The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

However, even this method has been used, it can only be said that the blade at this time is already desperate.

The aura of blood killing is linked together to form a mark of blood killing, and the bright red light is like the substance.

Gradually, a faint breath emerged.When the breath condenses to a certain level, it starts to expand outward, revealing a faint and cold flame.

The old farmer's face was still calm, watching all this with cold eyes, like a calm pool of water.

Chanting in the mouth of the blade, the sound of monsters burst out, and the flame-like light in Shali's eyes turned into a faint light, as if it was about to rush straight up into the clouds.

His whole body is like a painting frozen in time and space, tense and full of tension.

For some reason, at this moment, he didn't feel at ease, on the contrary, his eyes were deep, and there was a trace of fear in his heart.

But this fear did not originate from Gao Zhi in front of him, nor from that weird old man, but from himself.

"kill!"

The next moment, the blade teeth gritted, and the momentum was so swift that only the red light could be seen, changing in the air, dragging a long trail.

The figure appeared in front of the old farmer instantly!

The quaint sharp blade in his hand swung down with a cold light!

He slashes at the target rushing head-on!

The sharp air strike brought a silver light in the air and cascaded down like a waterfall!He slashed at the old farmer's heart fiercely!

The old farmer just slightly raised his hand.

It's the same as hitting back with a blow...

The silver light all over the sky quickly fragmented in front of the pitch-black wooden sheath...

"Hehe." The hoarse and deep voice came out with a chuckle, and the next moment, the old farmer moved.

In the hazy light, a vague figure walked slowly.

There is no special imposing rendering, not even a trace of breath is leaked.

Holding the sword hilt in hand, ready to go.

The figure in the light got closer and closer, and the aura on his body became stronger and stronger.

Finally, the figure stopped, and with a clang sound, the long sword was out of its sheath, and it was just wearing the sheath, as if suddenly appearing in a flash, dazzling and stunning.

The light of the sword across the wooden scabbard was still cold and swift as lightning.

It hangs like a waterfall for nine days.

With a sword slashing out with a powerful and unparalleled sword force, there was only a faint click, and the light of the sword in front of him, accompanied by the phantom, dissipated.

The power of a sword is so terrifying!

The principle is simple and easy to learn.

However, it is easy to learn but difficult to master.

If you want to gain momentum quickly, you need extremely high swordsmanship attainments.

"Go!"

The last voice fell slowly.

The blood slowly flowed down the wooden sheath of the long sword in the old farmer's hand, and at this moment in front of the blade's chest, a huge gap traversed his left and right sides...

"Plop...!"

There was a black blade in front of him, and he fell to the ground. He wanted to get up, but he couldn't control the injury in his body anymore. He spit out a big mouthful of blood. His whole body seemed to be falling apart, and he couldn't stand up at all.

The flesh and blood on the chest almost opened up!A large amount of blood spurted out, just barely severing his ribs!

However, at this moment, Ren can clearly feel the vitality that is constantly passing through his body.

Stiffly turning his head to the old farmer, he asked in a rustling voice, "This...cough cough cough puchi, this is...what kind of move?"

"I call it the sword drawing technique." The old farmer replied, "It requires a lot of talent from the swordsman. It is a swordsmanship that is as violent and fast as the wind after the skill has been reached to the extreme. The swordsman cannot detect the swordsman hidden in the wind until When the sword is hit, everything is over."

"Mu, can you also cut through the protective Qi Gang?" Ren murmured to himself.

"Hehe, yes!

As early as five years ago, I could hear the lifeless stone calling to me, and I could also hear the wind blowing away in nature. The wind seemed to guide me to swing the sword, so I swung the sword, The sword, cut through the rock. "

Looking at the pure wood-colored scabbard in his hand, the old farmer couldn't help showing a bit of bewilderment.

This is a sword with profound meaning to him.

Witnessed his countless journeys from humble beginnings to the title of the world's number one swordsman today!

Its hidden, but extremely sharp, after his careful training, there is nothing that cannot be cut, nothing that cannot be broken!

For a swordsman, the sword that suits him best is the best sword!

In the view of the old farmer, as long as his own beliefs can be integrated with the sword, any sword in the world can become an unparalleled sword!

Using a sword to cut off an object that is far superior to a sword, exerts extraordinary power, and using something that is not a sword to cut off an object that is far beyond its hardness, it is unstoppable!

Even if it's just a wooden sheath!

460 Eight Directions to Death

Blade is in a very embarrassing state, his eyes are even covered with bloodshot eyes, making people feel that blood will drip from his eyes in the next moment.

In terms of the demeanor of the whole person, he also looks extremely tired, his face is gray and dull. Although his body shape has not changed much, it gives people a feeling of being overdrawn, as if he hasn't slept in a few weeks .

Looking at the old farmer in front of him, his eyes were full of doubts.

Just now he had tried his best to dodge, but he just couldn't escape the fierce sword that hadn't been drawn from the sheath!

It was a very weird feeling, a weird feeling that can only be felt after fighting the old man in front of him!

It was an illusion that the whole sword seemed to be integrated into the world!

The sword light is simple, yet extremely fierce. Instead of walking in a straight line, it spins and dances, pulling out curved arcs and sword arcs, making it difficult for people to see the exact position of the sword.

No matter how you move or parry, as long as you are in this piece of nature, you will never be able to escape the weirdness! !

The old farmer took two steps forward. The steps were not big and the speed was not fast. The only feeling it brought to people was-heavy!