Chapter 243: Cut love

Fu Baitian's pale eyes slowly turned, as if considering the true meaning of Shen Zhenyi.
After touching the mystery at the top of the martial arts, he was also irritable and calm and restrained.
"Anyway, I have brought my knife. After Shen Sangong saw it, is he still so sure?"
The blood-colored knife kills Ying Tian.
With Fu Potian's words, the blade jumped and made a sound of cricket.
Flowers in the garden suddenly fell.
A petal jumped in the air and finally fell into the dust.
No vitality.
Shen Zhenyi smiled indifferently, and flicked his long sleeves in white, steadily catching this withered petal.
At this point, the petals had turned gray-brown, and with a single touch, they turned into powder dust.
The petals fell on the white sleeves, looking filthy and ugly.
Shen Zhenyi looked at it quietly, and suddenly smiled: "Anyway, we also have many years of friendship. Since you are here, you should ask for a glass of water and wine."
He shook his sleeve slightly, and the withered petals fell in response, but instead of falling to the ground, they rose in the wind and slowly flew towards the branches.
In this process, vitality seems to be re-perfused into the petals.
Originally withered and withered, it gradually began to swell and hydrate, and the gray-black death gas disappeared, showing a bright pink, as if spring had just arrived.
The most surprising thing is that the petals that have been taken off, after two turns in the air, did not fall into the dust, but flew back to the branches and fell back to where they were!
It's amazing!
Chu Huoluo standing beside Shen Zhenyi's mouth was dumbfounded, and almost a duck egg could be stuffed in her mouth. She witnessed the whole process, and she was totally unbelievable.
It is all right to ask her to cut a hundred or a thousand flowers, but if she wants to get a flower back to the branch, she can't do it by killing her.
This is almost out of the category of martial arts, but like the legendary fairy law.
Fu Potian fixedly looked at that petal, and there seemed to be some obsession in the eyes of the godless.
"how did you do that?"
He turned his head, facing Shen Zhenyi.
"You can do it too."
Shen Zhenyi didn't make a mystery, "It is nothing more than a blinding method of the power of heaven and earth. It is dead and cannot be restored. I just borrow it for three points and don't ruin our interest in drinking."
Flowers cannot be reopened, and death cannot be resurrected.
At least in the Baxiu world, this is not possible.
"it is good."
Fu Potian didn't ask any more. He said calmly, "I haven't seen it in four hundred years. What wine do you drink now?"
"Friends meet, for four hundred years of friendship, when drinking alcohol."
Shen Zhenyi clapped her hands, and someone sent them to the altar.
Fu Potian didn't look at it either. He took the wine jar, patted the mud seal with his hands, sipped it, and smashed the wine jar between the two.
"The wine has been drunk, and the friendship that year was written off."
"San San, I'm going to make a knife."
When he said that he was going to make a knife, the whole man was still in a relaxed state, but his vitality filled the whole body, making his figure blurred and unreal.
Shen Zhenyi carried a wine glass, squinting, and didn't care.
"Since you're in such a hurry, let's get the sword. I said I'll make you three swords, naturally I can do it."
"it is good!"
Fu Potian didn't show any kind of politeness. He took a step forward and his was a knife.
auzw.com There is no cleverness and no change. It is like a person who does not understand martial arts, and he just cuts it casually.
But this knife is scary.
call!
The wind roared, and Fu Potian ’s death gas suddenly spread, like a black storm. He surrounded the entire abandoned sword mountain village, the ground shook, and the windows rattled, as if to be flattened by this mundane knife. !!
"You knife, you have come back to true, combining the intention of the sword with the intention of killing. With this knife alone, it has fallen above the sky for nine days in the Great Moon Empire Tianxuan Jiujian Sword."
Shen Zhenyi closed her eyes slightly, as if she could not see the blade hanging on her head, and she lowered the silver cup lightly.
"Even without me, you can subvert the Big Moon Dynasty and avenge her."
Shen Zhenyi did not defend or step back, but just spoke lightly.
Fu Potian froze suddenly.
Suddenly, the dead energy flew away, revealing the long and bright again, and the blood-stained knife seemed to have not been moved at all, just holding it in the palm of his long and powerful hand.
"You actually broke my kill with one sentence?"
Fu Potian's face was indifferent, but red eyes appeared in the white eyes.
Shen Zhenyi was motionless, and with just one sentence, he broke his first knife.
"Your ruthless knife path would have to pass this level. She is your biggest demon. If you can't let go, your ruthless knife path will always be flawed. Why can't I break your knife with words?"
Shen Zhenyi Shi Shiran responded.
Fu Potian was silent.
The "her" in Shen Zhenyi's mouth is naturally a female Xiuluo Zongjing four hundred years ago.
Fu Potian, Shen Zhenyi, Zi Ningjun, and Zong Jing were friends at the time.
Fu Potian and Zong Jing were in love with each other, and before Shen Zhenyi left Baxiu World, they were already married.
Later, Shen Zhenyi did not bid farewell. The couple and Zi Ningjun participated in the Nine Zen Heavenly Fighting Platform and entered the chaos of chaos. Zong Jing was trapped in the chaos.
Afterwards Fu Futian thought about revenge, but also for his lover.
So Shen Zhenyi just reborn the withered petals in a secret way, making his heart suddenly sprout and hope.
Unfortunately, the resurrection of the dead is nothing but a dream bubble.
But this moment, Fu Potian's heart has shaken.
Therefore, Shen Zhenyi can break it with just one sentence.
If Fu Potian can't cut "Zong Jing", then he will not need to make a second sword.
"Thank you."
After a long time, Fu Potian suddenly looked up and arched his hands in front of Shen Zhenyi, with a very respectful attitude.
"You annihilated the Dayue Dynasty, just like I did. I promised her that as long as I leave the chaos, I will avenge her. If today, the Dayue Dynasty does not die, I can't forget her.
"But now, the Great Moon dynasty no longer exists, and my promise to her has also been fulfilled. Today, I only know that there is a sword, I do not know her!"
Fu Potian laughed a long time, the meaning of Chu was gradually disappearing in the laughter, and the shadow of the woman who had been thinking for 400 years was finally erased in his heart.
Shen Zhenyi sighed.
This is the martial arts path chosen by myself, but no matter how you look at it, it makes people feel unfortunate.
"The first sword cuts off the relationship, I have become, Shen Sangong, please take my second sword!"
Fu Potian moved forward ten feet, waving his hand.
This time, his sword moves were extremely quiet.
Dead air settled, and the blade solidified, as if motionless.
But the whole world seems to be completely flooded with knives.
Wherever you go, it's an unavoidable strike!
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