Hidden Blade Chapter 32: Canghai Fudongliu

Xu Han had some doubts and fantasies about Cang Hailiu's question of taking over.

　　 But even how he could think about it, the arm that Cang Hai Liu had prepared for him turned out to be an arm of unknown origin, but extremely old and powerful.

　　His head is a little confused.

　　Even though he is much stronger than his peers, he is only seventeen years old after all. At this moment, he can't imagine what kind of situation it would bring him to have such an arm.

　　 But soon a determination flashed across his eyebrows. He was unwilling to be content with the status quo. He just had the chance to sell himself to the palace, and now he has broken his arm, although he didn't show any abnormality about it in the ordinary days. , But the bottom of my heart is somewhat uneven and gloomy. Now that I have the opportunity, I have to give it a try. As for whether it is a blessing or misfortune afterwards, Xu Han naturally said it was not true, but he was willing to take a bet.

　　If he didn't have this courage, why did he bother to enter the Senluo Temple back then.

　　 When the thoughts in Xu Han's mind were surging, on the side of Cang Hai Liu, with the permission of the phantom, he no longer hesitated.

　　 Xuying never thought that Cang Hai Liu was so decisive, he did not dare to hold it big. After all, although Cang Hai Liu’s cultivation is difficult to see, he must be prepared for such a bet. Xu Ying understands this truth. , So be extra cautious.

　　 His toes touched the ground at that time, and his body retreated abruptly, trying to avoid the sudden stabbing sword of the ocean current.

　　 is just a sea current but not satisfied with such a result. His turbid eyes flashed with cold light, and the gray robe around him swelled like air bags. At that moment, the speed of the blade suddenly increased by a few points. The figure chased after the retreat of the phantom to kill.

　　 There was finally a strong anger between the eyebrows of 　　 Void Shadow.

　　How powerful and ancient is he?

　　 How could it be sealed here if it wasn’t carelessly back then?

　　 If it weren't for the immortal's seal that was always pressing on his body, how could he be deceived by those Jianling disciples every three hundred years?

　　 More than four thousand years of resentment flooded my heart at this moment, and the eyes of the phantom suddenly became red.

　　 "Junior, do you really think that this deity is good to be bullied?" He let out a violent shout, and the violent anger turned into a thunderous thunder, and the world changed color.

　　 The top of the Great Abyss Mountain, which was still in the clear sky just now, was at that moment, and thunder resounded.

　　 The phantom's body exploded with a pressure that looked like a king, and his hand suddenly stretched out to face the long sword that was pierced by the sea.

　　 The clouds in the sky, and the wind in the mountains rushed towards the outstretched palm of the phantom like an edict at that moment, and stepped forward to face the sword of the ocean current.

　　 "Puff." Cang Hailiu's body shook suddenly, and he let out a muffled snort, and then the red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

　　 "Dare to come here even in the Dayan Realm, and take its own humiliation!" A touch of color appeared in the phantom eyes that succeeded in the blow, and he said with a cold voice, the whole body was full of vigor. The things that the wind and clouds gathered continued to move at that moment, and after a few breaths, they turned into small snakes.

　　 And the red light around the phantom immediately rushed to the thin snakes along his arm, and the bodies of the thin snakes turned to blood under the red light, and their appearance suddenly became a bit hideous.

　　 The poisonous snake is clearly transformed by the power of the phantom. At this moment, the blood in their eyes lingers as if they have a sense of wisdom. Driven by the phantom, they spit out the letter, entwining the long stream of the sea. The sword swiftly struck towards the ocean current.

　　 When he was about to cross the sword body as he saw it, he screamed and killed the arm towards Cang Hai Liu.

　　 The corner of Cang Hai Liu's mouth suddenly sketched out a smile, and a divine light burst into his eyes.

　　His lips opened slightly.

　　 a low and high-pitched syllable came out of his mouth at that time.

　　 he said.

　　 "Xing Tian."

　　The words fell.

　　 The dim sky that had been driven by the phantom suddenly became a bit darker.

　　 Ruo has been pressed into the clouds above his head, the thunder snake shook, and the electric python roared.

　　 A wave of monstrous coercion rushed from the sky and the earth, and went straight to the ocean current, as if trying to suppress it.

　　 And the phantom that remained calm enough from beginning to end, the pupils in his eyes suddenly dilated when he heard the word.

　　ding!

　　 But in this vision of heaven and earth, amidst the mighty thunder.

　　 A very soft voice suddenly passed through the violent thunder, and clearly passed into the ears of everyone present.

　　 The sound is like the **** crowing before the day, the evening bell in the twilight.

　　 is not huge, but it resounds like thunder.

　　 It was a sword sound.

