In the short silence, behind the wheelchair, the entourage couldn't help shaking.

　　 swallowed and spit.

　　 arrogance.

　　 An invisible arrogance rose from the deadly field. It was like a real anger, lingering on the skinny old man, just a vain idea, ravaged the earth to collapse, and steel emerged in a crack.

　　 Sword Saint's Fury.

　　 "It's really sad." Shangquan sighed slightly: "Nowadays, young people don't know how to respect old people?"

　　 Huaishi shrugged slightly: "I have to say, you were the one who attacked first."

　　 "Those things do not matter."

　　 Shangquan clicked his mouth, his voice hoarse: "The point is, I suddenly don't want to be merciful."

　　 "To each other."

　　 Huaishi responded indifferently.

　　 Although I didn't want to admit it, my skills were compared to Yoshihara's Diva game by this old thing in front of me. This really made Huai Shi a little broken.

　　 If you break the defense, you break the defense.

　　He is in a hurry.

　　 Anyway, Huai Shi doesn't believe it, can this old ghost kill him?

　　 Besides, he has a way to deal with this kind of old man who has a bad personality and likes to abuse food.

　　 "Come on!"

　　 He hooked his fingers provocatively, and grinned: "Let me come in as a late-school student, come and understand the gap between myself and the Yingzhou Juggernaut!"

　　 "Don't worry, I will use the knife back."

　　 Shangquan's thoughtful answer, after a short pause, as if talking to himself, he mumbled vaguely: "But...if you are killed by a knife, you can't blame others?"

　　 Huai poem, instant stiffness.

　　 It feels like a substantive cold vent from the old man's ambiguous words, spreading, and engulfing himself like a nightmare with a sneer.

　　Darkness is surging, from under that old and decayed face.

　　 Then, as the sword's edge danced, the earth was unbearable, and the deep fissures moved forward, spreading straight, and instantly crossing the long distance, bringing death to Huai Shi's front.

　　 Countless steels gathered, and the walls rose from the ground, but then they were quickly enveloped from the bottom up by the expanding fissures.

　　 broke apart from the center.

　　 The sixteen-layered wall was easily slashed by the pressure of the will entangled on the sharp blade. The sharp wind cut Huaishi's cheeks, causing bursts of tingling pain.

　　 A ray of light fell through the straight crack and hit his face, allowing him to see the rickety figure stepping forward.

　　 Before he could breathe again, he heard the whine of steel again.

　　 In Shangquan's hands, the plainly Taishou whispered and swung horizontally, and immediately, the 16th-layer steel wall that was blocked in front of him was torn again.

　　 Cut in the middle!

　　 The crisscrossing cracks turned into an error-free cross. Under the cutting of the sword, the beauty of mathematics and the beauty of destruction were freely revealed.

And just outside the collapsed iron wall, the thin figure of the old man had dashed forward like a ghost, and after one step across this desperate moat, the sword of slaying ghosts and slaying gods had already pierced the face of Huaishi. !

　　 responded to him with a piercing light of thunder.

　　 is like the light of the world converging here, forming a torrent of anger in the hands of Huai Shi. The moment when he left his hand, it was like Yinglong galloping above the sky, rushing towards Shangquan with pure destruction.

And the dazzling thunder light was like flowing water before the blade's scroll, it was easily entangled on the blade, and there was no way to go any further. Instead, it was overwhelmed by the will on the blade, and instead turned towards his own creation. Who issued a backlash!

　　 The Sword of the Seven Seas burst into a tidal sound.

　　 Under the impetus and acceleration of extreme intentions, pure quality swayed out of Huai Shi's hands.

　　 At the moment when the sword and the sword collided with the sword, the lightning exploded and melted the countless pieces of iron into a slurry, illuminating the aging face, and the pair of eyes filled with weird darkness.

　　 "Look, Huai Shi."

　　 Shangquan's face leaned forward slightly and grinned: "The quality is insufficient, and the quantity is high, what's the use?"

　　 With a thin body, it actually suppressed Huai Shi's sword of the seven seas. It was in line with this huge power and refused to give up.

　　 Under his feet, the earth collapsed, and the sharp blade in his hand was wailing, but he created a jaw-dropping miracle. With such an ordinary quality, it competed with the fusion armed with the dual powers of Afang and the sword of virtue!

　　 Under Shangquan's will.

　　 Even if it is an unbearable iron, once held in his hand, it is also a killing tool that can compete with any magic weapon.

　　 Now, the sword created by Huai Shi himself exudes a terrifying and fierce power that Huai Shi himself could not imagine.

　　 "Let me guess, do you think this is the ultimate intention?"

　　 Shangquan smiled strangely, "Too rigid, Huaishi."

　　 He waved his hand, easily swung the Sword of Seven Seas aside, and pierced it again. Under the bombardment of the Hammer of Pain, he took a step back lightly, turned around, stepped forward on the hammer, and pressed closer.

　　 "What is Ji Yi, Huai Shi? Why have you never thought about it?"

