Code Farmer Comprehension

"hold head high······"

A dragon chant, accompanied by the moment Qinglong opened his mouth, spread out. Immediately afterwards, the entire space seemed to be bound by the dragon's mouth, and the world seemed to be swallowed by it.

The whirlwind of blades paused in the air, and then exploded a second time, rushing towards Zhang Deming. Qinglong lost his agility at the moment when his bondage and swallowing breath were broken.

"Um······"

Zhang Deming groaned, his face turned cold, the miniature tortoise shell in front of him swelled and became bigger, turned into a huge shield, and blocked in front of him.

"when······"

"Crack..."

The moment the blade storm and the tortoise shield collided, there was a loud noise, as if two giants collided.

The green dragon collapsed and disappeared into the sky, and at the same time, the spirit treasure that had been attacked by Zhang Deming's countless fatal attacks showed cracks again, and was once again on the road to being scrapped.

Fortunately, the rules of this world are special, and he doesn't need to spend energy to fix it later.

And Jian Chen didn't get much advantage this time, the Sword Dao is strong in killing and attacking, but Zhang Deming, who clearly understands the shortcomings of the Sword Dao, used this hard steel defense method, making Jian Chen feel like being struck by lightning.

The two of them broke apart almost immediately, turning into two beams of light, smashing into the ground.

"Boom..."

The ground seemed to be shaking. If it weren't for this special space, the ground would probably be smashed to pieces.

Before the movement stopped, Zhang Deming, who fell into the pit, did not try to get up, and his spiritual power surged again.

'Fusion Road: Blood Soul Dream God Lock! '

On the other side, Jian Chen almost adopted the same plan as Zhang Deming. The moment he hit the ground, he threw the long sword in his hand, and the long sword became extremely large in the air.

‘Extreme Sword Dao: The giant sword kills Dao! '

A huge sword that covers the sky, with the momentum of destroying everything, slashed towards Zhang Deming.

Zhang Deming's complexion changed dramatically, and the broken tortoise shell in front of him suddenly swelled and turned into a huge basalt, trying to resist the blow.

"Snapped······"

After only holding on for a moment, the tortoise shell, which was already full of cracks, finally broke into many pieces and scattered in all directions.

"boom······"

After a little bluntness, the giant sword completely buried the place where Zhang Deming was, and cut out an endless abyss on the ground.

On the other side, in the huge pit around Jian Chen, as soon as he finished his action, many blood-colored transparent chains appeared in the void, piercing towards Jian Chen like lightning.

Jian Chen's complexion changed slightly, a long sword reappeared, he used a block, and used a defensive technique for the first time.

As he blocked, countless sword qi gathered to form a shield of sword qi.

But the illusory blood-colored chains pierced through the shield and plunged into Jian Chen's body after only a slight pause.

"snort······"

Jian Chen let out a muffled snort!

"Neither the mind nor the physical defense, between the virtual and the real? Is it a big dream?" The thoughts in his heart turned violently, resisting the tingling pain in his mind and the tiredness of wanting to sleep directly, he turned his wrist, and the sword surrounded his body in his hand Turned around.

"Gorgeous and gaudy, let your spells be myriad, and I can break them all with one sword!"

"Crack..."

The strange chain hadn't completely completed the lock and seal, but it was cut off completely by Jian Chen.

But before Jian Chen could catch his breath, a sword blade stabbed out again in the void beside him.

It turned out that Zhang Deming used the tortoise shell to resist the giant sword in an instant and got rid of the lock. Although the tortoise shell was shattered, he escaped before the blade fell.

Facing the sudden attack, Jian Chen didn't panic. He didn't even dodge again. He just leaned slightly, and while avoiding the vital points, his hands kept moving. He slashed at Zhang Deming's neck with his sword, choosing to defend with merit.

Obviously, he clearly knew that his current state was not suitable for a long-term battle, and he planned to make a quick decision. Zhang Deming seems to be the same as him, and has no idea of ​​long delay.

But Zhang Deming seemed to be more ruthless than him. Facing the long sword that was slashing at the neck, he did not dodge or avoid it, as if he wanted to change his life for injury. Jian Chen's eyes flickered slightly, as if he had thought of something, his complexion changed slightly, but it was too late to change his tactics.

"puff······"

Zhang Deming's head was undoubtedly cut off by Jian Chen's sword.

It's the real body, not a clone.

"Pfft..."

When Zhang Deming severed his head, the long sword in his hand was successfully inserted into Jian Chen's body, and penetrated from his shoulder blade.

At the same time, behind Jian Chen, another Zhang Deming emerged without a trace. Behind him, the emerald spear like a spider's leg was inserted into Jian Chen's body like lightning.

Jian Chen seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and returned the sword with his backhand, once again decapitating Zhang Deming. The one who died this time was still an incomparably real real person. At his level, it is impossible for a fake avatar to fool his sword intent.

Before he could do anything, his expression changed wildly.

I saw the two headless corpses in front of him and behind him, using the flesh as fuel, to burst out with strong spiritual light, and the long sword and vines inserted into his body began to grow wildly, and countless roots spread in the body.

