This is My Juggernaut Journey

"What is that?" Yuxian held the sword in his hand and pushed back the continuous thunder.

"Your sword heart."

I don't know who answered, the sky and the gate are shaking together, the temperature of the air is so high that the water in Yuanzhi Palace is evaporating, the confrontation between the two may be an instant, or it may be eternity.

Finally, the thunder disappeared and white smoke rose from the gate.

Yinglong became even more angry, he couldn't figure out what was going on, but the smell of the little bug made him extremely disgusted.

Before, I still slept in the enchantment.As a result, the same breath fell from the sky, beating him up inexplicably.

After sleeping for thousands of years, he was suddenly cut to the brink of death. Even that sword shattered the barrier, but that kind of bewilderment, innocence, and anger couldn't be restrained.

"I am going to kill you!"

Human voices suddenly sounded in the cloud and mist, neither male nor female, neither old nor young, Yinglong obviously regarded Yuxian as the descendant of 'that', and wanted to vent his anger at all costs.

The light is brighter, and the thunderbolt is more powerful. It has already surpassed the limit of the gate. If the thunderbolt was several meters thick just now, it has expanded to more than ten meters now.

However, contrary to Yinglong's expectations, the thunder fell, the gate and Yuzuru disappeared at the same time, there was nothing to resist, this huge thunder bombarded heavily on the Palace of Origin!

Rumbling--

Multiple shock waves appeared, and those buildings that existed for thousands of years turned into confetti, pavilions and pavilions disintegrated instantly, and the minions below were even worse. Within a kilometer, no matter what nobleman, warrior, or ninja you are, All turned into coke.

And the powerful force is still spreading, making the mountain where the Palace of Origin is located tremble, as if it might collapse at any time, and the carp king directly turned up its white belly and was directly roasted to seven points.

The ring-shaped shock wave even cleared the surrounding dense fog. Looking from the watchtower of the Tianshou Pavilion, one could clearly see a white ring expanding. Facing this god-like power, the entire watchtower was as silent as death.Only the faces illuminated by the thunder are horrified, nervous or heartbroken.

The thunder dissipated, and when everyone was anxious, they heard a loud, sad, distressed and furious roar.

"Do not!!!"

PS: Has everyone started school recently?

Chapter 280 Eight Heroic Swordsman, Seven Victories!

It is the time of late spring when the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and there is a refreshing flower fragrance in the air.

This is a relatively dense forest, with birds chirping, infinite tranquility and tranquility. The midday sun shines in through the gaps in the leaves, leaving mottled light and shadows on the ground.

In the forest, a young man with torn clothes and black and red scars on his skin lay quietly, holding a long double-edged knife in his hand, pointing the blade at the sky, as if to cut the sky in half.

There was a bit of confusion on his face, but also a bit of relief. He was so sluggish for a few seconds, with his hands on the ground, he sat up from the ground with difficulty.

'Time is up? '

The answer is yes, the angry Yinglong, the circulating thunderclouds have disappeared, and the wounds on his body have begun to scar, Yuxian was sluggish for a few seconds, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Once again dancing on the edge of the blade, it is no exaggeration to say that it was a close call. I made a miscalculation and fell into the abyss, but somehow I survived!The stimulation reached the point of cardiac arrest, no, his heart had already stopped when he was hit for the first time, if it wasn't for the rapid regeneration, he would have been a dead person by now.

"It seems that if the time traveler skill is completely up, it will directly enter the next world instead of returning to the sword mound."

He said to himself, this vibrant forest doesn't look like the lifeless sword tomb. It seems that we have to calculate the time in the future, because no one knows whether he will be thrown directly into the center of the battlefield. The bruised body can't handle it. If the head is cut off by miscellaneous soldiers, it will be aggrieved.

Concentrating on using 'Breathing of Qi' to make sure that there is no danger around, Yuxian lay back, exhausted mentally and physically, he didn't even want to move a finger now.

Looking up at the sunlight in the gaps in the leaves, he was stunned for a few seconds, and he had already collected his mind.

"Yixin, did you help me in the end?"

This is what he is most concerned about. The black door is particularly strange. Not only does the system have no explanation, but it can even descend into the material world. Even Yuzuru can't guess.

After a few seconds, a certain sword master snorted angrily, and replied: "It has nothing to do with the old man, but the old man wants to see how many thunderbolts you, a brat, can take."

"At most, I didn't expect Yinglong's strength to recover so quickly."

"Then you are sending yourself to death recklessly!"

"No, I made it chop on purpose. Except for the unexpected timing, everything went well." Yuxian looked up at the leaves and smiled, "Shooting down the thunder is not easy!"

Yuzuru has already guessed that 'that dream' is reality, otherwise a Shenlong who has lived for countless years would not be so angry, and getting angry would consume the energy he has finally gathered!

Besides, being bombarded a few times is not all fruitless, at least he feels that the thunder is about to come out now, and he needs to wait for the injury to recover before studying.

"So that's it. You want to consume him, so that he can't get out of trouble in a short time." Yixin already understood, and his tone became appreciative.

"I have to take a risk, because my time in Sekiro World is too short. I don't want to be forced to quit, and the next time I come back, I find that the whole of Japan has become his dinner."

Yuxian's tone was light, but his hand was already clenched on the handle of the knife.

Now he has no chance of winning, but the plane is so far away that he doesn't even have the chance to use his brain. If the plan fails, Wei Minguo will bear the brunt of it, and Yongzhen and the others will all die.

Must become stronger, and must become stronger quickly!

Time was running out, so Yuxian forcibly propped up his body and walked out of the forest.

Yixin was silent, but he also felt the urgency in the young man's heart, so he could only persuade him: "Relax, since you can't control so much, just do your own things well for now, if you die in this world, everything will be in vain."

"Well, I know." Yuzuru nodded, he didn't know how to calculate the time flow between worlds, so he could only do the things at hand first.

Using the sword as a crutch, the swordsman limped through the forest, but he was not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery. He thought over and over the words 'that's your sword heart', because Yixin didn't know, and he couldn't help it. Figure out the answer.

He only knew that the gate was the Sword Prison, and the gatekeeper of the Sword Prison was Yixin, and inside should be the opponent he had killed, but what does this have to do with Jianxin?

It was only a moment from the thunder and lightning falling to the gate blocking, and Yuxian didn't have time to feel the bloody revolving door at all, so he lost a lot of insights.

'Isn't Jianxin the 'pursuant of sentient beings'? '