　　With the sound of the sword falling, the long sword in Cang Hai Liu's hand suddenly burst out with a dazzling burst of blood.

　　 Boom!

　　 The sound of thunder in the sky and the earth is even worse, something seems to be caught in boundless rage.

　　 There are even a few Ben Lei in the clouds that turned into electric pythons and fell straight down, chopping trenches all over the body of the ocean current.

　　 But the ocean current stands still.

　　He is like a deity standing between the heavens and the earth, everything rushes, but he does not move like a mountain.

　　 The blood on the sword became more and more brilliant, and the poisonous snakes entwined with the sword made a fierce neigh under the blood as if they had touched lava, and finally their bodies shattered and turned into nothingness.

　　 "The sky is round place!" Cang Hailiu's mouth let out a thunder.

　　 The sword in his hand and his body turned into a stream of light at that time and went straight to the door of the phantom.

　　 The wind and cloud summoned by the phantom just now was torn apart like a ruin under the sword light, and the sword reached the body in a flash.

　　 The phantom that was still in some shock was too late to resist. When he shook his body, he was blown away several hundred feet away under the sword light.

　　 Boom!

　　 The thunder of the sky is even worse.

　　 This seemingly short-lived but actually a lot of games ended in a battle between the two.

　　 Canghai Liu held the sword to one side, his clothes drifted, his eyes filled with stars, the sword intent all over his body was washed away, and his momentum was like a rainbow.

　　 And the phantom is floating in the sky, the expression between the eyebrows is solemn, the red light that gathers the body around the body is dim, it is obvious that it has suffered a dark loss in the confrontation of talents.

　　"Xing Tianjian? No wonder you have such courage to be an enemy of the deity." He looked down at the ocean current, and said in a cold voice, there was no more arrogance and contempt in his tone, but a little more. dignified.

　　 It's just that such solemnity is not aimed at the Cang Hai Liu, but the long sword in his hand that is shining with fascinating blood at the moment.

　　 Xu Han in the distance has a panoramic view of all this. The fight between the two has long been beyond his understanding. Even though he had already estimated the strength of Cang Hai Liu before, he saw it at this moment. With the existence of levels, his thoughts are too naive after all.

　　"The maharaja laughed, and he didn't even rely on it, how can Cangmou dare to show his ugliness?"

　　 Cang Hai Liu said calmly, and at this time, the blood light on the long sword in his hand seemed to possess spirituality. He actually started to climb along the sword body to the arm of the Cang Hai Liu holding the sword, and then the blood turned into A stream of blood poured into his hand, and his arm turned red at that time, and a series of blood vessels bulged, like a ferocious poisonous snake all over his palm, and began to spread towards his arm at a speed visible to the naked eye.

　　 "Has the Southern Wilderness Jianling reach this point? In order to prevent me for another 300 years, how dare you use such a murderous thing?" The changes in Cang Hai Liu's hands are naturally beyond the eyes of the phantom, he Shen Sheng said, with a bit of contempt in his tone, but also a touch of unspeakable dignity.

　　 "Cang has been to Kunlun and I have seen the sights there. Maharaja knows what this sword means, and Cang also knows." Cang Hailiu looked directly at the phantom of the sky, "Isn't the lord? Knowing that if you want to deal with those things, you must have this sword."

　　 "It's just that Cangmou overestimated himself after all, and the power of the fierce sword is far beyond Cangmou's control."

　　 Cang Hai Liu said that he seemed to think of something he didn't want to mention, his eyes dimmed a little, and even his voice immediately became low.

　　 "So you want to take my arm and use the demon power to control the fierce sword?" The phantom said with a stagnant expression on his face when he heard the words, as if he was enlightened, but then he seemed to think of something, his gaze I scanned the surroundings for a while, and finally landed on Xu Han in the distance. He asked again: "Do you want to put this bet on that kid?"

　　 "What do you think the lord?" The blood shining from the murderous sword still eroded the right arm of the ocean current. In a blink of an eye, his entire right arm had become extremely weird, but he was about it. Still unconsciously, he smiled and looked at the phantom, his tone didn't seem like a mortal enemy who wanted to fight to death, but like a confidant who hadn't met for a long time.

　　 "Ordinary people, it's not surprising." Void shook his head and frowned.

　　 "The immortals of Kunlun can't afford those things, but mortals have lived in the world for thousands of years. Maybe it's not always true that anyone can win the immortal?" Cang Hailiu said disapprovingly.

　　 The two deliberately controlled their voices. Although Xu Han in the distance saw the two of them seem to be talking, but because of the distance between them and the constant thunder between the world, he couldn’t connect them at all. He heard the dialogue thoroughly, but it was secretly strange in my heart, why did the two who had just killed the dimly stopped at this moment.