The stern cracks spread from the wall. Under the sword blade that slashed far away, Huai Shi retreated awkwardly, hearing the hoarse words echoing in the wind: "The ultimate intention is to drink water, to pee, and to pee from the chopsticks. The diced beef is something you believe you can do for granted.

　　 Everything, it should be so. "

　　 A hundred steps away, the old man glanced at his embarrassed look calmly, mockingly said: "It's just that some'handicapped' feel that they can't do it, and others shouldn't be able to do it..."

　　 Would you ask why the apple fell from the branch? Do you ask why the stars are moving in the night sky? Do you ask why birds fly by nature?

　　 Why is the Utopia so brilliant? Why can the Administration keep everything running as usual? Why can the Survival Institute block all disasters?

　　 Would you ask how the Astronomical Society can control the whole world?

　　 Even unbelievable.

　　 But this is a matter of course.

　　 can do it, and can do it.

　　 As for the others, it doesn't matter at all.

　　 It is not something out of reach, and there is no mysterious veil. It is the crystallization of boldness from the strong, the soul essence of the seeker, and the determination to win from the swordsman...

　　The road to the end, I want to live on my own!

　　 That's it!

　　 "Is it the ultimate intention to cut the earth? Is it the ultimate intention to smash steel?"

　　 In the iron rain swept and covered, he slowly moved forward, just like walking in a quiet courtyard, and asked casually: "Your symphony is the ultimate, but your beat, your resonance is the ultimate?

　　 Does your strike represent Ji Yi itself? Does your breath at this moment belong to the category of extreme intentions? What are you brewing quietly? Is the hidden tweet behind you Ji Yi itself? "

　　 Sword Saint laughed, clenched the sword in his hands tightly with both hands, and cut it off.

　　Thunder screamed.

　　The black cloud in the sky dissipated from this sword, only the mighty lingering sound of the bell reverberated.

　　The Sword of the Sky City is back!

　　 In the horrible impact, Huaishi slid back several meters, his arm shattered and blood flowed out. But he rushed forward again as if there was no pain, the axe in his hand was here again.

　　 At this moment, the remnants of the black cloud dissipating, the wailing when the thunder is annihilated, the majestic sound of the entire casting center, and even the waves caused by the operation of the ivory tower frame.

　　 And, his heartbeat, the fluctuation of the source quality, the power of the soul and even the stigmata are all combined into one.

　　 From this thorn that surpassed the past, there has been an unprecedented brilliance!

　　 In response, it is like a sword when the bright sun rises from below the horizon.

　　 The brilliance of ten thousand meters, the pride that envelopes the world is pinned on this sword.

　　 cut out towards the climax of the symphony!

　　 That is the unparalleled swordsmanship that smashed the entire frontier and rocky island with one blow in the past.

　　—A knife in the day!

　　 "Look, that's it, Huai Shi."

　　 In the spread of the terrifying waves, the old man’s white hair was dancing in the wind, laughing excitedly, and he was delighted by the opponent’s breakthrough in front of him:

　　"You use it as a winning card, but you never realize that it is yourself.

　　—Remember, I am very willing! "

　　 Mingming once again has a brand new understanding of her own power, and she is one step closer... But Huai Shi has no joy or happiness in her heart at this moment.

　　 because of the old man in front of me.

　　 is like lava gushing out of a silent volcano again. In the dark eyes, there seems to be a dazzling light.

　　 "Now, the teaching time is over—"

　　 Shangquan took a step forward and easily defeated Huai Shi’s counterattack again, "Next, it’s time to suffer!"

　　 Boom!

　　 Under the slash of the back of the knife, the flail formed by the serpent and the wolf head wailed and was knocked down and flew out.

　　 The blade of resentment whistled and pierced again, but it was opened again by Shangquan.

　　 Haydn’s "Twilight Symphony" collapsed instantly under the impact of this discordant sound.

　　 "Too blunt, too rough, Huai Shi." He shook his head disdainfully: "Except for the drummer's vigorous method, there is no skill at all."

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　　The combination of the sword of the seven seas, the explosive hammer, the axe, and the weird sword-rising from the ground, it shattered the old man's blade without warning, breaking through Shangquan's defenses and driving straight forward.

　　 For the first time, he took him a step back.

　　 Ke Immediately afterwards, under the block of Broken Blade, he stopped in front of Shangquan's neck.

　　 "This is art, old man, don't you know how to appreciate it?"

　　 Huai Shi shook his head and sneered: "Just useful, don't care too much."

　　 The Sword of Seven Seas fell again.

　　 The sound of tide and waves converged on the blade, and the impact of mass drove the old man back again and slipped a few meters away.

　　 can be the same, never hit his target.

　　—Neck.

　　 "You are too obsessed with decapitation, boy."

He raised his palm and touched his dry and slender neck, like a wheat stalk, that would break with a little effort, but it was this dying body that beat Huai Shi without a fight. Force.

　　 Now, he threw off the broken sword in his hand, once again, drew a handle from the ground, and swayed it twice at random.

　　 "Let me replace Luo Siwei and teach you a truth."

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