The sword comes out——
Sword skills, dragons fight in the wild!
The world became dark.
As dusk falls, everything in the world becomes earthy.
It was as if the rich yet invisible meaning of thick earth had returned to its original color.
The vast world instantly turned into endless fields.
In the wilderness, there is a melee between giant dragons.
No one can tell how many giant dragons there are. The bodies of those giant dragons are hidden in the dim fog. None of them has a complete dragon body. Only countless dragon horns, dragon tails, and dragon claws can be seen fleetingly. There is that ferocious and majestic dragon head.
These glimpses make one realize that there are countless dragons fighting in this endless wilderness.
Those dragons are all real dragons, huge, mysterious, noble, but absolutely ferocious real dragons. Not a dragon, let alone a demon that looks like a dragon.
They are fighting and bleeding.
The dragon fights in the wild, its color is black and yellow.
The loess is filled with black blood, floating here and there like silk ribbons in the thick soil. They are all the blood of the dragon.
On the battlefield of Shenlong, there are only two aliens. Tang Zhao holding a sword, and the stupefied general.
puff--
A dragon claw stretched out from the loess and dragged the general who was punching into the fog of the wilderness.
This sword technique was not directed at him, but he blocked the way of the dragon in the sword technique.
Then, he was never seen again.
Only a trace of bright red blood seemed to emerge from the black blood in the sky.
After that, it disappeared again.
He didn't even have time to introduce himself, and Tang Zhao didn't have time to ask him where did he get such confidence, and why did he say that Kunjian was "my sword"? Anyway, this big man who appeared like thunder and left like a fallen leaf was swept away by a strong wind, and was just swallowed up by Long Zhan Yuye.
What does it matter whether he was a Shangzhuguo or a general during his lifetime?
Tang Zhao swung out his sword, holding the sword motionless. The black and yellow colors in all directions seemed to be his aura, surrounding him with teeth and claws. At this moment, the young man's figure was like a god and demon.
However, only he knows his hardship.
This is completely different from when he planned to hold the D Valley Sword.
When he wants to hold other swords, the burden may be big or small, and some may lose all strength after holding it for a moment. But once he holds the sword, the sword is under his control. Regardless of the sword technique or swordsmanship, he can use it as he wishes. Which. Those were his swords, if only temporarily.
But the moment he got the Kun Sword, he already noticed the difference - the sword allowed him to hold it, but it didn't listen to him. He can swing the sword and make any action he likes, but at the moment of swinging the sword, the sword technique used is not up to his will. Just like just now, before he could decide which sword technique to use to counterattack, the sword had already chosen the powerful dragon to fight in the wild. If he wanted to release a shot of ice, he would still let the dragon fight in the wild in the end.
Rather than saying that he got a sword when he just held the sword, it would be better to say that the sword got a walking stick.
This reminded him of the Haizhi Sword, that sword of power also had its own will. When Tang Zhao holds the sword, he will even be affected by his emotions. But at that time his will was also useful to the sword. His will was the main one and the sword's will was the supplementary one. Here, it is the sword's will that dominates, and his will... is a parallel line.
Not to mention the physical and mental pressure that is almost as heavy as a mountain.
Could it be said that this sword is also a sword of power? Is it because Tang Zhao couldn't meet Quan Jian's conditions, so he couldn't mobilize Quan Jian?
Or... is the level of this sword too high, and it can't be fully controlled even with glasses?
Tang Zhao never thought about holding the sword completely. He just wanted to stop and solve this inexplicable disaster.
Because the burden is too serious, he doesn't have much time and doesn't have many means at his disposal.
The combination of willpower is not enough, so I have to speak out.
"Mr. Kunjian, please stop all this and take a rest."
As Tang Zhao spoke, he adjusted his posture, slowly withdrew the sword, and made a movement of sheathing it back.
There seems to be a scabbard in the void, and the edge of the sword is extinguished little by little as it gets closer.
It seems that the sword gave him face.
While doing the movements, he kept calm and kept his mood relaxed. Although the communication was only one-sided, he always felt that his own calm could soothe Jian's emotions.
It seemed to be effective. Gradually, he felt that the burden was reducing, his body slowly stood upright, and his spirit became relaxed.
This should be because the sword no longer wastes swordsmanship.
When he held the sword, those earth-shaking sword skills and sword skills continued to consume his strength. He had to bear some share of the consumption for each sword skill. When the sword skills were extinguished one by one, it was like an old water tank with a hole in it. Once blocked, the rate of decline of the water surface slowed down. By the end there was even the comfort of being completely still.
When the mountains and rivers gradually calmed down, the islands gradually stabilized, and the surrounding loess and mysterious blood gradually dissipated, Tang Zhao finally calmed down this powerful and exciting sword. It was no longer angry, and gently withdrew the emotions that could suppress the people, like a baby crying loudly. After shouting, he was coaxed gently and gradually fell asleep peacefully.
After a while, it should return to Jianzhou and the way of kendo, right? But before that, he tried to shrink Jianzhou Island, the sea water reappeared, and the flowers and plants were left to their own devices...
"Ahhhhh-"
A scream came, and a familiar figure flew from the sky.
Kun Jian, who had just calmed down, moved slightly, and a high wall was erected out of thin air underground. The figure was hit by the high wall and fell straight down, and there was another scream.