　　 "Really? It's a pity that you can't persuade the deity and you to generally block the fate of my people in the hands of a child, especially a human child!" The ghost's eyes were cold, and he said so, The overwhelming power rushed out of him at that time, venting from the top of this mountain like a river.

　　"The Maharaja misunderstood again. Cang did not want to impose fate on anyone. Cang just wanted to give him a key. As for whether to use it or not, it is all behind him. It doesn't matter." Cang Hai shook his head again, but the sword in his hand was lifted by him at that moment. At that moment, the sword intent all over his body also poured out of him, colliding with the momentum spurred by the phantom, on the top of the mountain. Suddenly dust flew up.

　　 "Really? But it's not the mouth that I want to persuade the deity." The virtual shadow said, his voice getting colder.

　　 "I know it below." Cang Hailiu nodded, the sword was suddenly erected on his chest, and the index and ring fingers of the other hand were erected and pressed on the sword body.

　　 "Kid, see clearly, this is the last trick the old man will teach you!"

　　His voice suddenly became louder, passing through layers of thunder and reaching Xu Han's eardrums.

　　 Having said this, he turned his head again to look at the king-like figure in the sky.

　　 The cold light flashed in his eyes, his index finger and ring finger ran across the blade. At that time, a sword seed appeared behind his back, swinging away with a vigorous sword intent, and the sword seed was under that sword intent. It grows vigorously.

　　 After a short while, it turned into a cyan seven-petal lotus flower in bud.

　　"The Great Avenue Tiancheng!"

　　The sound of the ocean current resounded with billowing majesty on the top of the Great Abyss Mountain.

　　 "You can also swordsman!"

　　 After he said this, the seven-petal green lotus behind him suddenly blossomed like an emperor.

　　His foot is on Qinglian, his body is like a rainbow.

　　 Under the thunderous sky, the occasional storm suddenly stopped.

　　The majestic sword intent was engulfed in wind, rain and lightning at that time, and turned into a blue dragon carrying the man with his lotus feet, and slew towards the dome.

　　That sword, Wan Laiyin is superb, and the mountains and rivers are subverted.

　　 With that sword, sentient beings fell, and the fairy lowered his eyebrows.

　　 That sword, only seeking a place to go, but not looking for a way back.

　　......

　　"The great avenue is natural, and it can also be a sword."

　　 That is the opening general outline of "Dayan Sword Art", but it also contains the essence of this vast sword art.

　　A sword seed can spread all things in the world. The book says that once the sword seed derives a seven-petal lotus, when the sword lotus blossoms, it is the time when the sword art is completed, breaking through the day and stepping into the realm of immortals.

　　 Of course, it doesn't have to be that you want the sword lotus to bloom.

　　, for example, it is also written in the book that practitioners can forcibly bloom lotus flowers as a guide for life.

　　 and the price that needs to emerge.

　　 is a life...

　　 Xu Han looked at that sword, his eyes were hollow~IndoMTL.com~ as if lost his soul.

　　 He knew that he would never forget that sword for the rest of his life.

　　......

　　 one month later.

　　The bottom of the Great Abyss Mountain.

　　 An old man in a green shirt stood in the heavy snow. He was holding an umbrella, looking into the distance as if waiting for something.

　　 In the distance, a young man with a broken arm carrying a long sword, a black cat squatting on his shoulder, and a blood-red right arm that doesn't look like a human hand came slowly.

　　His expression is dull, his clothes are ragged, and he seems to have gone through a lot of setbacks before arriving here.

　　"Here." The old man in Qingshan watched the boy coming, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and asked softly.

　　 "Hmm." The boy came to the old man's side. He looked up at the old man at that time and asked: "From today, you are my master?"

　　 "Yeah." The old man nodded.

　　 "May I ask you a question?" The boy with the broken arm asked again, looking serious.

　　 "Teacher, please ask." The old man said with a smile.

　　 "What does this arm mean to me." Confusion appeared in the boy's eyes.

　　 "The key to the puzzle, the stairs to the sky, of course, it may also be the chain that is imprisoned in the abyss." The old man paused when he said that, then turned to look at the boy and asked: "How, do you think it clearly? Already?"

　　The young man's eyes suddenly became complicated at that moment. He looked at the old man, pondered for a long time, and finally asked: "What about him, what kind of person is he?"

　　 The old man said nothing, but turned his head to look at the majestic mountain top in the heavy snow, and said after a long silence.

　　"The clear spring water in the scorching sun, the sky pine is in the snow."

　　 "Ever since ancient times, a rebellious guest, ordinary people are true saints."