Chapter 117 The Sword of the King

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Rock was dumbfounded. He could not move and could not attack.

You can't just go up and chop it without asking anything!

They are just corpses, lying there motionless says everything.

Just admitting that you are better than him, what more?

You have to admit defeat, you are not as good as others, you are willing to be inferior, just lie down and go to the head office!

Yan Yan wants to learn some skills from her, but she won't play with you anymore.

You don’t necessarily have to force them to jump up and play around.

That would be so unkind.

After all, it's just a bunch of corpses.

They can jump up and fuck you.

What's the point of messing with them?

Don’t you know how to accept it when it’s good?

It's really a bit embarrassing to pinch my nose and make it look like it's suffocating.

They attacked you openly and openly, and stopped playing with you openly. What can you do?

Kill people to vent your anger, they are just corpses, kill them for nothing!

Clearly shameless, perhaps this is the essence of the Secret Sword.

Shamelessness makes you invincible.

It depends on whether you can understand it and whether you want to use it.

As for being a gentleman or a villain, that’s just a fart.

What's the point of being a gentleman and a villain if he kills people? Those who can kill people are good things. This is the point.

The rock looked left and right, ignoring him, just do whatever you want.

Quietly.

With a long sigh, I had no choice but to leave.

"Draw the sword"

After walking a few steps through this area, someone blocked the way.

A middle-aged man in rich clothes, although he has existed as a corpse for so many years.

But that outfit was extremely elegant, and you could tell at a glance that it was no ordinary treasure. After all these years, it was still as magnificent as if it had just been put on.

The stone sword passed through his abdomen. At this moment, he was holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, pinching his waist with the other, raising his chin and lighting it on the rock, extremely arrogant.

That's it, he still doesn't seem to make the first move.

The rock shook the shuriken, which meant that this was all I had.

Let me see how your sword is doing. Is it time to draw your sword?

"It's not this sword. I feel it. Draw it!"

The middle-aged man looked impatient and actually didn't want to look at him.

Swinging his gorgeous robe, he looked sideways at the rock.

There is no doubt that what he is competing against is not the sword in Rock's hand.

As for the person, it was not the one he wanted.

dislike!

This is what Yan Shi saw, and he was actually disgusted.

Looking at him with that contemptuous look made him angry.

It goes without saying what kind of sword there is.

But can the rock be pulled out?

No way!

He didn't dare to pull it out!

"It's just a sword. What sword can't kill people? The key is the person who uses the sword."

The rock shook the sword in his hand, and Ichigo really didn't want to pull out the sword.

Secondly, as he said, if a sword can't kill people, then it doesn't matter who uses the sword!

As long as you are strong, it doesn't matter what sword you use.

The man is alive, the sword is dead.

The sword only becomes alive when it is used by others.

"What sword can't kill is the man who uses the sword!"

The middle-aged man held the stone sword in his hand, lowered his head and murmured to himself, as if he had never heard such a statement before, and the two words of the rock touched the real thing in his heart.

Proud people are used to being aloof.

When have you ever heard such simple and unpretentious words?

"A man who uses a sword!...Haha!...I only understand it today."

bass

The middle-aged man pulled out his stone sword and pointed it at the rock.

It looked like he was about to draw a sword, but there was no trace of sword light.

It's clearly a symbol.

The sword has been drawn, move forward indomitably.

But the stone swords turned into stone chips and fell down one after another. Even people were flying, and they turned into dust and mud.

The middle-aged man looked at the rock with eyes that were full of admiration, as if he was voluntarily turning into dust.

Once you understand it, it can pass away.

Wow!

The stone sword in this area suddenly trembled violently, causing a huge battle, as if saying goodbye to the middle-aged man.

Rock bowed and thanked the middle-aged man. Although there was no exchange of words, it was obvious that he recognized that what he said was correct. It was considered a kind of fate!

Show respect to the strong!

In the following areas, there are fewer and fewer corpses seen, which also shows that the people here are getting stronger and stronger.

Here, there are all kinds of sword techniques.

But no matter how hard he drew his sword, he could really feel the presence of the sword on his body.

Rock is also becoming more and more afraid to draw his sword. Just how strong the owner of the divine sword is can be seen here.

This is an area with different swords and different methods. The corpses that appear here are a bit special. Although they still use swords, they are very different.

The two-handed swords are very different. One is long and the other is short. There are two long swords of the same length and two short swords of the same length.

There is also a combination of a long sword and countless small swords, and even some strange-shaped swords, which can be said to be alien swords.

But overall, it's a weird and hard-to-prevent move.

When we got here, Yan Yan had a hearty fight. Although the sword took a different approach and found another way, they were all killing skills. It made Yan Yan see a lot, and his eyes were brightened. He didn't expect that the sword could be used like this.

As I said just now, swords are for people to use, and killing people depends on the person using them.

No matter what kind of sword it is, long or short, orthodox or alien, it is something that kills people.

Since it is for killing people, as long as you swing the sword, no matter what kind of sword is in your hand, whether it is long or short, a sword that can kill people is a useful sword.

Otherwise, it's just a piece of junk.

