Chapter 828, Blackened Magic Sword, Yue Nv Kill

Fierce emotions refine the will, and deep love and hate crush the spirit. Although in the eyes of the outside world, it may be only a very short moment, from the perspective of spirit and thinking, Zhu Peng has spent hundreds of thousands of years...

When a human being comes to the word "speed", the fastest is the idea of thinking, which is just the most ordinary mortal. He may also spend decades quickly in a dream. When he wakes up, he is stunned to find that he has only passed a moment in real life. The most representative example is "Nanke's dream, Huang Liang is not familiar with it."

Although it is not obvious, in fact, the strenuous exercise of mental thinking is far more consuming than the strenuous exercise on the body. A mortal Nanke has been a relative limit after 20 years of dreaming. No matter how much he dreams, the body will not stand it. As a practice, Zhu Peng's physique and spirit are stronger than mortals in other aspects. It's a thousand times more, but even so, after thinking is far faster than a thousand times faster than the normal speed of the body, Zhu Peng's body and will are gradually unsupported for a long time.

The external performance is that Chu Tianji noticed that Zhu Peng's life characteristics became thinner and thinner in a short period of time, and unexpectedly had the intention of hanging up directly in the process of refining Nuwa stone fragments.

At the beginning, Chu Tianji thought that Zhu Peng had an epiphany in the process of refining Nuwa Stone, so he never interrupted him.

After all, for practitioners, the hatred of preventing people from practicing is more than killing their parents. Even if Chu Tianji interrupts Zhu Peng's epiphany with good intentions, Zhu Peng has to draw his sword and kill him directly after knowing it. On the contrary, in the process of Zhu Peng's epiphany, he protected him. After Zhu Peng woke up, he had to remember Chu Tianji's great kindness.

However, after a while, Zhu Peng's breath of life turned sharply and became more and more thin. Chu Tianji sensed that something was wrong, but he did not dare to touch Zhu Peng, because he saw a wisp of pure green sword spirit, which was very familiar on the purple flame that gradually rose and boiled on Zhu Peng's body. This wisp of sword spirit was entangled with fierce purple. In the fire, it was like a poisonous insect attached to the bone. Instead of being burned, it entangled Zhu Peng's body more and more deeply tightened, and there was a meaning of directly killing Zhu Peng.

Chu Tianji naturally can see that this wisp of pure cyan condensed sword spirit is exactly the Yue female sword spirit of his female head. He is not sure what is going on now, so he naturally does not dare to act rashly. Otherwise, it will really delay the matter of the female head, but Chu Tianji feels that he can't afford to offend...

At the same time, Zhu Peng is being defeated and killed again and again in a one-on-one sword fight. Although this is the space of thinking, with the sword fighting again and again, the meaning of "defeat, death, extinction" is still gradually entering Zhu Peng's artistic conception.

At this time, in Zhu Peng's mental mood, there was a fire of war and killing, and the sword fighting of thousands or even tens of thousands of people. At this time, the gorgeous palace was burned by the fierce fire, and the strong water could not be extinguished.

A young man dressed in white, holding a long sword, but with loose shoulders led a thousand swordsmen to attack the only place in the palace that had not fallen. After the fierce fighting, Miyagi fell.

Wipe away the residual blood on the sword. After the fight, Zhu Peng was confused: "Who am I? Where am I?" He didn't know, but his body took him away in a hurry.

In the deep palace, there seems to be something he can't forget. Even if he forgets himself, he can't forget her. With a few guards, Zhu Peng, dressed in white, rushed into the palace and called a name that he didn't know: "Yiguang, Yiguang! Where are you?"

Zhu Peng's will at this time is confused. He can faintly detect that something is wrong, but his body at this time is acting by himself. Zhu Peng, as a will, is like a spectator. He looks at "self" or "he" and runs through a corridor, and the footsteps make a clear echo. The long corridor is actually hollow... ...

