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Chapter 921 "Referring to a deer as a horse"

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    "I feel sad that I have lost¡ª¡ª"

    "A famous sword is broken, which can only explain one fact."  A human opponent is far better than a weapon that no one can control.  How can this not make Chang Ri Kun Tho feel more stimulated?

    The divine sword was broken, and I was shocked.  Although he had been fighting for a long time, he did not feel defeated. As soon as the question came out of his mouth, his sword intent was stronger than before. It seemed that he had given up his sword and his body. He threw everything away and locked the real target.

    As the only genius of the Sword Clan, Changri Kunqiu has only mastered one sword in his whole life, and this is the only move that makes him feel as if he has lost his skills.  This move can kill hundreds of people at low speed, and kill tens of thousands at medium speed. The killing will be crazy, and there will be no mercy for anyone who blocks it.  The best but only kills one person, a big loss, a big loss, an even bigger gain, it can be said that it is unique!

    " However, the superior skills of Long Ri Kun Tho thousands of years ago are already unparalleled, and it is difficult for future generations to understand the top moves to kill the body and destroy the soul.

    At this moment, the sword was thrown away after a long time, and the victory was lost as a gain. Using all the strength of body and mind, without thoughts and thoughts, the sword was broken and spun into the air, and it was unexpectedly not a force to stab the enemy.  , but kill yourself first!

    The moment the broken sword was inserted into the body, a huge burst of energy burst out from Changri's body, piercing the sky and the earth in an instant.  The next moment, he suddenly felt a sense of indistinctness and transcendence. When his soul left his body after a long time, it seemed that the spiritual light of the stars in the sky flowed backwards. There was no distinction between matter and self, and the final "ultimate intention" filled the surroundings.  Sweep the world, cleanly and neatly form a sword with two fingers, and push forward without regrets!

    "I respect you for this sword¡ª¡ª"

    Those who seek the Tao seek benevolence and gain benevolence.  Although Xie Yunshu knew that Xiaoman's "holy soul" was tougher than her body.  But the extent of Chang Ri Kun's sword sacrificing his life was obviously beyond Xiao Man's ability to wake up and deal with it.

    With a thought, Xie Yunshu's bright eyes were slightly solemn, and he was still controlling Xiao Man from a distance without using his basic strength.  Xiaoman, who was facing the "sorrowful feeling", had a vague sense of eagerness to awaken and fight.

    But under his father's subtle "training", Xiaoman felt that the energy and spirit in his body had risen to a transcendent level, bursting out with a force that no one could control, transforming the power of life into a world, and melting it into a furnace of energy.  The power was swayed out in such an understatement, bringing a burst of warmth and wind out of thin air.

    "There is a nest to build the world¡ª¡ª"

    Xiaoman was surprised by the four words he uttered unconsciously.  She saw the dragon pool in her palm disperse into nothingness, and she controlled Xie Yunshu to take out the golden weapon wheel.  Immediately afterwards, a gentle warm breeze blew past, facing the approaching "Jie Tian Ruo Los", displaying incredible power.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????]  "Sorrowful" was still rushing forward, but at the moment when Chang Rikun came to Xiaoman and pressed the sword finger against the back of the golden weapon wheel, it had become two ordinary swords.  finger.

    ????????????? But behind the long sun, I saw the wind clearing away the frost and snow, taking away the power of the stars and rivers in the sky. Suddenly, thousands of mountains and trees flourished, and thousands of rivers and fish jumped in the air, giving birth to a vibrant scene of free competition.  Even the wound on Chang Rikun's chest has been completely repaired.  The severed sword also separated from Chang Rikun's body and fell to the ground intact as before.

    As the person involved, Xiaoman naturally knew that the last two sword fingers of Chang Ri Kun Tho were just as light as ordinary people.  The scene in front of him was almost exactly the same as the one described by this move of "building a world with a nest".

    But, at least Xiaoman didn't understand how her father did it Is the "Five Clan Immortal Sword" she semi-created really so powerful?

    However, at this time, Xie Yunshu had already absorbed the spiritual consciousness that was pulling Xiao Man, and said to Chang Rikun without a doubt: "I have defeated you with my sword."

    The long day groaned and didn't believe: "Are you already using a sword?"

    Xie Yunshu said two more words without any doubt: "It's used."

    "¡­¡­used!"

