Chapter 77: Things are not so good (5/5)

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Oh!
The horizon is a turn.
The dim inn immediately turned into a fairy-skinned scene with a bright, sparkling sword.
The gentle wind blows in front of you, and the trajectory of the long and straight swords is reflected in the front.
And one meter away from it, the dead sword that was inserted into the scabbard and blackened all over, stood quietly on the right side of the sword.
Su Yun looked cold and stared at the sword.
One person, one sword, silent and silent.
Suddenly, he suddenly grabbed the sword and grabbed the sword in the other hand.
Hey!
蛟印剑 now.
But watching Su Yun's arm drive, riding the black shadow has not covered his arms, will all the magical atmosphere of the impact of the shadow wall, part of the package of dead sword, and another part of the sword.
Surrounded by the scent of Lingshen, which is full of extremes, the whole sword of the 蛟 剑 迸 迸 迸 迸 迸 迸 整个 整个 整个 整个 整个 整个 整个 整个 整个 整个 整个 整个 整个 整个 整个 整个 整个! !
Hey....
The sword sounded.
Su Yun stared at the dead sword, stunned! He slammed his arm and threw the dead sword in the air. Then he held the sword in his hands and exhausted his body. He slammed the dead sword to the past!
Hey! ! !
It feels like a threat! The death sword suddenly trembled.
The sword is like a roaring sword. The sword is like a mountain, and it is desperately squeezing a dead sword.
But in an instant, the dead sword itself came out of the sheath.
Hey!
Hundreds of swords are ringing!
The hundreds of flying swords that were conquered by the dead sword on both sides of the kendo immediately rushed to the sky, releasing the sword, and flew here with an endless sigh of excitement.
clang! ! ! ! !
The dead sword that was self-sheathed was smashed from the air by the sword, and the scabbard and the sword fell to the ground.
Su Yun buckled the sword and smashed it again.
clang!
clang!
clang!
The sword that was covered by Lingshen’s breath was smashed to the sword of the dead sword. The sparks exploded, the swordsmanship collided, the fierce battle was launched, and the dead sword was trembled by the bombs. The blade is also shaking sharply.
Seeing the crazy scene of Su Yun, the sword master thoroughly understood the intention of Su Yun.
He is not trying to conquer the dead sword, but... ruining the dead sword!
"Boy! You... you are like this... this..."
The old sword is completely ignorant, and the feeling of Su Yun is felt in the wood. This scene has already been smashed by him.
At this moment, for Su Yun, it is a time of life and death, he is completely desperate! Without the slightest hand, the breath of the spirit of the spirit is all out! A drop does not leak!
Hundreds of swords flew here, this time, the hundred swords fly more quickly, more fierce, so the posture is to completely blow the Su Yun to the gray smoke!
Hey!
suddenly!
The sword of the dead sword had a soft sound, and a crack appeared in the body of the sword.
I never thought that Su Yun would have a gap in the sword of the dead sword!
The gap appeared, and the flying swords were all trembled, and the flying speed of all flying swords was several times slower, and it was swaying in the air, as if it was about to fall.
Su Yun saw it, his heart was even more embarrassed, and then he slashed his sword.
Hey.
At this time, the dead sword on the ground flew by itself, and the vertical sword was rotated in the air, and it was in the shape of a steamer to the head of Su Yun.
The overflowing sword intends to render it all over the body, falling from the sky, like a dark sun.
Hey!
The sword was lifted to the air and it was against the trick of the dead sword.
clang! ! !
The body of the two swords collided again.
But this time, the dead sword seems to be the full power of it, only to see that its dark sword overflows a lot of black gas, directly killing the spirit of the spirit wrapped in the sword, two kill each other, but the spirit of the spirit Obviously it was a downwind, but after a few rounds, it was dispelled by the black gas.
Then, a terrible scene appeared.
But the sword that saw the sword was suddenly rendered by black gas, turned into a dark color, and then... oh... oh...
After the whole sword of the sword was cracked, and a shrill ‘Dangdang’ sound, the sword was turned into a piece of debris and completely shattered!
"The Excalibur is destroyed and will automatically enter the dove of sleep. The lower the grade, the shorter the sleep of the Excalibur, and you temporarily lose the Sword!!"
The old sword shouted.
Su Yun has no time to take care of his words. The sword is turned into a white light. It falls on the place where the sword was drawn before. Su Yun’s hands are empty, how can he compete with the dead sword? Even if it is cracked at the moment, it can be easily solved.
It is no wonder that the death sword can conquer so many swords and become the first sword. It turns out that its strength is so powerful!
The smashed sword was smashed, and the dead sword did not stop. It seemed to be completely angered by Su Yun’s move. The sword was straight and there was no mercy.
But seeing this electric light and flint, Su Yun's feet are a little bit, and they jump, and the people move backwards and dodge.
Hey!
The dead sword slammed into the ground and fell on the jade road. The entire jade road was shattered and the black smoke filled.
Hey.
Another sword was pulled out of the sword.
It is a thousand Yuan that has just been conquered.
Taking advantage of the death sword has not yet attacked, Su Yun will take out the Qianyuan, and launch an attack toward it.
A sword! !
Hey!
