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Chapter eight hundred and forty seventh sword crazy

As Xiang Yang left, by the waterfall cliff and under the moonlight, Jian Chi was left standing alone, thinking about the gains of the battle with Xiang Yang.

The two of them have the same cultivation level. Although they have one sword and one sword, they will eventually have some different experiences when they reach the same path. Xiang Yang is like this, and the sword sci-fi is like this.

Suddenly, Jian Chi looked up at the moon. In the distant north, there was the Sword Palace, which was alongside the Sword Palace.

At this time, in his soul's perception, a fierce evil was rising from the land, gathering the unparalleled murderous aura, as if it was about to collapse the world and destroy the universe.

And this sword energy went from weak to strong, soaring and spreading all the way, and finally paved into a silver light path composed of sword energy, reaching the waterfall cliff where Jian Chi was.

The one who came with this sword light was a man who was almost the same as the sword fanatic. If it weren't for the clothes of the two, their temperaments were too different, and it would be difficult to distinguish them.

The black tights outlined the sturdy lines and their faces were dull. It seemed that because of the long-term solitude, they had lost the most basic facial expressions, leaving only indifference, being indifferent to being a swordsman, and being indifferent to everything in the world.

Especially his eyes, narrow and thin, like two willow scimitars, piercing people's eyes, making people shudder, and his attainments in the sightings were obviously extremely profound.

"I felt a powerful sword energy. Who was here just now?"

Dao Chi's voice was low and hoarse, as if he was hunched alone in the desert for a long time, his throat was almost thirsty and was about to smoke, which sounded very awkward.

"Hey, hey, brother, you haven't come here for ten days and half a month. What's going on when you come here for others?"

Jian Chi sighed suddenly. As for the sword, his elder brother had a unique talent that surpassed ordinary geniuses, just like him for the sword. It was extraordinary.

However, being too talented is not a good thing sometimes, such as now.

Xiang Yang's sword arts are extremely profound. The sword energy left behind in the battle between the two of them just now contains a wisp of sword arts insights. For the sword artsman, it is like a firefly in the night sky, too conspicuous.

"I'll ask again, who was here just now? There were not many swordsmen in Yongzhou who had such cultivation. They were not Dao Qianqiu, but Xiang Yang who killed Baye? Where did he go?"

The two brothers, Dao Chi Jian Chi, were unmarried all their lives and devoted themselves to martial arts. One is a heavy sword and the other is a heavy sword. For them, swords and swords are more important than everything, even life.

A knife hand like Xiang Yang is too rare for a knife fool. If you can't look at the other person's knife, it will definitely be a great regret in your life.

"He has left. I know that if he goes to find you, you will definitely be divided into life and death. So I advised him not to go. He agreed for my sake."

"A true swordsman should not be afraid of death. He can have the current cultivation level and should not be so timid. It seems that if you regard him as a friend, he will be the same.

But there is one thing that I was surprised. You seem to think I am not as good as him. If I really compete for life and death, I will lose. Is that true?"

Dao Chih was still bare-faced, his eyes became colder, as if a pool of autumn water was slightly heavier, and his depressed momentum showed his dissatisfaction.

Dissatisfied that Jian Chi let such a rare opponent go, Dissatisfied Jian Chi thought he was inferior to Xiang Yang.

Proud people naturally cannot tolerate underestimation or contempt from others.

Dao Chi is an extremely proud and conceited swordsman. The world is so great that he is truly convinced by Dao Qianqiu. Which onion is Xiang Yang?

"Brother, I know you have cultivated into the Three Yin Sword Evil, and even seized the Ghost Head Sword from the Nether Villa in Xiangzhou, but that young man is really strong.

You are my eldest brother, he is my friend, and I don’t want you two to make any mistakes.”

Jian Chi's eyes fell behind Jian Chi, and he wanted to persuade him, but he suppressed his patience because he knew it was futile.

He knows his elder brother too much, and it is even more profound than knowing himself.

Under the silver moonlight, there seemed to be a very cruel monster hidden behind the sword craze, emitting a terrifying aura at all times, wanting to choose someone to eat.

If you look closely, you will find that it is a big sword shaped like a crescent moon. However, the handle of the knife is a strange shape, a skull, which looks evil and mysterious.

The Three Yin Knife Evil is an evil sword technique learned by the sword cynic.

Inside, a knife energy is cultivated from the Dantian, and it uses a specific mental method to travel through the Shaoyin Kidney Meridian, the Taiyin Spleen Meridian, and the Jueyin Liver Meridian, and finally it flows into the Sanyinjiao acupoints eight inches above the inner ankle, which is the foundation.

Outside, the three different evil spirits that absorb the heaven and earth are also included in the Sanyinjiao point, and finally combined with the internal sword energy, they will cultivate to become the sword evil.

The evil spirit is a filthy and evil spirit in the world. Inhaling this power into the body will easily affect the human nature. For example, the black evil spirit lineage of the Demon Sect mainly practices the black evil spirit energy.

Different evil spirits have different powers.

The sword sucks three types: military evil, wind evil, and wood evil.

The military evil was taken from an ancient battlefield in the north of Yong. Where blood clouds floated and murderous aura condensed into substance. There were more than 300,000 people fighting on a large scale, and the military evil was sufficient.

Fengsha is a famous wind and risky place from a southern state.

Once a warrior whose soul has not yet reached its peak, he will be torn to pieces by the extremely vicious wind evil. Even if an ordinary person is within five miles, he will be plagued by evil spirits. At the very least, he will be seriously ill, and at the worst, he will be unable to bear the internal evil and die.

As for the wood evil, it is found in Kangzhou, so it is not too difficult to get it.

Compared with ordinary sword energy, the three Yin sword evil is the difference between the big iron hammer and the small wooden hammer. It is an extremely powerful killer move. If the celestial being does not dodge or avoid it, unless he specializes in practicing horizontal practice, he will be killed by the sword evil.

However, the sword cynic is still not satisfied. After cultivating the Three Yin Dao Evil, he personally entered Xiangzhou and assassinated the owner of Xiangzhou Youming Villa, and seized the evil soldier ghost-headed sword passed down from generation to generation in the Nether Villa.

The three Yin sword evil of the evil way, combined with the magic weapon of the evil way, and decades of sword cultivation, have created the sword fool today.

He said nothing wrong. His cultivation is the same as Dao Chi, but Dao Chi's combat power is not comparable to that of him.

He said that he didn't want Xiang Yang to be killed or Dao Chi was killed. In short, Jian Chi didn't want Dao Chi and Xiang Yang to meet each other.

"I understand what you mean, but even if this young man didn't take action, Dao Qianqiu wouldn't let him go."

Brothers and brothers, they are in the same mind. Dao Chi understands Jian Chi's thoughts, but there is still no fluctuation on his face, and he said coldly.

"Oh? Is it true? Why don't we brothers make a bet? I bet Dao Qianqiu is not Xiang Yang's opponent. What do you think?"

Jian Chi smiled and his eyes passed through Jian Chi Chi, and seemed to have crossed many obstacles, and finally fell on the broken wooden knife that Xiang Yang penetrated.

"I won't bet with you, because Dao Qianqiu will definitely win. Without if, open your eyes and see clearly. This time will not be too long."

After saying this, Dao Chi jumped into a sword light and disappeared without a trace, leaving Jian Chi alone again.
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