Chapter 610

Although it is a small step, it is a big step in the cultivation of kendo. When she strides over it, she will leave others far behind.

Sparks in the mind, no longer disappear in the invisible.

Jian Chi's eyes glowed again. She looked at the sword, which was completely red with blood. Her face was calm, not happy or sad.

"Roar!" The Qianlong twisted his neck and looked at the bland sword mania. His cold expression seemed to be laughing at him and his incomparable, showing off his sword.

Although Jian Chi didn't have this idea, it was just like this in Qianlong's eyes.

His eyes almost protruded, blood poured into his brain, making his eyes congested, looking like a demon.

"Kill

With a roar from heaven, he clapped his backhand at Jian Chi.

Poof!

The long sword retreated from his body. He didn't see any action of Jian Chi. He was already outside Zhang Xu.

He still held the bloody sword in his hand and looked straight at the beast like Qianlong.

The scene seems to be fixed. She is just like the person in the painting, which is out of tune with the surrounding chaotic scene. However, because of her station, the painting is much more vivid, less noisy and more peaceful.

This kind of feeling can only be expressed in meaning but not in words.

Ning fan's heart moved and he looked at Jian Chi from a distance. Although the difference between the front and the back of the sword was less than a minute, he felt that Jian Chi seemed to have changed. Her fierce sword spirit completely disappeared, and her whole person was integrated with the environment.

Although the eyes look at her and let her stand there, it gives people the feeling that she doesn't seem to be there. She and her sword became misty.

Ning fan's feeling is not wrong. This is the secret of sword. To return to nature is not only to simplify the sword, but also to simplify people. What is the simplest in the world? What people are used to is the simplest. People are used to breathing air, so the air is very simple.

This is the simplest principle. Therefore, people's feeling has completely changed.

Ning fan didn't expect that Jian Chi had such a good chance in this battle. He looked at the crazy Qianlong and relaxed his dignified look.

Qianlong didn't die, but it was only temporary. The sword pierced his heart, and his explosion at the moment was just the last reflection.

If ordinary people were stabbed in the heart, they would be killed immediately, but Qianlong was not ordinary people. He was still alive, and his heart was protected by the powerful knife, which temporarily kept his breath.

"Kill See sword crazy retreat, the roar of the hidden dragon is more and more fierce, the broken glass slag of the shock ground all hums to tremble.

His bloodshot eyes fixed on Ning fan. At this moment, he had only one idea in his head, and the last one - kill Ning fan!

Regardless of the fire dragon's swallowing of the sword on his arm, he sticks to Ning fan and sends the sword forward. He wants to open the unknown sword and pierce Ning fan's chest.

At the same time, his other palm also contains a powerful knife meaning, a hand knife, split into the air.

The sword didn't shake away the unknown sword. After a few buzzing sounds, the unknown sword still pressed on the sword as before.

But at this moment, the big knife has changed. A gap cut by the crazy knife has gradually grown up, and more and more small gaps spread out. In a short time, the big knife is completely filled with the gap.

The sword, which had been infiltrated into fire red by the nameless sword, turned into pieces with a flash of red light.

make love!

The debris fell to the ground, dim, and turned into small pieces of scrap iron. Once I don't know how many people drank the blood of Dagao so ended its life.

Qianlong's palm is just a knife handle. It looks ridiculous and desolate.

Qianlong's look was stunned for a while, his eyes were a little dim, and he was in a daze, some at a loss. He didn't expect that his love knife would end up with such a fate. It seemed that he knew his master's life was not long. He abandoned his master and took the first step.

"Ah -" the heartbreaking roar came out of the hall, and the police outside covered their ears in pain. The roar was like a knife stabbing people's eardrum, which was very painful.

This is the life of the Qianlong, which has been accumulating for decades. The intention of the sword is to burst out completely at this moment. An action and a sound are the embodiment of the meaning of the sword.

Ning fan is in the center of the storm. His feet are like roots. He doesn't move a bit. His face is gradually stretched. There is no pain.

He has the strength to protect himself. Although the last intention of the sword is powerful, it does not pose a threat to him.

Qianlong's hand Dao doesn't stop. At this moment, his hand is Dao. The hand wrapped by infinite Dao will be more powerful than the real Dao.

The air hissed and seemed to be afraid of the last blow.

Ning fan raised his hand, unhappy, but heavy as a sword. His hand also became a knife, which is the sword of crazy Dao.

Crazy Dao is crazy about Dao. He even dares to challenge Dao Sheng. It must be a pity for him that the first World War, which is not known by outsiders, is his life.

Ning fan can't imagine that war, also can't understand his mood. But he can do something for crazy knife.

Crazy Dao is dead. You can't fight with Dao Sheng any more.

But Ning fan inherited the meaning of crazy Dao, which is equivalent to his descendants. Qianlong is the descendant of Dao saint.

This time, let the two descendants who are crazy about swords use the purest swordsmanship, no fancy, and really fight for the last blow.

This is the last blow, the last blow of the Qianlong, and his eyes already have the firmness of seeing death as if at home.

Ning fan's eyes are also very firm, not a bit shaken.

At this moment, their actions are very fast, but the scene seems to be frozen, at least in the eyes of sword maniac.

In the dark, she seems to feel the two people's state of mind. This attack, despite all distractions, is a real attack.

The two swords hit each other. Space and time have no concept for them. They only have this attack in their mind. They feel the power and charm of this attack from the deepest part of their soul.

After a three second pause, the power of the blow broke out.

Ning fan flies backward like a shell, bumps into the wall, and his whole body is embedded in it.

The Qianlong flies towards the door like a broken kite. The police outside immediately retreat. Bang, the Qianlong hits the floor, and a big pit suddenly takes shape. His hands and feet are deeply integrated with the floor.

Qianlong's eyes are still open, but he has no breath. This last blow is a blow that burns out his life and condenses all his sword intention. Although this blow is only a hand sword, it is as bright as a star, and its power is also amazing.

Dao Yi broke out, and his body was empty. Without Dao Yi, his life would be full of vigor.

The dragon is dead!

He died in the hands of Jian Chi and Ning fan.

Qianlong's life is mysterious and bright. Many people don't know what he experienced in this life.

As a disciple of Dao Sheng, he is naturally highly respected.

But before that, he was not as good as a dog.

Because, at that time, he was kept as a dog on a chain. Although he was only a few years old, he tasted all the hardships in the world.

The crisscross scars on his face were formed at that time. He had no childhood, but endless pain.