Sun Lingzhi, Yang Yuer, Huang Yueyue and others all advised Liu Wei'an not to go and to think twice before acting. The "Ping An Army" advocated going. The owner of the bamboo sword had caused too much harm to the "Ping An Army" and would not retaliate against the enemy. Gentleman, White Madman and Elephant are representatives of the main war faction.
Several people headed by Zeng Huaicai expressed their opposition. If Liu Wei'an does not fight an uncertain battle, Liu Wei'an's progress will be faster than that of the master of the bamboo sword in less than 10 years. At that time, taking action was a sure thing, but taking action now would be too risky. Not only should he not take action, but he would have to worry about a sudden attack by the owner of the bamboo sword.
Bai Ling talked to Liu Wei'an alone. In her heart, she didn't want Liu Wei'an to go, but she knew that since Liu Wei'an had this idea, he had to go, otherwise he would become a demon. Her opinion was to be fully prepared. All the masters of the "Ping An Army" are out for revenge this time, not a competition in the ring, and there is no need to talk about moral principles.
While the "Ping An Army" was still discussing how many people should go and who should go, Liu Wei'an had disappeared.
The drinking river, of course, is now empty of water.
Liu Wei'an walked along the river bank from the lower reaches to the upper reaches. The air here is fresh, without a trace of rancid smell. The soil is the original color of Mars, without the color of blood, and is dotted with green. If you don't look at the dried up river bottom , would be mistaken for the Earth, but this is indeed Mars.
Drinking water river is not a secret place, but it can become a pure land without being polluted by zombies, thanks to one person, the owner of the bamboo sword, Li Yinxiu, a god-like man.
The Drinking Water River is not long. It took Liu Wei'an two hours to walk from the lower reaches to the upper reaches. He did not rush or slow down, keeping his breathing at a certain rhythm. He looked at the Drinking Water River and its surroundings casually, like a scholar on a spring outing. The breeze blew slowly. , he suddenly stopped, he saw a sword, a bamboo sword.
The bamboo sword was stuck at the bottom of the drinking water river. It had no edge and was more like a stick. The handle was thick with pulp and slightly yellowed after being held for a long time.
When Liu Wei'an saw the bamboo sword, the bamboo sword also saw him. This was a very strange feeling. The bamboo sword was given life, feelings and thoughts the moment his eyes fell on it. He stood on the river bank with the bamboo sword stuck in the bottom of the river, but the bamboo sword looked at him with admiration.
"You're here!" Zhujian couldn't speak, but a voice rang out from the bottom of Liu Wei'an's heart.
"I'm here!" Liu Wei'an replied. This was nonsense, but he answered seriously.
"The recovery of Mars has just begun. When the taste is far mature, theoretically, it is impossible to give birth to someone of your level." Zhu Jian said.
"Life is a miracle!" Liu Wei'an said.
"Life and death are both miracles!" Zhu Jian said.
"In that case, why don't you die?" Liu Wei'an asked.
"Of course I want to try death, but I haven't finished experiencing life yet." Zhu Jian said.
"I can't understand your thoughts, I just want to live." Liu Wei'an said.
"But you chose a dead end." Zhu Jian said.
"Every road I have walked is a way to survive." Liu Wei'an said.
"Then you will stop here!" Zhu Jian said.
"Before, you wielded your sword from afar, and I took advantage of you. Now that we are face to face, I want to know if your sword can kill me." Liu Wei'an said.
"You have to think clearly. Once you try it, you will have no chance of regret." Zhu Jian said.
"Don't you really want to kill me?" Liu Wei'an was surprised.
"I don't want to kill you, someone wants to kill you." Zhu Jian said.
"What's the difference?" Liu Wei'an asked.
"Killing also depends on the timing." Zhu Jian said.
"Then I'm not here at the right time?" Liu Wei'an said.
"Water has no normal state!" Zhu Jian said.
"There is no water in the drinking water river." Liu Wei'an said.
"Do you believe your eyes or your heart?" Zhu Jian asked.
"My eyes and my heart are together." Liu Wei'an said.
"Why deceive yourself and others?" Zhu Jian said.
Liu Wei'an closed his eyes, and the sound of turbulent water suddenly came from the Drinking Water River, as if the water was swollen by a heavy rain. The river had filled up the embankment and flowed to his feet. The slightly cold touch was so clear and real that he restrained himself from lifting his head. At the thought of getting up, wisps of black mist poured out of his body.
"If you don't believe in yourself, how can you make others believe in you?" Zhu Jian said.
"It's strange that you were injured." Liu Wei'an said.
"Why can't I get hurt?" Zhu Jian said bluntly.
"It couldn't be that I injured you last time and you haven't recovered yet, right?" Liu Wei'an said. "No, the person who hurt me was a very interesting creature." Zhu Jian said.
"Then I came at the right time." Liu Wei'an said. Masters have a special sense of crisis. When dealing with the owner of the bamboo sword, he was not only forced by the situation, but also had a premonition welling up in his heart. So, when he came, he unexpectedly found that The owner of the bamboo sword was actually injured. This is definitely great news.
"Blessings lie where misfortune lies, misfortunes lie where blessings rely on." Zhu Jian said.
"If you really think that way, you won't use mind-attacking techniques." Liu Wei'an was completely shrouded in black mist. Sparks and electric lights suddenly appeared on the surface of the black mist, making crackling explosions. Above the sky, A dark cloud quickly gathered.
"What is attack?" Zhu Jian asked.
"Thank you, you taught me a trick." Liu Wei'an said. According to tradition, the higher the level of people, the more they pay attention to their status and can use traditional methods, and they will not use heresy. However, the owner of the bamboo sword did not Speaking of this, any method that can deal with the enemy is a good method for him.
"I haven't drawn my sword yet!" Zhu Jian said.
"Do you still dare to draw your sword?" Liu Wei'an asked.
"Is there anything in this world that can prevent me from drawing my sword?" The owner of the bamboo sword said this with a majestic and domineering voice.
"Please enlighten me!" Liu Wei'an opened his eyes, and two rays of light shot out. In an instant, the fog dispersed, and the bamboo sword flew up from the bottom of the river and stabbed lightly.
"You shouldn't have drawn the sword!" Liu Wei'an laughed, stepped forward, and punched the bamboo sword.
"Soul Soul!"
The ancient and mysterious power overflowed, the heaven and the earth were stagnant, and something strange happened. Everything was still, including the air, but the bamboo sword was moving, very slowly, and there was a sharp contrast between stillness and movement. Also moving was Liu Wei'an's fist.
Buzz——
The fist and the tip of the sword collided, and time seemed to stand still at this moment. The next moment, the void collapsed, and ripples rippled in circles, wiping out everything in its path. The black mist outside Liu Wei'an dissipated, revealing his body. Liu Wei'an Step back, one step, two steps, three steps, stop, a drop of blood drips from the fist to the ground.
boom--
The Milky Way water broke apart inch by inch and disappeared on the surface. A faint yellow light flashed, and the bamboo sword stabbed Liu Wei'an between the eyebrows, extremely fast!
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