final catastrophe

Chapter 510 10. Passionate Swordsman Ruthless Sword
Say it.

The hunchbacked girl had closed her sword, but the gas mask exploded, and the rain exploded.

An unimaginable scene was presented in front of everyone.

The rain is retrograde!

No longer falling, but going against the sky!

"I don't know what you have realized, but let me tell you, the way of the sword, if you don't go against the sky, how can you achieve the great way? Sword God, since you are as famous as your ancestors, you are completely useless in martial arts, so what? "

The down-and-out man said lightly: "Not at all."

The people around were completely shocked when they heard the conversation between the two.
Ancestors?

Sword God?
Martial arts completely abolished?

It seems to have heard something extraordinary.

Is this man on the edge of Shu Dao that sword god?
How is it possible that he has disheveled hair, a sloppy beard, and a foolish look, how can he look like a sword god?
If it was just for no reason, the two of them had such a conversation, they would definitely burst out laughing, they must be out of their minds to say such things, right?

But the hunchbacked girl stood against the wind, with the rain running against her side.

That posture couldn't help them not taking it seriously.

The hunchbacked girl said: "How about it?"

Xia Ji said: "The tombs of the ancestors are disturbed, it is indeed their fault, but the young lady is full of murderous intent, and it is too late to kill them all."

The hunchbacked girl said: "If you want to kill, then kill, what can you do to me?"

Xia Jiyang said: "The ruthless way of swordsmanship is too high. Even if you have an invincible sword, you have lost the heart of being a human being. Why bother?"

The hunchbacked girl said: "Grinding teeth and sucking blood, killing people like hemp. The way of Shu is like this."

After all, she raised her hand casually, and a breathless sword was raised, drawing an empty trajectory in the rain.

Xia Ji tilted his head slightly.

The sword energy passed by, but missed him.

The hunchbacked girl said in shock: "Aren't you completely useless?"

After all, he didn't stay any longer, as if he still had some fears, and quickly walked towards the road of Shu with his toes on the ground.

The desolate man looked at her receding back, thoughtful, he sighed lightly, and took a few steps forward, but it seemed that his legs were stiff due to not walking for a long time, his blood was blocked, and he moved forward amidst the messy steps. throw down.

In the mud, filthy mud splashed out, making his originally desolate figure even more desolate.

Like the most hasty fallen leaves in late autumn.

But he smiled calmly, because he suddenly understood something.

He still can't let go of this world, the prosperity of this world, and the future.

So, he was going to stop the girl.

The power of human beings should not be used to kill each other, just because there is endless darkness that needs to be explored besides the gathering of human beings.

Those monsters in the dark will stick out their minions, even shoot out strange long hair, or turn into blood-eyed black snakes to invade.

How can human beings stop if they are not united?
Therefore, he is not only going to save the people who "entered the cemetery with private thoughts", not only to save the descendants of the Juggernaut who are about to be killed, but also to save himself.

If the faith is still there, then the person is not dead.

As long as people survive, knives survive.

His face was dirty, his beard was shaggy, and his hair was disheveled, but he smiled a little.

The road to Shu is difficult.

Narrow as a line, with cliffs on both sides, soaring into the sky!

He walked alone on such a road.

Qingshan was cut open by the sword, and every trace was the ruthless intention of the Supreme Master.

But he is different.

His knife is ruthless, but his heart is merciless.

To comprehend the meaning of ruthlessness with a sentient heart, he has already got the answer.

In fact, is the inheritance of the strongest sword master at the end?

People don't understand, so they chase and blaspheme, but when they turn their heads, everything becomes empty in the end, following the wind, like a dream.

The long road to Shu, from beginning to end.

He was the only one who was really walking.

Panting, she raised her head, the wind was like Ling Chi, and she pushed her hair back, revealing her forehead and firm lips.

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chi chi chi.
A few sharp lights flitted across the damp darkness, sharply piercing the gathered and falling water bottom.

