final catastrophe

Chapter 311 134. Knives
Someone is flicking a knife on the top of the mountain.

There was only one sound, but the sound was swept up by the wind like sparkling waves, and the initial slight waves turned into a dormant dragon at the bottom of the water.

Play it again, and everything in front of you is disillusioned again.

Sudden birth and death.

The sword waiter led the group of heroes around to another cliff platform from the side.

That place is some distance away from the Dao Hut, but it can also be vaguely seen on it.

The first comer took the best position, lying on the boulder by the cliff and staring into the distance without blinking.

The first sword god with disheveled hair finally descended from the lonely peak, and sat cross-legged in front of the simple grass hut. There were only three futons in front of him, but there were as many as seven people who passed through the mist and the ray of sky. .

There are only three positions, but there are seven people.

So they need to face the third test.

But people have been face to face, how come the third test?

Therefore, the first knife god began to flick the knife.

The sound of the knife is no better than the sound of the piano, there is no gentleness, only chilling.

For a moment, the complexions of the seven people changed.

The first swordsman pointed to No.1 and said, "Sit down."

Everyone hurriedly looked, that No. 1 was actually a female liar who was famous in the Northland, that petite figure with a golden giant knife on her back.

"I can't stop. I can't stop" Long Yao yelled and was led by Tu Longgui, like a kite with a broken string, like a balloon deflated, blowing up dust in front of the thatched cottage.

And her posture is indeed unstoppable, those who tried to be low-level before were all thrown into the sky by her impact.

But at this moment, she stopped.

Because a slender and gentle hand was pressed on her hand, and the rampage driven by the dragon-slaying demon knife stopped immediately, and that hand gently touched her somewhat messy long hair, "Sit down."

"Hey?" Long Yao stopped still for a rare moment, she couldn't believe it, she felt that someone was releasing "head-touching kill" on her, she raised her head timidly, and turned her eyes to look at the man in front of her.

The white clothes are like clouds, and the expression is like snow, but those eyes are the full moon hanging in the sky, with boundless tenderness.

For some reason, Long Yao felt a certain sense of security from him.

This sense of security can only be found in the dead big man.

Perhaps, this is the first sword god.

"Are you going to accept me as an apprentice?" She dared not answer.

After thinking for a while, she changed the sentence pattern and asked, "Can someone like me be your apprentice?"

Perhaps feeling a little strange, she asked again: "It turns out that you accept an apprentice like me."

The other six people all showed strange expressions.

This woman's brain was eaten by a dog.
But the first sword god was not angry, but said with a smile: "Sit down."

Long Yao said "ohhhhhhhhhhh", excitedly ran to the first futon, pretending to sit cross-legged.

I was lucky today. I was just running for my life. I heard that the No. [-] Swordsman was recruiting apprentices. I wanted to come and see, but I didn’t think I would succeed.
So from now on, those pawn shop people will not dare to chase and kill themselves, right?

And with this master, I can finally hold my head high and feel proud!

Thinking about it, she couldn't help puffing out her chest, but she felt that it was not so firm and a little shameful, so she simply crossed her hips and held her head high, and then sat proudly on the first futon.

The first swordsman looked at the remaining six people, but didn't see any movement, and flicked the knife with his fingers again.

This time, the shadow of the sword was suddenly shattered by a ray of light, and the sky of Eternal Night split open, and the clouds poured in and turned into a white dragon, stretching across the sky.

After playing, he closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he pointed to the second person without looking at him, and said calmly, "Sit down."

The person he was referring to was the unborn genius of the hidden first family, Wu Zhonghu.

The latter has a haughty face, even facing this number one swordsman, he has no fear. He has been laughing since Xia Ji flicked the sword, and he is already smiling now, smiling brightly and happily.

"Please God of Swords give me a sword." The young man who looked like a young tiger suddenly raised his head and looked at the immortal in front of him without any fear.

The lancet at his waist, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, was already trembling with excitement.

Xia Ji stared at him for a moment, then said calmly, "Sure."

Wu Zhonghu closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then suddenly took a step forward, and the saber at his waist was unsheathed suddenly, and this unsheathing was very similar to Xia Ji's aura when he flicked the saber for the second time just now.

The night broke open, and the bright light suddenly appeared, and the sea of ​​clouds transformed into a dragon, hidden in the blade.

Cut out!

Xia Ji shook his head lightly, and said, "Naughty."

After all, he didn't draw the saber, but just turned his two fingers into a saber, and pointed directly at the cicada-winged saber.

The martial arts tiger's pupils shrank suddenly. He had already used his talent to imitate the sword intent he just showed, and then he was attacking this style with 100% energy. His own sword was like a sea of ​​clouds turning into a dragon.

But those chopped off fingers are like the whole sky!
The sea of ​​clouds is just a corner of the sky, and his knife is extremely small between those two fingers.

This is the complete crushing of momentum.

Wu Zhonghu was not reconciled. Seeing that this man was not much older than himself, but was already the number one sword god, he gritted his teeth suddenly, and forcibly clashed again with the true energy in his belly. .

The knife is done in one go.

However, when he came out of the sword, he turned into a sea of ​​clouds and transformed into a dragon, but in the middle of it, he turned into a sword that belonged to him.

The tiger volleys into the sky, sniffing the roses carefully!
The peak sword that contains strength and skill is displayed.

This knife is amazing.

Roaring through the air, it is like the king of beasts coming to the throne to give orders, and the beasts dare not refuse!

Knife falls.

But it can no longer fall.

Just because the knife was gently clamped by two fingers, it could no longer be moved half a minute.

Beads of sweat oozed from Wu Zhonghu's forehead, and he was sweating profusely. He raised his head hastily, but the man was calm, as if he was just holding a toy, without any emotion.

The voice of the first sword god did not change at all: "Sit down."

Wu Zhonghu used all his strength to strike just now, but at this moment, his true energy was out of order, and he felt his stomach was overwhelmed.

The first swordsman shook his head and said, "Naughty."

After all, he put his right hand on his shoulder, and with a light swipe, Wu Zhonghu felt a soft and thick zhenqi pouring into his body, and then he landed on the second futon like a cloud riding a fog.

Only then did he realize how powerful this number one sword god is, and that he is truly an immortal, and his originally unruly mind was a little calmer.

But the sword god in white clothes like snow did not continue to play the third knife.

He turned his head to look at the remaining five people.

"Wuhuan, long time no see."

Li Wuhuan looked excited, and hurriedly said: "President."

"You used to be my disciple, but this time there is only one futon left. If you are destined, it will belong to you. I will not take sides, you understand."

Li Wuhuan said solemnly: "It should be so."

Xia Ji didn't see any movement, but his body took two steps back, he said calmly: "From Tianque, the capital of the emperor, I cut a flying fairy with a sword, and then walked on the edge of life and death, and I learned a lot.

Living on the coast of the East China Sea, and comprehending the Dao of the Sword day and night.

There are only three things I have realized, one of which is the scenery.

Second, Yunye.

Third, demons.

I play three knives, which naturally integrates my three understandings, and those who are destined can only sit on the futon. "

The remaining five people hurriedly said: "Mister, please continue to test, victory or defeat is destined, never force it."

Xia Ji nodded, closed his eyes and shot out the third knife.

The sound of the sword was strange, and it fell into the ears of the five people in an instant.

(End of this chapter)