How to break the sword of crossing into a male god

The loud "dang" sound of iron objects colliding reverberated the moment Yan Niang's hand fell, before she could feel the shock caused by her full-strength attack being blocked, it was so strong that it was almost suffocating. Qi burst out from Duan Shuize's arms, and Yan Niang, who was closest to him, didn't even have a chance to dodge. In an instant, she was pushed back by the devilish energy, and hit the corner of the room fiercely. There was no movement on the edge of the wall.

Looking at Duan Shuize's arms again, Zhan Yiyun had disappeared, replaced by the wide and long purple-black magic sword, as if venting his anger, continuing to spew out a steady stream of magic energy outward.

"Are you injured?" Without even looking at the woman lying by the wall, Duan Shuize eagerly held the long sword in front of his eyes, stroking the blade with his other hand as if wanting to find the wound, It was not until the voice belonging to Zhan Yiyun in his heart sounded again that he finally stopped moving.

"Don't touch it, I'm fine. I just feel so tired, I'm so tired that I'm about to fall asleep..."

Zhan Yiyun's voice was deeply tired, and the magic energy released by the magic sword became weaker and weaker as his voice became smaller and smaller.

Duan Shuize dozed his eyes lightly, and when he opened them again, the panic and worry in his eyes slowly settled to the deepest part, the color in his eyes changed, and finally returned to silence.

"You rest and leave the rest to me."

As Duan Shuize said, he raised his sword and pressed a kiss habitually, before Zhan Yiyun could respond, he already picked up his pace and walked towards Yan Niang who was still staying at the base of the wall.

"I just said you are so precious, so you are a sword spirit..." Yan Niang wiped the blood oozing from the corner of her mouth with one hand, and stood up slowly with one hand, there was no more charming and affectionate in her eyes , she stared at Duan Shuize viciously, but a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Little baby, no one told you that you should take something that matches your own strength, right? Your sword is not suitable for you stay here."

After saying this, it was too late to say it, Yanniang raised the red fan in her right hand, and slapped Duan Shuize's sword-holding hand.

Duan Shuize pulled back with all his strength, but the sharp blade at the top of the fan still stabbed the back of his hand, and in an instant, the blood turned his whole hand red.

Breathing trembling several times, the hand holding the sword involuntarily convulsed a few times, Duan Shuize retreated, lowered his head to look at the blood-stained but purple-red radiant long sword, a wry smile appeared on his face .

"After receiving my blow, you can still hold the sword in your hand. I really want to praise you." Yan Niang walked towards Duan Shuize with raised eyebrows and smiled, and continued: "I didn't expect that. Fate has favored me so much, I can pick up such a treasure if I pick it up casually."

"Give me the sword, and I will make your death easier."

As she said, Duan Mizusawa stretched out his hand.The threat in his eyes was obvious without a trace of concealment.

Duan Shuize raised his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

The hand holding the sword was already getting cold, and the blood was still flowing non-stop. Enduring the severe pain, he tightened his fingers that were almost numb. He smiled and said, "I told you, he is mine."

Yanniang stopped talking nonsense, and the red fan slashed towards Duan Shuize again with the wind, but this time the target was no longer the hand, but directly facing the door.

Duan Shuize didn't even try to hide, he raised his sword to meet the fan and pierced Yanniang's chest, he didn't expect him to do this at all, seeing the sword was about to stab in front of him, Yanniang fought hard backed away—

There was a soft "poof", the sound of a sharp weapon entering the flesh.

"you lose."

Duan Shuize looked coldly at the woman whose heart was pierced by his sword, and stated the facts expressionlessly.

Yan Niang stood there in a daze, the fan in her hand fell to the ground with a "pop", raised her hand to cover her wound that was still bleeding, and stretched out her bright red hand in front of her eyes, Her lips, which had already begun to lose color, trembled, and she said, "You crazy."

Duan Shuize didn't refute, but slowly retracted the long sword, and replied in a deep voice: "I've been crazy for a long time."

The sword hit the vital point, Yan Niang curled up on the ground and shook for a while, then she seemed to be relieved and remained silent.

Duan Shuize just stood there, watching her originally rosy face gradually fade away, and when the short and intense panting stopped, he slumped down on the ground as if he lost his strength.

