Gray stone chips are scattered as the sword blade slashes, and the blade is constantly broken and re-condensed again and again, which makes people think of the ancient oriental word "indomitable".
Her breathing gradually became faster, and the sweat on her forehead stuck to her hair. Heshia once again avoided the huge palm that was rapidly slapping down. At the same time, she kicked on the green and red arm, and her body flew back. The sword blade drew a crescent-like arc of light in the air, directly cutting off the already mutilated golden-red ribbon.
After that, the golden color covering the god's body seemed to gradually dim, returning to a dull earthy color. At the same time, Heshia leapt forward again, the long sword in her hand and her body turning together, and the flying hair and skirt formed a brief and dull shape in the air. Gorgeous swirly circles.
Zhi——
The long sword was inserted into the huge bronze eyeball, exploding with lightning and debris. He abandoned the long sword, and then Heshia retreated quickly, and the huge god general slowly fell down like a rotten rock. It was hit hard on the ground, paralyzed and damaged.
In this case, it should be enough. Even with the AI provided by the academy, you still need to show enough strength to convince the other party. Otherwise, it will be like a child trying to get rich while an adult only takes advantage and doesn't care what you think. .
She was floating quietly in the air, holding a sword in one hand, the sword hanging down along the snow-white sleeves, looking at the silent masked man below.
"Hehe...hehehe...hahahaha, are you laughing at me!?" He pressed his forehead with one hand, his voice was distorted, and then he gritted his teeth.
If the girl in front of him had prayed in a coquettish and weak way, he might have relented, but she was so stubborn that Gu Qianlou felt that he had lost all face, as if his behavior all along was as ridiculous as a clown.
Look, Gu Yongrong's daughter, only 20 years after she left, can easily and freely destroy the things you are proud of. What is the meaning of all these years of hard work and hard work back then? , not only ruined the reputation of Jilou City, but what's the value of bringing my sister into it?
There is no better way to kill someone than to kill one's heart. Perhaps Hesia just wants Gu Qianlou to realize that the status quo can no longer continue, but what she doesn't know is that not everyone is so easy to accept other people's suggestions, and among some stubborn and conservative people, From a human perspective, this is a challenge to his authority, overthrowing everything he does, and extremely humiliating.
"Very good, you want to prove that you are right, right? Then I will make it happen for you." He no longer watched the battle where he was, but jumped straight up, his large black robe dancing rapidly in the air, and then the golden mask appeared. The sleeves instantly changed into a flaming red.
The red sword light was suddenly pulled out from the scabbard and connected with Heshia in the sky. The magic power bursting out of the crimson blade directly knocked the girl away, and the heat contained in it spread like fire poison, making Heshia. Shia felt suffocated.
And just when the blue light in her eyes flowed and the burning heat on her body was extinguished in an instant, Gu Qianlou, who was suddenly chasing from the opposite side, changed again. The fiery red mask turned into a yellow background with white stripes, and the long sword in his hand was also released. Flying out, complex magic patterns were formed in the sky.
In the complex pattern of bright yellow like a circuit board, the long sword is suspended in the middle, and layers of light spots continue to converge on the sword body, forming layers of special effects.
Penetrate·Split Gold·Penetrate Demon·Extreme Speed
"The Secret of Jilou·Instant Killing Formation!"
Like a bright yellow laser suddenly lighting up, the sword blade instantly pierced out, almost reaching the limit of vision, directly piercing Hesia in the air.
Looking at the blood-stained girl falling from the sky, everyone present opened their mouths. It seemed that there were many things they wanted to say, but they had no way to speak at the moment. Both the sword guard faction and the general faction felt a little cold and sad.
In any case, that girl is also Gu Yongrong's daughter, the closest person to Gu Qianlou at present, and one of the hopes for the future of Jielou City. If she falls like this.
The golden sword blade penetrated Hexia and then turned around again, falling into Gu Qianlou's hands. The mask on his face changed again, turning into a blue color. At this moment, he was also moving quickly, rushing towards the falling girl, as if he wanted to Catch him and capture him.
