Apocalyptic Forecast

The ninth and fifty-eighth chapter of the front and back waves

In the life of the sword master Shangquan, there have been many sabers.

When he was an unnamed boy, he used an unnamed ancient sword inherited from his father. At the age of twenty-four, it was broken by a powerful enemy and was difficult to repair. Therefore, it was sealed up and displayed in the dojo.

Later, after inheriting the genre, he wore the famous sword ‘Guanshizhengzong’ handed down by the masters of the past dynasties, and then made a breakthrough, using the Genji miracle engraving-moustache cut and knee cut.

When he resigned from the palace at the age of fifty, he returned two heavy weapons and replaced them with the Chidori passed to Haruka. Later, for various reasons, the sabre was replaced several times.

Every weapon of the divine weapon glows with new brilliance because of the use of the sword master, and has achieved a legend after another.

In the end, what was used by the sword saint in the retreat and the dojo turned into an ordinary long sword.

At most, the material is a little stronger, not surprisingly sharp and sharp.

Perhaps part of the reason is the ‘returning to the basics’ and the ‘not fake foreign objects’, but more reasons are... it’s not necessary at all.

He no longer needs to hold any peerless sword to fight life and death with people, he has already reached the top.

What is needed now is nothing more than a ‘pointe’ to point his disciples. If it weren't for the real sword duel in the dojo, it wouldn't matter if you changed to a bamboo sword.

Now, the pointer is held in the hand of the hut in the forest.

Not long or short, ordinary.

Just right.

But it was this long sword that was just right, but it made the tattoo scared.

It is not the sharpness of the blade, nor the speed and strength, but what someone once entrusted to the blade...a lifelong learning!

In the long time span of fifty years, after swaying from the hands of the sword master, immersing himself with great enthusiasm, and entrusting the longings and yearnings of countless disciples, this sword has become the incarnation of the ‘dojo’!

Jianxin is its own!

Simply put, account hosting.

-Leveling, online!

At this moment, under the observation of countless evil eyes, the hut in the forest became extremely weird.

The left half of the body still maintained what it used to be, but the half of the body holding the sword on the right began to volatilize quickly, losing its outline and rising like a flame.

That half of the face also became hollow and fuzzy, and countless faces continued to emerge, as if possessed by evil spirits.

Young people, old people, young children, old women...

Yin Liu, Ertian First Class, Xia Liu, Mingshen Dream Flow, Natural Lixin Flow, Beichen One Sword Flow, Dashi Shenying Flow... all kinds of swordsmanship flow at will, even the breath is unpredictable, and there is no way to speculate.

"Tsk, it's a trivial matter, it's not worth a cut."

A pair of muddy eyes looked down at the opponent in front of him contemptuously, and his voice became hoarse and old: "Huh? But come? The old man will reluctantly, go over to you—"

In this way, it's an understatement, one step forward.

But the invincible horror spirit seemed to have brought death before his eyes!

boom!

The darkness boiled, like a stress response, countless hideous limbs unfolded from under the broken body, and the tattooed body quickly changed, until finally the whole person was blurred in the surging darkness.

Only a cloud of dark, sticky ink surging, outlines the outline of the human form, and after opening a pair of evil eyes, it shoots evil light.

In the same place, the hut in the forest has been lost.

This is the best and most proficient Yubu among all the skills of Professor Huai Shi!

At this moment, under the sentiment from the Juggernaut, with all his strength, he was no less inferior to Huai Shi's rush, instantly, close at hand, and cut down towards the darkness ahead.

Even if it is the source of nothingness, it still...

Cut it off!

The tattooed face roared, the darkness was two points, and countless palms were stretched out of it, and they grabbed the blade of the hut in the forest, holding it firmly, not allowing the slightest break free.

Then, the darkness surged, and countless vicious curses sprayed out from it.

But at the same time, the hut in the woods abandoned the sword without hesitation, and took the initiative to raise his hands and press it against the boiling darkness.

Above the unfolded ten fingers, dark and vicious runes emerged, and the alchemy matrix implanted in the body was activated, forming a vortex that seemed to lead to the eternal night from the palm of the hand.

Behind the hut in the forest, Shengqing's phantom also slowly rose up.

Toward it, grinning!

"Finally, catch you~"

In the next moment, creepy chewing sounds emerged from the hands of the hut in the forest, and countless greedy beasts made strange sounds one after another.

Shengqing's slender snake body was already like a giant python, entangled the tattooed face tightly, swallowing the essence from hell.

Painful screams sounded.

There was also an angry neigh.

It seemed to roar.

"Look at what you said."

The hut in the forest smiled harmlessly: "Eat of evil is the characteristic of the Lin family, so you have to taste it-don't anyone think that people in the Lin family have to rely on power leveling to fight? No, no, no, no? "

Following his words, countless sharp iron lights emerged from the whirlpool, like shark teeth, intertwined and rubbed against each other, sparks burst.

This is the secret instrument inscribed by the contemporary candle dragon himself. After swallowing the hostility of the ten thousand fierce blades in the dojo, and consuming the malicious essence of countless kitchen devils, the curse of the abyss has finally been completed!