Zhu Peng has been alive for hundreds of years, which can be called a strong record of Bo Wen. At this time, stepping on this hollow corridor, he suddenly remembered the old legend in his mind: the legend of the earth, the beautiful Xi Shi's footsteps are light, and every step is like playing the piano and drums, with a wonderful music beat.

Wu Wangfu loved it so much that he built a hollow corridor to listen to her musical footsteps every day.

"Lelang, Yiguang, is this the Guanwa Palace of Fucha?" Just as Zhu Peng was thinking, on the other side of the corridor, the music-like light footsteps sounded, like a happy brocade, like a Qinghe Yaoqin, and a soft voice said, "Young uncle, is it really you?"

Although the soft and beautiful voice is like the sound of nature, Zhu Peng is not so ecstasy because of a sound. However, the body of the young man in white, as soon as he heard this soft voice, his chest surged with blood and shouted, "It's me, it's me!" I'm Young Uncle. I'm here to pick you up.

In the words, the young man in white threw down his blood-stained sword and staggered over.

The music on the music gallery was full of music, and then a soft body suddenly rushed into his arms. This hug was full of happiness, as if embracing the whole world. The strong joy even diluted Zhu Peng's pure will, which made him once think that he was a young uncle and a doctor in the State of Yue. Li.

The spring night melted, and the fragrance of flowers floated into the palace through the curtain from the garden. Fan Li and Xi Shi were talking about their lovesickness after a long separation.

However, suddenly there were a few sheep calls in the silence. It was an ordinary voice, but at this moment, it sounded like a soul-suppressing. Fan Li and Xi Shishang had nothing, but Zhu Peng's will suddenly woke up, and his body was immersed in coldness. Zhu Peng only felt a great danger.

However, Zhu Peng could feel that Fan Li, who was kissing me with the peerless beauty, had no sense. He stared at Xi Shi and said with a gentle smile, "You still can't forget the scenery of your hometown. Do you also raise goats in this palace?"

Xi Shi shook her head with a smile. She was also a little strange. How could there be sheep barking? However, in front of the beloved, except for gentle love, any other thoughts will not stay in the heart for a long time. She slowly stretched out her hand and held the left hand of the man in front of her. The hot blood flowed quickly in the veins of the two people at the same time.

But suddenly, a woman's voice sounded like ice hitting jade in the quiet night: "Fan Li! You asked your Xi Shi to come out, and I'm going to kill her!"

Zhu Peng was excited, and Fan Li stood up suddenly.

Xi Shi felt that his palm suddenly became cold. Of course, he would become cold. He was targeted by the first swordsman in the world or even the first swordsman in the world. Ordinary people may be scared to kneel on the spot. Fan Li knelt lightly, because he recognized the voice of Yue Nv Aqing. Her voice floated in over the high wall of the Guanwa Palace with a deep hatred.

"Fan Li, Fan Li, I'm going to kill your Xi Shi. She can't escape. I must kill your Xi Shi."

Holding Xi Shi's soft and slender hands, the young man in white and looking embarrassed but handsome was both frightened and confused: "Why did she kill Yi Guang? Yiguang has never offended her!"

All of a sudden, his heart lit up. The bits and pieces of getting along with Aqing in the past came to his heart, and he instantly understood: "It turns out that she is not really an ignorant country girl. She has always liked me."

The confusion is gone, and the panic is even more.

He has been full of ups and downs, and has been a great wealth for the country. He is a doctor. He is facing major events and has doubts. I don't know how many risks he has experienced. When he was besieged by layers of soldiers at the foot of Huiji Mountain and his food was exhausted, he was not afraid at this moment. Xi Shi felt that his palms were wet and greasy with cold sweat, and felt that his palms were gently hair. Shake.

If A Qing wants to kill himself, Fan Li will not be afraid, but she wants to kill Xi Shi.

"Fan Li, Fan Li! I'm going to kill your Xi Shi. She can't escape!" A Qing's voice came in from outside the palace wall.

Of course, he can't escape. In this world, the Yue girl A Qing is determined to kill anyone. The man committed suicide before being found by A Qing, otherwise there is almost no other way to escape the fate of being killed by A Qing.

