thump!
thump!
thump!
Zhong Wen's heartbeat had never been so exaggerated as it was at this moment. In one breath, it seemed to beat hundreds or thousands of times.
The scene in front of me seemed to be suddenly slowed down countless times, as if it had stopped.
Death is so close.
Zhong Wen could even vaguely see a river, and there seemed to be an old woman waving to him slowly on the other side of the river.
Come on, kid!
Come here quickly!
The last time he felt this way was when Lan Xing faced Lin Bei and was sucked into a mummy by the other party using the Netherworld Naxuan Technique.
Tie Wudi's sword made it impossible to dodge or escape, which made people feel hopeless involuntarily.
"My lord!"
As if sensing his embarrassment, Wangchuan Bird's eyes narrowed, and his whole body instantly flashed with a dazzling aqua light, stimulating the power of heaven to the extreme.
Zhong Wen's whole body flashed with blue light, and his whole body "swiftly" disappeared on the spot.
"puff!"
However, within half a breath, his figure reappeared high in the sky. A long sword mark dragged from his shoulder to his wrist. His entire left arm was completely cut open, and his muscles and bones were all exposed. There was nothing left, and the blood spattered down like raindrops. If it weren't for the Dao Yun Golden Body to protect him, his outer arm would almost completely separate from his body in just one move.
At this time, Zhong Wen's face was covered with sweat, his face was as pale as paper, and his body was shaky, as if he was about to fall from the sky at any time. His miserable state was simply difficult to describe in words.
Tie Wudi's sword can actually break through the power of space. The mystery of the sword's intention has reached an incredible level, completely beyond the understanding of everyone present.
Is this the best sword in the world?
Tie Wudi is truly worthy of the word "invincible".
The expressions on the faces of Zhong Wen, Bai Xing, Hei Huafei and others were extremely grim. Under Tie Wudi's powerful pressure, the three of them deeply realized what "despair" meant.
"Your defensive skills are really amazing."
Just listen to Tie Wudi say calmly, "If it were anyone else, even if they were in the Chaos Realm, their arm would have been broken by this sword strike."
The tone of his words was always so calm and calm, as if he was chatting with an old friend he had known for many years, without the slightest hint of hostility or murderous intent.
"Mild praise, ridiculous praise."
Zhong Wen grinned, showing a smile that was uglier than crying. He swayed his arm slightly and accidentally touched the wound. He bared his teeth for a moment and couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.
The white light of hell fell on him again and again, but the two sword marks on his chest and arms were still bloody and showed no signs of healing.
What a bad luck for grandma!
This old man is simply inhuman!
After all, I still underestimated the world!
With a sad face, he took out a black "mud ball" from his pocket with his right hand that could still move, and stuffed it into his mouth with a face full of reluctance. Then he frowned deeply and felt an indescribable fishy smell. When I hit my head, my stomach was churning, and I almost spit out my breakfast. My facial features were squeezed into a ball, as if I had eaten rice fields, and my expression was very thought-provoking.
Did he lose his mind after being hacked by Tie Wudi, give up on himself, and start eating shit?
By the way, this kid has to carry a bunch of shit with him when he goes out?
Heihua Fei glanced at Zhong Wen, and such a ridiculous idea appeared in his mind unconsciously.
But the next second, he suddenly had a look of shock on his face, watching helplessly as the sword wounds on Zhong Wen's arms and chest healed rapidly. However, they were back to the original state in just a few breaths. There were no traces of injuries left?
Damn it!
What kind of creature's shit is this?
Is it actually so effective?
Heihua Fat has a big mouth and a round chin that trembles, making him feel like his three views have been subverted.
If when I was about to die, I came across a piece of shit that could save my life, should I eat it or not?
Then, the philosopher's soul in him suddenly woke up and started to think about this problem seriously.
"What a magical elixir."
Tie Wudi stared at Zhong Wen's healed arms and chest, and said in wonder, "If I guess correctly, the treatment should be able to continue within a certain period of time, right? It's amazing!"
"Shuan Q."
Zhong Wen chuckled and said, "This medicine is not cheap."
"The power of your defensive spiritual skills is really beyond imagination. Even if you are classified as a god, it is not an exaggeration."
Tie Wudi raised his sword again and said word by word, "There are only five fingers in the entire original land who are qualified for me to use the Nine Swords of Daotian. Now it seems that there will be one more person."
