Peace in the hands of the world

Watching Lin Jiexing and Zeng Tianshun leave the stadium one after another, countless people on the stand have been frustrated, and some people are crying for their fathers and mothers. These are all lost in the marketplace. , And all the instruments have become the ownership of others.

Several happy and several sad. The monk was annoyed, but many mortals, these days in the gambling house bet Ye Kong with silver, and saw Ye Kong win, they are of course elated. Seeing that there was another opponent on the field, they all shouted, "Shao Chen is drunk, let it go, Shao Chen is drunk!"

Ye Kong looked around and asked, "Shao Chen is drunk, do you want to continue?"

"I want to try again." Shao Chen was drunk with the knife in his hand and stood in front of Ye Kong.

After Ye Kongzhan exerted such strength, there were still people who dare to fight. In fact, Shao Chen was drunk. He relied on the knife in his hand.

On the VIP table before, King Zeng Ao's eyes were good. This is a magical tool, or a spirited tool. If a magical instrument has no spirit, it is as if a person has no soul. Like Ye Kong holding a night dance, he can only use it as a sword, and he cannot exert his true power at all.

With the instrumental spirit is different. The knife was alive, given life, and dominated. Even if Shao Chenzui had no spiritual power, the tool spirit in the sword would automatically fight, and even without Shao Chenzui's control, it could fight, and even cast spells with the sword.

This is quite powerful. After all, Ye Kong is now a mortal. When Shao Chen was drunk with this knife, he was equivalent to a monk. No matter how powerful a mortal is, can you defeat monks?

"Come on now!" Ye Kong pointed out with a knife, and the momentum of the mountains and seas was immediately released, and once he shot it, it would be more expensive, like a mountain falling, like a sea roaring, but the other party took any chance!

However, Shao Chen was also drunk. He held up his knife and murmured, "The senior is up. Today Shao is winning or losing. It all depends on the senior! Please help me to win!"

Suddenly, the little knife seemed to hear his words, and released several glorious flashes, flashing the audience!

Hum! The knife flew up at once, drawing a perfect arc, and stopped on top of Shao Chen's drunk.

The tip of the knife pointed at Ye Kong, like a beast out of the cage, staring at Ye Kong with his eyes!

"Wow!" The audience went live again. The audience knew that the knife was powerful, but now they saw that the knife was flying like a magic weapon, and they all knew it. This Shao Chen drunk is not an ordinary person, and this knife is not an ordinary knife!

Ye Kong was also a little surprised. I didn't expect that the magical tool was so good. The owner is a mortal, and it can still be used like a magical tool, even more flexible than ordinary magical tools.

But he will not back down. It's just a magic weapon, a knife, and there is a living body that is not a ghost or a ghost. I just have a knife in my hand, so why fear it!

"Come on!" Ye Kong roared, struggling to split.

The night dance was so heavy as a mountain that it turned into a black light and rushed towards the face!

"Cang!" Jin Tie collided, making a thrilling sound, a spark burst!

"Dangdangdang ..." Ye Kong counted again. The knife was not insignificant, and he took it steadily. He was not hit by Ye Kong at all. Instead, he got closer and closer to Ye Kong's body.

Suddenly, the knife receded, and then stabbed!

"Cang!" There was a crisp sound again, and the tip of the knife slammed against the broad blade of the night dance.

"Zi ~!" The blade of the knife pulled out a long spark on Yewudao, and the sound of heartbreaking friction sounded throughout the audience!

The knife attack was fruitless, and yanked back. At this time, Ye Kong felt that Yuanshen was shaking ... Shao Chenzui took the opportunity to launch a Yuanshen attack!

Kill him while he is ill! Shao Chen drunk out his mouth, "Senior, hurry up!"

Daoguang, turned into a match, cut off in the air! The little knife, but the knife light reached several feet, as if the waterfall was standing up, the waves were slashing, and it blew to the ground. Wherever possible, the ground jade bricks were cracked, and the air seemed to be divided in half.

flash! Ye Kong escaped a blow with a shadow Wu posture!

But the second Daoguang split again!

"Sure enough!" Ye Kong forcibly stabilized his mind, leaping a few times, avoiding Daoguang. But in this way, he was also injured, and his mouth was split in several places. Blood, wet white clothes.

Ye Kong wanted to take advantage of Daoguang's rhythm, but it seemed that Daoguang also understood the mystery of the rhythm. Some of them came first, some came later, and some came first. There was no rule to follow!

Without rhythm, could not escape!

In an emergency, Ye Kong suddenly felt something.

"Dang!" Ye Kong snapped a knife light with night dance, he took a few steps back, and added a new wound to his body.

But at this moment, he had caught the fleeting inspiration.

This perception-it is rhythm!

No matter how beautiful the music is, it will not resonate with the heart if it is the same rhythm from beginning to end! Only when the speed is high, the speed is high like horses galloping, and the speed is quiet like a stream flowing slowly, can this cause the resonance in the bottom of the heart, can there be ups and downs, and there can be valleys and peaks!

One sentiment is like the same guiding light, which instantly illuminates the world.

Realizing the second layer of upright meaning of Yingwu, Ye Kong's heart was instantly bright, he laughed with a heroic and long laugh, and raised the knife!

"Jiuxiao Yunyong has a strong wind, thousands of miles of electricity fly to Hao Yuming. Tijian Sword Yanjing stood up generously, toasting the solitude in the world. The thunder and tumbling sang and the song swelled, and the rain and the ocean drank together. Seeing all the filthy things in the world, I swear to the world. level."

Ye Kong sang and slammed, and the night dance in his hand followed the rhythm of the song. He flickered slowly and suddenly. With his generosity and grandeur, who can Yunyao match?

He has fully grasped the rhythm of the battle, such as wind, Xu Rulin, encroachment like fire, motionless like mountains, hard to know like overcast, moving like thunder. That knife is no longer arrogant. It is completely under pressure ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ it can not exert its power at all, but it is just struggling to cope.

For a time, the blades of light flew on the field, the two swords intersected, bursting fires burst, and the impact of the impact on the ground made a rumbling sound, which can be described as thrilling.

Ye Kong stepped on the song, and the more powerful he was, the more the knife was able to cope with, the more he became weaker, and the brilliance of the knife gradually faded ...

Finally, Ye Kong sang the last sentence again, "Oath will be flat in the hands of the world!" Ye Kong's arrogance rose, no surprise, no grief, no sorrow and fear, and he did his best to make the most violent blow!

The night dance turned into a black wind, cut off like a thunderbolt ...

"Oh!"

The knife that Shao Chen was drunk to rely on was actually split into two sections. Among them, the device turned into a green smoke, broke through the array, straightened into the clouds, entered the reincarnation, and reborn.

Shao Chen was drunk, looking at the blood-scared teenager in surprise.

To the reader:

This section of the contest was supposed to end soon, but it was written too much. Some plots did not have enough words to explain the problem, and this chapter, I think the writing is basically satisfactory, of course, maybe it is still Someone should say ... Well, actually I know my rhythm, it's not that I've been slow lately. To be honest, I've been at this rhythm. Writers should grasp the mentality ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ People also grasp the mentality. In fact, when I first read a book, I also hoped to see the protagonist invincible in the world soon, and then ended ... but it is really over, it is even more depressing. Look at other books and can't read on. Seeing the author's new book, it is only tens of thousands of words ... so I hope that the young readers who really support it, don't keep asking QQ, when will the book be finished, or if I can see if the New Year can be finished, see if it can be finished next year ... already seven Chapter, huh, and chapters were not written well. I had a stomachache yesterday. I sent Chapter 8 this afternoon. Thank you friends for your support!