Chapter 13 Scattered

"I didn't expect you two to be so flexible." The giant sword twisted on the ground, and the sword god in his left hand pulled out the huge sword and bowed. The huge sword swept towards the butterfly dance like the fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

With a "ding" sound, the butterfly dance was completely natural at this time. Seeing the huge sword sweeping over, the silkworm soft sword poked the ground, and then the elasticity of the soft sword. The butterfly dance bounced itself into the air. At this time, the giant sword swept over and hit the silkworm soft sword. The sword was smashed into a bow. The butterfly dance was dangerous. Avoid this trick.

The giant sword in the hand of the left sword god is indeed unabated. The giant sword has swept a 180-degree circle, turned over, and the giant sword swept towards the sword clan. At this time, the swordsman was still lying on the ground and saw the rapid true qi coming. The swordsman grabbed the ice blade in his hand and lifted it up to block the attack of the giant sword. However, the sword clan is indeed not much better. The power of the left-handed sword god is much higher than that of the swordsman. No matter how many levels the skill of Jimo Villa is, it cannot offset this huge The surprise.

The sound of "plop" and "shudling" came together, and the sword clan lay on the ground and was directly knocked down by the attack of the giant sword. A blood arrow spewed out of the sword clan's mouth again.

"You are far worse than your ancestors." The left-hand sword god suddenly turned around, and the giant sword pointed straight to the blood-stained sword clan.

The sword clan smiled bitterly: "The reputation of the sword clan is really ashamed to humiliate its ancestors, and the seniors laughed." After saying that, another blood arrow flew out of his mouth.

Butterfly Dance couldn't help but feel worried when looking at the swordsman: "Don't say two words."

The swordsman was even more helpless. The gap between the two sides is really too big. This powerful gap is really not something that can be filled by the skills of the swordsman and the butterfly dance. In an instant, I can't save you. I'm really ashamed. The swordsman thought silently, and his shameful thoughts filled the whole brain of the swordsman like a tide.

Under the dim light, the white shadow flashed and came to the front of the sword clan in a blink of an eye. The giant sword held against the sword clan's throat: "Come on, where are the fragments of the soul chasing jade?"

"Your fragments are in the body of your giant sword. What will you do if you don't have the support of the Xuanhun jade fragments in the giant sword?" The swordsman coughed fiercely and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood and said bleakly.

"Bored, you think my skills are in vain." When the left-handed sword god spoke, the giant sword handed forward half a finger (one finger equals one centimeter)

"Maybe I can really kick off your huge sword." After saying that, the swordsman tilted his head and raised his feet, and a true breath shot out from the toes of the swordsman. At this time, the left-hand sword god did not react slowly and handed his hand forward, but the giant sword did stick to the sword clan's hair and inserted into the wooden pillar.

The sword clan quickly supported the ground with one hand, and the left foot did not reduce its momentum at all. The left sword god saw that the huge sword was handed into the wooden pillar, and it was too late to close. His right leg bone kicked on the ground, and his left leg bone kicked fiercely to the head of the sword clan. This kick was quite old and accurate.

However, the left-hand sword god did forget that there was still one person behind him. The silkworm soft sword mercilessly pierced into the skeleton of the left-hand sword god. Of course, the butterfly dance is not the little sister who first ventured into the world. If a sword pierced into the right chest, it doesn't matter. The experience of the butterfly dance is quite rich, and it is impossible to think about dealing with the white bone clan. As simple as in it, the butterfly dance turned his backhand, and the silkworm soft sword instantly removed more than half of the ribs in front of the left sword god's chest. A huge hole appeared in the white rib shelf.

Although the left sword god was not painful, he was indeed quite angry. The giant sword suddenly pulled back, and the tip of the sword flew up from the ground and danced towards the butterfly. The giant sword launched a strong sword spirit and pointed straight to the butterfly dance.

"When" with a heavy sound, a wooden stick blocked the attack of the giant sword, and the butterfly dance and the sword clan looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief. Yes, a wooden stick really blocked the giant sword of the left sword god.

The sword clan really can't believe everything in front of them. They can block the giant sword of the left-handed sword god with a wooden stick. How powerful should this be? Naturally, the sword clan knows whether it is the sword wind that comes to the rescue the scene, or is unlikely, or the sword Zhang Ping comes out to save the scene? During the battle, the swords kept hoping that this miracle could happen, but unfortunately, since the canopy of the butterfly dance was broken, Zhu Jianzhangping has never seen any movement of the ice blade in his hand.

Butterfly Dance looked at the wooden stick for a while, turned his head and looked at the sword clan. At this time, the butterfly dance was also puzzled. Of course, the most depressing thing was the left-handed sword god. Along the way, there were few enemies. Since his resurrection, he has long been used to the feeling of being invincible in the world. At the thought of the people of Jimo Villa, they were still free of themselves. Ce, the left-hand sword god feels quite relieved, but now it seems that everything is as simple as daydreaming.

