here, his skills are not as good as others, and it is not that he does not work hard.

Life is impermanent, and it is always smooth sailing.

There will always be a time when things don't go well, and maybe it will happen to fall here.

Click

The rock suddenly cut off the stone sword, because he knew enough to accumulate strength for the next step, he had to do so.

Although I admire this person, I can't always accompany him like this.

A dead man, his eyes staring ahead as a living man.

Instead of holding on.

It is enough to have an understanding.

Your own sword is your own way.

It is impossible to go the path of the loser.

No matter how amazing and powerful it is, it is still a failure after all.

Gaining experience and lessons from this is the ultimate goal.

The man stopped, glanced down at the stone sword in his hand, and his throat gurgled.

If you don't admit it, you have to admit it.

It's not as good as it's not as good.

"I lost ......"

Crash!

The corpse fell like sand and scattered to the ground, and the dust returned to dust.

That kind of unwillingness to go up and down in the world came to an end.

Because I took it and knew it, I could look at it.

The qi dissipated and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Click

In the same area, countless stone swords trembled three times in a row, like a ritual.

Farewell to the strong.

The memory of such a strong man.

The corpses on it all turned their heads to look, but instead of the rocks, they looked at the pile of soil.

It's really dust to dust, dust to dust.

A new generation replaces the old, and the king also has a replacement.

The big waves wash the sand, go forward and follow.

The strong are invincible, and the brave are fearless.

But it's always the winner who wins.

This has been the case since ancient times, it is now so, and it will continue to be true in the future.

The corpse in front of the rock was silent, as if acquiescing that he was better than them.

A world where the strong are respected.

The king has what he deserves.

Further on, the corpses hanging from the stone swords were much more sparse, and it was obviously a dividing line.

Crash

It was a tall and mighty man's corpse, and at this moment, one turned around and drew the stone sword that was inserted into his body.

The arrival of the rock awakened him from his slumber.

It was as if he was not drawing a sword from his own body.

Calm and calm, neat and majestic.

The rock was stunned for a moment.

The tall and mighty man raised his sword above his head and pointed his other index finger at the rock.

"Draw the sword"

He shouted loudly, as if he was very impatient.

Draw the sword, draw the sword again.

How is it possible to pull out the rocks.

"This sword is enough."

The rock shook the sword in his hand, and the sword came out.

In his opinion, how could this ordinary sword in his hand be blocked.

Even if it is unfavorable, there are more ordinary sword weapons like this around me.

The biggest reason, of course, is that I don't want to pull out that sword.

Bang dang

The tall and mighty man stopped talking, and had no intention of forcing it.

Swing the sword and slash, just like others, the sword is also powerful and domineering.

Sword after sword, strong and fierce, big open and close, big ups and downs.

Bang bang

It hasn't been broken since the first sound, a series of clanging sounds.

The rock retreated again and again in this series of clanging sounds, without a trace of fighting back, it was completely passive defense, and there was no chance of counterattack.

One step forward, one step ahead.

This is the charm of Bajian.

The other party is too powerful, fierce and domineering, just like him.

Such a kendo is a sword overlord.

However, the basic defense is still good, but I was stunned by the opponent as soon as I came up, but I didn't expect it to be so fierce, and I haven't been able to adjust it in time.

Just when he was thinking about how to fight back, the tall and mighty man turned around as soon as he put away his sword and left, returning to his original place.

That disdain is palpable.

The loneliness of the master is in his lonely waiting.

Don't fight, don't talk.

See for yourself, and realize for yourself!

The rock looked down at the sword in his hand, like a jagged tooth, and in just a moment, it was smashed like this.

And all the way back, and then retreated to the invisible dividing line.

Such a line is the moat.

For some, this is the case.

If you cross it, I'm going to hit you.

If you retreat, you will be born.

That's the rule here.

It's the pride on the other side of the line.

If you want to be recognized, you must defeat the proud, otherwise you will cross this line and you will still be beaten back.

No wonder people don't fight you, they have already lost you.

A proud man has arrogance and will never repel those who are outside the line.

This is a person who does things by the rules, and it is absolutely impossible to bully you.

"What a domineering sword."

The rock sincerely admired, once upon a time, he had walked such a road, but it was far less domineering than others.

It's really a lot of benefits, and I met two people here, two different styles, I can't tell who is good and who is bad, each with its own unique advantages.

But Rock knows that these are the things that help him a lot now.

There are many ways of swords, and the one that suits you is the best.

"Again."

The rock took a step forward and took the initiative to attack the other party, using the same swordsmanship, domineering and furious, pure slashing and chopping.

It's the strength and speed of the competition, and as for what kind of body style, the skill is just to assist.

In the face of absolute power, everything is vain.

This is the real battle, open and close, and move forward.

