Infinite Defense

"Isn't it impolite for you to say that he is a swordsman?"

"Master, you just said it several times!"

"Then pretend I didn't say it."

"But did I hear that?"

"You are autistic and don't know anything."

Chi Dun crossed the river and demolished the bridge, ready to meet Fang Liang's third sword.

A faint divine light appeared above Wu Fangliang's sword finger, and the pure color of brilliance would undoubtedly reveal its sharpness.

Fang Liang stepped forward, waved his hand and cut.

In a flash of cold light, everything lost its color.

The breeze drifted slowly, and the fallen leaves split in two.

The air formed a vortex, surging violently.

Chi Dun clearly felt that he had been chopped off by a sword.

The head is in a different place, and the line of sight is shifted.

This feeling lasted for about two seconds.

He came back to his senses and looked at his palm.

intact...

Chapter 237 How about following me to rob houses?

Just now, I did feel a sharp edge that penetrated my palm and cut my neck open.

Quite different from the previous two.

But fortunately, the body is still intact.

I thought it was because I was overthinking. In the realm of the Inquisitive Art Realm, my defense was already considered invincible.

Being beheaded just now should be an illusion, or... a kind of attack from the spirit.

"Master, that Tao just now is the Heart Sword."

In the depths of her soul, Hong Feng, who has always ignored the big things and ignored the small things, suddenly opened her mouth to explain.

Heart Sword, for her, is something worth remembering.

Weapons are soulless vulgar things. After being repeatedly beaten by craftsmen to remove impurities, and after several twists and turns, they are endowed with souls by their destined masters.

until death...

Hong Feng felt a sense of sympathy from Fang Liang, so she opened her mouth.

Although he called Chi Dun his master, Chi Dun knew that Hongfeng was by no means as ignorant as Qingye. Qingye was like a child, and whoever gave her candy was a good person.

But for Hongfeng, Chiton might just be a roadside tree for her to shelter from the rain.

I do not know when, but also embark on a journey.

The quiet life is fleeting for hundreds of years, and every life is looking for the value and meaning of its own existence.

But the weapons are different.

Their meaning and value are destined from birth.

Overcoming thorns and thorns for the master, in the constant wear and tear, soaked in blood for a lifetime.

They don't need feelings, because having them is useless.

How can a murderer care about what the knife in his hand thinks, he only knows that the blade is not sharp, if he is not satisfied, then throw it away and destroy it.

Fang Liang, maybe he is such a person?

It is very difficult for people to cultivate sword heart, because people cannot be truly ruthless.

Only after throwing away emotions such as joy, anger, sadness, etc., can a sword heart that cuts everything be forged.

Relatives and friends die before but the color does not change, the avenue is higher than the sky without fear.

If you have a sword in your heart, you can turn everything into a sword, but if you don't have a sword in your body, your blood and ice will cut everything.

To be able to forge a sword heart with a human body is almost a cold-blooded and ruthless monster. His heart sword did not cut through Chidun's defense, but because the heart sword was not sharp enough.

Hong Feng conveyed all her thoughts to Chi Dun's mind.

Hearing this, Chiton was a little skeptical. Although this guy named Fang Liang was a little dull and stupid, he didn't look like a cold-blooded guy.

If he was really cold-blooded and ruthless, how could he come to beg for the belongings of those people.

Forging the heart of the sword, if it is true what Hongfeng said, how could it be possible to do such a good deed.

wait?

Chi Dun's expression changed slightly, and he thought of a possibility. How many people in the Wanjiange Pavilion are in front of him, and is it possible that they are those who want to destroy the ancient tree?

No one in the world stipulates that the word "bad guy" must be written on the face of a bad guy.