Gray stone chips are scattered between the blades, and the blades are constantly broken and re-condensed, reminiscent of the ancient oriental word 'indomitable'.

Breathing rapidly, sweat and hair stuck to her forehead, Heshea once again avoided the giant palm that was slapped rapidly, and at the same time kicked on the blue and red arm, her body fell backwards, and the blade in her hand slashed through the air like a crescent moon, cutting the already broken golden red streamer directly.

Then the god gradually dimmed the gold covering his body, returning to a dull yellowish color, and at the same time Heshia took another leap of shape, the sword in her hand and her body turning together, and her hair and skirt fluttering in the air formed a brief but gorgeous swirl.

Zi –

The sword plunged into the bronze eyeball, blasting up lightning and debris, discarding the sword, and then Heshia's form quickly retreated, and the huge god fell like a rotten rock, slamming into the ground, paralyzing and damaged.

In this case,It should be enough.,Although there is an AI provided by the school park,But persuading the other party still has to show enough strength.,Otherwise, it's like a child holding money through the market.,Adults just take the benefits.,Don't care about what you think.。

She floated silently in the air, holding a sword in one hand, the blade of which hung down the snow-white sleeve of her coat, looking at the silent masked man below.

"Huh...... Hehehe...... Hahahaha, are you laughing at me!? He pressed one hand to his forehead, his voice distorted, and then gritted his teeth again.

If the girl in front of him prayed in a coquettish and weak way, he might be soft-hearted, but she was so stubborn that Gu Qianlou felt that she had lost face, as if her behavior had been as ridiculous as a clown.

Look, Gu Yongrong's daughter, only 20 years have passed since she went out, and she can easily destroy what you are proud of, what is the point of her perseverance over the years, what is the point of tossing like that back then, not only ruining the reputation of the city, but also what is the value of taking my sister in?

Killing people is nothing more than punishing the heart, maybe Heshia just wants Gu Qianlou to realize that the status quo is no longer sustainable, but what she doesn't know is that not everyone is so easy to accept other people's suggestions, and in the eyes of some stubborn conservatives, this is to challenge his authority, overthrow everything about him, and be extremely humiliating.

"Very good, you want to prove that you are right, then I will fulfill you." Instead of watching the battle on the spot, he jumped straight up, his wide black robe dancing in the air, and then the golden mask instantly changed between the sleeves of his coat, turning into a flaming red.

The crimson sword light suddenly pulled out of the scabbard, and met Heshia in the sky, and the magic power bursting from the crimson blade directly knocked the girl away, and the heat contained in it spread and soaked like fire poison, making Heshia feel suffocated.

And just as the blue brilliance in her eyes flowed, and the scorching heat on her body was extinguished instantly, Gu Qianlou, who was suddenly attacking and chasing from the opposite side, changed again, the fiery red mask became the form of white lines on a yellow background, and the long sword in her hand also flew out of her hand, forming complex magical veins in the sky.

In the complex veins of this bright yellow circuit board, the long sword is suspended in the center, and layers of light continue to converge on the sword body, forming layers of special effects.

Penetration, Split Gold, Demon Piercing, Extreme Speed

"Exhaustion Secret Legend - Instant Killing Array!"

A bright yellow laser suddenly lit up, and the blade stabbed out instantly, almost reaching the limit of his gaze, directly piercing Heshea in the air.

Looking at the blood-stained girl falling from the sky, everyone present opened their mouths, as if they wanted to say a lot, but they couldn't open their mouths at the moment, whether it was the sword protector faction or the god general faction, they were all a little cold and sad.

In any case, that girl is also Gu Yongrong's daughter, and she is also the closest person to Gu Qianlou at present, and she is also one of the hopes for the future of the city, if it falls like this.

After the golden blade penetrated Heshia, it turned around again and fell into Gu Qianlou's hands, the mask on his face changed again, turning into a blue color, and at this moment, his body was also in a hurry, rushing towards the falling girl, as if he wanted to catch and capture it.

