Willpower is not born, although some people's willpower is naturally stronger, but the strength is very limited.

The true powerhouse is to learn from countless defeats, and the mind can be gradually stronger. The more frustrations it receives, the stronger the mind will be.

Of course, there are also many people who give up because they can't bear the temper of setbacks, and even give up on themselves. This is a person who is difficult to become a big weapon.

Hansen has experienced countless hardships. I don’t know how many times I was born and died. I have success. There are failures. The mind has been tempered in repeated crises. Although it cannot be said that no one is more determined than his will, the world can There are very few things that shake his will.

Even though the illusion in the sword is stronger than Hansen's will, it has never been able to completely yield Hansen's willpower.

One person and one sword stalemate there, the woman in Hansen’s mind constantly repeats that one inch of Acacia, and the powerful spiritual power is constantly magnifying, but it has never been able to collapse Hansen’s willpower.

The sword is like a magnificent sea. It seems to be a huge wave. Hansen’s will is like a reef. Although the reef is small, the power of the sea and the waves cannot defeat it.

"What is the origin of this sword? Is this horrible will, can you compare it with the Lord of the Temple? This is just a sword." Hansen’s heart is moving, but he does not dare to think too much. Support, against the sword.

At this time, Hansen is already riding a tiger. If he retreats and wants to loosen the bronze sword, his heart will retreat for a lifetime, and he will immediately be swayed by the sword. It will only be defeated faster, so Hansen can only Go ahead and not opt ​​out.

A heavy sound wave hit Hansen's will, making Hansen feel like being cut by a skate, and the burning of the flame is generally painful.

He is very clear that as long as he chooses to give in, this kind of pain will disappear, but it is only by the control of the artistic conception that a dance can avoid such pain, but Hansen is not willing.

I don't know how long it took, the sound of the illusion stopped. The woman looked at Hansen with a strange look. She turned and fled, and disappeared.

Hansen suddenly felt that the whole body seemed to be deflated. Although there was no real war, this kind of spiritual confrontation was more consuming than a real war.

The sword light on the bronze sword has also converged, and the original appearance has been restored. Hansen reached out and pulled out the bronze sword from the ground.

The bronze sword did not rebel against him, but he did not follow Hansen’s will, as if he had become a dead body without spirituality.

"Han Sen pulled the sword out." Qin Bai’s heart was a joy, and Hansen really felt much stronger than the Taifus. Even the hundred miles of Taifu were riddled with the sword, Hansen was able to pull it out. High, suddenly judged.

Jia Xiangzhen and Baili Tianya are also a look of surprise. On the front, Daxi said: "Mr. Han is really a natural person, even these swords have to surrender to you."

Hansen shook his head. "I just pulled it out, but I didn't make it really surrender. It is now owned by me, but I don't listen to my will, and I don't have much of a common waste sword." difference."

"How could this be?" Jia Xiangzhen and the hundred miles of the world are revealing doubts.

Han Sen tried to control the flying of the bronze sword. The bronze sword was motionless. There was no movement of the emerald sword and the diamond sword. It was like a sword of copper.

When several people were studying, they suddenly felt the space around them fluctuated drastically, and the distant blade was making a trembling sound.

In the twisted void, a strange temple gradually emerged.

The temple is quite strange. The temple bricks are actually piled up with warhammers. The roof tiles are all kinds of swords and knives. The walls are rows of rifles, and the ground of the square is a shield.

The entire temple is made up of various weapons, like a huge and strange weaponry.

Jia Zhengzhen and Baili Tianya have changed color, and there will be a temple that appears here. There is only one possibility. This is the temple of the chaos.

Han Sen stared at him and saw three words "Bing Temple" on the plaque of the quirky temple.

Without waiting for everyone to carefully look at the Temple of the Soldiers, they saw the temple door open automatically, and a giant armor of more than a dozen meters came out of it.

Behind the giant armor, all kinds of weird weapons are arranged in a weapon wheel suspended behind it, which looks like the Buddha light behind the Buddha.

Hansen guessed that this big guess is the **** of the soldiers in the Temple of the Bing, only to see the breath of his body, afraid that it will not be inferior to the broken queen.

"Where did the chaos find so many terrorist powers?" Hansen said in his heart.

In fact, Hansen is not very clear. Although there are many members in the chaos, there are not many members of the real core, and even fewer can get the temple.

Within the entire blade of the war, there is only the Bing God, a member of the chaotic society that has a temple, which is one of the eight kings of the chaos, responsible for the rule of the blade.

"Where is the mouse generation, even dare to move the gray sword, can't find death?" The gods and gods flashed in the eyes, as if they could see through the universe, staring at Hansen coldly.

"It turns out that this sword is called gray, should it be named because of that poem?" Han Sen suddenly realized.

In the eyes of the soldiers, the cold light bloomed. Without saying a word, the backhand pulled out a big knife from the back of the weapon wheel and ran down against Hansen.

The sky-cutting knife cuts the void, and in an instant it is in front of Hansen, which is incredible.

Han Sen holds the inch gray sword in his hand. He simply uses the sword to replace the knife. The dog teeth in a tooth knife are staggered to meet the sword of the weapon.

Hey!

Hansen didn't feel how to be stressed. The seemingly inconspicuous blade of the gray sword turned out to be like tofu, and cut the sword of the gods into several segments.

"This sword does not activate its power. It is only by the sharpness of the blade that it can break the ritual of the **** of destruction. This is a bit horrible." Hansen was very surprised.

It is hard to imagine how strong it would be if the power of this sword broke out completely.

The **** of war was also slightly changed, and looked at Hansen’s inch gray sword. Although it was only an armor and had no expression, the shining light in the hole of the eye clearly reflected its inner fluctuations.

"Let's put down the gray sword, this king can spare you a life." The soldier God stared coldly at Hansen.

Qin Bai called out on the side: "You have no reason to say this. Your knife has been cut off by Hansen. It is right for you to ask for mercy."

The Bingshen heard the words of Qin Bai, and suddenly Qin Bai was shrunk to the back of Boa.

"This sword is not yours. Why do you let me down?" Hansen said, watching the soldiers.

"Whether, if you are a gray sword, you are already a crime of death. You originally wanted to spare you a life. Since you are determined to die, go to hell." The soldier said, the whole body shines, the weapon wheel behind Among them, a gun lit up.