(a)

The scene changed, when Xiao Zihan raised his head, he found that he was wearing silver armor, with a silver-white mask on his face, leaving only a pair of fierce and murderous eyes, holding a long sword in his right hand, raised it high, and screamed violently in his mouth: "Kill", if thousands of troops and horses are galloping, flying mountains and rivers. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He was shocked in his heart, and he was suddenly stunned, and screamed loudly in his heart: "This is not me, who am I?" But his thoughts, his body seemed to merge into the body of this silver-faced general, followed by countless samurai with swords, frantically rushing forward. In front of him were groups of black-clothed people, the bloodthirsty breath filled the entire desert, the desert was blazing, as if he had come to a hot, desolate and cruel desert, the dust was flying, and the sand and gravel fell on his body were hot and painful, stimulating his nerves.

Xiao Zihan seems to occupy the thinking and actions of the silver-faced general, slashing and slashing frantically, indomitable, bravely charging, not allowing cowardice, it seems that as long as he retreats, he will be hacked to death by the other party. Xiao Zihan's forehead was so frightened that cold sweat flowed, fear surged into his heart, and the silver sword in his hand was killed by the other party after a little slowdown. He felt the sound of a sharp knife slicing through his neck, heard the sound of blood splattering and dripping on the desert with a puff of gray smoke, and he felt the contemptuous and disdainful eyes of the man in black.

Xiao Zihan cried, looking around with frightened eyes, only to find that the murderous aura around him, the sense of fear, and the bloody and violent atmosphere had all disappeared! He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and half-knelt on the ground, panting for a long time.

Blood Sword said coldly: "This is the first level of the test - fear. Only when you overcome the fear in your heart and kill all the enemies on the field can you break through, there are only three chances, and you have already lost one chance? When the third chance is lost, you will never exist!"

Xiao Zihan pulled his hair with remorse, feeling the arrival and threat of death, and fear came to his mind again. He remembered his father's expectations and disappointed eyes on him, he remembered the contempt of others for him, he remembered the shame that You Niangniang gave him, he thought of Li Xian who swayed in the wind and wanted to be free, and he thought of the kind and succumbed to death like a phoenix. Because of his cowardice and incompetence, he can only watch him die but be incapacitated? He longs for strength, he wants to overcome the fear in his heart, and he screams loudly: "I will definitely overcome the fear in my heart, I must get strength! I will make all those who look down on me kneel at my feet!"

Xiao Zihan once again rushed out of the desert, and with his right hand frantically waving the long sword in his hand, he smashed into the enemy formation. Rushing forward again and again, waving the long sword in his hand again and again, hearing the sound of the sword scraping the bones, hearing the sound of the sword piercing into the veins and bursting, and hearing the sound of the sword stabbing the enemy's head, his heart no longer felt frightened and uneasy, only the hearty pleasure, only the grace of the sword qi flying, and only the resonance of the sword qi's long groan.

When he came to his senses again, he was no longer a silver-faced general but Xiao Zihan, and he seemed to be still immersed in the killing poke, unable to extricate himself for a long time.

(b)

Blood Sword's voice was a little happy: "Congratulations on passing the first level - fear, and then you will enter the second level - courage." ”

Xiao Zihan was involved in another scene in an instant, this was a decisive battle. He quietly turned into another person, dressed in a white robe, with a silver mask on his face, and a sword in his hand, the sword body was red, exuding a fierce and compelling killing aura, but on the opposite side was a man in black, dressed in a black robe, wearing a black mask on his face, and a long knife dancing in his hand, the body of the knife was pitch black and shiny, revealing a cold air.

"Drink" The sword in Xiao Zihan's hand stabbed out involuntarily, and his body jumped up like lightning, as strong as an elegant tiger and leopard, as fast as a meteor in the sky; Xiao Zihan only felt a powerful force attacking him, his arm seemed to be about to leave him, a sharp pain, soreness and numbness welled up in his heart, and his blood suddenly swelled up. The strong pressure made him feel suffocated, as if his body was about to collapse and accumulate in the powerful force, and then exploded, out of control, his blood overflowed, and his body was knocked upside down by this powerful force, exhausted.

The blood sword sneered: "Is this your strength, is it ridiculous? You can't even block a sword? Are you satisfied? Do you think you are very strong? In front of a truly powerful opponent, you are just a grass, an ant, a jumping grasshopper, a frog that squats at the bottom of a well forever, never knowing how high the sky is, how wide the earth is, how deep the sea is, and how big the world is?"