However, a swirling snow-colored sword light stopped him in the middle of the way, and Feng saw snow in front of him.

"Ahem......" Heshea was half-kneeling on the ground, clutching her blood-red right shoulder, her body trembling.

Gu Qianlou still had some affection after all, and didn't directly hit her in the chest.

The sword protector in the distance quickly came to protect the seriously injured girl, and at this time, Ge Lianfeng looked around, saw the ancestral hall that was close to him, and suddenly made up his mind.

"Send His Highness into the ancestral hall, it will be safer there, and we can better defend it."

"Hmm."

Sword guards surrounded Heshia and carried her to the ancestral hall in front of her, which was only an old two-story building on the outside, but it was built with the highest standards of protective materials and security, so it was exceptionally strong.

Whether it is a god general or a sword protector, they are all descendants of the inside of the city, and it is easy to open the ancestral hall, but as long as you enter the inside to activate the protective measures, it is not easy to come in from the outside.

Half a minute later, Heshia felt the wound on half of her shoulder slowly heal, and then she breathed a sigh of relief and looked around.

The decoration of the ancestral hall is not gorgeous, it can even be said that there is a kind of solemn simplicity, there are statues standing on both sides of the main hall, a layer of ash has fallen on it, and the original blue and red pigment is also dull, according to the meaning of these statues in mythology, it is probably the sun, moon and stars, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and the gods of all directions.

Along the central axis of the main hall, are two magnificent statues of gods, they are one left and one right, the top of their heads directly under the roof beam of the main hall, and the middle of the two statues, there is a hollow carving of a phoenix bird, there is an incense burner below, when the incense burner is lit, the smoke of the furnace curls up, during the encirclement, you can faintly see the scene of the phoenix bird taking off.

But the main attraction of this hall is an ancient sword lying horizontally behind the incense burner, which is wrapped in a stone-like scabbard, with green silk entwined on the hilt and a carving of lotus petals at the end.

The entire hall does not use any technological creations, probably to maintain the original flavor of the ancient style, and there is a sense of silence and distantness.

After entering the main hall, everyone was much quieter, out of respect for the ancestors and inheritance, and no one made a loud noise.

After standing up slightly, Heshia looked at the horizontal sword in the distance, and seemed to be able to 'hear' a strange melody, which was not a song, but more like the aftertaste of some kind of historical precipitation.

Is this the fate that my mother inherited back then...... She shook her head, and walked up the steps.

As they watched this scene, the already whispered conversation fell silent for a moment, and they lined up in a neat line, watching Heshia walk step by step to the end of the steps, until her white moon-like wrist crossed the censer, and her fingers gently touched the scabbard.

The dust was sprinkled one by one, and the scabbard was held in the girl's hand, and she held the hilt of the sword, and a sense of intimacy in the blood emerged, and then slowly withdrew.

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In the open space outside, the battle between Feng Jianxue and Gu Qianlou became more and more intense, but Feng Jianxue quickly fell into the downwind and complained bitterly.

This guy is not normal, it is definitely not the strength that normal sequence 6 should have, he must have used some kind of means evil method, he definitely does not admit that his skills are inferior to others, but he is also a top student who graduated from a prestigious federal school, and there is a family heirloom of learning, how can it not be compared to the 'natives' underground.

No matter what, I've done my righteous, it seems that the other side won't do anything to Hesia's little girl, it's really not good, just find a helper to rescue her after a while.

After thinking about this clearly, Feng Jianxue was ready to slip away, he was not a rigid and face-saving person.

"It's not appropriate to fight for a long time today, we'll have a date later!" With that, his blade flew over a field of white light, and then his body swept up rapidly, leaping like a great owl, rushing into the layers of red flags in the dome, and disappearing without a trace.

"Hmph."

After driving away the fly that swept away Feng Jianxue, who came from nowhere, Gu Qianlou rushed straight to the ancestral hall below, and smashed the gate in front of him with just one kick, and saw the situation in the main hall.

