nyslfriends Chapter 1291 Sword Game
Chapter 1291 Sword Game
Chapter 1291 Sword Game
For a time, in this huge ice cellar, in addition to the icy chill, murderous intent and vitality burst out at the same time.
Xuanwu Lord kills.
That vigorous killing intent was rippling from Xuan Wu's body.
As for vitality, it came from that long sword.
In this ice cellar, there were sudden changes, and the outside world was also full of twists and turns.
The Wushuang Sword King was covered in blood at this moment and was in a state of embarrassment.
The moment Xuanwu's murderous intention burst out, a terrible storm rippled outside. Ice and snow swept across, storms soared into the sky, and sword qi crisscrossed in one place.
Its formidable power cannot be stopped by those ordinary beasts.
In an instant, countless orcs gradually turned into slush in the storm, and only a small number of those who practiced kendo or had extremely strong physical fitness could survive.
A storm of blood flowers was rippling in the icebergs of the extreme north, and its color, white and red, was extremely beautiful.
The Wushuang Sword King reluctantly protected Shui Meier with his own strength, and after the storm was swept away, his figure was exposed in the ice cellar.
"Xuanwu spit sword, it is Xuanwu spit sword!"
Looking at the scene in front of him, Wushuang Sword King couldn't help but feel hot.
The divine beast is Xuanwu, with a sword in its belly.
"This is that Heavenly Sword!
In his era, the Wushuang Sword King had heard the legend about the Heavenly Sword. According to rumors, whoever obtains this sword can prove the swordsmanship of heaven!
The vitality that emerges from the infinite murderous intention can slaughter the world and save the common people!
It's all in the mind of the person who uses the sword.
Hundreds of thousands of years.
The unparalleled sword king has practiced kendo for hundreds of thousands of years.
Until his life essence was exhausted and he was rescued by the evil god, he never had the chance to encounter this divine sword. But I don't want to see it today.
Attracted by the Divine Sword, fascinated by interests.
The Wushuang Sword King stepped in the direction of Xuanwu step by step, as ecstatic, as mad as a demon.
In Xuanwu's eyes, bloody red light burst out, shooting at Ying Baiyi and Wushuang Sword King respectively.
Time and space change, time changes.
The two were placed on one training ground, like young children, holding the wooden swords used by beginners, and training face to face.
what's going on?
"Find the original intention.
A slightly immature voice sounded, causing the two of them to instantly forget everything in this world, and all their attention fell into the swordsmanship in front of them.
Sword practice from scratch.
Ying Baiyi regarded himself as a beginner and was about to start practicing the posture of the stabbing sword.
Seeing this, Wushuang Sword King subconsciously made the same action, but when the first sword was pierced, Ying Baiyi's sword was smooth and steady, as if it were running a long sword in the outside world.
The sword of the Wushuang Sword King stabbed crookedly, as if he would be unable to hold the long sword in his hand in the next moment and drop it on the ground.
What kind of mentality did you feel when you practiced swords as a child?
Simple movements, repeated repetitions, I want to practice the best, and compete with each other with my friends, for fear that others will be stronger than me.
The action of the stabbing sword has been practiced thousands of times, just to stab a smooth and steady sword. Accompanied by the action of stabbing the sword over and over again, the sea of consciousness of the two seemed to have been baptized. All the infections of the day after tomorrow disappeared at this moment, leaving only the purest and most original love for kendo.
When the two continued to practice the action of stabbing swords, a terrifying sword light began to appear in the ice cellar. The tiger clan who finally escaped from the storm and ascended to the sky, either by Ying Baiyi or by the unparalleled sword king, stabbed them in the opposite direction!
...... ask for flowers......
The two were sweating like rain, only feeling that their understanding of kendo was constantly deepening.
Trapped in the current kendo realm for hundreds of thousands of years, the unparalleled swordsman who only thought he had reached the peak of kendo, only at this moment discovered that there is a sky beyond the sky! There is still a long way to go before his kendo is at the peak.
The scenery around them changed, and the two were no longer holding wooden swords for the most basic stabbing training like young children. Instead, they each held novice iron swords and confronted each other on the arena. A murderous intent instantly enveloped the two of them.
Only one can live in this arena!
Life and death game, sword game!
The two of them unsheathed their swords almost at the same time. The King of Unparalleled Swords was conceited that he was a master of swordsmanship.
ridiculous!
On the opposite side, Ying Baiyi's kendo is sometimes open and closed, sometimes secretive and changeable.
All I can hear is the sound of the sword chirping between the lines!
"This kid, the swordsmanship is stronger?!"
The forehead of the unparalleled sword king was covered with fine beads of sweat for a while, and he felt that the swordsmanship of this junior in front of him made him dazzled, and he could not even see clearly for a while.
Suddenly, a sound of long swords clashing rang out.
The blades of the two novice iron swords slid together, rubbed a little spark, and heard a piercing sound, then the two of them took a few steps back and separated on both sides.
The aftermath of kendo destroyed the surrounding field!
"No! No!"
Wushuang Sword King suddenly noticed something strange at this moment.
This is the real battlefield of life and death, this is true, leaving only one of them, it is no longer the training ground before! Beg.