Chapter 12: Sword
Chapter 12: Sword
Considering the current combat effectiveness of the three of him, after obtaining the permission of Akala, he transferred this opportunity to Bu Lichen and exchanged a primary skill [Flame Fist] of the "Assassin" profession with the primary control level [Foodmaking].
Unlike other professions, assassins fight by exercising their physical and mental strength, and their bodies have the same energy as their internal qi, which is just suitable for Bu Lichen's energy attributes. As for [Flame Fist], for assassins, it is to combine their martial arts and spiritual strength to make the attack they release attach to the flame power and increase their attack power.
This kind of flame is stimulated by the mixture of spiritual power and internal gas, not ordinary fire, and has a certain damage bonus to negative energy.
With the same ability, different people naturally have different performances. [ Flame Fist] In the hands of Bu Lichen, a lot of changes have taken place.
She can not only attach this light red flame to her fist, but also attach it to the wooden knife, and even hit it like a "wave fist"! Of course, the last method consumes a lot of internal gas and is not easy to control.
Time passed unconsciously, and in a blink of an eye, it was the seventh day that Zhang Shen came to this world.
Four days ago, the three of them went out of the city to practice as usual.
Underpass, dark forest, black wasteland, Taimo Heights.
Cold crow, tree-headed wooden fist, I don't know how many monsters died with the tacit cooperation of the three people.
In the past few days, the relationship between the three has made Zhang Shen a little depressed and confused. Since the "true feelings revealed" that day, the relationship between the two women has returned to normal, and they are also cooperating in the battle, which is quite tacit, which is almost the same as before. The only change is probably that the attitude of the two towards Zhang Shen has become much more "intimate".
The most intuitive performance is that they are more open and more casual in front of Zhang Shen, showing their true temperament little by little. It seems that their hearts are all open, and the amorous feelings revealed from time to time make someone feast their eyes.
Originally, according to the route on the map, they should have gone to the forgotten tower in the black wasteland to trouble the perverted female count today, but the warning from the camp made them give up this idea.
From the information of the camp, Zhang Shen and the other three learned about the strange movements of nearby monsters.
I don't know when monsters in the bloody wasteland, stone wilderness, cold plain and other areas near the Rogge camp have suddenly increased, and they are all very familiar faces.
Orak, the moon family, pollution monsters, ghosts, stinking crows...
Monsters from other areas are actually approaching Rogge Camp!
It is reasonable that these unintelligent projection monsters will only wander on their own territory. Now they actually climb mountains and wade here. There is only one explanation--
This "monster siege" has begun!
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On the afternoon of the sixth day, the cathedral!
The originally magnificent cathedral has long been dilapidated and has become a stronghold for the skeleton mage's "ashes". It leads a large number of monsters to patrol the wide church and destroy the invading human professional flies for its owner, Andalil.
makes countless human beings afraid, and professionals love and fear. The projection of Andarier, one of the seven demons of hell who sighed secretly at the senior management of the alliance, lives on the 4th floor of the catacomb below the cathedral!
It's very quiet here. Because there are wandering monsters nearby, generally no one dares to come here to die.
However, at this moment, at the gate of the cathedral, a man stands proudly in the wind.
Ouyang Apocalypse!!
His clothes are ragged and stained with blood. ** The scars that have only recently healed can be seen on his skin, and his upper body is even tied with dark red bandages, which looks very embarrassing at first glance.
He still had an expression, staring at the church not far away with his eyes calm as water.
However, if a master like Kasha was here, he would be surprised to find that there was an extremely sharp will hidden in his body, revealing a prominent corner.
A person, a sword that is so rotten that it can't be rotten, gives people an unrivaled feeling!
Ouyang Tianqi walked to the church, but his ten-year-old ice-like expression changed significantly. His eyebrows frowned, and a little doubt flashed in his eyes.
The cathedral of demons everywhere should not be so quiet!
Ouyang Tianqi's heart bell rang, the pace remained unchanged, and the movement under his feet was smaller.
Through the crack of the rusty door, Ouyang Tianqi saw an amazing scene.
Monster corpses everywhere!
Someone took the lead and swept all the monsters in the cathedral!
"This wound..." Ouyang Tianqi squatted down and looked at the body of the monster that had not yet dissipated, and a wisp of surprise appeared in his eyes. It's a sword wound!" All the monsters died of sword wounds, and the wounds were extremely shallow, extremely thin and very thin, giving the impression that the man was using a strange sword as light as a blade with a wide fingernail cover.
Moreover, he was surprised to find that there was only one sword wound on each monster, all of which were in the absolute critical area of eyebrows and brain. Monsters in the first world are all projections. If you want to kill the enemy in this way, you must directly destroy their energy core (such as the soul fire of skeletons). And this man, every sword is right in the heart.
The visitor is a master of swords!
Ouyang Tianqi felt that his heartbeat was faster! In the silent heart, a stream of heat is surging, which is caused by the boiling war spirit!
Since the bloody wasteland, I don't know how many monsters have fallen under their swords. Even those ferocious so-called elite and leader-level monsters are not their own enemies!
I haven't met a decent opponent so far!
This made Ouyang Apocalypse very disappointed. He pursues strength, but does not recognize that he is invincible in the world.
The world is invincible, and all that remains is loneliness.
It's the same as the previous 18 years.
"C catch up with him!" The heart in his chest beat more and more intensely, and the accelerated blood flushed his face.
Ouyang Tianqi's right eye burst into a hot light, and he got up and ran with all his strength.
