There’s Something Wrong With This Account Chapter 387: [Sword to Xizhou]
Seventeen swords flew upside down and were ignited by [Shen Huo].
When their swords were completely covered by [Shen Huo], there was an extra blood line on their master's neck.
Lu Xun's sword aura was very fast, and it flew out from the sheath, and in an instant, they directly harvested their lives.
The sword fell, and the corpse fell to the ground.
Lu Xun sat on the paper crane and flew forward a distance of one foot.
The alien next to him couldn't help but step back a little.
The cruel, bloodthirsty, and crazy alien was also frightened by the scene just now.
This incredible method is daunting!
They subconsciously squeezed the strange treasure in their hands, for fear that their weapons might also change.
Ye Suian took a look at Lu Xun, and said in his heart: "Senior Lu, as a born sword fetus, has become more and more sophisticated in his sword control methods."
He was a person who had studied with Lu Xun several times. He had the first time to study on the peak that day. The shock and panic when the sword could not be pulled out, and the shame and shock when the sword flew out are still deep. The earth was imprinted in his heart.
It's just that for Lu Xun, he didn't accumulate grievances or grudges, only endless admiration.
Now, watching the enemy slumped in front of the same means, Ye Suian was a little cheerful!
That's it! That's it!
Great!
Lu Xun looked at Ye Suian, who was soaring up to the sky, with a question mark on his face.
Is this guy's brain broken?
He and Ye Suian just killed the Quartet in the middle of the battlefield, which gave Ye Suian a feeling that friendship was rapidly heating up.
Men are very simple creatures.
Take a five kills in an Internet cafe and hear your game ID playing on the radio, and you can be happy all day.
And just like playing a wave of sky shows with teammates in the game, the sense of understanding will soar.
In the "Four Irons of Men", there is a "together with guns". Although this sentence looks strangely uncomfortable, it means fighting side by side.
This has led to... Ye Suian must now feel that he and Lu Xun are very ironic.
Lu Xun didn't have much emotion. He only cared about harvesting experience points, just like an old farmer with a good harvest, calculating his own harvest.
At this moment, his spiritual consciousness is a bit depleted, Lu Xun decisively rises to a level, relying on murder to return to the blue, can't you think of it?
Lu Xun, who has reached level 38, has reached a new height in his own strength.
So far, the battle has come to an end.
Since the closing stage is reached, let's get a better collection.
A sword qi condenses on Lu Xun's fingertips, and there is no sense of spiritual qi surging on it. It is concentrated and restrained.
But in fact it is made up of a large amount of sword energy.
This method is not commonly used by Lu Xun. To put it simply, it is too strong, but it is too blue and not conducive to battery life.
But at the end, it's especially easy to use.
The white cloud surrounds this sword aura, and the sword intent is brazenly blessed on it.
The [Shen Huo] in the scabbard rises from the sword's energy, adding a power and killing intent to it!
I heard that some scholars have great righteousness in their bodies.
When the pen and ink fall, it has its own prestige!
Lu Xun waved the sleeves of his black robe, and the ink-colored air flow was generated in a flash.
The sword qi flows along with the waves, wrapped in the ink-colored air current, fast forward, almost to the extreme.
This is a revised version of Lu Xun Demon, taught by Bo Gui——【Thorn】!
A gust of wind blew across the sky, violently blowing Lu Xun's robe.
"A bit of awe-inspiring breath, a thousand miles of breeze!"
Sword Qi rides the gale and the ink-colored air current, wherever it goes, no one can stop it, and it slams a path, overflowing with blood!
Like Lu Xun holding an invisible pen, drawing ink on this heaven and earth rice paper...
I wrote a "one".
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As time passed, the situation outside the city of Sword Forge finally began to fall to one side.
Smelling the pungent **** smell in the air, everyone has only one thought--win!
This battle outside the sword-forging city is dangerous.
It was a dead end, but Lu Xun was an extra variable, which turned the situation abruptly.
This young man saved the big city of Xizhou with one sword and one man!
Ye Sui'an, on behalf of the Xizhou sword repairmen, bowed deeply to Lu Xun, saying: "Ye Sui'an, on behalf of Casting Sword City, thank you seniors who crossed the road."
Lu Xun accepted it calmly and raised his hand and said: "Don't be polite."
He looked around and saw one old man after another.
They met Lu Xun's gaze, held swords in both hands, and arched their hands towards him.