He was just about to move, when a strange feeling hit him, first it was a toxin-like tingling, followed by countless different kinds of spiritual power, spurting out through the roots in his body.

Seemingly thinking of something bad, Jian Chen stood there with a stiff face, not daring to move.

In the distance, the third Zhang Deming emerged quietly, looked at Jian Chen slightly panting, and said, "Holy Lord Jian Chen, do you still want to fight?"

Jian Chen's movements were stiff and motionless, his complexion constantly changing.

Gentleman, you can really bully someone when you have time!

He doesn't know about life and death fights, but in sword fighting, he is sure that Jian Chen can't beat him, even if he wins all the time.

Zhang Deming was fully on alert, and while panting continuously, he looked up at the sky, which was the gaze of countless people. With a weird smile on his face, Zhang Deming said:

"All Hongmeng is watching, you can try to see if you can cut off my curse with one sword, but if you don't succeed, I don't guarantee that there won't be any little guy!"

Jian Chen froze in place, feeling more and more turbulent strange spiritual power in his body, which seemed to be beginning to show signs of life, his aura fluctuated, and his complexion kept changing.

Although Zhang Deming and Jian Chen acted very free and easy when they decided to duel, they did so based on their confidence that they could win, at least Zhang Deming himself did so.

If you really want to lose, give up your way to make someone else... Zhang Deming probably can't do it, so he has no shortage of guessing opponents with this mentality.

So even though he felt that the outcome had been decided, he still didn't relax at all, ready to trigger a lore at any time, and let Jian Chen give birth online!

After all, out of the three dao bodies, he has already died two now, leaving only one!

As long as you can win, it doesn't matter if you are shameless, anyway, it's not just once or twice that you lose your integrity.

This kind of thing, only once and countless times.

Besides, it wasn't him who gave birth to the baby, so why would he be ashamed?

But what Qian Yu did outside was not because of his confidence in Jian Chen, trying to kidnap Zhang Deming with sentient beings, so that he would not be able to repent if he lost.

Zhang Deming didn't have any complaints about this point, after all this was a conspiracy, and Jian Chen and his relationship were not comparable to him, it was only normal if he was a little small, as long as he didn't use dark hands.

The reason why Zhang Deming didn't stop him was because he wanted to take advantage of this reason to increase the power of his spiritual-seed killing move to a higher level, reaching the current level of spiritual attacks.

Don't you see, at this moment, Jian Chen doesn't even dare to try to get rid of the spiritual power. Is it because Zhang Deming will come to him and let him have a baby online, and it will not be guaranteed at the end of the festival!

In this way, the weird confrontation lasted for a while.

"well······"

After a long time, Jian Chen sighed as if accepting his fate.

Zhang Deming was slightly startled, did the other party really recognize it like that?

If this is the case, this guy is indeed much more majestic than himself, worthy of the title of Chic Sword Immortal!

At this moment, Jian Chen's whole body suddenly had a strong sword intent, and his whole body turned into a strange long sword, even the spirit seeds that Zhang Deming poured into his body were temporarily suppressed.

Zhang Deming's complexion changed slightly, his heart flickered, and he deliberately showed displeasure and said: "Holy Lord Jian Chen is going to destroy the promise?"

"I, Jian Chen, have never had any regrets in my life. If you lose, you lose. There is nothing you can't admit!" Jian Chen's words came out from the long sword, still so free and easy, with a bit of relief.

In the words, the power of the long sword became more and more terrifying, and Zhang Deming felt a burst of fear. But what puzzled Zhang Deming was that he didn't feel any danger.

The obviously terrifying sword was right in front of him, and his aura was still rising. He clearly felt its power, but it was not at all dangerous.

Therefore, while frowning, his whole body was tense in defense, but he didn't act hastily.

"Back then, the master said that I had a fate, and taught me a "sword" technique, saying that it was a wedding dress technique, that I could only use one sword in my body, and it was specially cultivated for my fate.

As for the final result, it depends on my fate.

Although I followed my will and practiced this technique, I don't think it will be useful. In my life, from the day when the sword fight against Hongmeng started, I have never been defeated.

So I thought that the master had made a mistake, and this sword could not be used.

Unbelievable, now...lost in your hands. That being the case, I agree with the fate approved by Master!

I have kept the sword for so many years, so it doesn't matter if I hand it over to you. I hope you will fulfill your promise, resist the great task of the world, and put an end to that disaster! If it doesn't work, help me protect the nerd. "

In the words, the aura of the long sword became stronger and stronger, and its power became more and more terrifying.

But Zhang Deming felt very strange. When Jian Chen said that, the moment he was locked by the long sword, Zhang Deming was taken aback.

‘This is… an inheritance? This guy didn't intend to reincarnate at all, but planned to completely burn himself to fulfill him! '

"You..." Sensing the breath of inheritance, Zhang Deming's face was a little complicated, and he didn't know how to speak for a while.

He also didn't understand, anyway, he couldn't do this to a stranger.

His master?

The previous holy master sword has no way? Forging swords?

Wait, shouldn't it be...

"Hehe, I have no intention of lingering on! Instead of doing this, I might as well pass it all on to you, and give you more possibilities. I hope you can really do it, and have an infinite life!" Jian Chen became more free and easy in his words.