Chapter 242: Momentum of life and death

Abandoned sword villa outside the gate.
Fu Potian stood up.
He is invisible.
But he doesn't need to see either.
Nothing but the sword. Those who shattered the heavens were forced far away by dozens of his murderous spirits.
And he was alone, hanging a red sheath knife, could not open his eyes, his head was barefoot, and he walked alone at the door of the abandoned Jianshanzhuang.
Each step seems to be precisely measured, no more than an inch, not a little.
The black robe is stretched in the wind. Because of the sword in the air, it turns into slivers of cloth. With each step, it will cut off and float in the air.
He is calm and firm, and has no other goals except the abandoned sword villa.
"Master!"
"Master!"
The smashing Taoist people called in the back, but Fu Shuitian turned a deaf ear.
The Great Moon dynasty collapsed, and his original obsession has dissipated, and then put down, and now there is no sadness or joy in his chest, only a knife.
-Quenching Knife.
The red sheath and the red knife are brighter than blood and deeper than fear.
The knife fluttered in the wind, making a crisp sound like a wind chime.
The sound, with its captivating magical power, makes people feel distressed in the chest, even if they are far away from the mountains and rivers, they have to fight against it to barely stay awake.
"What the martial arts realm this is!"
"Fu Potian, has become a magic sword!"
"Look into his eyes! He is blind!"
Exclaimed among the crowd.
"Shh"
Fu Potian's pervasive intention to kill made people feel creepy. Someone promptly reminded the reckless young people not to mention a "blind" word.
Fortunately, Fu Potian didn't pay attention to this at all.
"San Sangong is out!"
At this time, there was also a commotion in the abandoned sword mountain village, and everyone could see that headed by Shen Zhenyi, people from the mountain village rushed out, walking towards Fu Potian.
This earth-shattering battle is finally about to begin.
Fu Potian has walked directly under the bronze sword at the gate of the abandoned sword mountain village.
Shen Zhenyi is a footpath in the garden.
Three disciples of Zi Ningjun, Chu Huoluo, and Long Jun followed him, followed by Shen Shou and others.
He was calm and calm, just like going out to enjoy flowers, full of vitality.
The impulsive collision of this life and annihilation made people shudder, as if the day and night were delivered.
The two were about a hundred feet apart, and they stopped walking inadvertently.
Quietly confronted for a long time without saying a word.
But the momentum for life and death has never stopped, night and day.
The moon is in the sky, the big day is in the north, and the stars are in the south.
At the junction of darkness and day, countless yin and yang fish Taiji whirlpools were formed, stirred in one place, and torn roar.
Between the two is the dividing line between light and darkness, life and death.
On the side of Shen Zhenyi, flowers and trees are flourishing, and fragrance is overflowing;
On Fu Potian's side, everything was withered, and even the land became desertified.
The ground can't support this imbalance, and it gradually tears, revealing a huge gap.
"This can be fixed later!"
Chu Huoluo secretly groaned. After Shen Zhenyi said three ways to break, she recovered a little confidence and her face became ruddy.
It's not cost-effective to do it at your doorstep.
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If there is another time, Master is going to cut the moon and flying fairy, then it is better to go to someone's place.
Shen Zhenyi and Fu Potian were still shaking each other. No one expected to speak first. It turned out that Fu Potian was like a dead man.
"You and me, I haven't seen it for 400 years. Four hundred years ago, I always wanted to know your sword and wanted to let people know whether your sword is stronger or my sword is better."
His voice was quiet, like a metal voice.
Without anger, fear or other extra emotions, just state a fact quietly.
Shen Zhenyi smiled and looked up, seeming to remember the past, of course, he still did not understand what is polite.
"At the time, you weren't qualified to send me a sword."
So domineering!
Zi Ningjun was accustomed to it. The dragon county's main body was looking bright, Chu Huoluo secretly applauded.
As long as Master maintains this rhythm, he will not lose.
Fu Potian was not angry.
He actually smiled and nodded. "It was my delusion at first. If it was 400 years ago, your strength is as good as it is now. You can crush me with only one finger. The reason why I have always ignored my challenge seems To give me face. "
If friends are too far apart, they tend to be awkward.
"I didn't think that much."
Shen Zhenyi was reluctant to recall the past.
Four hundred years ago, he was just a rushing passenger who couldn't control his actions. Even though he was stronger than he was now, there was nothing to praise.
What he has is an infinite future.
It is Supreme Kendo!
"it is good."
Fu Potian also terminated the topic, "I don't want to think back to that year."
At that time, he had a lover beside his pillow, and his knife was not alone.
His people are not ruthless.
But now, things are right and wrong. He wants to send a knife to his best friend, and he has already lost his most intimate lover.
"I heard that you want to make me three swords?"
In Fu Baitian's white eyes, there was a glimmer of glory.
Shen Zhenyi did not refute, "I'm not looking down on you, but I can make your knife rise to the purest realm. This may make things more interesting."
He never lied or lied.
Fu Potian stood quietly opposite Shen Zhenyi, tilted his head, clearly could not see, but seemed to be looking at him up and down.
For a long time, Fu Potian sighed: "Shen San Gongzi, how confident are you in your kendo? How dare you be so proud?"
"Forty-nine days ago, you had a chance to kill me. You didn't do it."
"Today, when I think about it, my mind floated and I left the ruthless realm, and you have a chance to beat me."
"But you let it go again and again. When my knife is really flawless, even if you are, you may not be able to flash that amazing stone!"
What kind of poisonous dragon his sword would be then, he couldn't even imagine it.
Shen Zhenyi smiled.
"Because, it has never been my goal to beat you."
It's easy to beat you.
Shen Zhenyi has 10,000 chances to set Fu to death, or to completely imprison his cultivation. Like the emperor of the Great Moon Dynasty, he can never enter the world forever.
But this becomes meaningless.
Shen Zhenyi's goal has never been simple to win.
He is willing to wait.
Wait for the moment when Fu Tiantian's sword is perfect.
Because only when the most perfect sword and knife collide, they have the opportunity to exceed the limit-
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