Tang Zhao hurriedly comforted Kun Jian and shouted: "This is a friend, there is no danger. Relax -"
Gangqi catches!
Tang Zhao restrained the blazing heat in the Gang Qi, turned it into a claw without edges, picked up Wang Fei from below, pulled him to his side, and said, "What are you playing with?"
Wang Fei was still in shock and said: "Ah, I actually came up. As expected of the Cloud Hero, I have so much strength." Seeing that Tang Zhao was still staring at him, he said embarrassedly: "I'm here to help you. I'm afraid of you. I'm going to die. It doesn't seem necessary, so I'll go back."
Tang Zhao said: "Wait a minute - look, are there many people looking at me?"
Wang Fei looked down and saw that Jianzhou Island had calmed down at this time, the land was no longer rioting, and the sword was no longer suppressed by higher beings.
In other words, the power to suppress everyone and prevent them from taking any action has disappeared.
Although everyone was in shock after a big change and had not regained their fighting spirit for a while, it was only a matter of time. After all, there is a mixed bag of fish and dragons on the island, and there are many people with ulterior motives and weapons.
Even now, there might be someone ready to make a move.
Where did that man in golden armor come from?
How many others covet Kun Sword like him?
After mastering the Kun Sword, Tang Zhao was already forgotten by everyone. If he holds the sword and kills without hesitation, he may be able to ignore everyone and break out of the siege, but that is not his purpose. He just wanted to return the sword to Jianzhou.
"Oh, are you afraid that someone will covet the Kun Sword?" Wang Fei stabilized his body and said with a smile, "It's really outrageous. This sword is obviously yours, what's the point of taking it by force? It's impossible for the fairy sword to recognize them. "
Tang Zhao explained: "Kun Sword is not mine, and it does not recognize me. I am only holding this sword temporarily. Maybe it will go berserk again the next moment. In order to avoid long nights and dreams, I plan to let the sword return naturally. But although Jianzhou It's quieted down, but not back to normal. I need a moment."
Tang Zhao did not have the strength to master this sword, nor was he qualified to master this sword, nor did he need to master this sword.
It would be enough to send away the sword, remove the danger of overturning, let the battlefield go and let the two sides continue to fight, and decide the winner. He would find his senior brother and bring his friends to a safe place.
As for the sword, he can forge it himself in the future. Although it is not as powerful as Kun Jian, it has a bright future. He has the ambition to surpass Kun Jian in the future. Kun Jian may meet the swordsman in the future, but it's not him. They just have this fate.
Wang Fei understood what he meant and said with a smile: "So when you restore Jianzhou, you want me to block those annoying sights for you? Okay!" He pulled out the sword from behind and placed it in front of him. At this time, the suppression was gone, and he It can also use sword control, so it is not difficult to stay in the air.
With Qingfeng in hand, Wang Fei pointed around and said loudly: "You all have listened, I am here to guard this sword. The moment the sword is here, I will guard it here. If anyone wants to take action, just come to me. , step over me and cause trouble for him again!"
As soon as this statement came out, there was a stir in all directions, and the situation immediately changed!
In terms of strength, Wang Fei is just a swordsman, so he is really not strong. At least in Jianzhou where swordsmen and swordsmen are concentrated, he is not qualified to make such bold statements.
However, he is the most qualified person to speak out. Because his identity is there. One of the several parties present in the melee is his force, and the local host is also his ally. uuReading He does not need to issue an explicit order. As long as he stands in the air with his sword, he has already made his attitude clear. Everyone in the Snow Mountain Palace below will follow him and turn the sword.
Sure enough, the Snow Mountain King's army, headed by General Mei and General Yulong, stepped forward at the same time and stared with swords in hand to see if there were any daring people who really planned to step over the crown prince?
Seeing this scene, Beichen shook his head slightly and didn't care. He stretched out his finger and the North Star flashed again, giving orders to all the disciples who were freed from the suppression of Kunjian:
"No need to worry about Kun Sword, wipe out the remaining evildoers and appease the venue!"
Long Yuan's disciple obeyed the order, but he drew his sword and looked around, not knowing where the enemy was. At this time, Jianzhou is as big as a continent. The mountains are high and the water is far away. Who can see the enemy?
Fortunately, under Tang Zhao's guidance, the land gradually recovered and shrank, and the black sesame-sized figures in the distance got closer and closer. Once it recovered to the point where the two sides could see each other's faces, the battle would break out again.
Beichen's eyes returned to the men in black armor who were trapped by the seven-star formation, and he wondered in his heart: "These thieves seem to be the Xuanjia Army back then. Who was the one in gold armor just now? Since the Xuanjia Army was dispatched, could it be said that the turtle bandits are going to Are we all out in force?"
"Shangzhu Kingdom lost news, and several other soldiers sent back critical signals. But they were unable to send complete signals, so the situation is unclear. Your Highness, are you..."
The white-clothed young master quietly listened to the captain's reply, and suddenly smiled and said: "I see something unexpected. The Shangzhu country is full of dangers, and the enemy is terrifyingly strong. This is a bad start. But - I, the great Wei Dynasty, have been dormant for many years. In order to make a comeback, how could it be silently stillborn without even seeing the shadow of the enemy?"
"Adjust the plan to me. Mobilize the spiritual cannon, and launch a lark cannon first! The army will form behind and wait for the spiritual cannon to clear a path before marching."