Thousands of flashes of snow, the real breath!
Boom!
As the sacred cows slammed, the earth moved and the mountain shook, and the whole jade shook.
The momentum of the dead sword was repelled by the sword by three points.
However, it does not give up, the dead sword inserted in the jade, sudden changes, the dead words carved on the sword, flashed a bit, then the black smoke renewed, this time like a black dragon hovering around The blade of the dead sword rotates.
Su Yun looked hot and stared at the sword.
What is this technique? He doesn't know!
But at this moment, he not only has hatred on this sword, but also has strong greed beyond the understanding of mortals!
A powerful sword, a powerful magic weapon, it represents a powerful strength!
What is missing most at the moment?
strength!
If there is such a sword to help! Why are you afraid of it? Why are you afraid of Weimen that day?
Thinking of this, Su Yun’s heart once again oozes a madness, and an uncontrollable obsession rises.
His breathing began to rush, and the pupil slowly turned into a bright red color, which seemed to be difficult to control.
哗啦哗啦哗啦...
The hundred flying swords that were crumbling in the air were once again stabilized. The swords and blades were aligned on this side, and then stabbed.
Hundreds of swords, such as Bailong, rubbed against the wind and slammed into the air, and they were killed by the invincible.
Hey!
At this moment, Qian Yuanjian once again turned to the dead sword.
The dead sword trembles madly, and seems to have reached the limit, but at this moment it will not let the flying sword controlled by the air stop even if it is shaken by the bomb.
At this moment, the death sword has to be with the Su Yun! One person and one sword are not dead! ! ! ! !
"The third sword! Come out! Come out!! Kid!! Dead sword is afraid that it is difficult to parry!! Destroy it, can solve the strange disease in you, destroy it, let you live! Get out of the third Sword! Quick!! Come out!!"
The sword that has been observing everything by the side of the spirit has shouted in a roaring voice. Even though he is not fighting, his psychology at the moment is extremely anxious!
Under the pressure of life and death, Su Yunxiao dared to hide.
but!
On the occasion of this millennium, he did not have a third sword. Instead, he held the hand of Qian Yuan and loosened it, and he threw the thousand Yuan on the ground.
"what?"
The sword is old and petrified!
Abandon the sword at this time?
What is this?
But looking at this electric light and flint, Su Yun suddenly grabbed the dead sword inserted in front of the ground, quickly picked up the scabbard, and inserted the dead sword into the scabbard at a very fast speed!
Hey! ! ! !
Hundreds of swords stop instantly, as if the pause button was pressed.
The sword attached to the sword is blown directly because of the inertia. It is like a big wave hitting Su Yun and drowning it.
"This...this.. how is it possible?"
The old sword has been stunned, and the eyes of the blind man seem to be dumb, and they can't speak for a long time.
Just looking at Su Yun's crazy gasping, he was half-squatting on the ground, holding the hilt in one hand, grasping the scabbard in one hand, and still fighting for the last bit of strength.
The dead sword was suddenly squirted by Su Yun, and the sword was stopped. But it did not yield to it. It began to struggle, the scabbard trembled, and the dead sword seemed to want to be unsheathed.
But Su Yun died in accordance with the scabbard, not letting it have a chance.
"Predecessors, fast... help me..."
At this time, Su Yun shouted hard.
"Help? This..."
The sword is somewhat hesitant.
"Predecessor! Fast, otherwise I can't suppress it!"
Su Yun shouted.
He is already the end of the powerful!
If this time, the sword will not shoot, Su Yun will be defeated!
"Well!"
When the old sword saw it, he did not hesitate to hesitate. He immediately urged the power, and used the "Promise Sword" as a guide to infuse his own power.
In an instant, Su Yun’s dry body got a little moisturizing.
With the old help of the sword, the dead sword was completely suppressed, let it struggle, and could not open the suppression of Su Yun.
Su Yun is the end of the strong, the dead sword is also, but Su Yun and the old sword help, the dead sword will not be.
in this way!
The scent continued for a long time, and the dead sword finally subsided.
"has it ended?"
Su Yun also pressed the hilt of the sword of death, whispering.
"Should be... yes..." Swordsman.
The words fell, Su Yun eyes black and fainted.
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When I woke up, people had returned to the inn.
Surrounded by silence, the sword was still by his side, but beside the sword, there was a dark sword in his quiet.
The long sword is like a sheath, and it is carved with fierce magic lines. There is no other color, which makes people look heavy and depressed.
"you're awake!"
Suddenly Su Yun opened his eyes, and the old weak voice of the sword rang again.
"Thank you for your predecessors, this time... it’s hard for you."
Su Yun slightly apologized.
But listening to the sword is busy: "Don't rush to thank me! The result of the matter is not as good as you think!!"
Su Yun’s eyes passed through doubts:
What is this for seniors?

"What? If you pick up the dead sword yourself, you will know!"
The old sword.
Su Yun heard the words and quickly went to pick up the dead sword.
"Predecessors, it seems that there is no abnormality!"
"You try to pull the sword!"
Su Yun immediately grabbed the hilt and twitched.
But... the dead sword is like a scabbard, so no matter how hard he uses, he can’t pull it out...
"This... what is going on?" Su Yun was shocked...