Chapter 728 (Page 1/1)

The divine sword has a spirit, and when it was sent into the air by Huang Fu Xu, the sword qi could not be suppressed, and the purple blade should be with the thunder and wind, like a lonely brave man, fighting among the enemies like a tide.

Underground, Huang Fu Xu's eyes were slightly closed, standing with his hands in his hands, quietly waiting for the result, Hanae Shinnosuke looked nervously at the sky, it was not that his realm was not as good as Huang Fu Xu, but he cared too much about his works.

For Hanae Shinnosuke, he has no wife, no son, and each of his swords is his heir, an extension of his life, and this divine sword is the strongest work in his life, so it naturally wins his love and attention.

What kind of power can a single knife have, and how powerful can it be? Some people may not understand.

But this fledgling divine knife, the knife qi is self-generated, the lightning knife, the five tiger broken door knife, the return wind blowing willow knife, the sword technique that dominates the world, the great evil knife method, and other knife techniques that Huang Fu Xu is proficient in, all swayed out one by one.

The higher heart method in it is the prince's sword technique that is deeply imprinted in the order of the divine sword, such as the emperor in a knife, and the sword technique under it is the courtier, and the emperor rules the courtiers, giving full play to the maximum power of each set of sword techniques.

At first, the sound of the sword qi breaking through the air was inaudible in the thunder and wind, but as time passed, the sound of the sword qi breaking through the air became more and more intense, like a dragon roaring, like a tiger roaring, like a landslide, like a landslide, like a ground sinking, endless.

And in the thunder wind, the original edge of the divine knife was gradually polished and dimmed, but Hanae Shinnosuke was extremely surprised by this, washing away the lead, this is back to the basics, the ultimate state in the knife.

High in the air, the wind, the thunderstorm, gradually by the sharp edge of the knife disturbed, like a whirlpool like the peak of the torrent gradually appeared, after the wind and thunder, is an ordinary can no longer be ordinary long knife slipped from the air, and finally fell in front of Huang Fuxu with a ding, the tip of the knife into the ground an inch, not deep or shallow.

Huang Fuxu opened his eyes, pursed his lips slightly, pulled out the long knife on the ground with a smile, looked at it carefully, and was very satisfied.

"Divine sword, extraordinary, knife name, why?"

Hanae Shinnosuke asked, people have names, knives naturally have names, powerful ones like tigers, colder ones like snow drinks, ecstasy souls like shock, and cross soul chasing, Daxia dragon sparrow, and so on.

Huang Fuxu looked at the long knife in his hand, his heart trembled, his eyes were deeply purple, and his lips spit out a word,

"Ba Dao, the heart of the knife is hegemon, naturally it should be called Ba Dao, I believe that it will be the most domineering knife in the world. ”

While speaking, the long knife in Huang Fuxu's hand faintly appeared at the mouth of the knife (swallowing place), there was no knife pattern, carving, just an obvious and clear word for tyrant.

"Badao?yes, you go, the divine sword, it has been completed, I want, retreat, taste, this time, practice. ”

Hanae Shinnosuke chewed the word Badao carefully, began to wonder, and then understood, and finally with praise, the knife is nameless, with a name, it is natural to reflect its own characteristics, a tyrant word, and explain everything.

After speaking, Hanae Shinnosuke jumped into the underground flames, he has the scorching sun trick, but he is invulnerable to a hundred fires, magma ordinary people are afraid like a tiger, he is no problem as a bath water......

At night, in the Dongying Imperial City, the Jade Fan Dormitory, Huangfu Xu carefully wiped the knife with a silk handkerchief on the soft bed in the main hall, and the jade fan on the side of the cherished and favorite side of the eyes tasted endlessly.

"It's just a knife, as for what you look like? I've seen a lot of swordsmen, and I've seen a lot of magic knives, but none of them are like you. ”

The jade fan shook her head slightly, her beautiful face showed a trace of incomprehension, she didn't understand, she was a big beauty by her side, dressed so sexy, Huang Fuxu actually ran to wipe the knife, looking at the knife was more gentle than looking at herself, it was unreasonable.

Huang Fuxu smiled lightly, threw the silk handkerchief aside, held the handle of the knife in both hands, pointed to a burning red candle in front of him, and said loudly,

"Since ancient times, good generals seek fame, although I am not a good general, but as a warrior, swordsman, more than anyone else yearns for a knife of their own, this feeling, and their own life and the knife in their hands are incomplete, only the two in one, in order to piece together the most complete, but also the most perfect self.

Not only that, but I also want to teach Tai'er to practice swords, he is arrogant and domineering, and he is a rare sword wizard, worthy of inheriting my sword way. ”

Huang Fu Xu said, sighing slightly, Dong Huang Hao is actually the best heir, but unfortunately the family has other arrangements for him, he didn't understand the role of the Yuan Ding Divine Sword at the beginning, but now he understands that this is the family for Dong Huang Hao's painstaking recovery.

The Nine Yuan Supreme Sword Technique is a monument of the world's swordsmanship, the sword is mighty and atmospheric, like the emperor's arrival, and it is most suitable for cultivating the mighty imperial spirit of the natural emperor.

What's more, the Huangfu family also invited Xu Fuzi, who had been in seclusion for many years, to pull out the divine sword heart of the Yuntian Sword Saint, in order to let an ownerless divine sword accompany the future emperor in their hearts and reign on the mainland.

It can be said that the Huangfu family has made too many preparations for this natural emperor, and Donghuanghao has not yet been born, and his life is already ten thousand times more complete than ninety percent of the people in the world.

"However, being born a god is not necessarily a good thing, and the acquired tempering may not be as good as a born god, everything depends on the arrangement of fate. ”

With a light sigh, Huangfu Xuba returned his sword to the sheath, grabbed the delicate body of the jade fan, and popped out a strong wind to blow out the lights and red candles in the hall.

In this way, Huang Fuxu stayed in Dongying Tong for a total of three months to accompany Jade Fan and Donghuang Tai.

During this period, he taught Donghuangtai to practice boxing, qi, and knife, and concealed the momentum of Daigo empowerment, and entered a spiritual imprint of his own in Donghuangtai's mud pill palace, which is equivalent to a real grandfather, and will help Donghuangtai continue to practice and grow in the future.

In a sultry morning, Huang Fuxu left a wordless letter and floated away, looking very scumbag.

However, whether it is the jade fan or the smart and sensible Donghuangtai, they all know that this is a day that will come sooner or later, although it is inevitable that they will be sad, they can all bear it, and time will gradually heal the loss and sadness brought to the two by Huangfu Xu's departure from Dongying.

In the scene that Huangfu Xu had never seen, Yuren, no, Donghuangtai clenched his white and tender little fist tightly, and secretly swore that sooner or later he would step into that magical land and see what the place where his father lived was really like.

Huang Fuxu, who left Dongying, was alone and leisurely, filling a gap in his soul, and his spiritual realm became more and more flawless, visiting the mountains and rivers of Yizhou, experiencing the unique cultural scenery, and increasing his knowledge.

After another ten days, he finally entered the sea off the shore of Shinjuku, stepped on the surging waves, and returned to the East China Sea, where he was going home.

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