Chapter 205 Sword Heart appears
The sword is like a groundbreaking sword. Just a sharp light divides yin and yang, opens up the five elements of heaven and earth, and the flow of four elements of wind, thunder and fire, which suddenly blocks the strength of the remaining blood, and even the huge aftershocks continue to spread.
"Jianxin, it's you!" The sharp eyes of residual blood instantly penetrated Tianyu, like two brilliant torches, which can burn everything. The vigorous blood gas exploded, and there was lightning and thunder in the sky. This is the sound of blood rubbing out of blood and void. The residual blood is like an immortal furnace, domineering.
Suddenly, there was a fluctuation in the void, and a white-haired and black-shirted young man appeared. His eyes were extremely deep, and even the blood of residual blood was torn by the sharp eyes, but surprisingly, the man did not seem to be handsome, but if someone tasted carefully, he was definitely a perfect man.
"The residual blood is me. I didn't expect your cultivation to be refined." The heart of the sword opened its mouth, and the dark cyan broken sword roared with his voice. The sword body was six feet and seven inches long, perfect as the best sheep fat jade, shining brightly. You can see the sword-shaped ancient characters branded on it, and there are grand heavenly sounds spreading, sounding like yellow bells, Buddha's Zen sounds, with indelible world-class pressure, the only regret It was that the sword that could have been called a peerless soldier broke and became mutilated.
When the blood saw the man in front of him, the fear in his eyes became stronger and stronger. Even Duanmu Junxi, who was respected as the strongest young man in the five regions, could not let him pay so much attention to it, because he knew that the man had already reached the realm of creation and became a saint in the year of his weak crown. He worshipped his subordinates in the Northern Dynasty and lived in seclusion. The super existence of the year.
"Can Jian, although you are very strong, you are too naive to influence me." The blood said lukewarmly. In the face of this epic man in front of him, he still has his unparalleled domineering spirit, as if there is no one in the eternal heavens who can make him surrender, even those Taichu gods.
Unexpectedly, Jianxin didn't say much. He just looked at the melting snow water of the ice field and became distracted. No one could know what this mythical existence was thinking. Jianxin was like an indifferent fairy. The mortal dispute could not affect his incomparable heart lake at all.
The cold wind blew quietly and gently blew the hair of the two most noble and proud sons in the world. Their eyes met in the air, and immediately both of them showed a heartfelt smile. If anyone saw such a strange scene, it was estimated that even their eyes could stare out, and the two eight poles could not hit them. Isn't it a joke that the strong together actually talked and laughed on the ruined plain?
But the truth is the truth. It can't be changed because of anything. Maybe ordinary people are different. This is a higher-level communication, no position, no enemy, let alone identity. This is just an affirmation of both sides.
"I think Mu Yuze is your younger brother, but I still want to kill him." The smile was slightly restrained, and the blood whispered softly to the blue sky.
"Ha ha, his life and death have nothing to do with me. This is the first time and the last time. If he doesn't have the ability to survive in this prosperous era, it is his strength."
The sword heart smiled slightly, and the warm curvature covered the starlight. No one could describe the charm of this man at this moment, and even the residual blood looked slightly.
"You are straightforward, but I won't come to your younger brother next time, but come to you."
The blood left a sentence, and the body disappeared into nothingness, leaving only the heart of the sword standing on the top of the mountain and looking at the bright moon.
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The southern capital is a continent that is not well-known in the five regions. It does not have the vastness of Xiling, the numerous sects of Dongzhao Hengsha, the endless super masters in the northern sky, and all kinds of lively scenic spots in Zhongzhou, but this is definitely a place where the strong return to retreat. No one dares to underestimate anyone here. Even if he is a ragged and hungry old man, because maybe this is a supreme master who is tasting life. If you disturb him, maybe he will be directly killed and die.
Although there are many hermits, this is definitely a pure land in the world, with strong aura and few monks. Mortal people live and work in peace and contention. On this undisputable pure land, a blue figure falls into the Roland Mountains, which can definitely be regarded as a big news.
At this time, a soldier-like team came out of the dense jungle. Some big men were full of blood, dragons and tigers, and full of killing. At first glance, they were fierce characters who had experienced countless killings. There were also several large sacks on their backs, in which wisps of spiritual power overflowed, which was a kind of spirit beast. Tao.
"Uncle Wang, today's harvest is really great. I guess it can catch up with the harvest in a few days." A teenager in brocade cheered and looked at the old and learned middle-aged man around him, full of admiration.
The middle-aged man also smiled and was not proud at all. For these mercenaries who lived on the edge of the knife, a little harvest is nothing at all.
"Ha ha, Xiao Li, you will definitely be much better than Mr. Wang in the future. Even if your talent is so big in Li Lan's house, even the old master is full of praise." Seeing the innocent and lively appearance of the teenager, the mercenaries who had been living in the killing slowly relaxed and teased the curious young man.
Hearing the praise of the mercenaries, 'Little Li' smiled proudly. After all, many young people are difficult to be happy and angry in the praise of everyone. Naturally, he is in the category of most people.
At this time, a cold and arrogant woman in a blue green cigarette shirt smiled disdainfully and said playfully, "Little Li, do you think you are strong enough? Let me tell you, your strength is estimated to be that a second-order high-level spirit beast can kill you.
"Uh."
Hearing the woman's words, the 'little plum' is like a frosted eggplant. He is fearless at home. He is only afraid of this half-sister. Since he was a child, he has been obedient to this sister and dare not disobey at all. Therefore, he dares not refute the cold woman's words, but in his eyes He exposed his thoughts directly.
"Hey!"
Lan Xinyu sighed in her heart that her cheap brother is not bad, but the exaggeration of a young man is indispensable. Such a personality is destined to suffer a great loss in the future. However, as the saying goes, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. It is futile for a woman to know how to remind her. The important thing is to let this brother wake up by herself.
Uncle Wang has been watching the debate between the two with a smile and without saying a word.
Suddenly, a quite strong soldier sounded an alarm and shouted, "Your Excellency, I found a half-immortal man in the cliff."
Hearing the words of the mercenary, everyone quickly looked at it. Sure enough, they saw a beautiful man with a beautiful face falling into several pieces of rocks with scars. These mercenaries could no longer recognize whether the man's clothes were blue or red, because the blood had completely soaked the clothes and it was difficult to distinguish.
Little plum immediately came to the spirit. At his age, these new things undoubtedly have a huge attraction. Seeing this strange man who was obviously being hunted down, the curiosity in the teenager's heart could not be resisted.
Anyway, let's save him first,
Finally, Uncle Wang finally issued an order, and several mercenaries rushed forward.
Suddenly, the young man took the blood sword behind him like lightning, and the powerful power swept away...