Chapter 206 Lost soul and broken dreams

  The light of the sword is sharp, and the killing is decisive.

  Where the sword light passed, if you couldn't dodge it in time, you would only leave corpses all over the ground.

   Even those master fighters who borrowed the power of heaven and earth could barely parry one or two moves at most, and then they were either seriously injured and defeated, or were directly killed.

"Miscalculated, this method is useless to this ancient demon. He may really want to find Xiao Nu, but he has no patience to wait or even cultivate an opponent who can fight against him." Among the crowd, Dugu Ming Under the protection of many fellow disciples, he retreated and said.

   In front of him, there are several disciples of Jianzong, in order to protect him from the figure torn apart by the light of the sword.

   It's not that Dugu Ming can't die, it's just that he is now the benchmark of Jianzong in the world of high martial arts, and the interests he maintains in him are no longer alone.

  With the identity of Dugu Ming, if he dies, and then wants to resurrect with a similar identity, it will consume a lot of plot points, which is definitely an astronomical sum for Jianzong.

  And without the identity of Ying Si Ming's young sword god, the disciples of Jianzong would undoubtedly encounter many obstacles if they wanted to use his banner to walk on the rivers and lakes.

"It's not a miscalculation, we still have a way. Now we are leading the devil to the Jinwei River. Wentailou is waiting there, he is the first insurance!" An elder of Jianzong who supported Dugu Ming Said.

   "Wentailou...can he stand it?" Dugu Ming asked with a frown.

A disciple of the Sword Sect said: "He can stand it. I saw yesterday that his wife's ranking on the list of famous equipment has risen by two more. And his wife seems to be taking the initiative... It must be to help Him!"

  When this Jianzong disciple said the last sentence, his tone was a little weird.

  On the Jinwei River, sparkling.

   What flows from north to south is not only a torrent of water, but also white silver and golden gold.

   This river connects the capital city, Jingwei, Xijing and many wealthy towns.

  Special products and utensils from all over the world pass through this river and gather in this most affluent place in the world.

  In the past, on the Jinwei River, the biggest gang was the Cao Gang.

  The true strength of this gang that has been so soy sauced in many biographies is actually no weaker than that of the Beggars Gang, which claims to be the largest gang in the world.

   After all, there are people who have money, and it is not difficult for someone to be strong.

   Not only that, but behind the Cao Gang is also the imperial court.

  Of course, since the monks appeared in this martial arts forest, even the basic foundation of the Cao Gang has been continuously eroded.

  At this time, there was only one boat floating on the empty river on the river where there were not many boats.

  There are green sails fluttering on the small merchant ship.

  Wen Tailou stood on the bow of the ship, holding a worn-out broken knife, waiting solemnly.

  Suddenly a shocking sword light swept across the river bank.

   Guided by the shopping of dozens of people, an old man with tangled beard and hair was led to the river.

   "Are you the opponent they found for me?"

   "It's nothing special to look at!" Gu Shentong stood on the bank of the river, looking at Wentailou standing on the boat, his eyes were still contemptuous and domineering.

  Wen Tailou jumped off the boat, and half of his body was immersed in the rolling waves.

   "Water battle?" Gu Shentong sneered twice.

   Then he waved the Tianquan knife in his hand.

  The light of the knife flickered, the light of the knife flashed wildly, and the knife slashed down, cutting off the river. The big river connecting the north and the south was actually cut off at the middle.

  The terrifying knife aura formed a thick wall of aura, and even opened a road in the center of the river.

  Water waves on both sides, although still turbulent, can never merge, and accumulate higher and higher.

  This kind of saber technique and skill is enough to change the sky and terrain.

  The so-called right time and place... To him, it seems to be bullshit.

  Wen Tailou dodged the previous knife, and said to the river bank from the air: "Remember what you promised me!"

   After finishing speaking, he took the broken knife out of its sheath, and then swung it out.

  The name of the knife is Broken Dreams... and the name of the knife technique is called "Lost Soul Sword Technique".

  The knife technique itself is not surprising, vibrating the knife in the hand with a high frequency.

  Combined with the magical material of the Dream Broken Knife itself, it can shake the waves and set off an incomparably stunning rainbow illusion.

  In an instant, the sword light, which was more than ten times stronger than Wentailou's own strength, was blasted out.

  Although he has not become a grandmaster, he was instilled with two hundred years of pure qi by dozens of masters last night.

   This is the limit he can bear.

  In this way, although he lost the power of borrowing the power of heaven and earth, the true energy he possesses is thick, but it is beyond imagination.

  Assisted with the Dream Broken Knife and environmental blessings, the power of this knife must be quantified, it is equivalent to a knife swung by a master who has practiced martial arts for two thousand years but has never broken through the master.

  Although the realm is low, the thickness far makes up for the lack of quality.

  The most important thing is that those who arranged all this are accurate, the ancient magic power will not hide.

  As we all know, the power obtained by pulling seedlings to encourage growth is often seriously insufficient in control.

  Wen Tailou's saber was aimed at any grandmaster instead, and that grandmaster only needs to avoid it, and there is no need to confront it head-on.

  Only with ancient supernatural powers...he will definitely go up head-on.

   Not only because of his character, but also because the ancient supernatural powers were looking for a power that could rival him.

  Since you can't hold it with words, you can only do it with your heart and create a worthy opponent for it.

   As expected, Gu Shentong did not hide.

  Not only did he not hide, but he got closer, to get close to the beautiful and dreamy light of the knife, and waved his Tianquan knife to meet it.

  Boom!

   True Qi surged, and the strength exploded.

  The entire river was blasted with countless air waves.

  The mighty river, under the squeeze, collision, and push of these vigor, sputtered in all directions.

  The finely divided water droplets are like bullets fired wildly, sweeping away in the distance.

  Some people in the martial arts who gathered on the shore to watch the battle, couldn't dodge for a while, were shot, and were instantly beaten into a hornet's nest.

   "This knife of yours is interesting... but not enough." The light of the knife was diffuse, and the light of the knife was shining everywhere. Gu Shentong was slightly interested, and then said.

  On the shore, there are also people discussing this battle.

"Wentailou used the Dream-Smashing Knife to perform the Soul Lost Knife technique, and with the help of the favorable location, it has indeed exerted ten times its combat power. But if you want to deal with the ancient supernatural powers... it's still far away!" A monk said to the side The elder Jianzong asked.

Elder Jianzong said: "That's right! It's really far behind! It's just that the Dream Broken Knife itself... actually has a hidden trick. It is precisely because of this trick that we chose the Chinese Tailou and gave him the knife and the knife manual. Find dozens of people to transfer his skills to him, and raise his level."

   "What's the trick?" asked the monk.

  The matter has come to this point, perhaps it was a confidential matter, but now it is not a secret.

Elder Jianzong said: "Anyone who wields the Dream Broken Knife will suffer two kinds of curses. One is that he will deny his relatives and kill people like hemp. The stronger the curse, the deeper the skill, and the deeper the skill, the stronger the curse. This seems to be caused by the fact that the two pieces of iron that made the Dream Broken Knife are attached to some kind of crazy magic."

"As for Wen Tailou, he himself bears the second curse, and the certain 'fruits' accumulated on him are extremely strong. Once the Dream Broken Knife is in hand, those 'fruits' accumulated on him will quickly transform into In the process of transformation...he will become stronger and stronger...!"

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