Shi Yan was even a little disgusted by the magic sword in his hand at this moment. It was so mysterious and he couldn't use it, and he even didn't dare to use it. It was really a burden to keep such a thing around.

Just an out-and-out waste.

He has the reputation of being a divine sword, but he can't use it.

What is the use of such a sword?

Besides, there are some special things that are actually harmful to oneself.

A sword like this is worse than trash!

I wish I could throw it away right now.

This kind of sword is not as good as an ordinary iron sword. You can use it whenever you want, how you want to use it, how good it is.

Bang

The Excalibur was thrown to the ground by the rock, and I really didn't want it anymore.

Since it's a threat to me, but it's not helpful, or it does more harm than good, there's no use keeping it.

Throw it away, out of sight, out of mind, save it and be reluctant to part with it. In the end, you will still suffer the consequences. Now you have thrown away a hundred things.

Let it gather dust in this place!

Let it wait for its so-called destined person.

boom

The entire Yanqi Mountain was trembling.

At the moment when the divine sword fell to the ground.

All the stone swords were shaking violently, and one could feel their fear, as if they were about to kneel down and kowtow.

King's Sword

Only it is the king of swords, but Rock doesn't want it and can't use it for himself.

It’s still a scourge, so what’s left to do?

He is not that stupid to harm himself.

"Draw the sword"

There was a feeble sound, and four people appeared around the rock.

They are actually four people of good fortune, wealth, longevity and joy.

But these four people are just corpses. The key is that they are not as good as the corpses next to them.

What's the use of blocking the rock with that dull look? If it were four people in the boat, the rock wouldn't dare to do anything, so maybe he could only cooperate honestly.

But at this moment, I'm really not afraid of them.

I think the person who was planning every step of the way didn't expect that the four of them would not be able to come.

Rock was also secretly happy, fortunate to have killed four guys, otherwise the four of them had merged with the bodies of corpses, and maybe everything would not be what it is now.

I really want to put a sword on my neck to force myself to draw the sword.

fine.

Fortunately, we had killed them long ago, otherwise the trouble would have started right now.

"roll"

The rock didn't have a good impression of them. Now, just raise your sword and chop it. It's just a corpse anyway. Let's destroy the corpse and eliminate the traces.

Even if it is like this, I don't want them to continue to exist, and I am worried that something will happen to them.

That wouldn't be fun.

Although the four people were unconscious, their instinctive reactions were still there.

The people who arrive here are definitely rare and strong.

Even without a sword in his hand, he is still ridiculously strong.

The four people cooperated tacitly around the rock, advancing and retreating in a controlled manner.

For a while it was difficult for the rock to escape.

As time goes by, there is a tendency to gradually gain the upper hand.

This shocked Rock's heart.

Are these four guys so powerful?

It was just an instinctive reaction, leaving me unable to fight back.

Fortunately among misfortunes.

The souls of the four of them have been extinguished, and fighting alone with their physical bodies is so terrifying.

You can imagine how powerful he was during his lifetime.

Why!

Rock sighed and stopped playing.

This mediocre style of play just doesn't suit me.

Slowly turning the situation around, he suddenly exerted force and violently slashed out his sword again from his hand.

After a click, the corpses of the four people could not escape such indiscriminate hacking, and they were about to turn into four piles of soil.

It is impossible to rise up and cause trouble again.

"Only when you draw your sword can you go to the rooftop, where the Lord belongs..."

Fu Yin, who was only half-faced, finally seemed to know that he was going to die, so he said this sentence, but it was unclear.

I only said this after holding it in until it was almost gone.

It doesn't matter if you cut the rock with a sword, or if you don't cut it.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

It's like killing one's own relatives for the sake of justice. I have to cut these four guys into lumps before I stop. This is good, even if I ask, there is nothing I can do.

"Ka-ka, ka-da!"

The half-faced Fuyin really wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything, and the whole thing collapsed like a clod of soil.

Why!

The rocks rub against the teeth.

Is it swollen? It's a little bit, from being beaten by myself.

Regret it!

To draw the sword or not to draw it?

The rock was dumbfounded. There was still some distance to the top of the mountain and I couldn't see anything there.

Why do you care so much?

Go up and have a look. It's not easy to come back.

But I am also mentally prepared.

Even the divine sword was picked out and must be fully prepared.

It seems that it needs to be used and cannot be thrown away.

Let's go!

At this point, it seems a little unwilling!

Then go up even if you don't pull it out.

If you step up the mountain on a rock, you don’t believe in this evil.

One step, two steps, dozens of steps passed, there is no problem at all.

To scare people?

Rock is suspicious.



The black shadow shook, and a giant hand fell from the sky, grabbing the rock in an instant, too fast to react.

If you hold it in one hand, it will definitely burst.

Fortunately, the rock was prepared, and he had the divine sword in his hand. He did not hesitate and tried hard to pull it out. It was a matter of life and death.

Sonorous

Just an inch.

Then everything is different.

Sword chant

hand pause

Throw the rock out with your backhand, as if to vent your anger. Who told you to draw your sword just now?

The rock was frightened, but there was no resistance.

He was thrown to the ground, looked around, and actually reached the top of the mountain.

Yi Gulu got up and looked around to see if there was anything good.

A stone platform half a man's height and nothing else.