Hesia slowly drew her sword, but the sight inside disappointed everyone present, with only half of the sword behind the hilt, and when the scabbard was turned upside down, several broken blades fell out of it.

The divine sword that passed down the classics and secret arts back then has long been damaged in the years.

"Do you think we didn't think about revival back then, that's the reality." Gu Qianlou looked at the ancient sword in Heshia's hand, and his voice was cold.

He had drawn this sword at a very young age, but the result was very disappointing, so he resolutely chose the secret inheritance of the other lineage, and handed over the sword guard lineage to his sister.

"yes, it's a pity." Heshia leaned down and carefully picked up the pieces.

Seeing that she was still so 'disobedient', Gu Qianlou was angry, and the sword body in his hand swept away, swept away the sword protector on the side, and went straight to the girl in the main hall.

For Gu Qianlou, who was approaching, Heshea closed her eyes slightly, her hands slowly opened, and in front of her, the broken blades, one by one, slowly floated and levitated, suddenly blooming with extremely bright turquoise brilliance.

Countless air currents overflowed from the gap in the broken sword, and the agitated and vast magic power directly lifted the statues of the main hall into the air, and then both the windows and the doors shot out with a verdant green brilliance.

"It's ......"

The fierce wind continued to blow, and the entire ancestral hall swayed, until finally the internal frenzied air flow finally lifted the roof, and among the broken bricks and tiles, the girl with long blue hair was alone, her eyes were slightly closed, and the ancient sword fragments on her side slowly rose with her, and in the surprised and shocked eyes of everyone, the fragments of the sword blade returned to the correct position one by one, spliced into a complete sword body.

Gu Qianlou tried to get close to the levitating Heshia in the sky again in the strong wind, but as he approached, the strong wind pressure became stronger and stronger, making him slower and slower.

Until finally, when the ancient sword that gradually became complete floated above the girl's head, she raised her hands, grasped the hilt of the sword in one hand, and stroked the broken sword body with the other......

The gap in the sword's body bloomed with a dazzling turquoise light, sweeping across the dim underground, and its brilliant brilliance reflected the entire core area, whether it was the two warring sides in the forbidden city, the residents of the core area, or the people in the rest of the city who were nervously guarding in front of the monitor.

In the dazzling light, the parts that had disappeared slowly resurfaced, reconverging into an intact divine sword.

Qingluan's Cry and Ink Sword

As the sword emerged from the emerald light, the phantom of the phoenix danced around it, and the sound of its cry resounded through the ground.

In the end, the brilliance dissipated, and I saw that the girl was holding the divine sword in the air, its hilt was entwined with green silk, and the sword body was clear and transparent, like crystal, and there was smoke and ink in this transparent sword body, like a phoenix bird dancing, gorgeous and abnormal.

This sword is not used for killing, but a ritual vessel for sacrifice, symbolizing the inheritance of the Qinglian Sword Washing Palace, in order to wash away the mundane lead, and the clear heart is as clear as one.

Holding this sword in her hand, Heshea continuously obtained many records of secret techniques from it, whether it was everything on the land of ancient Shenzhou, the imitation of entering the Star Sea Age, or the sadness of later generations fleeing from war, all of them came into mind, making people feel the vicissitudes of time.

Therefore, the scenes of the old past make people nostalgic, but the train of the times is moving forward, everything has gradually changed, no longer need the knights who travel the world, no longer need to climb the green mountains alone to gain the recognition of the sect, no longer need to stay alone in the mountains for decades to learn excellent and complete swordsmanship, there is no longer the so-called demons and beasts that need to be suppressed and swept away, and no longer people regard each other as brothers and sisters for the so-called factions, and support each other.

The decline of the sects in the past was not only because of the loss of the so-called secret arts, but more importantly, in this galaxy era, the sects of the past were no longer needed, and they no longer adapted to this complicated and changeable era.

Where is the way out......

With a long sigh, Ti Lan slowly opened her eyes, overlooking the ancient and lonely palace building below, the blade of the sword in her hand waved, the gusts of breeze blew in the underground, and a little bright yellow light appeared from the void.

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