Ze Tian Ji Chapter 42: The second sword of caper

This sword really can't talk about sword move, the sword potential is extremely unstable, and the sword heart is even worse, because as soon as (to) unsheathe the sword, Chen Changshen found something strange, suddenly suddenly.

What kind of change makes it so difficult for him to keep his mood? --in (to) unsheathe the sword Suddenly, he suddenly found that the short sword that accompanied him for a long time no longer belonged to himself, and began to do it on his own. Nan Ke It seems that he completed it with a sword sword move But in fact, it has nothing to do with him. In his initial thoughts, facing Nan Ke With a full blow, he was ready to use Orthodox Perfect Sword The most powerful sword in the world, however ...

Dagger didn't obey his will and made the sword technique, but just stabbed in the past.

This thorn is extremely reckless. If there are onlookers in this battle, looks at Chen Changshen will use such a sword move, and he will definitely think that he is dying.

What the **** is going on? There is a power in his body, no, not power, nor Aura, but a feeling that is difficult to describe in words, let him hold a short sword and pierce the storm in front of him, his movements are completely followed For that feeling, in pursuit of that feeling, the whole movement is very natural.

The sword that pierces the cold wind and rain is not straight.The walking route of Sword Edge is crooked. It looks like a child who has just learned to write on the paper, leaving no signs at all. There was no deep meaning hidden, but the feeling reached him deep inside, making him feel very real.

Jianshi, the feeling is the excitement of leaving the abyss, the ecstasy of seeing the sky, the joy and encouragement, and the excitement.

Somehow, this short sword shivered with excitement.

How could such a sword pierce this cold wind and rain, and withstood the full blow of Nan Ke, how could it defeat His Highness Demon race Princess, which is as powerful as terrifying?

However, only momentarily, the short sword stabbed in the past, easily pierced the wind and rain in front of him, and then stabbed in front of Nan Ke.

On the stone platform in front of the tomb's main entrance, there was a very loud noise, as if something was punctured.

Followed by a humming trembling sound, as if a giant bell was ringing by the giant wood held by countless force men.

A strong vibration was generated, and the air spewed away, rolling up numerous dust and rain and snow.

In the dust and the rain and snow, the whistling of Nan Ke anger is the same as that in the battle at Twilight Peak, her whistling is still clear, but compared to that night, her whistling is no longer So calm and powerful and confident, but full of pain, puzzlement and shock.

The powerful Aura instantly shook the smoke, rain and snow from the stone platform to the stage, clear.

Nan Ke receded, his feet fell on the boundary between stone platform and Divine Avenue, and a crackling noise was heard, and several cracks appeared on the bluestone there.

A half-foot-long green owl, with a charming and beautiful feeling, slowly falls on the stone platform.

Nan Ke has a pale face, and looks at Chen Changshen's eyes are full of angry flames and a subtle solitude. After a moment, she retracted her gaze and looked at her dark green left wing somewhere, and saw a Dao Sword injury there, which was slowly oozing blood, and the tiny An Tian light from the distant sky was seeping from there.

The front of the mausoleum is quiet and silent.

Probably because of the pain in her clear roar, Xu Yourong also woke up, and the picture in front of looks at was silent for a while. Nan Ke looked at Chen Changshen again, his eyes fell on the short sword held by his right hand, and his pupils narrowed. She did not understand why this dagger was so sharp? What is this sword technique? Why has Sword Intent become so strong?

Chen Changshen is also a sword in the hands of looks at, and his expression is a bit stunned. He and the Senior Brother gifted himself with the short sword already for more than a year, but why does this sword feel strange to him now? He knows that this short sword has no less sharpness than those of Divine Weapon in Banner of Hundred Armaments, but why can this short sword have such a strong Sword Intent?

Yes, at this time he already confirmed that the previous strong feeling was Sword Intent. The dagger follows that feeling and pursues that feeling, which seems crooked and ugly, but in fact it is extremely natural, as if walking in the clouds and flowing in the water. This feeling is of course Sword Intent, and it can only be Sword Intent.

It's just Sword Intent ... It's not his own, because now he can't cultivate such a powerful Sword Intent even if he can achieve a clear sword heart. Where did this Sword Intent come from? If it is not the Sword Intent owned by the dagger, then when did it arrive in his body?

The finger section of his holding the hilt was a little white, thinking with awe and shock. Is this Dao Sword Intent the Dao Sword Intent that Yellow Paper Umbrella has been looking for? Is that the Dao Sword Intent that leads himself through the reckless steppe to Zhou's Mausoleum? Isn't this Dao Sword Intent gone? When did it come? Why did you come?

He knows more about this Dao Sword Intent, so he thinks more, Nan Ke doesn't need to think so much, so he wakes up faster than him, the shock in his eyes dissipates as much as Anger, and restores the previous indifference and sluggishness. He did not hesitate to attack him again, she vaguely guessed something, and prepared to prove whether her conjecture was correct through battle.

As for whether she will be injured, this is never her concern.

