On the day of the sting, the drizzle was cold, and the spring bamboo shoots broke the ground.

Countless broken swords and broken swords were scattered all over the ground along with countless half-cut sharp bamboo leaves, and the wet soil greedily devoured the blood of the ground, turning a blind eye to the lifeless pupils everywhere due to the magnification of fear.

In the midst of the storm, a tattered white robe hung on a bamboo branch and hunted, and a shirtless young man half-knelt on the ground, stretched out his only remaining left hand to wipe away the red blood mixed with the rain on his face, and coughed fiercely, with this cough, his chest rose and fell violently, and thick blood continued to flow from his broken arm.

However, his eyes became brighter and brighter, looking at the bottomless shadows in the depths of the bamboo forest, like a monster that let out a silent roar.

Suddenly, the young man stretched out his left hand like lightning, picked up a black broken knife on the ground, his heart moved slightly, and the knife burst up, and the broken knife was picked up from the bottom up, and a black shadow was split in the rain, as if to split the void. I only heard a "ding" sound, and the blade of the broken knife suddenly picked up a slender sword in the air, and the strange thing is that this sword is completely transparent, if it is not in the rain, even a person with extreme eyesight will be difficult to find its existence.

Picking up the transparent sword, the young man's expression not only did not relax, but became more alert, stomped heavily under his feet, and quickly retreated, the black broken knife in his hand was firmly protected in front of his chest, at the same time, the transparent sword suddenly stopped rotating in the air, and a blue-green shadow flashed from the depths of the bamboo forest, and the transparent sword met in the air, and the two became one, rushing towards the young man lightly and suddenly.

"Shadowless Sword! I'll kill you!"

When the young man saw the turquoise figure, he could no longer suppress his anger, his eyes were wide open, blood was dripping from the corners of his eyes, his voice was as thick and hoarse as a bell torn by a huge force, the black broken knife in his left hand pointed at the figure that rushed towards him viciously, and the broken part of the long knife seemed to be gushing out of an evil ghost, and even the pouring rain retreated.

On the day of the sting, the spring rain is shaking, and everything recovers.

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