"Bang Bang!"

Not only does this black humanoid object have a protective shield attached to its exterior, but its body is unimaginably hard. Changsheng seriously doubted whether this thing was human after all.

At this time, the black humanoid object looked at Changsheng who was constantly attacking him, and couldn't help but speak loudly.

"Human, what's your name?"

Mankind?

In his trance, he remembered that the predecessor of Yuanji Impermanence Carp seemed to have called himself with this title. So the senpai and this black humanoid object are from the same place?

Yes, Changsheng had long suspected that these black objects falling from the sky were not all the creatures native to the Shengyuan Great World. After all, they all had a strong sense of weirdness all over their bodies. At this time, the name of the black humanoid object made Changsheng even more sure of this matter.

“…… Changsheng, don't talk nonsense with him, hurry up and kill him, he deliberately distracted you. ”

"Good!"

Changsheng no longer hesitated, and rushed forward with his sword. Her skills have become extremely neat in the past ten years of cultivation. What's more, the abomination is one of the most useful weapons against the black humanoid object in front of him. There was no reason for her to step back.

She took a deep breath, and when she opened her eyes again, there was a faint sadness that surrounded her parting. This sadness contains a lot, including the sorrow of the separation of the family and the country, the sorrow of the separation of lovers, and the faint sadness of the elders when they face the parting of the younger generations......

One of these various kinds of sorrows gathered together to form a great wave that caused a vision of heaven and earth.

Faintly, even the sky and the ground are wailing mournfully, and the heavens and the earth are mourning together.

Li Taishang, who came from afar, looked at the scene in front of him in shock, he had long known that he was not the first person in the way of the sword. The Shengyuan Great World was too big, and even if he was a new generation of famous kendo geniuses, no one could be sure if there were some monks who were stronger than him somewhere. But it was the first time he had developed such a strong sense of competitiveness.

Although as early as the first time they met, he knew that this Yongan Daoist friend would have a very deep attainment in kendo, but he didn't expect this time to be so short. However, in just three years, is the way of Yong'an tour guide so powerful with compassion?

After a brief period of consternation, Li Taishang's eyes burned with a raging fighting spirit. That's good, that's the best. The more peers and competitors there are in kendo, the more you will always maintain your love for kendo.

Li Taishang has seen his master, brothers, sisters or elders more than once, because he has practiced kendo for many years, and finally there is a problem with his Dao heart, from the joy of seeing the spirit sword at the beginning, to now he almost dare not hold the sword. Such a sword cultivation is the saddest. Originally, what they were best at was holding swords, and the most contact time was also their own spirit swords, but later they couldn't even hold their own swords. It's really sad.

Even if Li Taishang's sword heart is tenacious, sometimes it is inevitable to be suspicious. Especially when he defeated his senior brother and sister for the first time with his sword, the envious eyes from the brothers and sisters around him were not only happy, but also had a shallow doubt. Kendo is lonely, who can move forward with him?

Yes, even if he has a mild temper and even has a pure heart, as the most talented disciple of the Supreme Sword Sect, he still has a pride in his bones.

"Yongan Daoyou, I'm here to help you."

Changsheng nodded, telling him of his discovery.

"Li Daoyou, this thing has a protective shield on it, which can prevent those post-calamity golden rain that is sprinkled up. It is only useful if a wound is created by direct contact with a weapon. ”

"Thank you for your advice!"

The corners of Li Taishang's mouth flashed a slight arc, although this arc was not obvious, but this was already the best time he had been in the mood for a while. Although his friend is gone, he is still alive! The living person has what he should do, and what he has to do now is to grab the black figure in front of him, force them to find out their origin and purpose, and finally kill it to avenge his friend!

It's like the lightest and softest wind in the world, blowing through the hills and caressing those tender petals. Li Taishang's sword intent carried a mysterious and mysterious aura. It looked so gentle, so harmless, but when the ordinary-looking blade slashed through the black figure's arm, its arm snapped open, and the black blood inside was cut open by an invisible aura, unable to heal again.

"Ahh Despicable human, how dare you hurt me?! I'm going to ......"

Before the black human-like words could be finished, Changsheng had already attacked, and he lightly slashed the monk's back, and suddenly drew a deep scar that could be seen in the bone. Because of the special attribute of hatred and separation, the wound on the back of this black figure was more difficult to heal.

His words were pressed in his throat, and when he turned around, the anger on his body didn't need to be expressed, and it was vividly persistent.

"You ......"

"Alright, don't say it, I know what you're going to say, it's a 'stupid human' again, isn't it? It's like you're not human! ”

"Of course I'm not human, I'm a noble species, separated from your flesh and blood."

"If you don't need flesh and blood, why do you want to devour the flesh and blood of other monks and mortals?"

Changsheng retorted, and the offensive in his hand eased somewhat.

The black figure on the opposite side stood proudly a little higher than her, that figure, that posture, that feeling was like telling everyone, 'You are mortals, you are not worthy to stand at the same height as me, you can only look up to me'.

To be honest, since stepping into the path of cultivation, Changsheng had never seen such a person with such a proud color. Although this person's behavior can be called absolutely cruel, his various performances seem to tell everyone that he doesn't seem to be so smart?

Changsheng and Li Taishang exchanged a look, and each other's offensive gradually became less cold, and even eased up a lot, just trying not to let the other party find out. If this thing is as stupid as it appears, maybe they can get some information ahead of time.

"Isn't it only natural for me to eat them for power?"

"But you look like a human, are you a monster?"

"Phew! You're the filthy stuff of monsters. I'm a noble being, my name is Zero Zero Zero Eight! ”

“…… Zero, zero zero eight? ”

No one could have known the shock that Changsheng and Li Taishang, the two native Shengyuan Great World cultivators, were shocked when they heard the name.

How can a person's name be a number? Could it be that he is a Deadpool cultivated by some sect family specifically for assassination, and it is said that those Deadpools do not have their own names, only a string of numeric codes.

(End of chapter)