Memories of the Past Chapter 42 A Sword Sacrificed for Eternity (Part II)

All kinds of pictures flashed in Su Changqing's mind, and a cool breeze blew on his sideburns, and he could feel the slightest coolness.

The man's teleportation steps pierced the sky, his eyes were a little indifferent and lost, and although the red light of the sword body flashed, it gradually dimmed.

The ghost shadow was blurred, Su Changqing fell rapidly, the man was still lost, and the melancholy color became more and more intense, he dragged Su Changqing and shook his head in disappointment.

A sword surging in the monstrous sky, a sword that shook the sky and the earth, the man hoped that this sword could be understood by Su Changqing, but as everyone knows, Su Changqing did not meet his expectations, although he is also a genius who has never been seen in the ages, but after all, there is a realm missing, and that belongs to the realm of the heart.

"...... the world to come"

Just when the man put Su Changqing's near-death body on the grass and complained to the sky for a while, the chill on Su Changqing's body suddenly soared, like a reviving beast, wanton turbulence, and suddenly, the overwhelming power shocked the man extremely much.

"What is this?" the man was a few meters away from the terrifying power, and only put his hand slightly in front of him to resist it. The power in the sky was like a feeling coming from a sword, which made him a little confused.

The "frost" in Su Changqing's hand shook violently, the cold blue halo was released, there seemed to be a roar in his mind, his body was also wrapped, and the road to the Yellow Spring slowly disappeared like a phantom. I felt a warmth in my body.

He subconsciously shouted in his heart.

Isn't it dead?

The consciousness was too weak, maybe it was just his own imagination, the blood was almost frozen, and the meridians in various parts of the heart seemed to be cut by a knife, but now it was much better, and the circulating blood seemed to move, and the inducing arteries were beating in bursts.

After a while, his consciousness seemed to be able to feel the surroundings, and it was a little dark, but he told himself not to fall asleep!

He didn't even have the strength to open his eyes, and he could feel the cold and biting around him slightly, but the inside of his body was hot!

Following the monstrous chill, the man's gaze was fixed on Su Changqing's changing face, his face turned pale, and he frowned from time to time.

"Could it be that he broke through? Impossible! How could he break through at such a time, even that sword didn't make him feel a little bit!"

The man was very puzzled, it stands to reason that it shouldn't be like this, for so many years, he has sometimes revived and sometimes fallen asleep in this sword mound, not so much that he is alive, but that he is also a spirit body, if the things of the year were not completed, he would have broken this last consciousness and disappeared forever.

"Could it be ......" The man suddenly thought of something, the chill was already approaching him, and he didn't dare to be careless, now it was different from before, he was just a spirit now, not much different from the woman in red in the sword.

The man swung his sword like a rainbow, the sword light was like thunder, trying his best to break the chill that spread throughout the world, Su Changqing pursed his lips vigorously, and the corners of his dry mouth had some life, now he could be sure that he was not dead, as for why the sword did not fall on his flesh and blood, there is no way to know.

His eyes were stimulated by the sudden light, and what he saw was the man's high-spirited body crisscrossing in all directions, and the frost sword in his hand emitted an extremely shocking chill. He inadvertently felt his internal strength.

Breakthrough!

It's time for the gods!

He suddenly rolled over from the ground, his blood surged, and slowly stabilized his body, this whole body had an indescribable feeling, almost in an instant to make the world collapse, this world belongs to him, the world is his own, the world is dominant, looking down on all beings.

Su Changqing looked at the man and said, "What's wrong with me, why didn't your sword kill me?"

The man glanced at him, smiled hiddenly, and forced the chill back: "You win first, I'll talk about it." ”

Before he could answer, Su Changqing's newly moved limbs immediately fell into a panic, and the light of the man's sword body slashed, and the vertical and horizontal sword qi made him have to deal with it cautiously, even if now he somehow broke through the bottleneck for many years and reached the legendary god realm.

Boom.

The two collided, and the body was like two giant bells colliding violently, and the sound shook the world.

Su Changqing snorted, with a lingering pain in his chest, seeing that the man just covered his open chest, and only raised his sword again in an instant.

The red light of the man's sword reappeared, and the woman smiled evilly under the extremely bewitching red, like a magic sound.

"A sword in my heart, a sword dreams of Yiren!"

The man's sword swung in a fierce wind, falling as violently as the sky. The woman seemed to have received an order, concentrated the red light, and attacked Su Changqing on the side of the man.

Su Changqing secretly screamed badly, and subconsciously pulled out the sword, but remembered that he couldn't pull out the "frost" no matter what, but his fingers held on the handle of the sword suddenly spread to the whole body like a strange force. This change shocked his heart, and then, the frost sword roared like a dragon, and was pulled out by Su Changqing, and the momentum of Changhong suddenly increased.

It's too late to think about why.

Su Changqing held the "frost cold" and gave birth to a long-lost feeling, he couldn't pull it out for a long time before, and almost died under the man's sword, although he didn't know why he didn't die later, his consciousness was still in Huangquan. But the taste of despair was terrible, the sword was in his hand, and at this moment, he was the master, and his faith was increased.

"A sword frost!"

With a sword, an ice dragon-like cold aura condensed from the frost sword, and the strong wind blew.

The red light flooded, the two swords collided, and the man and Su Changqing's bodies were close to each other, and their eyes were facing each other, as if they both saw a surprise in each other's eyes.

As soon as the man stepped forward, Su Changqing's sword body resisted in front of him, and he swung his sword and slashed horizontally, forcing the other party back a few steps with the sword light.

The man's expression lit up: "You have given me so many surprises! It seems that it has exceeded the range of my expectations, okay!"

As soon as the words fell, the man looked cold again.

This person is very strange, he was surprised one moment and the next moment he was already indifferent, Su Changqing couldn't figure it out.

The man was so happy in his heart, he originally thought that Su Changqing would not be able to resist the hundred-meter-long sword, and thought that the person he had been waiting for for many years was going to disappoint him, but he didn't expect that Su Changqing would suddenly break through, and the swordsmanship seemed to have reached that expected realm.

Su Changqing didn't dare to be careless about the man's powerful opponent, the Frost Sword was his last big move, and the Frozen Thousand Miles was the strongest move of his physical combination sword, but that was when the Frost Sword couldn't be used.

Now?

Holding the sun and the moon and picking the stars, the frost and cold sword can reach the peak.

"Since we are opponents, current opponents, then I will try my best to fight, before your sword almost killed me, then now, I heard your sword, you should also accept my sword!"

Su Changqing didn't joke, if the pursuit of swordsmanship was unstable, he would definitely not be able to reach the ultimate realm, he didn't have any worries at all, the sword was strong or weak, and he never asked about life and death.

"I would like to hear a sword. The man bowed his head for the first time.

"I have a sword, a sword sacrificed, eternal forever!"