Catacombs.
1 layer, 2 layers. "Fresh" corpses can be seen everywhere, all of which are killed with a sword, clean and neat.
And the man was extremely fast, leaving no trace of battle on the ground. What does this mean? It means that these monsters were killed one after another without even time to react!
On the stairs from the 2nd to 3rd floor, Ouyang Tianqi jumped down and finally saw the man on the third floor. He was about to enter the fourth floor.
"Hmm?" The movement behind shocked the man. He casually solved the last monster Aurak on the third floor and turned around.
It's the vicissitudes of swordsman!
Quickly glanced at the bodies of various monsters covered the ground. Ouyang Tianqi took a deep breath and calmed down: "I want to compare swords with you."
The man was stunned and raised his eyebrows randomly, showing a playful look: "Compete sword?" Naturally, he saw the rotten and thrilling sword in Ouyang Tianqi's hand and became interested.
"Yes. However, I don't want to waste time on miscellaneous fish.
"Kill Andalil and prove your qualifications."
Ouyang Tianqi walked into the fourth floor without saying a word.
An hour later, when the swordsman went down the fourth floor, Andalil had fallen to the ground, and green blood flowed from its ferocious wounds and flowed to the ground.
Ouyang Tianqi leaned on the wall and kept pouring various potions into his mouth. Detoxification, treatment of trauma, treatment of internal injury...
A trace of inexplicable look flashed in the swordsman's eyes, took out a white jade bottle from his storage towel, and then poured out a bright red elixir from it.
"My name is Yan Yan." Report your name, indicating that you have initially recognized Ouyang Tianqi.
"True blood is the elixir." The swordsman Yan Jian threw the bright red elixir to Ouyang Tianqi, with a trace of flesh pain in his eyes.
Don't look at this small elixir, even if you buy it in the hands of the guard, it needs to be at least 500 universal points!
Ouyang Tianqi had no intention of checking at all, so he took it and threw it into his mouth.
The real blood returned to the elixir melted in the mouth, and then a huge heat flow penetrated through every part of his body, healing all his injuries! Even the consumed true elements and spirits have been restored!
"Thank you very much." Ouyang Tianqi understood the preciousness of this elixir and nodded his gratitude. Ouyang Tianqi.
Yan cut his lips angrily: "Don't talk nonsense. Let me see if you are worth my elixir."
At this time, Ouyang Tianqi saw his sword.
It is an ordinary sword, but the whole body is crystal clear and almost transparent, as if it is carved with a whole piece of flawless jade, which makes people worry about whether it will be broken as soon as they touch it.
As Ouyang Tianqi guessed before, this sword is very thin, about the thickness of three or four blades.
The body of the sword is covered with fish scale-like lines, close to the sword, and two words are carved - "virtual valley".
"The sword is named Xugu, three feet, six inches and four cents long, and weighs two, five cents and eight cents."
Yan Jie not only dressed up as an ancient swordsman, but also completely followed the ancient swordsman.
In fact, not only him, but also many defenders (such as Bu Lichen) do this.
There is a saying in the guardian space: only when you are honest in Tao can you be extremely Taoist.
Ouyang Tianqi suppressed the strangeness in his heart and put his rotten sword across his chest.
"A rotten sword, made of iron, is not famous."
Yan Tailor was stunned, and there was a trace of shame in his eyes. Ouyang Tianqi's behavior seems to be provoking and humiliating himself.
"Hip me with a sword!" After all, he was an old bird who had been on the battlefield for a long time. He quickly suppressed his emotional fluctuations and held his breath.
Xu Gu, out!
Yan cut out the flat thorn of the sword. At that moment, Ouyang Tianqi only saw a slight light blooming, and then seemed to ignore the space distance. In an instant, a light came straight to his eyebrows, and its unparalleled sharpness made his eyebrows and skin painful, and an illusion arose spontaneously.
If you don't avoid it, you will die!
"Avoid? How can it be!"
Ouyang Tianqi's pupil condensed and burst out a little light.
The remnant sword, come out!
His movements were rude and direct, raising his sword and splitting against the edge of the virtual valley.
That posture is like a farmer cutting firewood, using the sword in his hand as a firewood knife.
Ding!!
The crisp sound suddenly bloomed, like the first sound of the empty valley, filling all the space on the fourth floor.
Under the sword of Ouyang Tianqi, it was accurately cut on the tip of the sword in the virtual valley!
The sharp sound around the beam, and the face was motionless. Ouyang Tianqi took more than ten steps to remove most of the power of the former's sword. His face was pale, a trace of blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and his right hand holding the sword trembled violently.
The swordsman's mouth went up: "Your intuition is very strong, but your swordsmanship is simply terrible!"
"The sword master is light, mainly thorns and cuts. You actually... use and cut, really..."
"Give up. The sword is not suitable for you. You should use a knife."
"It's not too late to modify the knife method now."
When saying this, Yancai really thought about Ouyang Tianqi. In his opinion, with the talent shown by Ouyang Tianqi, if he modified the knife, he will definitely achieve extremely high achievements.
Practicing the sword not only spoils himself, but also destroys the sword in his hand!
click!
The rotten sword in Ouyang Tianqi's hand finally went on strike, completely shattered and scattered on the ground.
Throw away the hilt of the sword casually, Ouyang Tianqi raised his head and quietly looked at the swordsman, about to say something.
Boom!!!!
In an instant, the breath of terror fell from the sky like Mount Tai!
Everything on the fourth floor will be destroyed!