Chapter 244: The second sword, kill the sword!

Kill the Soul!
One cut love, two cut sword soul.
Soul Calibur is everywhere, without action, it is full of heaven and earth.
The people present, but felt that the wind was blowing, for Shen Zhenyi, it seemed like a thousand blade attack.
If it was someone else, the soul fluttered and the flesh became mud.
The road between the two of them was shaken abruptly, and numerous deep knife marks appeared. The entire road surface sank a bit!
Shen Zhenyi looked serious, slowly raised his hands, his sleeves slipped down, exposing three fingers as white as jade.
He moved softly, as if holding a butterfly to fly.
Hum!
In the void, the shadow of the red knife turned out to be pinched by him alive, and then he made a buzzing struggle, like a dragonfly falling into the hands of children.
Fu Potian's face changed greatly.
The muscles on his face were stunned, the feet were unconsciously forced, and the stones on the road suddenly shattered, and cracks like spider webs appeared.
"Pity."
Shen Zhenyi held the blood quenching knife and sighed softly: "You are ruthless to others, but you still have love for the knife.
During the conversation, just a pinch, he heard the sound of broken sound, click, the solid blood-sharp knife was broken by him.
"you!"
Fu Potian was furious and quickly drew his sword.
The knife broke, and the second knife broke.
He stroked the blade and looked strange.
"Fu Yue, I will give you this knife. You will have to live it forever." The voice of the lovers seemed to be echoing in their ears, but it took a while for them to look back for 400 years.
"Fu Yue, this strange knife is tempered with my blood, and it is bound to be unparalleled in the world. With this knife, you have to kill the dog emperor and avenge me!"
He remembered the entrustment before he died.
Fu Potian touched the knife-folded position and burst into tears.
Shen Zhenyi was silent.
The female group Shu Luo Zongjing was probably the most active among the four. Shen Zhenyi was gloomy, silent, and Zi Ningjun was so cold-hearted that he didn't like to talk at first.
Only Zong Jing kept talking all day.
She provokes trouble all day, and fights fiercely. In the end, she still needs Fu Potian and Shen Zhenyi to clean up the mess.
This blood-quenching knife was exactly what she stole from the Tibetan Knife Valley that year, and spurred 100,000 swordsmen to siege. She was bathed in blood. Later, Fu Potian went to the door and slashed the huge skull of the Tibetan Knife Valley statue. Forcing the Tibetan sword valley to seal the mountain for 500 years, this was the end of the matter.
The blood-quenching knife was originally a meteorological fire in the sky, and it was a smelt made with the 10,000-year-old snow jade hidden in the Tibetan sword valley.
This knife may jeopardize the master, and the day the sword is made, the master of the knife will die by accident. He left a curse before his death, saying that those who use this knife will certainly lose their loved ones and be lonely in their lives. Unless they are tempered with the blood of their beloved, they will be able to open up the sword and achieve the ultimate sword.
Zong Jing didn't believe this evil. She wanted to find a good knife for Fu Potian. Where would she care about what curse?
Who knows, Fu Futian leaps and bounds to become the leader of the Nine Zen Heaven Doutai after receiving the Blood Knife, but he can be said to be the leader of the younger generation of Baxiu, but in the end he still lost Zong Jing.
Before dying, Zong Jing stepped out and simply committed suicide with a blood-quenching knife, so that he could not shed his blood, and tempered the knife.
From this day on, the blood-quenching knife became blood red, and it became hot and cold.
auzw.com From that day on, Fu Potian could n’t leave the knife—to hide the knife, he even separated his belly and hid the blood-quenching knife in the gap between the five internal organs. Conservation of its own essence.
It wasn't until he returned from the chaos that he was going to challenge the Ozuki dynasty, that he took out the blood quenching knife.
It's a pity that the knife hasn't cut off the enemy's head yet, it's broken!
At this moment, Fu broke into a big shock and was at a loss.
After all, Zong Jing has been gone for four hundred years. Her images in his mind have begun to blur anyway. After starting to practice unscrupulous swordsmanship, of course, he can suppress the shadow in his heart.
But this sword has been with him for four hundred years.
-It also made him hurt for 400 years and hated it for 400 years.
The Blood Knife has long been an integral part of his body.
How can I kill the soul?
He shivered and walked, compared with the turbulent momentum just now.
"Master!"
"How is this going!"
"Isn't Shen Sangong saying that he will make three swords? Why is it so shameless, the second sword broke the Taoist's blood-stained sword!"
"Shameless attack!"
Shattering the world, making noise together, but no one cares about them.
Everyone who looked on was shocked.
Someone shivered, "Shen San ’s martial arts has reached such a state. If he lifts his weight lightly, he will smash Fu Potian ’s sword. This is unbelievable. Does it mean that Shen San ’s son has already won?

"The martial realm of Shen Sangong should have been higher than the Taoist Master, otherwise, forty-nine days ago, he would not let the Taoist Master retreat to enlighten himself. It seems that even if Fu Tiantian realized the merciless knife path, Nor is Shen Sangong's opponent. "
"It won't be that simple! If two swords can separate the winner, why do the three sons have to wait so many days? It's not easy for the Master of the Heavens, the more frustrated and brave, everyone keep watching!"
The fans of Skyshine Road are now very anxious, but they can only hope that the Skyshine Master will rise and not lose the battle so quickly.
Their expectations did not fail.
Fu Potian cried for a while, then suddenly started to laugh again.
At first, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he laughed as if he was crazy, but then he grinned and laughed loudly.
"You have to forget your sword, you have lost it!"
"Yes, my knife path, why did I need the blood of a lover to train? Without a blood-knife, I am the same as Fu Potian, and my knife is the same in the world!"
When 啷!
Fu Potian shook it at will, and the blood-smelting knife loved by him as a treasure, was thrown on a large stone by a distance, beating twice, and then stood still.
He has no knife in his hand. But the turbulence is stronger than before.
"A knife without a knife, a knife without a chop! Shen Sangong, you really are a wizard of the world. Every time you make a knife to you, my realm goes further. Now that I have no knife, what can you do to stop me Three swords? "
Only with a knife can we block it.
The opponent didn't even have a knife. How would Shen Zhenyi block his knife?
Fu Potian stepped forward slowly, and the entire person plowed a deep gap on the ground just like the same sheathed knife.
The third knife, infinite knife, has already shot.
Shen Zhenyi, it is absolutely impossible to get this unbeatable third knife!
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