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Volume One Sixty-Two Sword Cry

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    Sixty-two Sword Cry

    Seeing the opponent's palm coming, Huo Qingqiao was furious, regardless of activating twelve points of internal energy.  Jin Abacus has confidence in his own palm and also has confidence in the helpers around him.  Even if the opponent wants to escape with the power of his palm, the surrounding masters will have enough power to stop him!

    "Sister Yuhua, how are you?" Regardless of the battle in the warehouse, Zhenzhen carried Song Yuhua back to the room with tears on her face. Looking at the extremely pale Song Yuhua, the little girl felt sad in her heart.  "Sir, come and take a look! Sister Yuhua is injured!"

    "Ding ding" The sound of hammering didn't stop at all. The sword master seemed to have lost consciousness of the things around him, but it was accompanied by the increasingly heavy rain and the thunder and lightning that were not crossing the sky and struck the anvil numbly.  sword blank.

    "Cough cough, Zhenzhen, don't disturb the young master." Song Yuhua's face was full of weakness, and she could hardly open her eyes, but she held Zhenzhen tightly with one hand to prevent her from disturbing the sword master.  "GiveI take two Yuling Pills. It can stabilizemy injury."

    After listening to Song Yuhua¡¯s words, Zhenzhen hurriedly took out a small porcelain bottle from her arms, but it turned out to be the elixir Yuling Pill left by Lu Miaozi earlier.

    "Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the force of the collision turned all the rainwater within a radius of one foot into mist.  In the fog, a figure rushed out!

    Seeing the white mist pouring out of the corner of the man's mouth, the angry Diaojiang old man yelled "Stay!". He shook the green bamboo fishing rod in his hand, and the transparent silk thread with a slender hook was rolled towards the man's arm.  , the fishhook that was looming in the heavy rain hit the vital part of the man's throat!

    Seeing that the man's throat was about to be cut open by the fishing hook, another figure rose up from the crowd, and a long sword brought the biting cold wind directly to the back of Diao Jiangsou's heart. The strong Qi lock actually caused the man with advanced cultivation to  Diaojiang Sou couldn't help but hold his breath!

    "What a thief!" When Diao Jiangsou was in danger, the skinny old Taoist Monkey Taoist on the side screamed. His sharp voice was as dizzying as a steel knife scraping bones, and he rescued Diao Jiangsou from the air in the blink of an eye.  When he came out, Taoist Monkey himself seemed to turn into a big monkey scratching his head and ears, tearing the air with two claws and scratching at the person who attacked later!

    "Ding!" A crisp knocking sound rang out from everyone's hearts, and even the thunder above their heads couldn't cover it up!

    Everyone's anger stagnated and they looked around in horror. Only then did they realize that the sword-making room, which was originally illuminated red by the roaring fire, had unexpectedly fallen into boundless darkness.  Even though it¡¯s not dark yet, the dark clouds and pouring rain create an atmosphere even more depressing than the night!

    "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooch, cry on."

    "Hehehehe" He smiled sinisterly.

    "Who is pretending to be a ghost?!" The cold breath lingered, and the rain falling from the sky became even colder.  I don't know when it sounded, and I don't know where it came from. The faint, vague sound of sobbing and laughter made everyone feel terrified. Even the masters such as Huo Jitong seemed to have the qi in their bodies being invisibly stagnated.

    Everyone resisted the temptation to follow the sound to find the source of the crying and laughing, but when they listened attentively, they were shocked to find that the sound was lingering within a foot of them, vague and uncertain!

    "Let's go!" Just when everyone was suspicious, the mysterious man who appeared later suddenly shouted to wake up his companions, and flew up at the same time!

    The sudden loud shouting immediately woke up everyone present, but they didn't react in a hurry!

    Seeing that the two of them were about to approach the high wall, they heard a loud noise, and one side of the wall of the sword-making room exploded, and an invisible sword energy slashed out with a roar like thunder!

    In an instant, even the rain curtain that splashed on the sky was cut off in an instant!

    "Not good!" In mid-air, the two of them were about to fall on the high wall and escape. An unparalleled pressure appeared out of thin air and enveloped them from all directions.  The two of them were so horrified that they felt that they had turned into small insects sealed in amber, unable to move. They watched helplessly as the invisible force cut off the rain curtain covering the sky and severed their legs!

    Amid the shrill screams, the two fell to the base of the wall.  Everyone in the Southern Sichuan Gambling House turned around and looked at the dark sword-making room, which had once again lost all sound, feeling terrified in their hearts.  It seems that the most terrifying monster in the world is hidden in the darkness that is so thick that it cannot be broken away.

    "Woooooooooooo" The cry became more and more sad.

    "Hehehehe" The laughter became more and more fierce.

    "Step!" A heavy footsteps came from the sword-making room, followed closely by the sound of heavy iron tools being dragged on the ground.

    The wind suddenly became silent.

    The rain stopped for a moment.

     There was only the sound of heavy footsteps and the heavier sound of friction between heaven and earth.

    The young man's figure gradually emerged from the darkness, and in his right hand, there was an undecorated heavy sword that exuded a wild aura and was dragged to the ground.

    Sword Lord is not tall, but in this cold wind and rain, he looks tall.  But it is as oppressive as a wild beast!

