Chapter 12 A Sword

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A long sword came out of the prince's body. The sword was as warm as jade, just like the owner of the sword, as warm as the wind and without murder.

It is indeed a good sword. People and swords match each other, and they are all gentlemen.

The prince did not hold the sword in his hand and gently sent it forward. The sword broke away from the slender and powerful palm and floated around him, which was extraordinary.

The demon in white finally raised his head, and his voice was no longer negative, but asked, "What's the name of this sword?"

The prince still looked as warm as the wind. He laughed softly and said, "This sword is called Cangshui. In the old years, I accidentally picked it up from the bottom of the Cangshui River in the southern barbarian land. Because of the extraordinary aura, there is a sense of righteousness hanging in it, so I brought it back as a sword."

The southern barbaric place is the southernmost part of the Zhongzhou Empire. It is said that the place is full of people and muddy swamps. Although it is like clouds and mountains, there are very few phoenixes. According to rumors, all the people living there are all evil people who live there. They have to sneak into the dangerous place because they are hunted down. If ordinary people enter there Eighty-nine out of ten can't return safely.

Some people also say that in that dangerous place, there are infinite fierce beasts, which is the paradise of animal insects, and one of the phoenix clans cannot survive there.

Everyone stared at the young master Yi Pianxuan like a miracle. The person who can get out of there must be an extraordinary person. No wonder he can fight with such confidence and the famous white man.

The demon in white continued to say, "Cangshui Sword? It must be the sword left by the senior master. It's really unusual. I don't know whether this sword is suitable for the person who left the sword, but I think this sword is very suitable for you.

The prince arched his hand and said, "It's a compliment!"

The demon in white said, "In this case, let you and I fight to your heart's content and do what we can!"

The prince said, "It's so good, but please ask the white brother to do something first."

The demon in white did not use any magic power, but just said, "I have spent decades of your time. How can I move before you, and you can make a move!"

Although the prince is as elegant as the wind, he is not pedantic. He pinched his fingers into a sword shape, took a step forward and laughed, "In this way, I will limit myself to three moves and ask for your advice. Please have a look, Little Dragon Sword!" After saying that, the two fingers walked side by side, and the rhinoceros tapped the water sword with one finger.

The viciss of water sword fruit is not a mortal sword. With the gentle movement of the prince, it is like a dragon entering the sea, and some of the sound of dragons vibrates with the wind of the sword. Looking at the faster and faster the sword, if the dragon in the wind rushed to the man in white, the demon in white pointed to the sky, and the strange blade naturally appeared in front of him to block the blow for him.

Before getting a blow, the vicissitudes sword automatically circled back in the void. The prince staggered his fingers again and laughed loudly and said, "Look at this sword, gentleman!" Two fingers were a little more in the void, and the sword galloped away to the white man.

A gentleman, and like the wind...

Although the sword is fast, it gives people a feeling of being as gentle and modest. It seems that this sword is not to hurt people. The demon in white also gently flashed his hands in the void, and a little blue light shone on Hu No Return.

Only in an instant, two magic weapons clashed, and there was a sound of impact between heaven and earth. Russia, the two swords separated and returned to their masters.

The prince smiled and said, "Brother in white is superb, and look at this sword again, let's say goodbye!" After saying that, the sword flies away and walk in the void. It seems that the wife folds the willows for her husband to see her off, and it seems that the two close friends part with their hands. It seems that the virtuous teacher sends his disciples far away, and the father and children look across the mountain.

A separation from the water, a separation for decades.

Where are you, don't think about it, and miss each other...

The charm of this sword is so rich that everyone watching it falls into endless memories. It seems that it is not a sword, but a magical fan that removes the clouds of memory.

A middle-aged guest with a bearded face saw the ambition of his childhood.

A white-haired old man in gorgeous clothes saw the struggle to climb for more than 200 years.

Gu Jian was drinking with a cup, but it seemed to see in an instant that he had made a vow to his father when he was young a hundred years ago.

Xi Feiyun looked in a trance, and all her aspirations were dissipated. Only the Xiao Suo figure with a long sword on her back was her beloved, but she had died a few years ago.

Xi stared at her husband, the man destined to be proud of her, with the bright moon and the touch of affection in front of her.

......

The demon in white is also a vulgar person, and he also has memories hidden in the depths of his memory. When this sword stabbed, all the hidden past appeared in front of him bit by bit. His face seemed to be snow-white for thousands of years, and gradually showed confusion and hesitation.

Fortunately, the strange blade was a dead object. When it was dangerous to its owner, it immediately stood in front of it. The Cangshui Sword contains great sword meaning, but it does not have the support of its master's mana. It is shot more than ten feet away with just one blow.