"Whoever wants such a qualification can take it."
Zhong Wen secretly screamed something bad, but the smile on his face became brighter, "I don't care."
"Although your Daotian Nine Swords are perfect, they still lack a trace of your own unique swordsmanship."
Tie Wudi ignored him and just said to himself, "In my opinion, he is not a true swordsman."
"I'm not a swordsman in the first place." Zhong Wen replied very bachelorly.
"I'll let you see it today."
Tie Wudi's expression condensed, and suddenly there was a strange feeling in his expression, "In the hands of a real sword cultivator, what kind of power should this Nine Heavenly Swords have?"
This feeling is called piety.
A sword cultivator, devoted to the sword!
"The first form of Daotian."
Immediately afterwards, he thrust his sword straight and softly uttered a few words, "Unknown Heaven and Earth!"
This is the first time Tie Wudi has used spiritual skills to fight against an enemy in countless years.
As soon as the sword was released, dazzling sword light burst out from the blade, instantly covering the entire world.
The grace of this sword cannot be described in any words.
The brilliance of this sword overshadowed the brightest stars in the sky.
When this sword was released, everyone's eyes were attracted by the light of the sword, and they could no longer look away.
The moment he saw this sword, Zhong Wen suddenly felt that this was the real Nine Swords of Daotian, and this was the real nameless world.
What I have cultivated is nothing more than an empty shell, a flower shelf.
And he also knew that no matter what, he would never be able to take on this sword. Even if he cultivated the Daoyun Golden Body to a perfect state, he would not be able to compete with this terrifying sword intent.
No one can resist this sword.
Not even the realm of chaos.
The moment Tie Wudi drew his sword, Zhong Wen seemed to have seen the scene on the other side and foresaw his own fall.
There is no doubt about victory or defeat.
"Zhong Wen!"
"My lord!"
"Brother Chef!"
"Brother!"
"Little brother!"
…
At this moment, countless anxious eyes were focused on Tie Wudi and Zhong Wen.
Shiyu, Baixing, Shen Xiaowan, Tulong, Leiting, Fatty, Bai Ling...
Anyone who has some friendship with Zhong Wen wants to rush forward to help him, but this sword light seems to have some kind of repelling and confining power, making people far away unable to approach, while those close to him cannot move. No choice but to watch Zhong Wen in a desperate situation, unable to react at all.
At this moment of no life, Zhong Wen's brain suddenly started to work rapidly, and every cell in his body began to tremble violently. Everything in front of him suddenly became extremely slow, and even time seemed to have stopped flowing.
Several times in the past, when he was in desperate situations, this feeling would suddenly appear, saving him from fire and water with his unparalleled calculation power and extraordinary calm judgment.
He knew that this was the demonic body's instinct to protect its master.
So what if the calculation is clear?
In the face of absolute power, all plans are nothing more than clouds.
Zhong Wen gave a wry smile. For the first time, he felt that his special physique was useless. It could not have the final say in front of a truly strong man. It was far less effective than powerful physiques such as the Samsara Body, the Eye of God, and the Coiling Dragon Body. .
This, this is!
However, the next moment, his pupils suddenly shrank sharply, and an incredible light emitted from his eyes.
In sight, Tie Wudi's move Wuming Tiandi seemed to be broken down into countless decomposition movements, just like a slow-motion version of the teaching video. Even every trace of the sword's intention was so clear, so clear, There are no more secrets.
Even the most patient teacher cannot teach more nuanced, concise and understandable things.
Zhong Wenwen had practiced the Daotian Nine Swords for a long time. When these movements fell into his eyes, they corroborated with what he had learned in his mind, giving him a feeling of enlightenment and enlightenment.
I see!
This is the real nameless world!
This is the real sword cultivator!
Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful beyond words!
At this moment, his eyes shone brightly, and countless rays of shocking determination erupted all over his body. He suddenly had a new understanding of the spiritual skill created by Tie Wudi and the words "real sword cultivator" mentioned by the old man. .
"The first form of Daotian."
Then, he suddenly raised his sword and stabbed forward slowly, shouting softly, "Unknown Heaven and Earth!"
An equally bright dazzling white light spurted out from the sword blade and enveloped the world.
If you are careful, you will be surprised to find that his sword-drawing posture, movements, momentum, and even his eyes are exactly the same as Tie Wudi.
