I collect waste in heaven

Chapter 541 Second Uncle's Sword
Ding ding ding.

Under the night light, Xin Zhao's aura surged wildly, turning into an afterimage and attacking frantically.

The person in front of me is very strong!

From the time when he knocked himself back tens of meters with a sword, he could already feel that the distance between them was as far apart as heaven and earth.

There is no escape.

If he wants to survive, he must maintain a fierce offensive, keep himself in an offensive state, and use offense as defense.

If the opponent is allowed to seize the slightest chance, he will fall into a passive position.

So……

He will have no chance of a comeback.

There is still a glimmer of hope for the first player, on the contrary, he has no chance at all.

From start to finish.

The black-robed man's sword hadn't even been drawn from its sheath, and he didn't even move a step. He used the scabbard to resist Xin Zhao's attack very casually.

"Qinglian Sword Formation, get up!"

Countless sword shadows emerged in the void, and thousands of swords were fired.

锃!
The man in black robe instantly bent down and slashed out a water-like sword energy with his long blue sword.

Wan Jian died.

Immediately after a flash of blue light, there seemed to be only the sound of two people's breathing in the air, and the three-foot green sharp edge in the hands of the black-robed man was already pressing his throat.

"Your swordsmanship is too bad!"

It took less than two seconds from drawing the sword to pressing the blade to the throat.

In other words, when Xin Zhao tried his best, he could not resist the opponent's sword draw for two seconds.

"Who the hell are you?" Feeling the coldness of the sword in front of his throat, Xin Zhao stared at the eyes under the long hair of the black-robed man, "You are not the savior of the world, why do you work for them?"

According to Zhao Xin's cognition, the savior will have the mark of tulip on his body.

He looked around at the man in black with his heavenly eyes just now, and he didn't see any traces of the savior's mark on his body, and he didn't have a belt on his arm, and he didn't cover his face. All these are proofs that he is not the savior.

"If you don't have any other cards, you might die here." The man in black whispered indifferently.

Huh! ! !
A wind blade piercing through the air struck from the black-robed man's blind spot.

The man in black frowned, raised his sword and slashed backward.

The sword is full of air.

The giant tree in the jungle instantly snapped in half, but at this moment, another wind blade whizzed towards it from another direction.

Xin Zhao took this opportunity to escape, but he didn't want to be kicked out by the man in black, bowing his waist and holding the long sword, his eyes moved back and forth in their sockets.

Draw your sword!

The huge blue sword Qi cuts 180 degrees across.

"Wind Gang!"

The gangster condensed by the gust of wind stood in front of Zhou Muyan like a shield, and the impact of the sword energy caused him to fly into the air and crash into the ancient trees in the jungle in an instant.

Just as he was covering his chest and grinning from the pain in his back, a long sword was already erected in front of his eyes.

Zhou Muyan's throat throbbed.

He... was seen!
As everyone knows, there is no shadow of him in front of the man in black robe. Whether it is Zhou Muyan's existence or his coming with a sword, it is just a feeling.

Frowning, he reached out and grabbed Zhou Muyan's collar.

"Six sons!"

Xin Zhao, who was clutching his abdomen, rushed up with red eyes, and the man in black looked up at the nothingness in front of him, and the sword directly touched Xin Zhao's throat.

"Is there someone in my hand?"

The man in black, who was holding Zhou Muyan's collar tightly, tilted his head and asked.

"Let go of the six sons." Xin Zhao's eyes were red, and the man in black nodded slightly, "Is he a soul body, can you see him?"

"You can not see it?!"

"I can't see it." The black-robed man shook his head, "I can feel his existence. Is he your friend? Why do you stay in the world without reincarnation after death? How did you do it? Tell me!"

The edge of the black-robed man's sword pressed even tighter, and the tip of the blade had pierced Xin Zhao's skin.

"He's not dead!"

"Why is it a soul body if it is not dead?"