Xiao Zihan lowered his head in shame, his face flushed, his self-righteous martial arts couldn't block the other party's knife, this is the gap in strength, this is the law of the forest between the strong, this is the world of the jungle. But when he thought of how brilliant the hope for the future would be if he was given great strength, his eyes could not help but light up, and his heart was surging with excitement.

Blood Sword said coldly: "Do you want to get power? Then you need the spirit of the brave and fearless, do you have it?"

Xiao Zihan raised his head, and his eyes lit up with determination: "I have!"

Blood Sword said: "In that case, summon up your courage to defeat him!"

Xiao Zihan secretly shuddered in his heart: "Can I do it?" Suddenly, he remembered the training he had received since he was a child, his delicate body ran step by step, and his father's cold face showed a touch of sternness and contempt: "Run, cowardly thing, the Xiao family can't afford to raise a nest?" The slender whip whipped on his body with a hot pain, and he almost fainted. He once hated his father for being too strict and ruthless with him, but now that he thinks about it, it turns out that his father hates iron and steel. When he faced one strong enemy after another, he felt his insignificance and cowardice.

When Xiao Zihan bravely entered the second scene with the spirit of being brave and fearless, a glowing power suddenly burst out of his body, and a sharp sword vaguely appeared in his mind, flying and assassinating at a rapid pace, one move and one style seemed to be simple but contained infinite changes, and many moves were conjured up in each change. Xiao Zihan seemed to be like a mouthful, dancing a silver sword in his hand, imitating the fickle swordsmanship and stabbing at the man in black, his momentum was stagnate and skillful; the knife technique of the man in black was fierce and fierce, and the momentum of the big opening was not stopped at all, and the momentum was undulating, like a mountain flowing water, white clouds and rolling volumes, endlessly; Xiao Zihan's white shadow skyrocketed, and he flew sideways, with a little silver star in his hand, a piece of cold star, and the moves were connected, the style was continuous, and the sword moves were more and more skilled, and the unpredictable The ever-changing sword moves seem to contain the power of heaven and earth, high-pitched and powerful, elegant and clear sword roar "Zheng Zheng" carries a blazing wind, such as a sympathetic hand brushing the cheeks, like the sound of the wind blowing the leaves slowly falling to the ground, like the sound of the wind blowing down the flowers and falling to the water. Xiao Zihan had the courage to be fearless in his heart, and finally found a gap in the opponent's thunderous moves, and defeated the man in black with the sword of the brave in his hand. He propped himself up with his sword, beads of sweat on his forehead, and gasped for breath urgently, but his mood was happy and excited.

(c)

The voice of the blood sword jumped up with joy: "Congratulations on passing the second level, the next step is the test of will, this is the most critical level, if you fail to break through, you will still fall asleep, not only will you lose the qualification of the blood sword, but you will also die? Do you still need strength? Do you still want to continue?"

Xiao Zihan stood up and said confidently and firmly: "I need strength, and I want to continue to be tested." ”

"Okay! Enter the 'world of fire'!" The scene changed, Xiao Zihan entered a world of fire, the blazing fire grilled the earth, barbecued the whole world, he suddenly felt the sweat of his whole body evaporated, his skin cracked, and his lips became extremely chapped. Xiao Zihan entered the world of fire, but every step became more and more difficult and uncomfortable.

Looking into the distance, Xiao Zihan was unwilling to stop here, he was one step away, how could he be willing to fail in the last step, he needed strength, he needed strong strength. He gritted his teeth, let go of his fear, and summoned the courage of the brave to move forward. When his feet lost strength, he used his chapped hands to support his body and crawled forward, one step, ten steps, a hundred steps...... Slowly, he saw a pool of water, and in the pool there was a fiery red lotus flower, blooming with beautiful petals, bewitching and pleasant, and the petals of the lotus leaves seemed to swagger and seduce him like the hand of a beautiful woman.

Xiao Zihan stared in the direction of the waterhole in a daze, ignoring the exhaustion of his blood-stained knees, and then cracked, then oozing blood, and then splitting again, and again and again, he seemed to have numb his body, his legs had lost sensation, and he just habitually and mechanically crawled forward, and finally climbed to the edge of the pool, he stretched out his hand but plunged into the pool. The waterhole is not clear water, but water as red as fire, and when Xiao Zihan falls into the water, before he can cry out, he is swallowed up by the world like fire.

