How to break the sword of crossing into a male god

This sentence was like a valve, the moment it was opened, there was no room for breathing, and Chen Yi raised his sword and slashed at him like crazy.

Duan Shuize didn't panic, he concentrated his spiritual energy on his fingertips and turned it into sword energy, and shot out as hard as he could.

Even if he is just a swordsmith, he is still Tianchen's big disciple.There was a crisp "clang" sound from this blow, and it was barely able to block the sword that was cut in front of the face.

The two moved away from each other, Duan Shuize took a deep breath, and the color in his eyes became brighter red.

Chen Yi thought it would be like this. He looked down at the long sword in his hand, and the smile on his face was almost crazy: "Duan Shuize, you are finished. When I kill you, I think Tianchen will still be there." Who dares not admit that I am number one."

In fact, he didn't need to say, even Zhan Yiyun, who was standing there and had no intention of running away, could tell that Duan Shuize couldn't last long.

After all, how can a sword supported by spiritual energy be scattered a little at a time, and how can it be possible to compete with the actual spiritual sword in someone else's hand?

Besides, Chen Yi didn't intend to give Duan Shuize any time to breathe at all, he just looked up to the sky with a long laugh and raised his sword to slash again.

Duan Shuize didn't show weakness either, he held a sword in one hand and a palm in the other, he counterattacked when he blocked Chen Yi's attack.

It's just that this slightly prevailing situation didn't last long, and a thin layer of sweat oozed from Duan Shuize's forehead.

If you can't beat it, if you go on like this, you will die.

Duan Shuize looked back at Zhan Yiyun, most of the domineering aura just now had been vented, and his voice was pleading: "Hurry up..."

Before the words fell, Chen Yi's long sword attacked again, and Duan Shuize leaped back with all his strength, the clothes on his chest were still pierced by the sword energy.He didn't stop walking, and retreated to the side in front of Zhan Yiyun, who looked anxious but couldn't find a chance to help him, and couldn't hold back the yelling in a tone that was almost wild: "Run!"

Without waiting for him to say anything, the sword edge that Chen Yi followed has already attacked the front door.Duan Shuize was short of breath and raised his hand to block it with his body, when someone pushed him away from his side.

There was only a moment of silence, and the imagined scene of the long sword piercing the heart did not appear.Duan Shuize stared blankly at the long sword stopped in front of him, and the bloody hand stretched out from the sword edge, Duan Shuize's heart throbbed violently.Even the courage to look at the face along the hand disappeared in an instant.

"If you don't go, where do you want me to go?"

Zhan Yiyun's voice was steady, as if the bloody hand was not his.

Not only Duan Shuize, but even Chen Yi, who had never taken him seriously, stopped his movements following the voice, and turned to look at his face.

The young man narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his thin lips lightly, his slender eyebrows curved in a leisurely arc, without even the slightest intention of frowning.

A pair of big round eyes stared at Duan Shuize, not minding at all that his hand that seemed to be useless stretched out his other slender hand towards him: "Swordsmith, you lost me, you don't care about me." What else do you think you can do?"

Duan Shuize looked at him in a state of embarrassment, and was stunned for a moment, then he stretched out his hand like a demon and grabbed the hand that Zhan Yiyun handed to him.

Time seemed to stop in an instant. When Chen Yi came back to his senses, there was no boy in Tsing Yi in front of him. Even the blood that had just dripped all over the ground from the boy's palm turned into wisps of black smoke and dissipated in the air.

A purple-black magic sword in Duan Shuize's hand could not stop spreading a powerful magic energy as if it was about to swallow the sky and the earth.Looking at those slender pupils, they had completely turned into fiery red, and with soaring anger, he raised his sword and slashed at Chen Yi's face without any hesitation.

The latter was so frightened by this overpowering attack that he raised his sword to block it, only to hear a loud "crash", and the magic sword stopped right above his head.Looking at the spirit sword in his hand, there was only a small section left unbroken.

Duan Shuize closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, opened his eyes and opened his mouth at the same time, and shouted loudly with a fierce anger: "Get out!"

As soon as he went out, Chen Yi didn't dare to pester him any more. The broken sword was thrown on the ground and he ignored it. His eyes widened and his legs trembled as if he had seen a ghost. He didn't even have time to get up, and continued to run forward, rolling and crawling, until the whole person rolled into the bushes, and then he let out a scream of extreme fear.

Duan Shuize frowned, retracted the magic sword to his side, and spat coldly: "Trash."

Chen Yi's screams became farther and farther away, and when there were no more people around, Duan Shuize slipped his feet, took two steps back suddenly, leaned against the tree trunk and slid down slowly.

The fight just now was exhausting, both psychologically and physically.He was panting heavily with a tired face, how could he still have the terrifying aura just now.

But before he could rest for a while, he stretched out his hand and hugged the long sword back into his arms.

The hand stroking the blade of the sword couldn't help trembling, and the guilt and heartache on his face were superimposed, and he didn't know which was more.His lips parted and closed several times, but he could not utter a normal tone because of the excessive trembling. He tightened his sword towards his arms again. He took a deep breath and finally stabilized a little. His tone was as gentle as possible but still He said with some fear, "I'm sorry."

"Apologize, why don't I feel pain?" Zhan Yiyun's subtly trembling voice sounded from the bottom of his heart, and Duan Shuize suddenly froze.

"You..." After hesitating for a moment, Duan Shuize opened his mouth again, but he didn't know how to say it when he got to his mouth, and worried that if it was a little late, he would not be able to communicate with Zhan Yiyun again. This entanglement After a few seconds, Duan Shuize took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "Don't lie to me, I saw you were injured, does it still hurt? Can you change form? I'll help you..."

"I'm really fine." Zhan Yiyun also realized that Duan Shuize seemed to be able to hear what he was saying, and he didn't have time to think about the reason, and he didn't want to waste this good opportunity in endless apologies, so he didn't wait for Duan Shuize to say After finishing it, he interrupted: "I went to grab the sword because my brain was hot for a while, but it really didn't hurt. Maybe it's because I'm not human. It's really okay, you believe me."

He didn't want to tell Duan Shuize, not only did it not hurt, he also felt an inexplicable excitement at the moment of bleeding.That kind of excitement is like an oasis in front of you when you are about to die of thirst after wandering in the desert for a long time.

just like--

After turning into a sword, the whole person trembled.

This is so sad.

In the next second, Zhan Yiyun felt even more painful——

"Duan Shuize, why don't you fucking kiss Lao Tzu again!"