But it was this blow that immediately woke up the demon in white who fell into illusion. In the sword, he was the most affected, forcing himself to recover, and there was a trace of blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

The demon in white stared at the long sword that had arrived in front of him, stretched his fingers side by side, and stopped the progress of the Cangshui Sword in an instant.

All the illusions dissipated in an instant.

The Cangshui Sword returned in vain, so it quickly returned to the side of the prince and floated strangely in the void.

The demon in white wiped away the dark blue blood from the corners of his mouth and was born with a smile. He only heard him say, "The prince is really a good swordsmanship. The world is sincere. Today, I can see such a sword move. It's a lucky life!"

The prince said with a smile, "Brother Tai is also a good spell, at least integrating more than three grades of strength, and there is also a supernatural soldier who protects the Lord. This sword makes you laugh."

The strange blade flew back to the surroundings of the white-clad demon again, and the white-clad guest said, "How dare you! Now I have seen your high-level moves, and I have also asked someone to offer two ugly tricks. Please taste them.

The prince was gentle and polite and said, "It's so good!"

The demon in white held the end of Hu's return with both hands and closed his eyes as if he was brewing something. The light on the magic soldier was getting better and better. Although it was slightly less than the light of the "wentian" sword, then its fierce and decisive momentum had gone straight to the sky to cut through the clouds.

The prince was cautious and defensive. With a gentle movement of his right hand, the water sword fell into his hand. He held the sword and quietly waited for the white demon to send out this blow.

The demon in white finally finished brewing and stood with a divine soldier and said, "Brother, this move is called Hu Bui. It is the only trick on my sword. Please give me some advice!" After saying that, one soldier and one blade came, and it seemed to be faster than the wind!

The prince didn't say anything anymore, and his whole body adjusted to the best state to wait for a blow.

Three thousand feet of white hair, and the sorrow seems to be long.

When you see the beautiful city, see the beautiful country again.

If you don't return, what do you do?

It is not a magic move, but endless regret and hatred, as if to split this mountain and destroy everything that can be seen.

Only for the memorial, just for regret!

This move is too powerful. The prince carried all the power of his whole body and gathered them in the sword, fighting for endless fighting spirit, vowing to block this blow.

Because there is a woman standing quietly not far behind him...

The dazzling light hides the two, and everyone can no longer see what's going on there. They can only worry or look forward to it.

Just in an instant, the light stands out, and the white demon is still the honor, but it seems that he has fallen into endless pain, the scars on his face gradually emerge, and there is no calmness in his eyes, not like a human being, like a beast only for revenge and destruction.

The prince finally practiced for decades less than the devil in white. Although this blow was not fatal, it was hurt by the infinite murderous intention. With just one blow, it staggered down to the crowd in the air like a broken bamboo owl.

After that move was sacrificed, Yi Jian felt bad. When his body was blown to the crowd, he immediately appeared in the void and took the prince's body. With an angry face, he handed him over to a worried face. He looked at the guest in white and said angrily, "Let me ask you for advice on behalf of the child."

Xi gently hugged the young man who kept spitting out blood, and two lines of tears fell in his eyes, stained with the rouge at the corners of his mouth, which was particularly eye-catching. The prince slowly opened his eyes, clenched his soft-browed jade hand, and said softly, "I'll just have some internal injuries. I'll be fine. Don't worry."

Xi's soft eyebrows were a little choked: "How can I not worry? It's still a wedding night, and you are so seriously injured. I, I'll fight with the man in white!" After saying that, he wanted to get up, but his hands were pulled by the prince. When he saw him slowly shake his head, he could only fix his body.

At this time, the demon in white has returned to Qingming from his madness. He looked at the injured prince sitting on the chair, and Yi Jian, who stood in front of the prince, arched his hand and said, "Brother, I'm sorry for offending someone!"

The prince waved his hand and smiled, "It doesn't matter. I'm not good at learning."

Yi Jian stared at the demon in white and said angrily, "On the wedding night, you made such a heavy hand. Don't blame me for being rude. I will definitely stay here today!"

The white-clad demon let go of his hands and let it continue to float around him. He said with a smile, "If it hadn't been for my wish, I would have left this dirty world and let someone teach me the master of the country!"

Each of them has their own momentum and waits for a blow.

Suddenly, several loud voices came from the distance: "Brother Yi, my little nephew, such a big happy event, how can there be no me!" But it was the voice of the lord of the country.

Everyone held their breath and waited for the Ming Dynasty to come. They all said that the good people did not come and were not good. So if the Ming appeared at this time, is it good or bad?

In just a moment, three people appeared in front of everyone. In addition to Mingruo, the previous flying lord, there was a young man and a jasper girl behind him.

Yi Jian looked at the young man, dressed in white, as bright as the moon. He must have been the captain of the imperial inspection brigade.