However, a whirling snow-colored sword light stopped him midway, and Feng Jianxue stood in front of him.
"Ahem..." Hesia was half-kneeling on the ground, covering her right shoulder with a blood-red gash, her body trembling.
After all, Gu Qianlou showed some mercy and did not hit her directly in the middle of the chest.
The sword guard from a distance rushed over to protect the seriously injured girl. At this time, Ge Lianfeng looked around and saw the ancestral hall just around the corner, and suddenly made up his mind.
"Send Your Highness into the ancestral hall. It will be safer there and we can better prepare our defenses."
"Um."
Sword guards surrounded Hessia and supported her before sending her to the ancestral hall that had been dusty for many years. Although its appearance was just an ancient two-story building, the highest standards of protective materials and security measures were used when building it. So it's extremely strong.
Both the divine general and the sword guard are direct descendants of Jielo City. It is easy to open the ancestral hall, but as long as you enter and activate the protective measures, it will not be easy for outsiders to get in.
Half a minute later, Hesia felt that the wound on half of her shoulder was slowly healing. At this time, she relaxed slightly and looked around.
The decoration of the ancestral hall is not gorgeous, it can even be said to be solemn and simple. There are statues standing on both sides of the hall, with a layer of dust falling on them, and the original green and red paint is dull. According to the mythology of these statues, The meaning in it is probably the sun, moon, stars, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and the gods from all directions.
Along the central axis of the hall, there are two magnificent statues of gods, one on the left and one on the right, with their heads touching directly under the roof beams of the hall. In the middle of the two statues, there is a hollow carving of a phoenix, with a pair of phoenixes placed below. When the incense burner is lit, the smoke from the burner curls up, and while surrounding it, you can vaguely see the soaring phoenix.
But the most attractive thing about this hall is the ancient sword lying horizontally behind the incense burner. It is wrapped in a stone-like scabbard, with green silk wrapped around the hilt, and a carving of lotus petals at the end.
No technological artifacts were used in the entire hall, probably in order to maintain the original flavor of the ancient times and give it a feeling of silence and remoteness.
After entering the main hall, everyone became much quieter. Out of respect for their ancestors and inheritance, no one made any noise.
After standing up a little, Heshia looked at the sword lying horizontally in the distance, and seemed to be able to 'hear' a strange melody. It was not a song, but more like the lingering fragrance of some kind of historical precipitation.
Is this the fate that her mother was going to inherit? She shook her head and walked up the steps step by step.
As everyone watched this scene, the already low-pitched conversations suddenly became quiet. They lined up neatly and watched Heshia walk to the end of the steps step by step, until the moon-white wrist crossed the incense burner, and her fingers gently touched the incense burner. Touching the scabbard.
The dust fell one by one, and the scabbard was held in the girl's hand. She held the hilt of the sword, a feeling of intimacy in her blood emerged, and then slowly pulled it out.
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In the open space outside, the battle between Feng Jianxue and Gu Qianlou became increasingly fierce, but Feng Jianxue soon fell into a disadvantage and complained endlessly.
This guy is not normal. He definitely does not have the strength that a normal Sequence 6 should have. He must have used some evil method. He will never admit that his skills are inferior to others. After all, he is also a top student who graduated from a prestigious federal school and has a unique skill passed down from his family. , how could it not be compared to this underground 'indigenous'.
No matter what, I have done my duty, and it seems that the other side will not do anything to the little girl Hexia. If it doesn't work, I can just find helpers to rescue her after a while.
After thinking about this clearly, Feng Jianxue was ready to leave. He was not a rigid and face-conscious person.
"It's not a good time to fight for a long time today, we'll meet again later!" After saying that, his blade flew across a white light, and then his body quickly flew up, leaping like a great owl, rushing into the layers of red flags on the dome, and disappeared without a trace. .
"snort."
After driving away Feng Jianxue, a fly that had come from nowhere, Gu Qianlou rushed straight to the ancestral hall below, smashing the door in front with just one kick, and saw the situation inside the hall.
Hesia slowly pulled out the sword, but the scene inside disappointed everyone present. There was only half of the broken blade behind the hilt, and when the scabbard was turned upside down, several fragments of the blade fell out.