Its gaze is obscurity, its vision is clear, no food and no sleep, wind and rain are greedy-compared with the gods of Zhongshan who swallowed storms and ocean tides, and controlled the morning, twilight, and evil in the past, this is just a little trouble. .

But the same is the insatiable greed and the hideousness of predators.

——Swallow up all evils!

In front of the people of the Lin family, he dared to expose his soul so naked and unprotected... How big is this?

Is this the home delivery service of the Hell Charity Association?

Loved love.

Now, the darkness has turned into a whirlpool, continuously being pulled into the deeper darkness, under the hostility and malice of countless sharp blades, all the structure of the origin is shattered, and in this way, it fell into Shengqing's belly.

The last point belongs to the trace of the tattoo, just like that, disappeared.

Instead, the swollen face of the hut in the forest was red to purple, and it was too weak to make up, and the weight was too much... completely indigestible.

If this goes on, it will only last until it explodes.

In that case...

The hut in the forest took a deep breath, pointed it in the direction of the distant train, and opened its mouth—

——Just spit it out!

As a result, under the intensification of the evil, all the source quality ushered in the most crude qualitative change, and quickly turned into an extremely unstable state. Put in a little bit of resentment, put in a little bit of jealousy, and put in a little bit of arrogance and fear of unlimited supply that you have carefully extracted, as well as massive anger.

Finally, pour most of the source quality and power of the tattoo.

In this way, a pot of instant curse simple soup is ready!

As the cursed fire ignited, it exploded.

A thick black and purple stream of light shot out from Shengqing Xuying's mouth, towards the distance!

In an instant, through the dancing wind and snow, passing the flying blood and frost, crossing the battlefield, tearing the wagon, passing through the carriage, passing through the corpses and fighting, delicately wiping the hair of the original edge, passing by, Flew further forward.

All the armored knights blocking the front suddenly collapsed into fly ash.

After straddling a dozen kilometers straight, layers of cracks were left, and finally, he flew to the face of Lu Baiyan beside the car window.

"Yin and Yang triad, what is the basis for it?"

As he chanted softly, the solemn crown flashed away, and an invisible wall appeared right in front of the curse light stream, isolating the most evil source curse.

But then, Shanjun roared.

Amidst the thunderous noise, the girl trampled on the torn armor, smashed the deck in front of her, turned from mid-air, and threw the weapon in her hand in the direction of Lu Baiyan.

Lightning thunderbolt.

Between countless leaps of thunder and lightning, Shang Fang slammed the horse and sword, pierced all obstacles straightly, and flew towards Lu Baiyan's face.

Then, in mid-air, it stopped abruptly.

Wanjun Thunder disappeared without a trace.

Between Lu Baiyan's two raised fingers, the speeding blade froze in midair.

After entrusting the engraving of the prisoner oxen and the strength of his body, the sword of the transformed mountain king could not advance even further.

"Young people now..."

Lu Baiyan shook his head boringly and clearly: "Too much, so high—"

"I'm sorry, Teacher Lu, I don't understand the rules...it's all gangsters!"

In the wild forest far away, the hut in the forest suddenly grinned.

He squatted down, his five fingers pressed against the shadow in front of him, strangely breaking through the space, and the five fingers filled with curse of evil thoughts and poison unexpectedly protruded from the shadow of the blade.

Then, he caught the shadow of Lu Baiyan.

Those who do not speak martial arts ethics chose to sneak attack on the 96-year-old ‘old comrade’.

He stuck his throat tightly and squeezed tightly.

A dark handprint appeared on his neck, and the scripture-like traces quickly expanded, multiplied, and quickly cracked.

Only had time to stop him for a moment.

But in an instant, in the window covered with layers of frost ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ suddenly there was an outline that quickly zoomed in.

Through the refraction of the frost mirror, the girl of Shishuang broke out of the mirror!

In her hands, a crystal clear dagger emerged in her hand, like a sharp edge carved from crystal and frost, overflowing with countless light of desire, targeting the soul, enough to contaminate all source materials, causing all consciousness to fall into madness and division. The strength shrinks to a line-

Seize this crucial opportunity.

Six-fold attack, stab at the same time!

Ji Yi Er Yue!

"I can't help myself..."

At that moment, Lu Baiyan sighed lightly, and a dark shadow emerged from behind him.

It is difficult to see the change at that moment.

Can only hear countless cracking sounds overlapping in one place.

Anna's dagger fell apart, and Shangfang's sword wailed and returned to the box. The palm of the hut in the forest was hurriedly pulled up from the self-portrait, and it had been burned into coke, with cracked skin and black blood flowing out.

And Lu Baiyan was intact.

"If you kill this way, will your teacher be sad?"

He held Anna's neck and lifted it up in the air, his five fingers slowly contracted, but soon, he seemed to hear the sneer coming from the mountains in the distance.

Then, in his hands, the struggling girl turned into ice crystals, shattered and scattered every inch.

In the carriage farther away, she flashed from behind Yuanyuan again, dragging Yuanyuan into dancing ice and snow, and flew to the distance.

He just turned back before leaving, smiled triumphantly at him.

Like a white wolf running away with a lamb in its mouth.

Behind Lu Baiyan, a duct of nothingness, silently breaking-the source essence and divine supplement from the land of nothingness quietly cut off.

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