Shi Qingyuan didn't even use his saber, he just swayed slightly to dodge.

There are endless traps in these tombs, but on the contrary, Xiaodao Buddha aroused a feeling of being amused.

The tombs of the strong still contain these unscrupulous back arrows
It's really speechless.

Anyone who is a little proficient in physical skills can pass smoothly, right?
But soon, he didn't think so.

Because those backstabs start to split.

As it went deeper, a dark arrow could actually split into more than ten or even dozens of small arrows in mid-air, which became flowers that exploded at night.

Shi Qingyuan's body swayed and became an afterimage, but finally he drew his saber.

Walking in the ocean of hidden weapons, all the sharp arrows are like flying rain, if the place is not narrow, this little knife Buddha doesn't even need to pull out the knife.

But due to the terrain, the flying rain became a stream.

His knife turned seamlessly, forming an invisible shield.

Shi Qingyuan moved slower and slower.

But suddenly, he stopped, and a feeling of palpitation came from behind him.

At the same moment, a dull red light pierced from behind, turning into a hedgehog in midair
Although his movements were not slow, his brows were already furrowed.

Because of the enemy!

If you block the sharp arrow in front of you, you will be hit by a sneak attack behind you.

But if you ignore the front and try to resist the back, you will be pierced by thousands of arrows.

Up, down, left, and right are all stone walls in the center of the mountain, and he has nowhere to hide.

Buddha is merciful.

There are also angry eyes.

Shi Qingyuan wasn't flustered, he swung his long knife, and in an instant, a three-headed and six-armed phantom appeared.

Six-armed King Kong! !
Dangdangdang
Obviously there is only one knife, but there are phantoms of three swords, confronting the thousands of sharp arrows and the long hair shot from behind.

At the same time, he looked back.

In the faint light, he recognized the person coming.

"Snake Moon, it's you"

Little Knife Buddha obviously knew this one.

He could never forget this one.

Just because, in front of her eyes, she once assassinated the former military adviser, who was also the former head teacher of Wudang!

"Snake Moon!!!"

As if recalled, he roared angrily, while resisting thousands of sharp arrows behind him, he rushed towards the original path.

But the red-haired girl wanted to drive him to death, so she took this opportunity to appear.

The long-haired attack rushed out like a flame in the darkness, and it merged horizontally with the arrow stream on the opposite side, hitting the Buddha in the center.

She has been gifted by the snake god and is extremely powerful.

If Xiaodao Buddha confronts her in a spacious area, it may be [-]-[-].

But here, his sword is greatly restricted, but Snake Moon's long hair is just suitable for fighting here.

One goes up and down, just a few back and forth, Shi Qingyuan can't resist.

Snake Moon had also sensed the situation, she followed all the way, and now that she found an opportunity, she decided to do it.

If someone else followed this Little Sword Buddha, they might have been noticed.

Even if it is changed to Snake Yaolai.

But she was already extremely sensitive, with speed and ingenuity, she was the strongest in the Black Snake Church. In addition, she used mental calculations without intention, one was in the light and the other was in the dark, so Shi Qingyuan naturally couldn't detect it.

Hey.
There was an evil grin on her lips.

at the same time.

The rest of the Black Snake Church acted in the dark, either to sow discord, attracting two groups of people to fight each other, or to assassinate while taking advantage of a blind spot.

For a while, in the cave, there was intrigue and intrigue, and it was very chaotic.

In the labyrinth-like shadows, boiling gradually rose.

"What to do, what to do? Mr. Xiao. We"

The girl in the purple skirt hurriedly called for help, and the young man in white beside him was also in a panic.

Sixteen of the eighteen masters who followed into the sword saint's cemetery have fallen.

Either die from chaos, or be killed by someone with one move
"how is this possible"

Xiao Bufan couldn't believe it, how can there be such a big gap between people who are also practicing martial arts?
(End of this chapter)