The divine sword that had been passed down from ancient books and secret techniques had long been damaged over the years.
"Do you think we didn't think about revival back then? This is the reality." Gu Qianlou looked at the ancient sword in Hexia's hand with a cold voice.
He had drawn this sword when he was very young, but the result was very disappointing, so he resolutely chose to inherit the secret secret skill from another lineage, and handed over the sword guard lineage to his sister.
"Yes, it's a pity." Hesia leaned down and carefully picked up the fragments one by one.
Seeing that she was still so 'disobedient', Gu Qianlou became angry, swept the sword in his hand, swung away the sword guard beside him, and rushed straight towards the girl in the hall.
Facing Gu Qianlou who was approaching, Hexia closed her eyes slightly and slowly opened her hands. In front of her, the broken blade slowly floated into pieces one by one, suddenly blooming with extremely bright light. Green brilliance.
Countless air currents overflowed from the gap in the broken sword, and the surging and huge magic power directly lifted the statues in the hall, and then the windows and doors shot out with green brilliance.
"This is……"
The powerful wind continued to blow, and the entire ancestral hall was swaying, until finally the frantic airflow inside finally lifted the roof. Among the broken bricks and tiles, the girl with long black hair was alone, her eyes were slightly closed, and she was The fragments of the ancient sword on her side slowly rose together with her, and in everyone's surprised and shocked eyes, the fragments of the blade returned to their correct positions one by one, and were spliced into a complete sword body.
Gu Qianlou tried to get closer to the suspended Hesia in the sky again in the strong wind, but as he approached, the strong wind pressure became stronger and stronger, making him slower and slower.
Until finally, when the gradually complete ancient sword floated above the girl's head, she raised her hands, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, and stroking the mutilated sword body with the other...
The gap in the sword bloomed with a dazzling green light, sweeping across the dim underground. Its bright brilliance illuminated the entire core area, whether it was the two warring parties in the Forbidden City, the residents of the core area, or other places in Jilou City who were nervously guarding People in front of monitors.
In the dazzling light, the parts that had disappeared slowly reappeared, reuniting into a complete divine sword.
Qingluan Crying·Zhuo Mo Sword
When this divine sword slowly emerged from the green brilliance, the shadow of the phoenix soared and danced around it, and its cry echoed throughout the ground.
Finally, the light dissipated, and I saw the girl holding the divine sword in the air. The hilt was wrapped with green silk. The sword body was clear and transparent, like crystal. There was smoke and ink in the transparent sword body, like a dancing phoenix. It was extremely gorgeous. .
This sword is not for killing, but a sacrificial instrument. It symbolizes the inheritance of Qinglian Sword Cleansing Palace, which means to wash away the mundane depravity and make the mind as clear as one.
Holding this sword in hand, Heshia continuously obtains many secret records from the past that have been preserved in it. Whether it is everything on the ancient land of China, the wanderings of entering the Star Sea era, or the sorrow of later generations avoiding wars, they are all one by one. It comes into mind and makes people sigh with emotion at the vicissitudes of time.
The old scenes of the past make people nostalgic, but the train of the times keeps moving forward, and everything has gradually changed. There is no longer a need for knights who travel around the world, there is no longer a need to climb the green mountains alone to gain the recognition of the sect, and there is no longer a need to guard the mountain alone. It takes decades to acquire superior and complete swordsmanship. There are no longer so-called monsters and beasts that need to be suppressed and eliminated by masters, and there are no longer people who regard each other as brothers and sisters and support each other for the sake of so-called factions.
The decline of various sects in the past was not only because the so-called secret techniques were lost, but more importantly, in this galaxy era, the sects of the past were no longer needed and no longer adapted to this complex and changeable era.
Where is the way out...
With a long sigh, Tilan slowly opened her eyes, overlooking the ancient and lonely palace building below. She waved the sword blade in her hand, and the breeze blew in the ground. Dots of bright yellow light emerged from the void. These The magic power condensed by the Ayaka particles is like a bright lamp, floating in the sky, reflecting the dark underground.
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