v8 Chapter 54： Asamune

This is a kind of resonance between the seven realms. When a lot of heaven and earth are moving toward one place, when some of the heavens and the earth related to themselves are also involved, the practitioners of these seven places will feel spontaneously.

However, this kind of induction often exists in the vicinity of some people fighting, or within a few dozen miles, someone suddenly breaks the ground, and this life is already the true element of the practitioner and the fusion of heaven and earth, and the law of vitality between heaven and earth has been Distinctly different, this life is the unique strength of others, and others can not imitate the breath, let alone the same thing that can cause the life.

The only possibility is that some people have far more understanding of their life, and in some swords and vitality rules, they cover the rules of their lives.

The inclusion of novels in the world of practitioners means that they are above their practice.

So when their real name vibrates, these masters naturally have awe.

Except for a handful of young masters like Li Xixing who have just stepped into the seven realms, the rest of these masters have lived for a long time, have gone through many roads, and have seen many things that ordinary people can't think of, but in their cognition. In particular, some of the masters who had entered or approached Changling in the same year, and when the Bashan swordfield was in full bloom, and had not advanced to the seven realms, there was only one practitioner in the whole world that would resonate with this.

That person was after the death of the Zhao dynasty, the master of Zhao Jian furnace died, the world recognized sword head, Bashan sword field Wang Jingmeng.

When he entered the Changling and faced the masters from all over the world, the sword in his hand also caused the vitality of almost all the practitioners of Changling. Even some low-level practitioners are shocked and unable to hold the sword in their hands. The sword is still trembled in the direction of Wang’s dream, just like a pilgrimage.

This is the real scene of the Wan Jian Chao Zong in the world of practitioners.

Now, in the memory of many people, the familiar taste has appeared.

Even if it is only very short, if there is no moment, but the kind of awe-inspiring, the supreme invincible feeling, let many people determine that the person is back.

In Changling, one is not younger than Li Xixing, but compared with the other masters, it is a young and too young practitioner who is silent and perceives the resounding resonance of this practice for hundreds of years and even thousands of years.

He is the leader of the killing army, Bai Qi.

Different from others, he and Ding Ning had an extremely fierce battle. When he returned to Changling, he began to trace and think a lot of questions, so from the resonance of his life, he felt more breath than other practitioners. Be profound.

When he looked at the direction of Jiaodong County at this moment, the picture that appeared in his mind was that Ding Ning was also looking at Changling, but it was different from his hope. In his mind, Ding Ning was overlooking at a very high place. Changling, with grief in his eyes.

At this moment, Bai Qi was thoroughly realized.

When a person is truly invincible, then at least a lot of despicable means he will not use it, or even think of it.

Some people are strong enough, but they have never been the sword of the world, and there is no real invincibility.

The resonance of vitality is only a moment.

However, Bai Qi was silent for a long time.

Then he began to move and walked out of the Imperial Tomb.

The predecessor of the killing army was the assassin army of Emperor Daqin, and then the emperor guarded the spirit. After Zheng sleeves took control of the Changling, the killing of the army was completely changed and became a ghostly army born entirely for revenge.

However, the killing of the army has now ceased to exist.

When the night policy and Shen Xuan left Changling, the people around Zheng Zhuang died one by one, Changling needed a new giant, or the hostess in the palace needed new and strong supporters, so the order was over, he From the dark to the sun.

He became the deputy chief of the division from the commander of the squadron, and he was vaguely certain that perhaps he would not use much time, he would change from a deputy chief to a chief.

Because many of the troops and generals in the Chu have responded to the order of the mausoleum of Changling with silence, she must have a strong enough cold-blooded person to control the Terracotta and regain control of most of the army and generals. .

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"His entry is much faster than I thought."

Yuan Wu looked up and looked at Xu Fu in front of him and said slowly.

His rut ​​has entered the Qin Dynasty, and he is not rushing through the land of Guanzhong. After half a day, the rut will arrive at one of the most important cities in Guanzhong, Changluo.

He is one of the people most familiar with Wang Jingmeng, so that when he saw Ding Ning's sword, he was sure that Ding Ning was not a descendant of the nine dead silkworms, but a rebirth of the nine dead silkworms, so the resonance of his life's vitality was also extraordinarily intense.

His entire sea of ​​air, and even the soul of the spirit seems to be violently fluctuating, so that a circle of holy glory constantly spread around the rut, constantly spreading toward the wilderness, dispelling all the dust mites, like a miracle.

Xu Fu bowed.

There was a faint red light in his mouth.

"If it is against the enemy now, I can win it." He took a deep breath and responded slowly to Yuan Wu.

Yuan Wu smiled lightly.

He certainly understands the meaning of Xu Fu.

He also knows that Xu Fu is telling the truth, and people like Xu Fu who are never proud of themselves say such words at the moment, just to comfort him, so that he should not be impatient.

"It can win now, but after a long time, can you still win him?"

He looked at Xu Fu, then condensed his smile, shook his head and whispered: "Maybe it will take a long time, even if my injury is exhausted, you and I will not be able to win him."

Xu Fu looked up and said: "There will be other ways."

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Somewhere in Guanzhong, there is a lotus pond in a quiet house.

In the bamboo building on the lotus pond, the handsome and handsome Ye Xinhe sat quietly.

He was also the famous swordsman of the former Bashan sword field. The Daqin Dynasty was one of the giants against the Han Zhaowei three dynasties. However, those big battles, including the Lushan League, almost let him fall, and the years were not on his face. Leave any traces.

His life is also resonating.

There are many subtle thunders falling from the sky and falling into the lotus pond, bringing inexplicable anger, making those lotus flowers grow wildly and madly.

Feeling such resonance, feeling the return of the old man, the famous swordsman of the Bashan sword field did not have any fear and anxiety, but the mouth whispered a ridiculous smile.

This kind of emotion is unintelligible.

However, no one knew what he was thinking about, because no one knew why he would betray the Bashan swordfield and Wang Jingmeng.