v4 Chapter 158： decay

Zhou An's strength is very strong, it can be said that it is ridiculously strong. In terms of combat power alone, none of these outsiders can be his opponent.

The names of these people became louder and louder than the others, and their reputations in the Litian world became bigger and bigger, but they all fell under his sword one by one.

It's not unreasonable to be called a devil. More importantly, he is not restricted by the Blue Star rules and can display as much strength as he has.

As for how strong he is, he himself doesn't know much about it, and getting to this point is still a bit unclear.

After Zhu Wenwu disappeared, he felt that he had no one to rely on and could only rely on himself. Not only could he rely on himself, but the entire 17th Group also relied on him, so he could only move forward and move forward with all his strength. , keep swinging the sword, keep killing.

He had no time or energy to think about other things. It was so natural, as if he had received some kind of blessing, and he became stronger and stronger unknowingly.

This is probably courage, a quality and an ability.

However, he felt that his talent might be really good, and he had been praised by others before.

That man seemed to be a true swordsman.

Thinking like this, he swung his sword again, and the long sword with mottled rust drew a rainbow in the sky, slashing at the sword blades all over the sky.

The struck blade became decayed and fragile, and seemed to be shattered easily, falling into fragments from the sky.

This seemed to be very effective, but in fact it did not shake the huge sword formation at all.

The wind and rain sword array in all directions is continuous and endless. If you want to break it, you can only destroy it completely in an instant.

Zhou An shouted loudly, and the speed of the sword was getting faster, one sword after another.

He can only keep on attacking like this, otherwise he will be swallowed up by this sword formation. But if he continues like this, he won't be able to hold on for long. Sooner or later, he will be exhausted, and he will die.

Seeing this scene, the old man with a white beard smiled even more on his face and said slowly: "It's really amazing that I can persist until now, but this is probably the end."

"The rotten sword heart he holds is a gift from heaven and earth, and it is extremely powerful. I'm afraid even you are no match for him, which is why I won't let you take action."

"That thing will die if it sticks. It's really unnecessary."

The young man in Tsing Yi is the senior brother who goes to the church, Yan Wenqing, and his strength is naturally self-evident.

but.

Hearing his master say this, he was naturally unconvinced and had a sense of arrogance that refused to be accepted by anyone.

"I am confident that I can beat him!" Yan Wenqing still said.

The old man with a white beard smiled and said with unknown meaning: "Do you know why he was able to get to this point in such a short period of time? But it took you nearly a hundred years."

Yan Wenqing fell into silence. This was an indisputable fact and there was no room for refutation: "Why?"

The old man with a white beard showed a serious expression: "These people are all jackals and evil spirits. They look like humans. They are different from us in the mainland."

"As for the rest, it's this world, and that's why we want to come back."

At this time, Zhou An's speed of drawing the sword slowed down. There is a limit to power, especially for humans.

This is a human shortcoming.

Blood spattered, and Zhou An was stabbed in the chest by a sword blade, but he managed to stabilize himself in time and reappeared to push back the sword formation.

As the swords were slashed out, blood overflowed from the place where his chest was penetrated, and his body began to tremble continuously.

He still has some strength left, but his body has reached its limit and is not strong enough to draw the sword again.

A sword light flashed in front of him, and his chest was penetrated again, and then hundreds of sword blades came in front of him.

…

"You are very good."

"oh."

"You were praised by me, shouldn't you be happy?"

"But I don't know you."

"Does it matter?"

"important!"

Zhou An said very cautiously, and then looked at the clear sky, where a gentle wind was blowing.

This is a world with sunshine.

He thinks it's great here, at least the people here don't have to live just to live, like they did before.

The energetic man with long black hair and a short beard put his hands on his waist and looked at Zhou An with interest: "You seem to be very unhappy."

Zhou An looked around cringingly, looking a bit wretched, but just like this, the man found it very interesting.

"I'm afraid of death." Zhou An said bluntly. He knew that the person in front of him was very strong and could at least kill him at will, so he just showed up and didn't bother to hide anything.

The man touched the beard on his chin and said thoughtfully: "You are not weak."

"Does it matter?"

"It seems to have nothing to do with it." The man nodded and agreed with what he said last night. He pointed at the mountains ahead and reminded him:

"Since you are afraid of death, don't go forward and go somewhere else."

Zhou An opened his eyes wide and looked forward. In fact, he had no intention of going forward and was planning to stay here.

According to his experience, it was probably safest to stay where he was, otherwise he would almost die like last time.

This is an extremely dangerous world!

"Then where should I go?" Zhou An asked.

"Go back to where you came from."

"I'm not from here."

"I see, kid, you can play here by yourself. I have some things to deal with, so I'll leave first." The man turned and left, turned into a shadow, and walked deep into the mountain.

Zhou An wanted to call the other party to stop, but found that he had already left. He took a breath and relaxed slightly:

"It turns out to be an immortal."

Lowering his head, he suddenly found a sword talisman in his hand. The green sword talisman looked very delicate.

"Is this for me?"

"Like souvenirs bought during a trip..."

"But what's the use? It feels like a scam. It's just like a souvenir bought during a trip. It's extremely expensive."

"But he didn't ask me to collect money either."

…

The sword talisman exploded at the waist, as if something spurted out, and the surrounding space twisted, revealing cracks.

Zhou An opened his eyes wide and saw a green sword light flashing in front of his eyes, and then easily penetrated this seemingly majestic sword formation.

It seemed to be just a sword energy.

"He is really a swordsman!" Zhou An opened his eyes wide and realized later.

He noticed that a gap was opened in the sword array.

This is an opportunity.

Zhou An swung three more swords, and the rotten sword intent covered the entire sky, completely destroying the huge sword array. UU Reading www.uukanｓshu.com

The sixteen people holding black and blue swords were now in a mess. The leader was beheaded, and four or five others were injured.

Zhou An covered his chest, drew his sword forward, and ran backwards. He knew that although he had managed to break the sword formation, he had no room to fight anymore and could only run away. Whether he could run away or not was still unknown.

When the Sixteen Swordsmen saw Zhou An escaping, they would naturally not let this devil go. This was a good opportunity to kill him.

"You all want to die, right? Then don't live anymore!" Zhou An roared at the top of his voice, full of ferocity, which made the swordsmen who caught up with him stunned and trembling.

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Just when he was about to draw his sword, he was stunned when he saw a black figure running from behind him and hitting the sword blades all over the sky.

"Isn't this looking for death?"

He felt that no one could withstand such an attack with his body. When faced with a weapon attack, he should use a weapon to resist it.