Technician’s Manual

Fuchsia more vicious than a centipede, blood red crazier than a chainsaw.

Break open the chest, penetrate the soul body, bite the flesh and blood, and corrode the spirit. What pierced Yaxiu was not like two shadow swords, but more like two violent wild beasts. The scorching sound was almost like a monster chewing his soul.

At this moment, the phantom of the Extinguishing Resentment Dragon behind Sonia almost descended into the mortal world completely, and the violent purple air flooded the outline of the red-haired girl, and her bright ruby ​​eyes twisted into ferocious vertical pupils. The Witch, Silver Lantern, and Vichy seem to have seen the sword girl that night again... They have fantasized more than once, if the Witch did not please the Witch during the most wronged night for Sonia, the Silver Lantern did not Admit it, Vichy didn't apologize, so what will Jian Ji do?

They finally saw the answer.

The slow-flowing time suddenly accelerated, and the viscous space melted like butter. No one could see the Sword Fairy's blade, and the sword disappeared in the middle of the swing. Everyone could only see a rush of blood.

The sword law that was chasing after him didn't even have room to evade. It took at least six moments for Sonia to turn around and swing her sword, but the blood tide swallowed the seraphim in the first moment, and the distance between time and space became insignificant at this moment. Meaningless.

The broken lake gods are not only sword and water gods, but also mixed with some space power. "Lake water" is a symbol commonly used in space, as the saying goes, looking across mountains and seas.

Sonia doesn't even like swimming, so why would she want Broken Lake for no reason?

"Broken Lake" was a metaphor from the very beginning. The first metaphor originated from that prison, because it carried their best simple memories; hinder.

Sonia really wanted to smash, not only the prison, but also all the obstacles between them. In front of the broken lake gods, time, space, death, entropy and other insignificant powers can't stop Jian Ji's determination!

The "Sorrowful Curtain" violently evaporated the source power of the sword law, but failed to convert even a magic sword. Even though Sword Fairy was already full of murderous intent, her fighting skills were still so precise that it was close to slaughter. What she swung was not mountains and seas, but the anger superimposed by countless vicious trajectories, each of which was aimed at the "Sorrowful Veil" The critical damage is like using a rusty knife to kill the angel bit by bit!

There were screams in the sword rain, but it wasn't Ash, but Felix. The blond girl flying with golden and silver wings looked at the shadow sword piercing through Yaxiu. She wanted to reach out but didn't dare to touch it. She was so flustered that she didn't know what to do. She felt like she was about to cry. sound.

Ash was about to be amused by her, he panted and forced out a smile: "It's not on you, what's your name?"

"But, but..." Felix wanted to touch the shadow sword, but Ashura slapped it away.

"Ashiu!" Deya's quartet sounded like thunder in the rain of swords, and Yaxiu had never heard her voice so majestic and urgent: "Pull out the sword!"

"I'm fine." Ashura breathed as calmly as possible, and even had the mood to joke: "This may be childish to you, but it's just right for me."

Of course he didn't look as relaxed as he looked on the surface, but he wasn't as painful as the Witch and the others either. Just like what Yaxiu said, they couldn't bear the despair, but Yaxiu could barely hold on, not only because Yaxiu's soul background was stronger, but also because...he was not as afraid as they were.

Pain, really painful, excruciating pain, Ashius felt like he was falling into a grinding disc of flesh and blood, being ground into dust bit by bit. But the real pain is not the pain itself, but the cruelest fantasy in the heart.

The pain caused by the purple shadow sword and the blood red shadow sword are completely different. The purple shadow sword makes Yaxiu feel that he and all the girls he knows are being chopped into blood by the sword girl bit by bit. Every second he feels I was being lingered by Sword Fairy, until I was carved into a trash can, gathering the suffering of all people, overflowing blood vessels, cracking bones, and distorting nerves, but the pain came so delicately and gently, the whole person seemed to be in this place. Tender malevolence melts.

The blood-red shadow sword is much more violent, and Yaxiu feels like a chariot, like a cavalry, colliding with Jian Ji, as if they are irreconcilable

Even if the last piece of flesh and blood is cut off and the last bone is cut off, they still have to stand up and continue fighting. He and Jian Ji are like two stones, and like two eggs, colliding and smashing infinitely, tortured each other to the point of death but still entangled endlessly.

Yaxiu didn't know what experience these two shadow swords would bring to Jian Ji, but he could guess that these two shadow swords came from the shadows in Jian Ji's heart, so... He would never give up these two shadow swords.

When Sonia took the time to turn around and fly over, Yaxiu reached out and grasped the blade of the shadow sword, and the pain he experienced doubled made his eyes look hollow. Jian Ji bit her lower lip tightly, she understood what Yaxiu meant, and it was indeed the best choice for Yaxiu to bear the shadow sword out of emotion and reason, but...

Sonia almost bumped into Yaxiu's face, and awkwardly kissed his lips. She looked so sad, but the vertical pupils in her eyes were so crazy. She stuffed something into Ash's mouth, then turned around and vented all her killing intent on Seraphim.

"...Smoke?" Felix stared blankly at the cigarette dangling from Ash's mouth. She hesitated for a moment, and a cluster of flames lit her fingertips to help him light it.

Yaxiu took a deep breath, and coughed again and again in the next second, "It's still too choking..." He muttered, and didn't continue to smoke, but he didn't spit it out either. A faint white mist rose.

"Can someone else bear the shadow sword?" Vichy said suddenly. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

When the maid said this, she didn't look at Yaxiu, but at the two people next to him, more precisely, at Dedalus. Fan Xing's sense of touch didn't hesitate at all, and he reached out to touch the Shadow Sword directly.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Daedalus passed through the shadow sword with her hand, and she was not affected in any way. Among the many sighs of disappointment, only Jian Lv breathed a sigh of relief—"Prison of Self-Injury" should only take effect on himself, if even Deedalos can replace him, then he really has to wonder if it is the miracle of heaven problem.

But he was still very strange, why did Ashura bear the shadow sword instead of others?

"Prison of Self-Injury" I don't know how many enemies have been killed for the Supreme, and this situation has never happened. Everyone has a prison deep in their hearts, which holds the deepest despair, and other people can't touch it at all!

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