Chapter 567: Dugu Sword

Chapter 567: Solitary Sword
Su Zimo did not recognize the swordsman in black.
I don't understand why this person wants to help him.
But in the body of the swordsman in black, he once felt an extremely dangerous atmosphere!
Fang Cai's sword also confirmed his feeling.
That sword is too fast.
Jie Tianjian Zong Tianjiao didn't even have the chance to release Jin Dan's vision, so he died on the spot!
"Where's the lunatic!"
"Hmm! It is the helper of the beast of Shenhuangdao. Maybe it is also a beast. Everyone will win it!"
Some monks had awkward eyes, and saw that the swordsman in black had no identity token around his waist, and he thought that where it came from, he was scrambling for it.
Seeing Su Zimo's fall soon, maybe how many treasures were born, and the eyes of all Tianjiao were all red, so I'll stop there.
"Let's go together, what other storms can this man turn up!"
A monk greeted him first.
The first shot goes, the second.
More and more monks stood up.
Suddenly, spiritual power surged, a ray of sword light glided across the void, dazzling, like a million arrows, stabbing towards the black swordsman on the battlefield!
The right hand of the swordsman in black seemed to move slowly, and landed on the black hilt on the left.
In the right hand of the swordsman in black, the moment he held the sword handle, the whole atmosphere of the swordsman in black changed suddenly!
The eyes that were originally scattered suddenly condensed, like two sharp swords.
The shot monk stared at these two eyes, all shaking.
Several monks screamed and closed their eyes quickly.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
In the eyes of these monks, two scarlet blood dripped, terrifying!
Just looking at each other, the eyes of a few people were already blind!
"Good eyesight!"
Su Zimo's heart stunned.
He practiced the Secret of the Desolation King, and had already opened his eyes, and cultivated a pair of demon eyes with strong eyesight.
Even King Kong's anger at Buddha's King Kong Temple and the enchanting eyes of Momen Su Nu Zong can't shake his mind.
But just with a pair of children's eyes, such a terrifying killing power broke out, Su Zimo's demon eyes, could not reach.
Su Zimo secretly exclaimed: "I really don't know how this person cultivates, but he has cultivated such a pair of scary sword eyes."
The eyes of the swordsman in black were always empty and blank, his eyes were dizzy, and he looked lethargic.
But the moment he held the sword, no one could ignore the murderous power on his body, the sharpness in his eyes!
Hum!
A sword rang, ringing through the world.
Fang Cai's stunning Jianguang resurfaced again and again.
Tinkerbell!
A clash of Jin Ge sounded.
Many flying swords stabbed in the air broke.
Jian Guang died suddenly.
These shot monks fell from the air one after another, and none were spared!
When it fell to the ground, it was already a corpse!
Even though there were preparations, not many people could see the shot of the swordsman in black in the Tianjiao of Beiyu present.
When Tianjiao responded, the long sword had returned to its sheath.
The right hand of the swordsman in black returned to the side of the body, hanging down naturally, as if he had never shot before.
From beginning to end, swordsmen in black were expressionless.
It seems that the death of more than a dozen Jin Dan people could not stir up his mood swings, even the slightest.
Deadly silence!
No one expected that in this arrogant battle, after the appearance of the evil gods of the Phoenix Island, Xi Wuya and others, there was actually such a terrible monk who never shot!
Who can resist such a terrible existence?
"Dugu sword, you are crazy!"
Tuoba Feng stared at his eyes, yelling loudly.
Dugu sword!
Hearing this name, Su Zimo felt astonished.
There are not many monks with this surname in the Northern Territory.
One of the most famous is Dugu, one of the four gate valves.
However, the monk calling ‘Dugu Sword’ in front of him is far too different from Tuoba Feng and others.
There is no identity token around the waist, and he doesn't say he walks on foot, nor does he follow a clan!
On the body of Dugu Sword, Su Zimo felt a kind of loneliness, a kind of loneliness, and something incompatible with this world.
It seems that there is nothing else in the world of the Dugu sword except the sword.
Beyond the sword, nothing else!
Only in this state of mind can we cultivate such a pair of sharp-eyed sword eyes, and we can cultivate such a terrible sword killing method!
"Dugu sword, this demon phoenix is ​​a beast, not my race. On behalf of Dugu, stand by his side?" Ouyang Xia Yu, an ancient family, asked Shen Shen.
"I'm who I am. What does it have to do with Dugu?"
Du Gujian's voice was calm, and he turned to look at Ouyang Xia Yu.
He remained expressionless, but his empty eyes seemed to show a kind of irony.
Ironically Ouyang Xia Yu didn't even understand such a simple question.
I am who I am, what do I do with others?
Ouyang Xiayu was speechless for a while.
Murong Wushuang lighted Chang'e's eyebrows and looked at the Dugu sword not far away.
"Unaccustomed."
Du Gujian said lightly.
Most of the Northern Territory Tianjiao was confused.
Who can't get used to it?
Who provokes him again?
Only Murong Wushuang had a complicated look and sighed in his heart.
Murong Wushuang knew what kind of suffering the Dugu sword had experienced, and knew the pride in this man's heart.
Su Zimo's current experience must have resonated with this man.
He has also been abandoned by this world.
Abandoned by countless people, besieged by countless people, bullied by countless people, abused by countless people!
At that time, no one helped him, no one stood by his side.
This man, completely relying on the sword in his own hand, step by step, to this day!
He is lonely, not because he hates the world.
It is because this world once abandoned him.
Always with him, never abandoned him, only the black sheathed sword in his hands!
Therefore, he can't get used to it and will shoot.
Not to mention the enemy of Tianjiao in the entire Northern Territory, or the enemy of the world, he is also fearless!
Su Zimo was motionless.
This opportunity is rare, and he must recover as much energy as possible and escape from this place.
Xi Wuyao died, and no one could threaten him in the ruins of Dagan.
But Su Zimo can still feel that the crisis is getting closer!
No time to wait!
The masked man in the Liuli Palace seemed to see Su Zimo's intentions and walked slowly.
"People of Lonely Family are already so arrogant."
The masked person's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if his throat had been badly damaged, like a cracked bellows.
"Get away, otherwise, die!"
The mask man's eyes were cold and full of resentment, and he stared at the lonely sword slowly.
Du Gu's sword face was expressionless and said nothing, but his eyes were slightly shifted, his right hand moved slowly and landed on the black sword handle on the left hand side.
"Ok?"
The masked man's eyes narrowed for a moment.
Hum!
Sword light flashes!
The Lonely Sword did not speak, only responded with the sword in its hand!
(End of this chapter)