Suddenly, a ball of fire gushed out from the bottom of the pool, and a ball of fire wrapped Xiao Zihan rising, and the fire lotus suddenly caught him, and then wrapped him in the lotus plate layer by layer.

After the last light of the fire on heaven and earth had faded, the petals gently stretched out again, and the fiery red petals gradually faded and colorless, and then fell gently, shedding layers of its clothes, slowly revealing its pink-like body. Look, it was Xiao Zihan lying on the lotus plate, he fell asleep peacefully, and an innocent smile appeared on his handsome face.

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Zihan opened his eyes from the lotus plate, his face showed excitement, he was favored by the fire lotus. After the tempering of the fire lotus, both the body, the muscles and veins, as well as the intelligence and will have been improved.

(iv)

The voice of the blood sword sounded again: "Congratulations on passing the third level of the test of will, you are qualified to inherit the inheritance of the blood sword." Then, please enter the 'World of Swords'. Remember, the blood sword inheritance of the past generations is different in way and content, please open your mind, accept the inheritance of the blood sword, don't refuse, don't retreat, and look for the sword intent that suits you. It's up to you, I hope you don't let me down?"

The scene changed again, and Xiao Zihan entered the "world of swords", where there were swords everywhere, and the swords floating in the air were elegant and arrogant, staring at the white clouds and dogs, using the earth as a chopping board, and treating all beings as fish and meat.

The hard road was full of swords, and they made a "clanging clang" sound, as if they had made a friendly request to Xiao Zihan.

Xiao Zihan thought about the words of the blood sword, and continued to walk forward, the mountains in the distance were continuous, and the clouds and mist were shrouded all year round, such as in the ethereal space, a giant sword as black as ink stood high among the peaks, a pillar of optimus, straight into the sky, through the white clouds and dogs, standing proudly.

Xiao Zihan shook his head and muttered, "It's not what I need, it's too powerful, so powerful that I don't dare to look up at it?"

With a long sigh, Xiao Zihan turned around and walked forward along a mountain stream. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west, and when he goes around the mountain peaks, the original sunny weather suddenly becomes cold, and the snow flies for thousands of miles, turning the sky into a furnace, and dissolving everything into silver. There are also swords in the snow, crystal clear, cold and pressing, standing proudly in the wind, frost, snow and rain, as the snow falls all over the sky, there is a crisp sound of "jingling" in the wind and snow, which is very pleasant to the ear!

Xiao Zihan shook his head regretfully: "This is not what I need?"

He continued to walk forward, the cold wind was biting, the snow fell on his head, face, and neck, and his feet made a "creaking" sound on the snow, and gradually seemed to lose consciousness.

"I will never back down?" Xiao Zihan walked forward with difficulty, he was covered with snow all over his body, and he staggered across the snow, but in an instant it was as if he had entered a big melting furnace, and the hot fire suddenly dried up the snow on his body, and his stiff legs gradually regained consciousness, Xiao Zihan suddenly jumped in his heart: "This is my world, this is the power I want!"

There were volcanoes everywhere, and the fiery world swayed countless swords, making a buzzing sound, and the entire sword body sang in the fire lava.

Xiao Zihan carefully searched in the magma, and finally saw a sword with a red light all over his body, standing quietly on the side in isolation, it seemed unwilling to sing to sensationalize, because of loneliness and rejection by his peers, so he had to stay quietly in the corner alone, it was isolated The situation reminded Xiao Zihan of himself, and they couldn't help but resonate with each other.

Xiao Zihan concentrated the power of his whole body on his hands and pulled it out with great effort. The hot lava baked his cheeks, making him almost suffocated, and the extreme heat reached his hands, if he hadn't used his strength to protect his hands, he was afraid that his hands would have been dead long ago!

He drew his sword, and his eyes showed excitement: "With me with you in the future, you will never be lonely again!"

As soon as the words fell, the sword suddenly turned into a beating flame and disappeared in his hand, gradually merging into his body, and his whole body was suddenly contained by the flames, and he suddenly fell unconscious, and gradually disappeared!

A voice was heard in the vastness: "Congratulations on winning the support of the Sword Spirit, and from now on you will be the inheritor of the Blood Sword." ”