Library of Heaven’s Path

"Try the real sword and break the sea!"

The eyes are shining, and the hangs are whistling.

The only thing that was just displayed was the sword meaning in the three swords of the spirit, and did not use all the strength. At this moment, it was very easy to see the other party resisting, no hesitation.

噼里啪!

The sound of a torn space, more than a hundred of the sacred swords of the sacred screams flew out, quietly suspended in the air.

"Go!"

The texture in the eye flickers, a complicated and complicated sword method, piercing straight forward.

A sword is a sword, but it is a huge sword array made up of 108 long swords. Each handle contains a set of swords. Together, it is like a thousand horses.

Boom!

The sword figure is turned into the ocean, covering the next, countless swords, vertical and horizontal, and the whole room is covered.

"This is the trick of the sword old man? You..."

The sword of the other side is blocked. It is very easy for Jian Qinsheng to suddenly see a sword figure, covering the bottom, the pupil shrinks, and almost did not faint.

He has never seen the old sword, but as a former sword strongman, he has heard of his name and heard his stunts.

Even when I was traveling around, I went to Jianchi for a while and found that the concept was not right.

I thought that the inheritance of this guy had already been cut off, and I never dreamed that the young man had shown it, and that the blue is better than the blue, more powerful than the legend, and more sharp.

The most important thing is... I just thought that the other party didn't have the right weapon, gave it a handle, didn't dream of it, and took out a lot of it in a blink of an eye.

You have so much, why do you take the grade?

The skin is shaken, and no one else can be taken. The hands are open, and the sword is shot from the fingertips. The barrier that flows in front of the eyes suddenly becomes thicker.

Boom!

After finishing these, more than one hundred long swords were stabbed, and the huge impact force fell on the barrier. "Hey! Hey!" A series of crisp sounds, the latter appeared cracks, followed by glass crack.

"How do these swords know the flaws in my sword?"

The body trembles.

The sword he just showed is like running water, the knife is difficult to break, but the other side can crush it, indicating that the loopholes and defects have been found, making it difficult to maintain the flow state.

In the beginning, he and Zhang’s master of swords tried it. He couldn’t do this with such strength. How did this happen?

It’s full of shocks. I want to stop this from happening, but I’ve found that it’s too late. The swords made by the hundred-handed swords are in all directions, rushing like a storm, gathering into a torrent, through tricks. The loophole in the body is stabbed on the body.

"Hey!"

The throat is sweet, and it flies out. The sound of "砰" is posted on the wall.

Hula!

The seals placed around them, under a huge impact, make a loud noise and seem to explode at any time.

Calling!

People posted on the wall, the attack is not over yet, the sword shadow is heavy, and another hundred forces are coming together, like a wave, a wave is stronger than a wave.

The whole room, like a rainbow of seven colors, the eyes of the swaying are not clear, and the figure of Jian Qinsheng is completely covered by the sword.

Boom!

The seal could no longer be withstood, and it exploded. The room did not have the blessing of the array. It also made a "squeaky" voice, and it could not hold on again.

The gravel splashes and the smoke swells.

Shen Qinsheng, who is suspended in the air, wants to escape. It’s too late. The sword shadow keeps falling. Every trick is hit in the loopholes of his tricks.

Boom!

The figure is not quite backward, and it has collapsed continuously. Seven or eight houses have stopped.

"Call!"

Spit out in one breath, and Zhang’s face whitishly retracted his palm, which made him feel sore and he didn’t even have the power to lift his fingers.

It was just a deduction in the heart. It was not actually used. It was only when the real display was made that the power of this move was terrible, and the attack was finally over, and his current power could not be controlled until the last bit of infuriating in the body was consumed.

"It’s terrible, it’s involuntarily, it’s better to use it later...”

There was a cold sweat on his head, and Zhang couldn’t help but feel a little heart.

This move is not controlled by him until the end.

It’s not that there is any problem with the move, but that his strength is still too low to be perfect. It’s like a child picking up a hammer and it’s very powerful, but waving it is hard to do. .

He is now a child with a hammer, a sword breaks through the sea, and he exerts his full strength. He does not completely consume the infuriating body and cannot recover it.

Cultivating the instinct of the sacred solution, reaching the sanctuary, almost never used up, but now it is not left, it shows how terrible this trick is!

To fight against people, it’s very dangerous to use it, and it’s very dangerous. If you don’t know how to die, you don’t know how to die!

"Right, sword Qinsheng predecessors will not have anything?"

I just looked at my own cool, didn't pay attention to the other's situation, looked at the ruins of the ground, Zhang Su could not help but worry.