Strong panic and turbulent emotions constantly impact Zhu Peng's will. After all, he was attached to Fan Li at this time, but he followed a process and uncontrollable action.

It's just that he still suppresses those turbulent emotions, because Zhu Peng is more ruthless than Fan Li. He has already cut off his own negative emotions. Because of these tenseness, it is of no benefit to the development of the situation, and even make things worse and worse.

For Zhu Peng's suppression of negative emotions, Fan Li calmed down and said to Xi Shi, "I'm going to see this person." After saying that, he gently let go of Xi Shi's hand and quickly walked out of the palace door.

Eighteen guards followed him. Everyone heard A Qing's call just now, and everyone was very surprised to hear her shouting the name of "Breaking Wu Hero" Dr. Fan outside the palace.

Fan Li walked outside the palace gate, and the moonlight covered the floor. However, at a glance, there was no one there, so he said loudly, "Miss Qing, please come here. I have something to say."

There is silence everywhere. Fan Li said again, "Miss Qing, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you?" But such gentle words still didn't listen to the answer. Fan Li waited for a long time, but never saw A Qing appear.

He whispered to the guards and immediately transferred a thousand armored men and a thousand swordsmen to guard the front and back of the Guanwa Palace.

Returning to Xi Shi, he sat down. Fan Li held her hands without saying a word.

Returning to Xi Shi from outside the palace, he had turned countless thoughts in his mind: "Let a maid of honor pretend to be Yiguang and let Aqing kill her? Yiguang and I disguised as the Jiashi of the State of Yue, escaped from the Wu Palace, and hid their names from then on? When Ah Qing came, I committed suicide in front of her and begged her to spare Yiguang? Two thousand archers were transferred to guard the palace gate. If Ah Qing broke in, he would shoot her to death with ten thousand arrows?

But every strategy has flaws. A Qing's swordsmanship is terrible. He has seen it, and it is really irresistible. What's more, A Qing has made great achievements in Yue, and Fan Li can't bear to kill her.

Looking at Xi Shi in front of me, I suddenly felt the warmth in my heart: "The two of us died together like this, which was also very good. The two of us finally got together before we died.

Thinking about it, he felt that the impending death was so terrible. Zhu Peng hugged Xi Shi in his arms (your sister, why did you become Zhu Peng when you hugged a woman, where is Fan Li?) Time passed slowly. Xi Shi felt that Fan Li's palm was warm. He was no longer afraid, and a smile appeared on his face.

I spent the night in the warmth, and the fresh sunlight shone through the window.

Out of a while, there was a clear roar outside the inner palace gate, followed by a sound of choking and choking, which was the sound of the blade falling to the ground. The sound came straight in from the outside of the palace gate, like a very long snake, swimming fast, and the sound of the blade landing on the corridor.

A thousand armored men and a thousand swordsmen still couldn't stop Ah Qing for a moment.

I only heard A Qing shout, "Fan Li, where are you?"

Fan Li looked at Xi Shi and said loudly, "Aqing, I'm here."

Before the voice fell, she heard a soft sound of "sneer". The door was cracked from it, and a man in a green dress flew in. It was Ah Qing who pointed the tip of the bamboo stick in her right hand to Xi Shi's heart.

There is no doubt that Ah Qing is also an extremely beautiful girl, with a beautiful melon seed face, long eyelashes, fair skin, beautiful appearance, extremely slim figure, weak and slender waist, with a feeling of dancing in the wind, which makes people feel sad.

It's just that at this moment, she is clinging to a bamboo sword. The delicate temperament of the whole person is combined with the sword, and it turns into an unparalleled sharpness, but the whole slender person reveals an invincible and terrible edge that belongs to Kendo.

"Your sister, no matter how beautiful such a girl is, which man dares to pursue her?" At the moment when A Qing broke the curtain and killed him with his sword, Zhu Peng suddenly found that he had control of his body. When Fan Li walked into the palace to look for Xi Shi, he could no longer control his body. Until this moment, when A Qing was about to assassinate Xi Shi, he got the real control of his body.