Who understands the invincible spirit of the brave.

Click

The long sword could no longer withstand such an impact, and broke in response.

But the rock didn't retreat, didn't change its sword, and still swung its broken sword and slashed.

That kind of domineering, that kind of ferocity, only the same people can understand.

Click, boom!

The stone sword in the hand of the tall and mighty man also couldn't withstand such a toss, and it was broken.

But like a rock, the tall and mighty man didn't blink his eyes, and still brandished his broken sword and slashed wildly.

The two of them looked like they were crazy, and they looked like they were writhing together, but the waving arms also told everything.

There is no pulling and pulling, even if it is close at hand, it is still a competition of strength, and it is still a sword-to-sword chopping.

It seems that the battle of gentlemen has been agreed, and only swords are allowed.

Even if it's broken, it's still a sword.

Even if it's just the hilt of a sword, it won't be used to compete with anything else.

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The two men collided again, hands breaking and swords crossed.

Click

The broken sword broke again, all to the hilt.

The sympathy of the sword and the sword.

It is also a sympathy between people.

The tall and mighty man's sword was pressed against the hilt of the rock and looked down at him.

There was no change in expression in his eyes.

Suddenly, the hilt of the sword slipped off, along with a pile of dust.

It was he who returned of his own free will.

Whether it is wind or rain, it will turn into smoke and dust.

In this way, it will fulfill the person who cherishes him.

The pride of the strong is not to be blasphemed.

The dignity of a king is self-judgment.

Ay!

The rock looked up and sighed, letting the hilt of the sword fall into the pile of dust.

The mood is inexplicably sad, like losing something.

The sadness of that sense of loss.

Silent, in this area, it seems that this tall and powerful man is the strongest here.

He is the king here.

He was not defeated.

But it's gone.

The rest of the swords and corpses were also in their original state.

Even if the rock passed through this area, the other corpses and swords were never touched, and it seemed to be recognized.

Here, the strong are respected.

The rules of the spiritual world.

There is also a time for the king to be replaced.

Maybe that's the end.

Ugh

As soon as the rock reached the third area, and before he could take a closer look, a sword stabbed straight from behind, silently and swiftly.

In a hurry, he dodged again and again, but he knew that the opponent's sword was like a shadow, constantly chasing after his back, and there was a tendency to not give up until he reached his goal.

The rock was furious, this person was too yin, and this sneak attack was really speechless.

Rushing forward with strength, he turned back abruptly, and slashed back with a sword.

But it was lonely again.

It was as if the attacker had vanished out of thin air.

It was actually the enemy who was the first, which made the rock suddenly interested.

Yes!

This method is proper and clever, and the sneak attack of the divine dragon is not the end.

Out of nowhere, the real one comes and goes without a trace.

Just this hand to anticipate the enemy's opportunity, if you can learn it, then you have to get it.

Master, absolute master!

The rocks are amazed.

Looking around, the corpse nailed to the stone sword was motionless, as far as the eye could see, it was not one or two, and it was not known whose hand it was.

"Huh...... You...... No need to pretend, it's you! ”

The rock sword pointed to a dried corpse on the right, although he lowered his head and couldn't see his face clearly, but the footprints left were too clear.

"Hey, hey!"

The corpse chuckled sideways, and then suddenly moved, and a series of sounds sounded in the ears of the rock, but the man was gone, right under the nose of the rock.

The rocks looked around, really curious, how did this person disappear!

Who can stop such a speed?

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A sword light suddenly appeared under the left ribs, and the rock didn't even think about it, so he slid out to the right.

There was one more person standing there, holding a stone sword in his hand, tilting his head to look at him.

Seeing the rock and looking at him, this man's body writhed like a snake, and then disappeared out of thin air.

"What a weird sword, no, it's weird people, weird body."

The rocks are like a great enemy, and the grass and trees are all soldiers.

I have to admit that this guy is really good.

Listening closely, I finally caught a point.

Not visible, but does not mean completely gone.

As long as you move, there will be a sound.

And the rock is precisely such a ability, listening to the wind and distinguishing the shadows, and the ability to practice life and death battles in the valley has always been.

"It's you!"

The rock shot out with a sword, like a stone, and knocked the guy flying.

I didn't want to hurt him, and I didn't cut out a sword, so my subordinates still left some strength.

After all, if you want to see something from him, you can't just let him hang up so quickly.

As soon as the man landed on the ground, Shi Jian also let go, squatting on the ground in a state of confusion, and he couldn't figure out how the rock found him.

This guy is really thick-skinned, and he can't help the rock, so he poked the stone sword on the ground not far away, and the original hole in his chest went to the stone sword, and he didn't move there.

Seeing the rocks dumbfounded, there is such an operation, it is really the most strange in the world!