I just want to play the game quietly Chapter 884: 3000 sword intent

　　 "What is sword technique?" Zhou Wen asked, looking at the white man.

　　He had no interest in the sword technique of the white man before, just wanted to remember sword technique and let the white man tell him how to leave, so he didn’t even ask what the name of the sword technique was.

　　Now Zhou Wen has to pay attention to this sword technique, which doesn’t look very eye-catching, because he has no way to tell the white man as confidently as he started, he remembers sword technique.

　　 "There is no name, what do you think it is, what is its name." Bai Yiren said.

　　 Zhou Wen frowned and looked at the man in white. He didn't speak for a while. Although he had long thought that the man in white could not tell him how to leave so easily, the strangeness of this sword technique exceeded his imagination.

　　 "Do you want me to show you again?" The white man asked Zhou Wen with a smile.

　　 "No more." Zhou Wen shook his head, holding a sword in his hand, while constantly remembering the 13-style sword technique of the white man.

　　The white man's sword technique seems to have endless changes. Zhou Wen's memories are different every time. For several days, Zhou Wen keeps remembering and using swords to draw, but no results.

　　 Now Zhou Wen, his eyes are already covered with bloodshot eyes, as if he is enchanted.

　　Under the clean moonlight, the white man was sitting under the peach blossom tree, watching Zhou Wenjian, while playing with the wine glass in his hand, and muttered to himself: "There is nothing in the world, and the mediocrity is nothing to bother, why bother."

　　 said, the white man drank to the moon and sipped the wine in the glass.

　　The stream in the moonlight reflects the figure of a white man, but the reflected figure is not a handsome man, but a ragged skull.

　　 Two days later, Zhou Wen was already enchanted, sitting under the peach blossom tree, his eyes were red, and the whole person's condition was very bad.

　　Ya'er still follows Zhou Wen cleverly, does not speak or disturb Zhou Wen.

　　The night came to the valley again, and the white man appeared under the peach blossom tree again. He looked at the magical Zhou Wen, his eyes gleamed with strange light, and then looked at Ya'er sitting next to Zhou Wen: "Little girl, you want to learn sword technique?"

　　Ya'er looked at the man in white with a blank expression, without any response, as if he could not understand him.

　　 "Is he your father? It seems that your father's memory is not very good. Even such a simple sword technique, I can't remember it after learning for so many days. I think you are clever and smart. I will soon be able to learn, and I can take your father away at that time." The man in white said to Ya'er.

　　Ya'er still looked at him expressionlessly, still no response at all.

　　 "Well, you’re still so young, I’m afraid I don’t know what a sword is. If you don’t learn, I’ll give you personal relief, just like your father, stay here in this carefree place forever." The man in white said to himself.

　　 said, the man in white stood up, holding a bamboo flute in his hand, and walked toward Ya'er step by step.

　　 As he was about to walk to Ya'er, the bamboo flute in his hand pierced the heart of Ya'er like sword's edge.

　　 When!

　　 The blade of light flashed, and the bamboo flute in the white man's hand was instantly cut into two pieces. Zhou Wen held bamboo blade in his hand, but the man stood up and stared at the white man coldly.

　　 "How is it possible?" The white man stared at Zhou Wen stunned, as if he had seen a ghost.

　　 "Your sword technique, I have already remembered." Zhou Wen said, staring at the man in white, holding bamboo blade in his hand.

　　 "It's impossible, you can't remember it." Bai Yiren didn't believe Zhou Wen said at all.

　　 "Why is it impossible?" The bloodshot eyes in Zhou Wen's eyes are slowly receding, and bamboo blade in his hand also points to the white man.

　　 "Because..." The man in white was speechless.

　　"Because it is not a thirteen-style sword technique at all, but 3,000 swords intent, every time I recall, I will feel a different kind of sword intent. Even if my memory is good, it is impossible to remember all 3,000 swords intent. Is it right?" Zhou Wen said.

　　 "Yes, that's not the sword technique that humans can learn. You haven't fallen into the endless sword intent Samsara, but you have some skills. But unfortunately, you can't learn my sword technique, so naturally you can't leave here. After all, I still have to die here, just the difference between early death and late death." Bai Yiren said.

　　 "Who said I didn't learn?" Zhou Wen said lightly.

　　 "It doesn't matter what you say, you can't learn it," said the man in white.

　　 "Then you'll see it well." Zhou Wen replaced the sword with a sword, and the sword pierced the white man. It was the first form of the sword technique that the white man demonstrated before.

　　The man in white is slightly surprised, and his figure drifts away quickly, but Zhou Wen’s sword technique has been used continuously. In a moment, he used the sword technique demonstrated by the man in white again, exactly the same as the sword technique used by the man in white. difference.

　　 "Is it just that? Then I regret to tell you that you have not learned my sword technique." Bai Yiren said with a sneer.

　　Zhou Wen did not speak, and continued to use sword technique, one sword after another, sword move rolled out like the Yangtze River, sometimes tough, sometimes brisk, after every 13th style, sword technique style will have a change.

　　 "No... Impossible..." The white man portrait thought of something, but it was completely unbelievable, and the expression on his face was mixed with emotions such as panic, doubt, unbelief, etc.

　　 But Zhou Wen’s sword technique is still going on. He used the sword technique and one by one that he once recalled, and used them in order according to the order.

　　 "How could there be such a thing... Impossible... 3,000 swords intent... How could you all write down..." The look on the white man's face has become distorted ~ IndoMTL.com ~ completely without the previous Elegant and chic.

　　 "I don't have any other advantages for this person. The only advantage is enough concentration to be able to remember something that others can't remember. Three thousand kinds of sword intent are really difficult to remember, but I still remember it." Zhou Wen Continue to use sword move.

　　 With the change of Zhou Wen’s sword move, the surrounding space seems to have twisted and changed, and the original beautiful valley gradually became a ruin of dry branches and scorched wood everywhere.

　　The chic and elegant man in white has gradually become a ragged skull.

　　After Zhou Wen demonstrated all the sword technique, the skeleton fell down and leaned on the trunk of the peach tree, which had no branches and leaves as if it had been struck by thunder.

　　 "Impossible... It is impossible for someone to remember it...Impossible..." The skeleton was still muttering to himself, as if enchanted, and finally the fire of the soul in its eyes gradually extinguished and changed again. Not half angry.

　　 Zhou Wen looked around and found that the valley was completely different from what he had seen before. There was a scorched earth everywhere, and where there was any Peach Blossom Spring, it was simply a dead zone.

　　 That little stream has long been gone, and there is a little bit of bone everywhere, like a river of bones in hell.

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