"You can't do it either. You can't solve it, so let me do it? He is worthy of being a doctor in the State of Yue. He is determined to judge the situation and is full of courage.

A Qing, dressed in green, stared at Xi Shi's face, but the murderous spirit on her face gradually disappeared, and finally turned into disappointment and frustration, then into surprise, envy, and reverence. She muttered, "God... there is such a beautiful woman in the world! Fan Li, she...she is... more beautiful than you said!" As she said, she burst into tears. She may have known at the first moment she saw Xi Shi that with such a woman, she would never be able to enter Fan Li's heart for one day.

"Since you can't get it, it's better to destroy it together, clean, neat and happy." After saying that, his face changed immediately, and the bamboo sword in his hand stabbed Xi Shi without hesitation, but in the sword momentum, it was faintly shrouded in the figure of Zhu Peng or Fan Li.

"No, this is different from the history in my memory. Fan Li and Xi Shi didn't seem to die under A Qing's sword in the end... Moreover, this girl turned directly black because of love and hate?"

Thinking about it, his mind kept thinking, and then Zhu Peng didn't even hesitate at all when he took action. At this moment, A Qing's pure sword posture was already full of killing. Zhu Peng was not sure whether A Qing would kill himself after assassinating Xi Shi.

At this time, Zhu Peng didn't even have a piece of iron next to him. He was dressed in simple clothes, but his cultivation switched to Zhu Peng's own state. As for all kinds of magic weapons, he didn't know why he didn't have any.

A pair of ancient-style big sleeves were thrown, and the magnetic whirlpool between Zhu Peng's sleeves enveloped Aqing's sword machine. Although the cloud double sleeves were still stabbed by the bamboo sword, Zhu Peng hit his hands together in the wide sleeve robe and patted the bamboo branches together.

Of course, there is no magic weapon in his hand, but A Qing's hand is also a solid bamboo branch, covering the bamboo branch in his hand at the cost of being pierced through his sleeves. Zhu Peng did not feel that he would lose...

The next moment, the bamboo branch directly broke the sleeve and bypassed Zhu Peng's hands, and accurately pierced Zhu Peng's throat without a handle. The bamboo sword stained with red blood even penetrated the key point of Xi Shi through Zhu Peng's throat. Under one sword, both of them died.

"What the hell, what's the joke? What's wrong with the sword just now?" Before the idea was over, Zhu Peng was out of breath. In his mind, Fan Li's cultivation did switch to Zhu Peng's peak, but the body did not have much improvement except for the blessing of the qi method itself. Zhu Peng could not even call out Zi Xiaoyan. At this moment, he was stabbed to death by the blackened A Qing's sword, but it was a veritable "second kill".

Although this is the space of thinking, at the moment of death, a meaning of "defeat, death, extinction" still gradually entered Zhu Peng's will. The next moment, the space was distorted and changed. When Zhu Peng had just recovered, he found himself in white clothes, full of black hair, holding a long sword in his hand, Later, a thousand swordsmen attacked the last part of the palace that had not yet been broken.

"This is, at the beginning, but I did feel dead once just now." He covered his throat and tasted the mysterious sword. However, the next moment, Zhu Peng or Fan Li's face changed, but he forgot why he covered his throat. At this moment, he should try his best to break through the palace and meet the person he was longing for.

Everything is repeated. Almost every time it is the same script. The only difference is that Zhu Peng made various countermeasures when controlling his body. For the first time, he barely controlled Fan Li to let him lose the long sword in his hand, so the second time he confronted with A Qing, Zhu Peng had at least The advantage of the weapon, but the result is still a corpse and two lives after a sword. The bamboo sword in A Qing's hand is almost no longer a sword weapon, but turned into a poisonous snake with his own thoughts, killing Youyou and killing Zhu Peng's mental breakdown.

"Must kill, win, must die." This was originally Zhu Peng's proud sword intention, but at this time, he was killed by others as "kill, win, die."

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