Anger is a poison that destroys the heart. It can make you lose your nerves and make you lose your mind. However, it is also a stone that attacks the mountain. It can turn you into a wild beast and push your limits to another level.
The blindfolded old man's face seemed to have been carved, and no expression could be seen in the faint sky. He knew that there was a kind of human existence in this world, and he knew that there was a kind of human existence in this world, but he only proved it through fighting.
Is life still going on?
"In ancient times, swordsmen have succeeded one after another, and the strong men of later generations have continued to open up the future. Those who can leave their names in the hearts of the common people are only a few who are beyond the reach of ordinary people. On this cruel road, only those with unlimited potential can be among the very few.
One of them, and this unlimited young man, the one who can fuel him is an extraordinary master like you. Nie'er, thanks to you, a real sharp sword that has killed countless people is being sharpened at an abnormal speed.
If you work hard and point at the edge of your sword, you will be invincible."
The Imperial heavy armor soldiers could clearly feel the pursed lips expression on Gai Nie's face. It came from the invisible dark ruins. The sinister atmosphere flowed in the air and stirred people's minds. It was as if someone was stabbing your heart with a knife.
Scratch lightly.
"Purely pursuing power, abandoning self-dominance, even giving up life and death, and only allowing one indelible goal in the heart, such a person is indeed terrifying and has endless potential, but", a hint of darkness flashed in Gai Nie's eyes.
The serious expression suddenly turned serious, "It is people who kill countless people. Swords and swordsmanship are just ways to kill people. But the real sword prays not only for the edge of the blade, but also for the light of benevolence and righteousness to illuminate the ruins in the hearts of the people.
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The sound seemed to sneak into the unforgettable time with the wind. The clouds moved gently towards the stars and the moon, highlighting the color of bliss. Gradually, the outline of the moon disk exuded a bright red halo, so red that it seemed to drip blood.
"This is......"
Gao Jianli's brows and eyes were suddenly covered with a mysterious shadow under the gorgeous moonlight clouds. His gaze was as fast as thunder and lightning, and he looked like a sudden messenger from hell, igniting the desolation of the burning city.
"This sword manual..."
A middle-aged man covered in scars knelt on the ground and took out the things in his arms, but his hands were shaking so much that he picked them up and dropped them several times: "Scroll down..." His face was moist and anxious, and he murmured the words
No more can be said.
For some reason, when a middle-aged man whose life was hanging by a thread due to serious injuries met a strange man with an elegant face, he rushed towards him as if grasping a life-saving straw, fell asleep in front of him, and gave himself up without saying a word.
Something that is regarded as a treasure.
"Sword Manual, Volume 2?"
The handsome man squatted in front of him with a strange expression and did not take anything from him.
"Yes, something harmful."
"Why would you give me something that is harmful to others?"
"I know you, you are a famous luther player in the Yan Kingdom, your surname is Gao... your name is Jianli." The injured man used all his strength to hold an iron roll. As tears fell from the corners of his eyes, only the rust stains could be seen.
The wrapped iron roll actually showed cracks following the traces of teardrops. Where the fingertips passed, pieces of rust peeled off. The color inside was silvery and bright as snow, and the black Qiu pattern seemed to be still wiped daily by someone after a hundred years.
The sharp look is irresistible. "Please...please...keep it well. This thing can harm others and yourself. However, it is the crystallization of the achievements of our ancestors. It is a pity to destroy it."
"A common man is innocent and gets drunk with a jade. This thing does not belong to me and I should not accept it."
The dying man opened his eyes wide, eager and throbbing, and his face was stained with tears, as if he had grabbed the last straw and even the straw fell with him.
"---Chongqi Swordsmanship".
There are ice strips rising from the Shuihan Sword, and the night dew overflows the leaves, dotted with ice-blue needles.
Darkness covered all vision again, and nothing could be seen.
The inexplicable haze in the ruins suddenly changed, shaking the tranquility of the air. The eyes of Gao Nie and Gao Jianli met, conveying the same look - no mercy.
The water droplets could not bear the gravity of the earth and quietly moved away from the leaf tips.
The masked twins quickly left the field of vision and switched to exquisite interlacing movements. The ice on the Shuihan sword body had reached its longest state. Gao Jianli moved and quickly faced them.
In the noisy and chaotic fire, Genie's figure kept moving forward, passing through the paralyzing and roaring ruins, until the darkness completely buried him.
