Chapter 112 Swordsman Cao Wei

[When we do things by ourselves, we often try to avoid sluggishness, repetition and triviality, but we have to endure these when helping others. Is this the public who is unintentional and the selfless? ——Don't talk nonsense]

Zhong Li was slightly shocked by this man's terrible alert ability.

Just when the nine-tailed fox He Fan displayed yin and yang and Zen skills to combine into a pattern similar to "Taiji", Zhong Li's consciousness was slightly out of control, but this small loss of control was immediately caught by the mysterious swordsman and instantly found the position of Zhong Li's hiding.

Zhong Li, who followed the two all the way, had already seen the speed and agility of this mysterious swordsman's body, which was comparable to his own two.

Since Xi Chengxiang's Shuai Heart Sutra, Zhong Li has never seen anyone who can be separated from him by his own. This swordsman is the first person.

Between the lightning, he immediately slowly stood up from the grass.

Being targeted by such a strong hand, with his current skills, he can't get rid of it, unless Zhong Li can ignore the restrictions of sealing the world and use the martial arts of the wind. As a result, he can escape and avoid the entanglement of this mysterious swordsman, but he will definitely face waves of the arrest of the divine religion.

These were all told by khaki to Zhong Li. Before the wings were full, Zhong Li was not the enemy of a powerful divine religion at all. It would be better not to expose his strength as much as possible.

Another important reason is that Zhong Li can't see through this young man's cultivation at all!

Just now, the man's shocking sword hit the nine-tailed fox, which also evoked Zhong Li's endless memories.

Thinking that in those years, nine days of phoenix dance, with swords, countless masters, he has always been eager to find an opponent who can fight. In fact, he has not experienced any severe test when he came to this world, and he has never met such a swordsman who can't see the depth of strength!

The sword just now is simple and pure, and Zhong Li has never thought of the correct way to crack it.

Like the step-by-step method, Xiangshuai Heart Sutra is about breaking and seeking to change and adjust strategies in battle. Zhong Li is very clear that if he wants to truly solve this mysterious swordsman's sword move, he must fight with this man.

Only in battle can he give full play to the magic of the Fragrant Heart Sutra and find the right way to crack this sword move.

As Zhong Li, who once stood at the peak of the world's strongman, he has always had a strong heart that will never be defeated. This swordsman is the first person to ignite his fighting spirit in the Qingxi divine world!

Just for that sword!

Zhong's centrifugal heart was like water, and his eyes were clear, facing the knife-like eyes of the mysterious swordsman.

The swordsman is about 20 years old at most. Such a young man has cultivated swordsmanship to such a profound level and become an extremely smart light skill, and the fighting spirit in Zhong Li's eyes gradually became stronger.

Such a genius deserves to be his opponent!

Whether he is "unforgetted" or Bruce now. Zhong Li, it's not easy to meet such a strong man. Zhong Li can't hide his inner desire to have a real test of his strength!

The eyes of the two sides collided through the air, sparks splashed, and the fighting spirit quickly spread to the whole mountain depression.

Although the mysterious swordsman's face is cold, he also looks handsome and extraordinary.

Zhong Li has the deepest understanding that he can only hone his own combat power in a close battle.

For example, although Murong Qiushui was defeated by Zhong Li's three moves, Brother Qiu after the battle benefited a lot. After three months of hard work, he actually practiced into a seven-style knife method by him, and his strength rose greatly. It can be said that he knew that he was not blessed when he lost his horse. It was not too late to mend his sheep and entered the ranks of the top ten masters of Fengwu in nine days in one fell swoop.

This is a digression.

Zhong Li has a sword named Feixue. After becoming the master of the sword casting master, he went to the top of Mount Everest at an altitude of more than 8, 400 meters, using ten thousand years of snow water as the introduction, refined with 3188 catties of Xuanjing iron fine steel, which took seven days and seven nights.

On the day when the sword was made, the sky was clear, but there was heavy snow within a hundred miles of Mount Everest. It lasted for a long time. As soon as the sword came out, it attracted a natural vision of flying snow. Therefore, the sword bell was named "Flying Snow".

The flying snow sword weighs 360 catties, which can be said to be the first epee in nine days. In Zhong Li's hands, it is even more amazing.

Although Zhong Li rarely uses the flying snow sword, he also created several exquisite swordsmanships specially for this sword.

This set of swordsmanship is divided into seven types, called reincarnation swordsmanship.

Fate rise and fall, flowers bloom and fall, look at the moon in the water, suddenly look back, wake up from a big dream, Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum, heaven and earth, these seven sword moves have never let Zhong Li pass.

Even when he wanted to stand up for Xiao Li and wash the four major fairs, Zhong Li only used a few of them. More often, he would choose to use the best finger magic or Xiao Li's flying knife, so Zhong Li subconsciously thought that his swordsmanship was not smart.

Today, he suddenly saw the amazing swordsmanship of this mysterious swordsman, which immediately evoked many memories of the past, and also had a higher or low idea than swordsmanship.

Seeing a cloth teenager slowly standing up from the far grass, his eyes shot straight over without hesitation. Cao Yi, the mysterious swordsman, was slightly moved, especially the strong fighting spirit emanating from the cloth teenager, which made the blood in his body feel steaming in an instant.

Cao Wei's face did not change, and the rusty sword in his hand rose obliquely, pointed to Zhong Li from afar, and shouted, "Who are you?"

The voice is like a sound of gold and iron, which is deafening.

Zhong Li walked towards the man step by step and answered with a smile, "Who are you?"

It seems that you can't feel the swordsman's powerful murderous intention at all. Zhong Li's steps are light and leisurely, like walking leisurely, one person and one sword, but it gives life a strange feeling of integration with heaven and earth.