    The broken body is restored to integrity, and the broken sword is remade as new.  The repeated two words seemed to be convincing myself.  I held my breath and meditated for a long time, never doubting that Xie Yunshu was using magic to deceive or deceiving with words.

    Ding Li was as silent as death. He had been thinking hard for a long time. Although it was still a little unbelievable, he finally understood its rough principles. He pointed at Xiaoman and said: "The military wheel is a sword, and the baby girl is a sword. Even my final sorrow  If the sky is lost to you, it will still be your sword. Did you use this move to build a nest in the world?"

    "I say whoever is a sword is a sword."

    Xie Yunshu only admitted that this sword was based on this principle: "In the past, there was a nest built in the world, with the intention of protecting the world. How could there be any distinction between ourselves and our enemies?"

    "This is not all of youhehe¡ª¡ª"

    If you can save, you can kill.  Unexpectedly, today, there would be such a result.

    A dry, almost bitter smile suddenly emerged from Chang Rikun's mouth.  Immediately afterwards, a feeling of joy at hearing the truth arose in his heart.  Although I have known it for a long time, the differences between them are no longer traceable, as if they are separated by natural chasms.  But there is really someone who can interpret "sword" like thisThe level of sage is beyond description, and even the thought of seeking transcendence must be cautious.

    However, only by persevering in pursuit can a swordsman be truly proud.  He hurriedly regained his composure and regained his composure. He had become accustomed to it and sighed: "No wonder, the wild sands of thousands of miles have become a paradise You are the only person I recognize as the God of Swords."

    "Um?"

    "What, you don't know yet?"

    ¡°I didn¡¯t know it before, but now I know it.¡±

    At this time, 7*5 zw.com Zhang Si.  The place name Wanli Kuangsha is related to the final battlefield where the Emperor of Heaven was defeated in a page.

    It¡¯s just that in Xie Yunshu¡¯s impression, after one page of the book used up the ¡°Eight Dragon Divine Fires¡± to burn the Yuan Fei of the Qi Tian Emperor, there should be at least a hundred miles of earth-shattering movement, and no strangers should be allowed to enter.  But at this moment, it was mentioned by Changri Kunqi that the sword that banished the immortal god and summoned Xie Yunshu to fuse together might have turned the dead land into fertile soil and transformed decay into magic.

    &#24378&#29306&#32&#120&#105&#110&#100&#105&#110&#103&#100&#105&#97&#110&#120&#115&#119&#46&#99&#111&#109&#32&#35835&#2930 6&#  12290 However, Xie Yunshu was very aware of his current cultivation level. He was only surprised for a moment before he realized what he was doing and said, "What did Mo Shi pay to let you help him once?"

    "Being acquainted with old friends is just a condition, so don't mention it. What's more, today's trip is worthwhile, and the swordsmanship can still start again."

    "Then I save your life, and you give me a sword in return."

    ""

    Chang Rikun looked at Xie Yunshu steadily for a moment and said, "Is it still the Demon Shi?"

    "good."

    "Can!"

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? by Kun Tzu and the devil.  But both of them know that the other is a person who can even give up himself to achieve his goals.  It would be a fool's dream to expect them to be loyal to each other.

    Putting the Meishen Sword on his waist again, Chang Rikun asked bluntly: "Do you want his life, or something else?"

    "I'm afraid you still can't do it if you want to kill Mo Shi."

    Xie Yunshu said straight to the point: "I want his death, and I hope you can find out his whereabouts for me."

    To control the big and to control the owl.  "Die Yang?"

    On Jiutian Xuanzun's side, it was his disciple Doomsday Seventeen who was supposed to instigate Dark Yang, who was created by the Seven Disasters of Blood and Darkness.  Unfortunately, due to the intervention of the Sword Banished Immortal, Doomsday Seventeen was unable to fulfill its wish and failed to master the Dark Sun condensed by the power of Blood and Darkness.

    Originally, this was a method only used to deal with the Baqi Evil God.  Xie Yunshu asked himself that even if he didn't, it wouldn't matter.

    But Xie Yunshu knew very well that Mo Shi must have secretly created a similar death sun and hid it somewhere, leaving him to start the doomsday game on his own.  In this case, why did Xie Yunshu leave the big bomb to the enemy.  And with an acquaintance of Mo Shi like Chang Rikun, there should be a lot of hope in digging out such a dead sun.

    "A world-destroying thing that gathers the power of blood and darkness and sacrifices dozens, millions, or even more resentful souls."

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