Lu Xun responded one by one.
He never thought that one day he would fight side by side with so many elders.
The romance of sword repair, the spirit of sword repair, does not seem to pass by with the years.
Lu Xun sat on the paper crane and glanced down.
The battlefield is in the air, and at this moment, there are corpses one after another on the ground outside the city of sword forging.
There are aliens and Xizhou Jianxiu.
Those gray-haired old people, outside the city of Zhujian, completely closed their eyes.
For those who survived the battlefield, they still have one more thing to do.
That is to clean up the battlefield.
Everyone fell on the blood-colored ground outside the city of sword forging, their faces were silent, and no one spoke.
If you listen carefully, you can actually hear a suppressed whimper.
It's hard to imagine a scene of a group of old people kneeling down beside the dead bodies of their friends.
The people lying on the ground are gray-haired, and those who are sitting on the ground are equally gray-haired.
They are all old things that have lived for many years, but it's a pity that years have not taught them to be unfeeling, or even used to parting and ignoring separation.
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It's dawn, and the night is over.
In Casting Sword City, some people have gone home, but some have not.
In the blacksmith's shop in the west of the city, a strong man with a shirtless upper body swung his hammer vigorously.
The hammer hit the unformed sword, the sound was rhythmic, but the movement was a bit numb.
In the past, there was an old one-armed man named Chu Beihan who had sweared a long time ago, but now the brawny man makes mistakes frequently, but he does not hear the cursing.
There is a wooden sign hanging around his waist. It is the [Elder Order] of Wanjian Mountain. He can hold this wooden sign to Wanjian Mountain, and he will be accepted as a disciple by Wanjian Mountain.
There will be a new master to teach him, and he can also become the sword repairer he dreams of.
"Hang--!" The hammer hit the sword heavily, and the brawny man's eyes were blood-red, and he was breathing heavily.
Suddenly, he felt a lightness in his waist.
The heavy wooden sign was missing.
The strong man turned his head quickly, only to see a familiar one-armed figure outside the forge.
"Useless thing, I'm disappointed, I can't take it to Wanjian Mountain to worship the new master." A familiar hoarse voice sounded in the forge.
The one-armed old man looked at the brawny man who was speechless for a long time with his hands on the table and opened his mouth, his eyes softened.
"Huh! I will teach you personally in the future."
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In the east of Zhujian City, in a small courtyard.
A plump woman holds wild flowers and counts the petals on the bouquet, over and over again.
The number she counts is different every time, because she is upset and has a restless heart.
"噌——"
A sword light abruptly appeared, and a man in a white shirt with a blind eye and white hair appeared in the courtyard.
His body is bloodstained, he is not bookish at first, and now he looks even less decent.
"Da--" The wild flowers in the woman's hand were scattered all over the place.
The man moved forward slowly, just like when he was leaving, squatting down and starting to pick up the wild flowers scattered on the ground, his eyes soft.
While picking it up, he whispered: "Yunniang, do you feel scared?"
The woman did not reply.
The man was a little flustered, he continued to pick up flowers, and continued to find the topic: "What are you doing during the time I am away?"
This time, the woman answered him.
She choked up in her voice, tears like rain, but her tone was as hot as ever:
"What else can I do? My old lady is waiting for you to go home!"
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In the small alley of Jiancheng City, an old man with hunchback came to the wooden door.
His back seems to be more hunched compared to when he went out.
The old man raised his right hand, gently wiped off the sword mark on the wooden door, and then prepared to open the door and enter.
Before pushing the door, he suddenly froze for a moment, retracted his hands, and hurriedly walked out of the alley.
"Oh! I have not bought the candy haws that Yaya promised, and I don't know if the vendor is still there."
The old man hunched back and walked in a hurry, and began to look for candied haws across the street.
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At this moment~IndoMTL.com~The sky of Xizhou, there will be streamers passing by from time to time.
Xizhou is the land of sword repair, not just the two major sword schools, each sword repair sect here has its own sword mound.
The sword repairman will impose a spell on his sword. After he dies, the sword spirit will rely on this spell to run the flying sword and fly back into the sword mound.
The streamer in the sky is one after another flying swords.
Some of them came from Xizhou, and some came from outside Xizhou.
Such a scene can be seen everywhere in Xizhou as long as you look up.
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The sword returns to Xizhou.
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