A wooden stick that is not gorgeous at all. It seemed to be extremely simple. The three of them could even see that this was a very simple wooden stick, that is, a wooden stick made of cypress wood. The time passed slowly as if a century had passed. The three swordsman stared at the wooden stick and looked forward to the owner of the wooden stick. They all wanted to see the master of the hidden dragon and crouching tiger to the end. Who is sacred?

"Who is coming?" The giant sword slowly pulled back, and the skull of the left sword god looked around, and a little hoarse voice came out of the mouth of the left hand sword god.

"Dare to ask the seniors who is a master, and the Soege swordsman ask for a look." The swordsman stood up respectfully and saluted around.

Butterfly Dance also said, "I dare to ask the predecessors who is a master of the butterfly door of the Qin Empire."

The wooden stick slowly floated in mid-air, and there was no intention to withdraw or take it back. The surrounding environment was very quiet, and the three of them did not make a sound at all. They all breathed and waited for the owner of the wooden stick to appear.

"Pear, let's show up." The voice of a middle-aged woman came from the corner of the house in the dark. As soon as the middle-aged woman's voice fell, she heard some fragmentary footsteps coming towards the place where the three were standing. At this time, the sword clan also saw the wooden stick floating in the air like a meteor, hidden in the darkness.

"Is it the Swordsman?" The voice of a middle-aged woman came from the darkness, which seemed steady, and it was not the female voice just now.

"Dare to ask the seniors." The swordsman greeted the people.

"Cen Ren Piao Xun has seen the young hero."

"You know this man." The butterfly dance quickly leaned closer to the direction of the sword clan. The latter shook his head: "I'm sure he is a descendant of the Chengren family, but I don't know exactly what branch it is."

"Evil spirit clan." The figure of a group of women appeared in the dark, and the black gauze skirts were hidden in the dark corner and could not be seen. At this time, the sword clan could not feel the true spirit of the group of the women in black opposite side. As for magic, the sword clan really could not feel it. Has it reached the realm of Niu 13 hidden in the market? The sword clan thought I have a headache.

"Don't the young man know us?" The leading woman approached the swordsman.

The sword clan coughed gently. There was indeed a sharp pain in his chest, and another mouthful of blood spewed out. A white bottle fell in front of the sword clan. This time, the white bottle was very close. The sword clan obviously saw a trace of wind blade constantly rotating to hold the white bottle to keep it from falling to the ground. The rotating blade should be magic.

"Floating and scattered, specializing in treating internal injury and bleeding. It is also very effective to stop bleeding from external injuries. The leading woman seems to be afraid of the swordsman's disbelief.

In fact, the sword clan was relieved when they heard about the "evil spirit clan" and knew that it was lucky to pick up a life again this time. The sword clan opened the 'floating' and poured white powder into their mouth. In fact, the 'floating' is a medicinal material, but the sword clan did not quite understand it. Because although there are records of things such as the library, they have not paid attention to it. When they think of what this 'floating' is, the sword clan feels a little ashamed.

"It is made by boiling human bone marrow and shell bone powder."

The swordsman spit out blood again and stared at the middle-aged woman in black in front of him: "I'm eating human ashes."

"It can be said." The woman in black doesn't seem to care about the swordsman's answer at all.

"How can you eat human bone marrow?" The butterfly dance couldn't help feeling extremely disgusting.

"Why can't you eat it? Ask him how it feels." The wooden stick touched the shoulder of the swordsman again. The butterfly dance looked at the swordsman, and the latter nodded: "The feeling in the body seems to be much better."

"Have you really eaten it?" Butterfly Dance looked at the sword flute's nephew in front of him incredibly. It's more surprising than seeing the national treasure giant panda.

"I ate it." The swordsman nodded. After saying that, the swordsman felt a burst of sadness and ate people's bone marrow. This was the first time in their life.

"Have you finished speaking?" Previously, he was ignored by the sword clan and butterfly dance, but now he is ignored by a group of people. The temper of the left-hand sword god is naturally not much better, and his words are full of gunpowder.

"You are the left-handed sword god who has been messing up recently." A middle-aged woman in black who claimed to be surnamed Cheng Ren Piaoxu turned her wooden stick and pointed to the sword god of her left hand.

The left-hand sword god does not shy away: "I was the left-hand sword god two hundred years ago. What's wrong? Do you think you, a magician, can kill me, a master at the peak of the tenth level of Shuntian Realm. The power of the left-hand sword god is more than one back higher than that of the sword clan. Naturally, he has already felt the magical breath of Chengren.

"It seems that you don't know anything about the evil spirits." Cheng Ren's fluttering is indeed quite sure of me.

"How much do you know about the evil spirit clan, a very mysterious nation?" The butterfly dance looked at the swordsman and asked.

"A little." The sword clan is also helpless. The evil spirit clan is a very mysterious race. This race seems to have the blood of the Yi people and the blood of the Chinese, and there is another biggest characteristic, that is, there are only girls in this nation. As for the others, the swords really don't know.