The injured hand was still bleeding, and the fingertips were gradually turning pale.But he didn't seem to notice it at all, he just sat there blankly, his eyes widened, and he didn't move.

"Don't do this..."

Zhan Yiyun's voice sounded from the bottom of his heart, and Duan Shuize's eyes suddenly flashed with panic. After opening and closing his lips for a long time, he finally replied tremblingly: "She's dead."

"I know."

Zhan Yiyun's voice seemed quite calm at first, but when he looked carefully, it seemed that he was trembling similarly.

Duan Shuize swallowed, stretched out his hand to hold the hand holding the sword that was already trembling to the point of convulsions, and continued: "I killed it."

"No, we killed it."

After saying this, silence spread in the room again.In just a few moments, Zhan Yiyun felt that a century had passed.

He wanted to comfort Duan Shuize not to panic, but when he opened his mouth, he found that the panic in his heart seemed to be no less than that of Duan Shuize.

kill.

It seems that it is really a word that is so heavy that it cannot be put down if you ignore it.

After saying this, after a long time, until the wound on Duan Shuize's hand stopped bleeding, Zhan Yiyun made a sound again, and asked with undiminished anxiety: "What should I do?"

"I don't know." As if awakened from a dream by his words, Duan Shuize finally made some movements.The purple fingertips trembled a few times, and after struggling to raise their arms to have a look, he continued: "When you first transformed into a form, the devilish energy emitted was too strong, there will always be people who will notice it. Yes, it's probably not very safe here."

"Then do you want to escape?" Zhan Yiyun asked again, it seemed that since Duan Shuize took him away from Tianchen, the two had been running for their lives.

"Wait first, I don't know where to go if I'm escaping now." Duan Shuize shook his head, took a few deep breaths, and after calming down for a while, he got up and said, "I'll treat the wound, and if I leave it alone, I'm afraid It’s because I won’t be able to hold the sword in the future. But you, if you are tired, you can take a rest.”

Zhan Yiyun immediately retorted: "I'm fine."

I don't want to tell Duan Shuize at all, now he is like a vampire. Originally, when the blood on Duan Shuize's hand flowed on him, he had already woken up a lot. When the sword pierced Yan Niang, let alone wake up Yes, he became so excited that he couldn't control himself.

The magic sword is the magic sword, but the passive setting of bloodthirsty is a bit difficult to talk about.

A little anxious and a little angry.

Damn it's not a perverted murderer, why should he have such a fetish.

After Zhan Yiyun responded, Duan Shuize raised his hand and put the long sword on the bed, while he sat beside it and wiped the plaster on the back of his hand while looking at the sword, and found that the sword was emitting devilish energy again Then he opened his mouth and asked, "Aren't you happy?"

Zhan Yiyun replied casually: "I just killed someone, can I be happy?"

Duan Shuize's movements froze, and the expression on his face stiffened a little. He pursed his lips and said, "I..."

"Don't apologize to me." The moment he opened his mouth, Zhan Yiyun interrupted: "I said, we killed people together, if there is any blame, we will blame it together."

Duan Shuize was slightly taken aback, but he smiled and said, "Okay."

Zhan Yiyun didn't speak anymore, and quietly watched Duan Shuize deal with the injury on his hand, suddenly felt an indescribable feeling.

When he was playing games before, Duan Shuize was the demon king who killed all directions. He didn't expect that now that he has killed a person, he can't calm down for so long.

But it seems that because of this, it is more like a person.

Zhan Yiyun was thinking wildly, and suddenly a question that he had ignored for too long flashed through his mind——

Since Duan Shuize is the villain boss, where is the protagonist now?

This thought is like a vortex, after opening it sucks all of Zhan Yiyun's thoughts into it and cannot extricate himself for a long time.Until Duan Shuize bandaged his hands and stared at him for a long time, he didn't move at all.

"Are you asleep again?"

Duan Shuize asked softly, but someone whose thoughts were interrupted for a moment couldn't turn his head and blurted out a question: "Do you know Hangu Mountain?"

"I know, the place where the demons live for generations is also the most dangerous mountain range in the demon world. What, do you have an impression of that?" Duan Shuize responded, with a hint of doubt on his face.