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Chapter 135: Epee without front

Internal energy surges, and a sword is swung into the void!

Regarding the sword in his hand, he fairly understood that it was taken by Mo Ya and the others from the hands of a group of warriors in the heaven and earth in front of them. It contained strange power, and when viewed with the naked eye, it was considered the best.

The sword body is as bright as autumn water. Under the random reflection of the clear sky and the scorching sun, it is not dazzling. Touching it, a ray of coolness penetrates into the body. At the hilt, there are two delicate hand guards like eagle wings.

winding.

It is nearly three feet long and about three fingers wide. Under the void, a light blue stream of light looms. Such a sword seems to belong to the Taoist Xuan Qingzi of the Qin State. I have also heard of his reputation. He said "The Creation of the World"

", "Longhan Tribulation"... quite interesting.

puff!

Just as he was about to test his edge with a sword, the true energy in his body poured into the sword in his hand. In an instant, an extremely powerful sword energy surged out from the hilt of the sword in his hand, flowing violently along the Laogong point in his palm.

It enters the arm and penetrates the muscles and organs of the whole body.

In an instant, the body like a light bird standing on the green branches and leaves lost all strength, and the beautiful face turned pale. The energy and spirit were wiped out by the sword energy pouring into the body. Hundreds of meridians were broken, and the internal organs were broken.

Damaged, his entire body turned into running water.

The internal force revolted, the blood flowed backwards, and the scarlet blood accumulated. Immediately, blood spilled into the sky, and the dull sound continued. The blue dress was stained with red makeup. There was no strength in the whole body. He fell heavily to the ground, and a crisp "

"Crack" sound.

To make matters worse, the violent sword energy in the body still exists. Under the severe pain, the graceful body moves with all its strength under the green tree, trembling slightly, the breath of life in the bright eyes slowly dissipates, and the colorful appearance of all things slowly recedes.

The six senses are gone, and there is no sense of external objects. Thousands of images are rolling through my mind. I have endured the difficult survival of the ghost mountains and blood stories in the past. I never thought that today, due to unintentional actions, it would be like this.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

As for Zhou Qing, who had been standing quietly in front of the heaven and earth, he looked at this person with great interest. Standing at attention without a shadow, the scene just now came into his eyes clearly, and Zhou Qing could not help but be speechless.

Did this person kill himself?

With a wave of his hand, the eagle sword standing beside the beautiful woman floated in front of him. The sword's body was buzzing. Although it had been away from him for many days, after several years of tempering, its own aura had long been retained inside.

There are still about forty seals left on it from the forty-nine seals he had previously placed on it. The power of each one bursts out from the sword body, which is enough to traumatize the divine warrior. It is not uncommon for ordinary innate warriors to fall directly when they encounter it.

But the woman in front of her was able to withstand dozens of breaths. Her cultivation level was average, comparable to the innate level, her whole body had a cold aura, and she carried the aura of killing with her. She should be a killer in the night.

"Ahem...keep the sword...the sword!"

Suddenly, a slight and imperceptible crisp sound filled the air, and the body of the delicate woman lying under the big tree moved faintly, ignoring the injuries all over her body, and turned her head to where the eagle sword was roaring.

Deep in a pair of dark beautiful eyes, she tried her best to open them at this moment, looking at Zhou Qing with a last ray of light, looking at the eagle sword beside Zhou Qing, wanting to say something, but in the end she didn't continue to say anything.

"interesting!"

His vitality is very tenacious, but when he was struck by the sword energy of his own eagle sword, the muscles and veins in his body were broken, his organs were damaged, and his yin and yang were imbalanced. If he was not a peerless doctor or an extraordinary warrior, he was destined to perish.

He gently raised one hand to his side and looked deeply at this person again. He was wearing a skirt and blouse that looked like waves in the blue ocean. He had a beautiful face, a slim and delicate figure, and skin that was as good as snow. His long, silky hair was combed behind him, and there was nothing else.

The extra decorations are fluttering in the breeze, and the willow leaves are as messy as silk.

But at this moment, on the skirt of the clothes, wisps of scarlet blood were constantly flowing out from the red lips. On the extremely pale and beautiful face, a pair of beautiful eyes that did not dare to close were looking at Zhou Qing quietly.

With their eyes facing each other, Zhou Qing could not help but see green light shining out, and the eagle sword beside him was also buzzing continuously. He stared at it for a long time, but no words came out from the other party, and a pair of beautiful eyes closed unwillingly.

****

"Stop, is this a place where you can come?"

The area north of Xinzheng is the area where ordinary people and some merchants live in the city. In troubled times, the good and evil of human nature manifest. Confucian Xun Kuang once said: Human nature is inherently evil, and there is a certain truth.

Within a radius of dozens of miles across the north, small groups appeared one after another relying on exploitation, evil, illegal... means. Zhou Qing was not clear about their names, but the place where they gathered was unknown to his spiritual awareness.

Hiding everywhere.

Wearing a green gown and holding a strange sword, he stood quietly in front of a huge house. The house did not look luxurious, but it was the most ordinary house, just much larger in area.

The square wall was tied up high and wrapped around the square house. On both sides of the steps of the front door, there were two finely dressed men in coarse linen clothes. They were young, both holding long knives. They were strict guards. A man walked in front of the door.

The young man in green clothes suddenly stepped forward and shouted sharply.

This young man wears a splendid green gown and is holding a strange long sword. Why is it strange? The sword body is completely dark, the sword is very thick, wide, and the edge is not obvious. It is about the width of a woman's hand and more than three feet long.

.

Looking face to face, this dark long sword is extremely powerful and unusual. There is a faint green light in the dark sword body, which makes it even more unique. Even so, this is the residence of the Poisonous Scorpion Sect. How can it allow others to attack it?

near.

"I'm from the Zhongshan Confucius sect in the Kingdom of Zhao next week. I heard that there are highly skilled warriors here, so I came here to ask for advice. I hope you can do this for me!"

This young man is naturally Zhou Qing. He has an eagle sword in his hand and his appearance is obvious. Then the swordsmith in the city wrapped his body with precious fine iron and made a heavy sword as black as jade. After all, there is enough to make a show.

Hearing the words of the guard in front of the door, he raised his hand and thrust the heavy sword under the stone bricks at his side, cupped his hands, smiled slightly, and spoke again.

"A native of Zhao?"

"Humph, this is not a place for you to ask for advice. Leave quickly, otherwise don't blame me for waiting for you!"

It can be seen that the young man in front of him has some strength, at least the dark heavy sword in his hand has already become extraordinary. However, as one of the most numerous sects in Xinzheng, the Poison Scorpion Sect cannot allow an unknown person to approach at will.

As soon as the words fell, the four people guarding the door moved forward, waving their long knives, and their voices became even louder and threatening. A hint of ferocity flashed across their faces, and a faint evil aura filled the air.

"It seems that you also want to compete with me!"

"That's it, please!"

Shaking his head slightly, this group of people flatters the superiors and bullies the inferiors. They are afraid that the world will be smooth. They use force to weaken the common people and prey on merchants based on their strengths. In this way, there is no need for them to continue to exist.

Thoughts swirling around, the black heavy sword came out from his hand!


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