"What soul body? I don't know what you're talking about. He's alive and well, but there's something wrong with his body. You let him go quickly, and come to me if something happens."

"Alive?!"

The man in black robe stared at his empty hands and slowly loosened Zhou Muyan's collar. Zhou Muyan, who was suffocated by the clothes, coughed and retched at the moment of liberation.

"Can you hear me?"

Indifferent whispers came from the mouth of the man in black.

After waiting for a long time, the man in black didn't get any response, so he couldn't help frowning and looked at Xin Zhao.

"Can't he hear me?"

"I can hear you, but you can't hear what he said, what do you think?" Xin Zhao frowned.

"How did he become what he is now?" The black-robed man's face was gloomy, his words were full of threats, "tell me everything."

Not knowing why the man in black would care so much about these things, Xin Zhao frowned and looked at him for a long time before telling him about Zhou Muyan.

Hearing this, the man in black froze in place.

"It turned out to be so!"

"Xiao Nan should have been in this half-dead state at the time, so it turned out that she was talking to me at that time, it was her!"

"How can this happen, how can this happen!"

The man in black robe was holding his head with his left hand and talking to himself frantically, Xin Zhao frowned when he heard what he said.

"What did you just say, what half-dead!"

"Xiao Nan Xiao Nan, I'm sorry, Xiao Nan, it's all my fault, my fault!" The man in black robe knelt on the ground, Xin Zhao stared at Zhou Muyan and grabbed his shoulder, "Tell me, what do you mean by half-dead? Half dead!"

"You killed Xiao Nan!"

Suddenly, the sword of the man in black pointed at Xin Zhao's neck fiercely.

"It's you! You are not my big brother, you are not worthy to be my big brother, you killed Xiao Nan, you actually killed Xiao Nan!"

"Who killed Xiao Nan, I'm asking when you're half-dead!" Xin Zhao yelled with red eyes, and the black-robed man grabbed his head again with his left hand, "You didn't kill it, who did it!"

The black-robed man in front of him seemed to be completely insane, and it seemed impossible to ask him to be half-dead.

"You killed it."

Xin Zhao whispered tentatively, the man in black was stunned.

"I... I killed it?!"

"Yes, you killed it. Xiao Nan went to find you when he was half dead. You didn't cherish it, so you killed it."

"I killed it, I killed it...I killed Xiao Nan, did I kill it?"

The man in black walked towards the jungle with a blue long sword in his hand, and Xin Zhao watched his back slowly disappear from the jungle.

"Fifth brother, what did he mean by half dead?" Zhou Mu said, "I'm dead?"

"Damn you, that guy is a lunatic, can't you tell, he's mentally abnormal, you can't believe what he said." Xin Zhao comforted softly, "Don't worry, I can definitely cure you, don't think so much. "

"Xin Zhao!"

Zuo Lan at the foot of the mountain was out of breath as he ran with his notebook in his hands.

"Are you all right?"

"I'm fine. It was quite dangerous just now. I met a human martial soul master. Fortunately, my spirit is not normal. I'm a lunatic." Zhao Xinxin whispered with lingering fear.

Thanks to that man himself being crazy!

If he had stayed awake the whole time, Xin Zhao would definitely have died under his sword.

If one survives, there will be future fortunes!

"I also saw it just now. That person seems to be much stronger than the wolf." Zuo Lan was also frightened for a while, but at this moment, from the corner of his eye, he saw a scabbard thrown on the ground.

Zuo Lan, who was wearing a mask, froze suddenly, and immediately ran to the scabbard.

"Bihai listens to Chaojian!"

"You know this sword?" Xin Zhao heard Zuo Lan's exclamation and walked up, Zuo Lan's pupils were filled with astonishment, "Have you seen what that person looks like, is the sword blue-green!? "

"Yes, you know this sword?"

"know."

Zuo Lan bit her lip, holding the scabbard.

"This is my second uncle's sword!"

(End of this chapter)