The cold rain fell again, and more than ten feet of long wings set off a hurricane on stone platform. The wind rose again, turning those raindrops into gravel and hitting Chen Changshen's face and body.

A chirp.

A sound of surprise.

Nan Ke reappeared in front of him, holding Sword of the Southern Cross in his right hand and chopping his eyebrows.

This is her first (to) unsheathe the sword. In other words, Chen Changshen at this time can finally become an opponent of the same level as Xu Yourong in her eyes.

If it is normal, if it is the previous days, if it is a moment ago, it is difficult for Chen Changshen to follow this sword. Although his sword heart is clear and Sword Intent has no gap, his Sword Intent is much weaker than terrifying Sword Intent attached to Sword of the Southern Cross by Nan Ke. But at this time, he didn't even think about it, so he waved his sword.

In fact, he didn't need to think about it.

The feeling reappeared in his heart, and the sword in his hand completely waved in accordance with that feeling.

It seems understatement.

There was a loud noise in front of the main entrance of the mausoleum, and several extremely deep cracks appeared on the bluestone ground.

Nan Ke's Sword of the Southern Cross is blocked by the dagger in his hand.

Her Sword of the Southern Cross method had not had time to fully exert all her powers, she was broken by the dagger in his hand.

A Sword Glow, gushing from the short Sword Edge end, is about three feet long, as if to light up the entire tomb.

Green Wing swept back, guarding in front of Nan Ke, accompanied by a painful groan, she scurried again, her feet fell on the edge of stone platform, and bluestone there was stepped out of a crack again.

However, this is not enough, the sharp penetrating directly through her wings, piercing her brows.

The wings fluttered, and Nan Ke jumped up and landed on Divine Avenue.

But this is still not enough.

She leapt up again and receded into the rain.

Not enough.

She must retreat again and again.

Only a series of dense bluestone cracks were heard.

Her feet are like plows, dragging the hard bluestone on Divine Avenue with two clear marks, and finally standing still until she retreats to hundred zhang(333m).

It's quiet.

The cloudy clouds in the sky are constantly falling cold and rain, the entire Zhou's Mausoleum is shrouded in it, whether it is stone platform or Divine Avenue, already is wet.

The sound of falling rain disappeared.

A blood stream slowly dripped from the corner of Nan Ke's lips, and was quickly washed away by the growing cold rain.

The short sword in the hands of Chen Changshen looks at, feeling the powerful Sword Intent, I don't know how to think.

In fact, that Dao Sword Intent is not in Yellow Paper Umbrella, nor in dagger, but in his body.

Because the person Dao Sword Intent wants to help is him.

He looked up, walked to the boundary between stone platform and Divine Avenue, looked at Nan Ke in the rain outside hundred zhang(333m), and said, "Now, I seem to be able to beat you."

Rain is flowing on the pale face of Nan Ke, dripping looks at along the wet black hair is a bit pitiful, but her expression is still so indifferent and arrogant. Condescendingly, she can't see that she just lost two swords in a row, without any fight Room, the sound is equally cold: "This is not your Sword Intent at all"

Chen Changshen was quiet for a while, and asked, "So?"

Nan Ke said with no expression: "Even if I lose, I lose in the hands of this Dao Sword Intent. What does it have to do with you?"

Yes, this Dao Sword Intent cannot belong to Chen Changshen. Whether she is playing against Chen Changshen, the pair of powerful Demon Commander or the Old man playing a zither watching under Divine Avenue, or Xu Yourong who just opened her eyes and saw this scene, she is very clear about this.

The Dao Sword Intent is too sharp and completely inconsistent with the path of Chen Changshen. The key is that Dao Sword Intent is too strong. This can even make up for the difference in the number of True Essence. It can't be tempered in time. I want to cultivate such a Sword Intent. It takes at least hundreds of years of Way of the Sword search. He is only fifteen years old. No matter how talented he is in Way of the Sword, it is impossible to do this.

No one can do it, neither can Demon race

Even if Zhou Dufu is revived, it can't be done.

"Yes, this is not my Sword Intent." Chen Changshen looked down at the majestic grassland behind the majestic tide like a black ocean, and then looked at Nan Ke: "But Dao Sword Intent came to me, willing to help me What I use proves that I am qualified to use it, and it ... is my Sword Intent. "

Nan Ke asked: "Where did this Dao Sword Intent ... come from?"

Chen Changshen looks at Her eyes, honestly said, "You should have guessed."

Around the mausoleum, Divine Avenue is up and down, quiet, because of shock.

Although as Chen Changshen said, Nan Ke already guessed the truth of the matter, it still couldn't believe it and was unwilling.

The rainstorm is like a note, the bitter cold is bitter, but her voice is a bit astringent: "Pool of Swords?"

(Caper is to say that Dao Sword Intent, also means that Nan Ke jumps on Divine Avenue. Today, the second chapter is completed, but I can't jump up and continue to write ... Chapter 3 will definitely be very, very, very late, good On the weekend, you don't have to work tomorrow, 5555, I think I will go to work tomorrow, I feel so sad ...)