Although this guy said that he did not suppress the cultivation, he also lowered his power. If he could not bear it, he would be killed alive and he would not become a murderer.

Call!

This worried mood has not risen completely, and a silhouette has been seen flying from the ruins.

It is Jian Qinsheng.

At this time, he no longer has the appearance of a master, his clothes have broken a lot, the sword hole is full, the wolf can not tell.

"Predecessors..." A corner of the mouth, Zhang hanged and asked.

"I'm fine! Hey!"

Awkwardly smiled, but the words didn't finish, and another blood spouted out, followed by "噗通!", Jian Qinsheng fell from the air, and was tied in the dirt, covered with dust.

His heart is now in a state of collapse. According to normal circumstances, with his strength, the other's swordsmanship, even if it is strong, can not hurt it.

But he only used 1% of the power, and the running sword was directly broken by the hit defect. Without any precautions, it was not hanged on the spot, and it was already very big.

Lying in the ruins, taking a medicinal herb, it took a long time to recover.

Stand up and look around, my heart is depressed.

I wanted to look at the exact strength of the other side, and the understanding of the swordsmanship. The result was a trick like this... Fortunately no one saw it, otherwise the shame was thrown to death...

"Teacher, are you okay?"

"Master, what happened?"

"What is this person doing? Don't let the murderer escape..."

Unfortunately, I was glad that I heard the noisy sounds around me.

When I turned around, I saw the disciples such as Shui Qianrou and Xie Shixiong, and a group of housekeepers and guards. They stood in the distance and looked at them. They were full of worry.

"How come you?"

In front of the eyes, Jian Qinsheng almost fell.

I just thought that when I was not seen, I saw that there were close to hundreds of people. This is the whole man who came to the house!

What?

"Zhang Shi said that the teacher was hurt, let us come and see, thank you brother for thinking something happened, not too relieved, they shouted over them..."

Water Qianrou explained.

"..." grabbed his chest, and Jian Qinsheng felt that his heart was so painful that he could not breathe.

Playing him so badly, it’s not too bad, but also shouting students and the next generation...

It’s too much!

"I was not injured, but I accidentally collapsed the house when I practiced the swordsmanship..."

The old face is red, and it’s full of swaying hands.

"No injuries?"

Xie Shixiong and Shui Qianrou are waiting for each other.

It’s a sword hole, a nose and a swollen face, so awkward... Is this just a practice sword?

"Cough! What about Zhang Shiren?"

Knowing what the students think, Jian Qinsheng coughed and shifted the topic.

Just stand up, I didn’t see each other, how did people disappear?

"Zhang Shi said that after reading the teacher's books, I was very grateful. After some insights, I went back to practice..."

Water Thousand Judo.

"Back to practice?"

Sword Qinsheng feels more heart-wrenching.

I made a mess here, I was seriously injured, but I sneaked away... I am grateful, are you so grateful?

"Yes, teacher, Zhang Shi gave this when he left, let me hand it over to you..."

It’s full of depression, I can’t wait to catch the guy back to learn a lesson, and see the water thousand soft forward, handing a book.

Frowning frowns, grabbed the palm of your hand, took the book to the palm of your hand, and turned it around. Just glanced at it, and the whole body shook, and the face showed an incredible color.

"This, this..."

Strong vibrations.

In front of this book, the ink is very talented. It is obviously just written. The above points out the mistakes in his cultivation and the misunderstandings on the sword.

There are even many problems that he doubts for many years but cannot solve...

In other words, according to the cultivation written above, his strength can definitely go further...

"I have a fight with me, I haven’t made a lot of shots... I see so many problems?"

Pinch the book in his hand, Jian Qinsheng can't believe it.

As a kendo master, he is also a teacher of the Temple of the Son. He often explains swordsmanship to others and points to his cultivation. Because of this, his eyesight is also very powerful. Many famous teachers at the same level are far behind.

Evenly, there is nothing to do with his own problems. In front of him, he only looked at it and found out, and gave a solution...

This eyesight and understanding of the kendo is really terrible!

"It's no wonder that at this age, I can understand two kinds of real solutions, and I understand the kendo. I am far worse than..."

Until now, I finally understand why the other party can get the recognition of their ancestors' swords so quickly, and create such a powerful sword.

With this understanding and understanding of the sword, he is far from being able to.

Not at all on a level.

"Maybe... this is the real genius!"

A sigh of relief, my heart is a bit stunned, I want to put the book away, suddenly think of one thing, my eyes are bright: "Right!"

"The esoteric understanding of the kendo is so astounding. If you take him to Zhangjia... you may be able to report the original revenge!"