The edge of the wooden sword turned into a seed of steel and iron bones, deeply embedded in the dry and withered earth.
It seemed like a voice coming from God, awakening the young man instantly from the hidden depths.
In the midst of the light and shadow, when the monster's swords came into contact with the carnage, the arc-shaped ground under the young man's feet suddenly rippled with fragments, and there was also a turbid air current swimming like a ghost, swaying and blooming, and the ghostly aura invaded the dejection.
Rusty empty building.
"Chongqi Forbidden Swordsmanship? Has your skill improved to this level?"
Gai Nie concentrated, and his hearing seemed to touch the sound of an ambiguous resonance of the soul, like greedy desire, which was continuously emanating from the young man's body.
"Let's continue...."
''Where did you hit just now?"
In a space that was dark enough to hide all secrets, the young man laughed uncontrollably, and the hoarse tone of the dusk seemed to highlight the lost youthful vitality.
The young man tightened his swords with both hands, and with a muffled "bang" sound, a flaw finally appeared on the top of the wooden sword.
The opponent's strength after withdrawing was temporarily lost, and the two swords with nowhere to use them actually cut the ground into space.
"boom--"
The smoke and night merged rapidly, and the black air suddenly turned up. The leaves under the window were torn off from the thorns, and flew past the window. The sound of weapons clashing like strange incantations became more and more rapid, and an invisible river of air flowed across the window.
The ears were filled with excitement, and the hidden fighting spread to a very far range. At this time, the Eight-Ling Barrier of Qianji Tower was suddenly hollowed out. In the high-angle space filled with candlelight, the blood silk array between the laser knife molds was quietly operating, like a
The cobweb was spread out and lost its direction, but it soon covered every empty corner from the side of a pile of laminating machines, running densely and changing in an endless way.
The ghostly air flow around him was wrapped around a figure unscrupulously, and the bloodshot threads above his head were like changing stars. Gai Nie's long and deep eyes were like lightning, passing through his shocked brain. In an instant, he could see the young man's face clearly, and the turbid air flow
From the young man's limbs spread to the two swords, his eye sockets sunk, his face turned pale with pain, his lips trembled slightly, and his silver hair withered overnight, as if a hundred years had passed. While giving birth to supreme skill, he was burning life as a means of
cost.
Even if Gai Nie didn't look at him, he could feel a cold distortion in the air.
There was a look in the young man's eyes that he couldn't interpret, a mixture of pain, surprise, hatred, madness and vulnerability... Complex emotions seeped into his expression and body language.
After a strange look at each other, the young man's trembling speed slowed down, and a scream interrupted Gai Nie's thoughts. He looked intently, and saw that the blood silk array had been vented into strands of flowing fireflies by the monster-like ghostly airflow.
It's like blood flowers flying all over the sky, floating in the air.
The next moment, the battle between Gai Nie and the young monster has entered a fierce competition stage. In the overflowing sword lights and shadows, the ghosts of time and space meet, the pixels that make up things move violently, and the bright and dark light spills from the edges of the pupils to the corners of the eyes, blurring.
If dreamy.
Slowly, slowly, slowly, the long-lasting steel and iron bones began to activate one after another, turning into countless two-inch-thick copper plates, stacking up the walls and tiles from bottom to top.
The figures of the two chasing and retreating were shrouded in a long and narrow shadow. No matter how hard it was to see the separation of vertical and horizontal moves, bursts of red silkworm ash surged violently. Wherever the battle touched, the auxiliary building of Qianji Building seemed to have turned into
A burning sea of fire and turbid currents swept through the place. The fire was more like a violent wind, and the place it passed was like sulfuric acid, quickly eroding the wooden pillars and beams.
Not long after, the entire Thousand Machine Tower had been put on an indestructible armor and turned into a cage that sealed the evil energy. Not a single sound could be heard from inside.
However, the remaining blood silk threads are still spinning, changing angles every moment, every minute and every second.
People outside the war looked around and saw that under the bright moonlight, there was light piercing through the night like the morning sun. The dreams on the horizon gradually awakened, and then bit by bit, they saw clearly the world sleeping in the darkness, the devastation and decay.
The bright sword light broke out of the dim metal, like a force that created the world, turning the Qianji Building into a magic lamp reaching bliss, a pagoda with endless rays of light.
Or, before you could see clearly, you jumped into another dim shadow.
The rustling air, the sound of the biting wind, mixed with a giant mechanical bird spreading its wings, blocked all the time.