Thousand Blades of Death

v17 Chapter 124: Detachment

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It is strange that in this continent, the statement of the reincarnation of the real name is very popular, but the concept of the soul is deeply questioned.

The soul is different from the existence of matter, there is no mass, no energy, where it comes from, or where it goes, there is no conclusion.

Every reincarnation, whether it is the only soul, whether the soul is eternal, and what will happen to the soul without reincarnation, no one can even make a bare guess.

Therefore, after research by many scholars, the status quo is: the spirits of the ancient legends are immortal, and gradually become the delusions of predecessors, which have not been accepted by the modern. Although they respect the past sages very much, they do not guarantee to trust them. .

Even Ju Youjing, who climbed to the level of the sanctuary level, was able to perceive the variables of the world and did not feel the existence of the so-called "soul". If he had to say anything, even when the fine snow was released, his consciousness could be integrated into the surrounding environment. Among them, there is a mysterious and mysterious meaning.

"Ma Yuan, he...he is dead?"

In the face of Xu Fu's words, Ju Youjing's face became very pale. Although he had anticipation and worry in his heart, he was extremely reluctant to happen. At least he could not be surprised before him.

Ju Youjing muttered to himself:

"I knew that such a small child didn't look like a mighty person looking horizontally or vertically. Li Bai just described it in a shadowy way, and I easily followed his statement. Now I think about it, but it's just to save people, It’s a mess of the mind, no consideration."

As if falling into the bottomless abyss of remorse, Ju Youjing's body trembles slightly, and he intended to stand up, but he could not stand no matter what.

Forcing himself to calm down, Juyou Jing finally found something wrong, that is, Xu Fu's breath was very weak, and it was a world of difference compared to just now.

Ju Youjing's feelings are not wrong, and Xu Fu did not deliberately disguise his thoughts. Although the harsh battle situation with Ma Yuan just ended successfully with his own victory, it also consumed a lot of blood, and now returns to reality from chaos, The flesh has just shaped its basic form, and many aspects are not perfect, so it gives the other person a weak breath.

In fact, his fighting power also came to a large slip in Waterloo, which dropped sharply. In the special space of the Junfang Temple, even if the structure of the Great Demon Formation was severely damaged and the external energy was hidden, his recovery rate was still very slow, and this gave Juyou Jing hope.

Realizing this, Juyou Jing slowly stood up.

Xu Fu was a little surprised, and was able to stand up again with this broken body, which is incredible, but if it is back to the light, maybe it can explain it.

For those weak creatures, Xu Fu always has a "mistake mentality", he persuaded:

"Your blood has been exhausted to the limit. If you are not rescued, you will be injured and injured, and your life will be endangered for only a moment. You have tried it just now, even if my strength is suppressed now, it is not for you to play against. "

Ju Youjing also knows that the thin and dead camel is bigger than the horse. Just now, his own trick, Xuexue, was easily dispelled by the other party, and the psychological shadow caused to him is still lingering.

"It's just that I can't swallow this breath. At this point, it's already a desperate situation. I originally planned to use my life to help me, and I also want to help Ma Yuan. The elder also agreed to save Tong Gui's mother. I died without regret. . The result is that Ma Yuan sacrificed one step earlier, and my current move is not to follow his footsteps, but to seize the faint hope he left behind."

Having said that, he has fully stood up and straightened his back. With a loud cry, Juyou Jing quickly pulled out his love sword and made himself innocent, and the sanctuary-level power was released without reservation.

This sword has no much strength to attach to the sword, which is usually inferior to the usual one. Now, there seems to be another mysterious force urging the sword to make it show its mighty power. Even Ju Youjing doesn't know its source.

Slightly speculating, Juyou Jing thought that the legendary magic weapon can multiply the user's skill by virtue of the essence essence accumulated inside the magic weapon for many years. The essence of these vitality is simply the release of lethality.

Xu Fu also saw the clues and caught the sword style cut by Ju Youjing with his right hand. He realized the mystery of Wuming, the famous magic sword in Fusanghehe.

The magic sword left from Xu Fu's hands, leaving a scar that was neither deep nor shallow, and there was no tendency to heal. Ju Youjing reacted just now, regardless of strength and speed of reaction, the quality of the other party is not as good as before.

After the temptation, Juyou Jing started to use a more powerful killing trick, and the physical pain was covered by this urgent pleasure.

But after touching the magic sword of Ju Youjing with his own hands, Xu Fu nodded his head and understood something.

Juyou Jing's sword stabs straightly without any deviation. No extra skills are needed, and only an accurate timing is needed to play an extraordinary effect. This sword is the weirdness of Ju He's sword. There is no interlocking, but it is more compact than it is, making the opponent breathless.

Xu Fu is naturally not a simple opponent. However, he may have a profound knowledge of the technique of time and space, and he is far inferior to ordinary people in kendo.

Another sword, cut on the left side of Xu Fu's lower abdomen, also leaving a deep and shallow wound.

This round, Xu Fu had intended to avoid. I have just used my hands to understand the bottom of this magic weapon, so there is no need to take risks.

"Oh, good swordmanship."

Xu Fu praised it. Although he was exhausted, it was beyond his expectation to hurt himself. Immediately after the next sentence, he said regretfully:

"Your sword is made of fragments of the ancient Demon Sword Abyss evil, and has supreme evil power. If you use it for a long time, it will erode people's qi and blood, and even the soul will be swallowed completely."

Xu Fu's words didn't shake Juyou Jing more. He still waved his sword and fought several rounds with the opponent. His momentum reached its peak.

"Your blood has been sucked clean by this magic sword, and it will endanger the soul."

Xu Fu was in the dominance of Ju Youjing's offensive, but his speech was not slow, as long as there was no fatal injury, he could reply quickly after leaving the battle.

"This body is dying, what if there is no soul?"

Ju Youjing's indifferent attitude continued to slam past the other side. Ju Youjing believes that as long as the injury increases and exceeds the tolerance limit of the other party, he can be killed.

Xu Fu smiled contemptuously and withdrew from the third foot. His words were very clear:

"If your soul is swallowed clean, you will not be able to enter the real-name reincarnation, and it will really come to an end."

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