The sword's light is like blood, and the dragon is raging.
In the eyes of the world, the black-robed guard, who looked like a god or demon, was vulnerable to Qi Yuan's sword.
Qi Yuan glanced at the waning moon in the sky.
"It's not even an elite monster. It has no experience. It's bad luck."
Moon Girl raised her head and looked at the majestic figure beside her. The moon in her eyes turned into an arc.
The sword is like a blood dragon, still killing creatures.
The powerful and mysterious black-robed guards fell one after another.
The sword was sheathed, and the moon girl held the scabbard.
Qi Yuan said: "Let's go to the next place."
Before leaving, Qi Yuan wants to crush all the minions of the foreign demons in the human world.
Anyway, in the game, isn’t it customary to kill the small monsters first and then the big monsters?
Kunwu City is nearly two feet high.
Suddenly, a sword light came from the south and fell into the city.
I only heard a joke: "This sword only kills the evil and powerful, and only the emperor!"
The voice was vague and fell into the ears of everyone in the city.
Many people were at a loss, some were shocked, some were surprised, and some were furious.
In Kunwu City, an old man climbed up from the bed of a tender girl with an angry look on his face: "Young man, you are so bold!"
What answered him was a blood-red sword light.
"Ah!" The naked girl screamed when she saw the old man's head falling to the ground.
At the same time, the sword light was raging in Kunwu City, and many heads fell to the ground. The whole Kunwu City instantly became chaotic.
At this time, a burly man's face turned pale: "Xiao Lang! The city lord is dead!"
When the fat man heard that, his eyes widened.
At that time, this ethereal and joking voice came again: "From today on, the law of filial piety is abolished. You can respect the elderly, but you also need to love the young, love everyone, and even more, love yourself."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword in the blood-red dragon's handle flew out of the city.
The fat man raised his head with a suspicious expression: "Why doesn't that voice sound familiar?"
I suddenly remembered this distinguished man I met while queuing in the city that day.
Could it be...
Terrible thoughts came into my mind. At this time, in Kunwu City.
The sword is sheathed again.
Jin Jia looked up at the short Yue Nan: "How many percent do you have now?"
"Forty...forty percent."
"Why is it still close?" Jin Jia thought of something, "But we can teach him to be agarwood, let's go to the next city."
For one day, the entire Hundred Cities Alliance was in chaos.
There is no faceless swordsman, holding a young boy holding a sword, and setting foot in hundreds of cities.
In every city, swords emerge like dragons.
All the emperors and dignitaries in the city were executed.
Zeng Buqi'er secretly saw this handsome swordsman nearby. Before he slaughtered the demon's lackeys in a city, he asked the sword-wielding man: "How much have you learned?"
I just saw these many men looking up and looking at the corners of their clothes: "Forty percent."
No knight in other cities saw the same scene from a distance.
We call this faced swordsman the Faced Sword God, and this man is called the 40% man.
In one day, Uncle Bo took Yue Nan to the 181 cities of the Hundred Cities Alliance. The number of people killed in the 18 locations of Ten Thousand Tombs was not calculated, but blood flowed like rivers.
On the first day, Jin Jia stood at the front of the city. I put my hands on my hips because I knew who my opponent was.
How much was it that time?"
....Forty percent." Yue Nan said cautiously but hesitantly.
Hearing this, Jin Jia said helplessly: "You have slaughtered all the minions of the evil spirits in the domain in the human world.
I should have reacted right away. He said 40% again, but he was quite honest."
Yue Nan was silent when he heard this, and you looked at Jin Jia, with a pleading look on his big face: "He... did he go to kill the evil spirits in the domain eight hundred years ago?
When the time comes...you hold the sword for him.""
"Is the Tengu eclipsing the moon?" Jin Jia looked at the moon in the world, and then at the Moon Man, "No matter how bad a game is, it can still be played for eight hundred years, right?"
Yue Nan said something and looked at Bob stubbornly.
"Let's go back to Yiyue Lake. It's time for you to leave." Jin Jia held Yue Nan's hand, and his figure disappeared into the vast light snow.
January Lake, the sparkling lake water disappears.
There is thick ice below, and there are snowflakes under the ice.
Jin Jia sat under the cold bluestone again. I looked at the big girl and said hurriedly: "Have a rest for one night. You should leave tomorrow."
Yue Nan looked at Jin Jia and remained silent.
After Jin Jia finished speaking, he closed his eyes.
Yue Nan looked at the golden armor for a while, then turned around and went back to the wooden house.
At that time, under the Yise Peak, Jin Jia came out of the game.
I walked out of the thatched house and came to Gu Qichun's house.
"Junior sister."
"Senior brother, what's wrong?" Bai Boqing seemed to have just finished taking a shower, and his hair was still wet.
"You are ready to build the foundation. The time may be as short as eighty-seven days, or as long as one and a half years, or even longer.
If no one comes to see you during that time, let me help you."
"Ah?" Gu Qichun was not confused, "Does it take so little time to build a foundation?"
"Junior Sister, it will naturally take a long time for you to prepare the Heavenly Dao Foundation." Jin Jia said seriously.
There is a saying in Gu Qichun.
Building the foundation of heaven? Want to eat shit?
Moreover, it may have taken so long to build the foundation of Heavenly Dao. Do you believe that the young senior brother is probably practicing a certain secret technique? The fact that the young senior brother is so weak probably has nothing to do with practicing many weak secret techniques. "Bad, worry, little senior brother."
, you will watch." Gu Qichun said, and then thought of something, you asked, "Senior Brother, will he starve to death if he practices secret techniques?"
Jin Jia said: "The spirit stone he gave you is still there, how could you starve to death?
It would be too shameful for a dignified immortal cultivator to starve to death."
Gu Qichun felt that the younger senior brother was really capable of starving to death.
Jin Jia explained a few more words and returned to his room.
I looked at the kitchen knife outside the yard. I bent down and tied the rope around the neck of the kitchen knife: "You are the one who tied it. During the period of seclusion, he has to look after your home."
Cai Dao's body seemed to tremble, and he agreed.
Jin Jia retreated outside the house and set up several large formations using the lineup jade slips he took from the Baishan Sect.
I quit the game again.
Ice-hot snow fell under my face. I opened my eyes and saw a big hand, red with cold, brushing away the snowflakes from under my shoulders.
"Sir...is he awake?" Yue Nan shrank his hands when he saw Jin Jia opening his eyes.
You're afraid you woke up sir.
To be continued...