Chapter 279

Zhao Yumeng was disgusted when he saw the angry sword of the Lord of winter in Qingyun city.

Previously, I was disgusted when I saw the dark pond in front of the temple of eternal night.

That means.

In Zhao Yumeng's memory, the master of winter and the master of eternal night are not enough to make her fear and other emotions.

Only the sword, she said disgust.

It can be seen that the origin of big sword is not simple!

But this big sword is a beautiful girl with no good system. It's free.

How generous!

Chen xinglie sighed in his heart, but his eyes were awe inspiring. He thought, "the unruly and beautiful girl is always haggling about everything. She likes the boss point of this seat most. Why is she so generous that she gives her sword to me for nothing?"

This sword

Chen xinglie's eyes became deeper and deeper.

Zhao Yumeng no longer looks at the big sword, but turns to look at the temple in front of him.

She's trying to figure out the formation.

As for the origin of the big sword, Zhao Yumeng didn't think much about it. In her opinion, it was like a matter of dominating winter and night. She couldn't think about it. Only when she awakened her memory at a certain time, her doubts would be solved.

Only if you think about the formation of this temple, you can think about it.

"Chen Lang."

Zhao Yumeng pointed to the figure of the fisherman and said, "can you give me a hint and let Zhu Er break the array in front of the main gate of the temple quickly?"

Chen xinglie said, "why?"

Zhao Yumeng said softly, "Zhu Er wants to ask her if she knows Zhu Er."

Chen xinglie chuckled indifferently and said, "zhu'er is not afraid. With your martial arts strength, you and I are not the opponents of this remnant soul?"

"Even Chen Lang is not sure?" Zhao Yumeng asked softly, but he did not continue to ask. He only sighed: "when he is in or, he must be a rare expert in the world to fish in front of the temple gate dominated by eternal night. Now in the world of martial arts, the highest cultivation is only the land gods. Although Chen Lang can cut a dragon with one sword, the real dragon in the upper world is not necessarily comparable to the ghost fishing in front of the temple door... "

Chen xinglie was surprised to hear this.

Zhao Yumeng has always been reticent.

Why did you suddenly say such a long paragraph?

In Chen xinglie's memory, Zhao Yumeng has never been a fussy woman, and will never make things like "Curiosity Kills the cat" like ordinary women

Why this time.

She wanted to take the risk to study the fisherman?

There's something wrong with the idea.

A needle in the heart of a woman.

It's hard to guess.

But if you can't guess, you have to guess.

The smarter a woman is, the harder it is to cheat.

Chen xinglie wondered what was wrong, and suddenly remembered that Zhao Yu had just dreamt of the inscriptions on the big sword and said "awe".

"The word There is a problem! "

"With Zhu Er's intelligence, I must have thought of it at the first time. She revered this sword, but I had a long history of karma with her. I was together before reincarnation. I should also have the awe of this sword..."

"Most importantly, I didn't explain too much."

"There's a problem!"

Chen xinglie's mind turned.

Zhao Yu dreamt that Chen xinglie didn't answer and didn't ask much. He just said, "otherwise, let's go back first?"

Chen xinglie chuckled indifferently and said, "this array is not difficult. I think of two ways for the moment..."

In fact, there are many ways to break the battle.

But Chen xinglie only remembered the simplest three. After all, when he was around the empress, when he heard these things, he just listened to them as funny things. It was very valuable to remember two kinds of things.

But.

What Chen xinglie said is only a way to solve problems.

How to break the battle is a serious problem-solving process, which is like the final mathematical problem of college entrance examination. The method is not difficult to say, but difficult to do.

Zhao Yumeng just concentrated on thinking and found a way to break the battle.

"Chen Lang, if you want to crack this array, do you have to start from here..."

Zhao Yumeng raised his hand and pointed to the front.

It's amazing how smart you are.

Chen xinglie was eager to get catalyst to digest the thunder sound and marrow washing water in his body. However, he pretended to be indifferent. He did not praise Zhao Yumeng's intelligence at all. He seemed to be used to saying, "yes."

A word so far, Chen xinglie has gone to Zhao Yumeng said, break the battle to the first step to the gate of the temple.

Zhao Yumeng follows slowly.

Chen xinglie stopped and slowly raised his sword.

Hum

The sword sounded.

A sharp sword spirit, along the blade of the big sword, suddenly burst out and condensed into a long and narrow sword light.The array in front of you is full of array halos.

Chen xinglie manipulates the meaning of the sword. According to Zhao Yumeng's method of breaking the array, he uses the light of the big sword to break the array. The sword spirit runs through the formation, and is across the black pond in front of the temple. The sword points directly at the fisherman.

Zhao Yumeng eyes a coagulation, still silent.

The scene ahead gradually changed.

The lake like a black mirror, under the pressure of the sword edge, gave birth to a ripple, as if by the spring wind wrinkled a pool of spring water.

The picture in front of the temple is like a fixed frame, which finally appears and becomes different.

The cloak and robe of a fisherman is automatic without wind. Even the fishing rod in his hand is slightly trembling. A line of blue light drops from the top of the fishing rod and goes into the dark pond, which makes the ripples on the surface of the pool a little more.

Chen xinglie gazed at the figure of the fisherman in front of the temple door and said coldly, "this is the matter. Are you still pretending to be dead?"

The angler did not respond.

Chen xinglie's sword light became more and more bright, and then he asked, "what? Do you recognize this sword in my hand

The anglers still didn't respond.

Chen xinglie sneered and said, "you can recognize this sword or not, but if you know that you are afraid, it means that we can communicate with you. Listen to me. I'll give you some time to think about it. I'll come out and have a chat with you respectfully, or I'll kill you with a sword, and I'll kill you! "

The fisherman is silent, like a sculpture.

Chen xinglie said with a sneer: "ten! One! "

Zhao Yu dreamt of this scene, but was shocked.

It's not a good idea to count dozens. Why just count ten and count to one immediately? Isn't this a trap?

The fishermen seem to be shocked by such an evil way of counting, and their cloaks can't help shaking.

At this moment.

Chen xinglie's sword light has been cut off.

With his current strength and the power of sword light, he can't kill this fisherman.

Although Dabao sword is invincible, the remaining soul of the fisherman is still alive. It is not a piece of wood. Of course, it will rise to avoid the moment the sword edge is cut off.

However, today's big sword has an attribute

to suppress all evils!

The remnant soul is a wild ghost.

The remnant soul who has lived for countless years is a pure old ghost.

Of course it's evil!

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