    Seeing the young man walking out of the darkness, everyone took a deep breath.  During this siege, everyone learned the information about the young man in front of them early.  He is calm and uncontested when he holds the sword, he is as majestic as a mountain when he holds the Heaven's Strike, and he is upright and majestic when he holds the world of mortals But no matter how good the intelligence network of the southern Sichuan gambling house is, no one has ever seen it.  Such a terrifying sword master!

    Although it is still the same body, it is still the same face, and it is still the dull look with no vivid expression.  But at this time, in the eyes of everyone, the young man in front of him gave only one feeling!

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ferocious!

    The frantic aura spread out invisibly, as if there was an invisible monster, stirring up the thin and dense raindrops that fell three feet above the Sword Lord's body like a mess!

    "Haha, you want to leave?!" After glancing around and seeing the hesitation on the faces of the invited masters, the Sword Master sneered, "It's too late!"

    "Boy! Don't push people too hard!" Seeing Jian Junfu say such decisive words as soon as he appeared, everyone was shocked and angry, and the grumpy Red-faced Yama even snorted angrily.

    "Hehehehe" Arrogant laughter came from Jianjun's mouth, "I just push people too much, what?! What happened today is definitely not good! I don't care whether you are a famous expert or a gambling den in southern Sichuan.  You despicable little guy, once you come here, you have only two choices! I die, or you die! Even if you escape today, I will search the whole world until death!"

    If what you said just now made people feel decisive, then what Sword Master said now will only make people feel crazy!  There are not many people in the world who can say such words and even do such things.  Regardless of good or evil, a master always has the character of a master. Most of the enemy's minions are driven away. Even if they want to slaughter the opponent, they will only let their subordinates do it.

    Sword Lord¡¯s words made everyone¡¯s expressions change wildly.  When Huo Qingqiao saw how easily the Sword Lord put both sides in a desperate situation, not only did he not feel any joy in his heart, but he felt even more uneasy!

    With a "whoop" sound, he put the heavy sword on his shoulder, and the sword master strode into the field, walking and chanting. The strange tone and gradually high-pitched voice made everyone feel excited.  Sword Lord's miraculous martial arts, which is like being reborn, has long been known to the world.  They have also analyzed the characteristics of each form of Sword Lord and made corresponding countermeasures.  However, now

    "Heavy rain and strong winds, but the shadow of the ghost has not moved; those who hear it are frightened and die under the sword of ghosts and gods!"

    A crazy momentum swept through the entire warehouse.  In the eyes of all the big men present, whether high or low, who were aroused by Sword Lord's crazy words, Sword Lord suddenly turned into another person!

    ??The face is as pale as paper, the long pointed ears, the black brocade clothes reveal the majesty of the emperor, and the wild hair is flying with untamable wildness.  He looked around at everyone with proud eyes, like a king looking down at his subjects!

    He has a master who is at the pinnacle of the sword world, and parents who are at the pinnacle of power!  He has the pride of a royal family and the madness of a demon!  He is the prince of the world of demonic swordsmanship and demonic swords!  He is the sword master in black!

    "Sword. Weeping Rain!"

    Without any warning, the Sword Lord took action before he even took a step forward!

    The heavy sword on the shoulder was swept out wildly, and the whistling sound of tearing air was like the weeping of the heaven and the earth, which pierced the heart and soul. The heavy rain in the sky was swept away by the huge force!

    Water turns into gas, and gas turns into awn.  Countless drops of water hit the crowd like huge waves, penetrating the frantic blocking of the panicked thugs from the gambling houses in southern Sichuan, and caused a splash of blood amidst the cries of gold and iron and the screams of pain!

    Amidst the rain of blood, the Sword Master rushed forward crazily, straight into the crowd, and slashed with the heavy sword in his hand, leaving only a broken body and broken arms wherever he passed!

    "Everyone, please don't hesitate to show mercy!" Seeing the heavy casualties among his men, Huo Qingqiao, whose eyes were about to split, felt grief and anger in his heart. He shouted, and with a hand from his waist, he brought out a Burmese knife and went towards him as crazy as a demon.  The murderous sword master rushed forward!

    "Clang, clang, clang, clang!" There was a loud noise, and Huo Qingqiao's Burmese knife, Jiangsou's fishing rod, and Red-faced Yama's short stick swung away one after another. Everyone staggered back three steps, looking at the man with scars all over his body in horror.  The sword master whose tiger's mouth was broken almost lost his confidence.

    Although there were seven or eight wounds on the sword master's body, and the tiger's mouth was bleeding due to the violent impact, the crazy momentum in the fight just now made people shudder.

    They never??Have heard of such a crazy person, such a crazy sword.

    "What kind of swordsmanship is this?" The skinny Taoist Monkey asked, covering his chest with one hand.  Just now, his pair of monkey claws broke one of Sword Master's ribs, but he himself was stabbed with a big hole in his chest by Sword Master's heavy sword!

    "Ah¡ª¡ª!" Looking at Taoist Monkey whose eyes were gradually losing their luster, feeling the stimulation brought by the pain on his body, and recalling the wordless pleasure of killing the opponent's master while surrounded by strong enemies, the Sword Lord roared loudly with the sword on his shoulder.  !

    "Demon sword! So happy!"
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