The boots on Zhong Li's feet rubbed against the grass and mudstone, which made a sound that seemed to contain some kind of rhythm. Every step was solid, not slow, not impatient, not angry, generous.

Cao Yu's eyes suddenly contracted gently. What a strange teenager. There was a more eager light in his eyes, but he still asked coldly.

"I don't know why Mr. Zhong Li followed him and secretly pryed?"

Zhong Li laughed and stood up and faced Cao Yu. The distance between the two sides was less than ten meters.

"Why did Brother Cao Yu say this? Shiji had a little old resentment with the dark killer. He planned to catch up with him and argue with him. He didn't expect Brother Cao Yu to force him away with a sword. Although Zhong Li can't find that guy's unlucky today, he is predestined to see Cao Yi's shocking sword move that you created with a sword. It is really an eye-opener and admire him. I don't mean to offend you. I hope Brother Cao Jian is clear!"

Cao Yu looked slightly pale, and the rusty sword in his hand suddenly pulled out a six-petal plum blossom, withdrew it to his chest, and asked again, "Do you know the sword?"

"I'm a little involved, and I dare not understand."

"What is a sword?"

"A gentleman in the army!"

"What's the solution?"

"If you cherish the world, the sword is like a gentleman, broad-minded, open and aboveboard, regardless of personal gains and losses. The sword spirit is majestic, and justice will last forever!"

"If there is a gentleman, should there be a villain?"

"The sword is a double-edged, and if it is not used properly, it will be reduced to a villain. It only pursues personal interests and uses the means of the sword to do everything. It is despicable and vulgar. There are many people there!"

Silent.

For a long time, a trace of sincerity appeared on Cao Yu's face for the first time. His eyes became hotter and hotter, and he stared at Zhong Li, who talked generously. This 16- or 17-year-old cloth teenager actually regarded kendo as a gentleman and villain. Such insight made him suddenly feel sorry for each other.

"I don't know how Mr. Zhong Li looks at the sword in my hand?"

While speaking, Cao Yu raised the rusty sword in his hand and gently flicked his finger on the sword.

"Hum——————"

The sound of the roar of a dragon and a tiger suddenly came out of the rusty sword, and it seemed that thousands of horses and thousands of troops were fighting. At this time, Zhong Li felt that his right index finger suddenly became hot as if it had been burned by a flame.

What a heavy killing spirit!

This is the reaction of the exquisite divine ring to feel the murderous spirit on the rust sword.

Ten meters away, Zhong Li felt a little nervous about the strong killing atmosphere on the rusty sword. If a sword wants to form such a powerful killing spirit, it is not a matter overnight. It can be seen that this mysterious swordsman who calls himself Cao Yu, does not know how many heroic blood he has been stained!

Only the master who drinks blood under this sword will breed such a strong killing breath. Only the mental superman can control such a murderous sword without being devoured by the killing breath on the sword, because all people like this who are bombarded by the sword are peerless strong, but because of killing Too many killings and unable to freely control their swords led to the loss of dement and even mental disorder.

Cao Yu held such a violent rusty sword in his hand. With just one shot, the sound of the roaring dragons of thousands of troops and horses fighting on the battlefield continued. The anger on the sword rose like a fierce wolf and a tiger, but he himself was calm and unaffected at all. It can be seen that the firm cultivation of this person's heart is profound.

How do you evaluate such a swordsman?

Zhong Li's heart was depressed and his face was solemn.

Such swordsmen are mostly indifferent people. They either live a miserable life and lead to a great change in their temperament. Or they are indifferent to fame and fortune and indifferent to the world. They are free and free all their lives. They act freely depending on their temperament. The mood is the most significant label of these people.

Zhong Li knew that if his answer did not meet the person's will, he would definitely immediately attract a violent blow that the other party spared no effort, and he did not have a good plan to deal with that sword, at least there was no very complete way to crack it.

Even if he uses the flying snow sword in his hand, even if he shows the reincarnation sword, he may not be able to retreat under the momentum of Cao Yu's sword.

Countless thoughts flashed in his mind. In an instant, Zhong Li had thought of the best words.

"The sword in Cao Yu's hand seems to be dilapidated on the outside, but in fact, it is refined from the best materials such as superior iron essence, the marrow bone of foreign beasts, the water of Tianquan, undersea stone crystals, sand soul stone, etc. It is not only as sharp as an artifact, but also extremely tough. Even if you add great force to the sword body, you can't want to damage it at all. In fact, it is Zhong Lisheng The only magic soldier I saw! Only a character like Brother Cao Yi deserves such a peerless sword!——"

Zhong Li praised Cao Yu's rusty sword while observing the other party's reaction.

Obviously, at a distance of more than ten meters away, Zhong Li could tell the true origin of the rusty sword in his hand like several treasures. Cao Wei was really surprised. From his careful expression, it can be seen that he continued to wait for Zhong Li to continue to speak.

Zhong Li put Feixue Shiran behind him, and then he said.

"But frankly, this unrivaled divine soldier in Cao Yu's hand should have been a class of immortal soldiers who are not vulgar. I don't know why he was infected with such a violent killing. There are many martial arts heroes who want to hate under Cao Yu's sword, because his mediocre hand is not worthy of Cao Yu's sword and kill one person in ten steps. If you don't touch the blood, you can just respond to the brilliance of Cao Yu's brother and this sword! I don't know if Zhong Li's evaluation is acceptable?"

A sense of pride flashed away between Cao Xi's eyebrows!

How can a mediocre man deserve his sword!

Yes, what he has in his hand is such a magic sword that only drinks the blood of the strong.

Drink the blood sword.

The only blood-drinking sword in Cao Yu's own belongings that clearly remembers his name, and he has forgotten all other things for a long time.

Cao Yu is a person who has lost his past memories.

This is a secret.