Trafford’s Trading Club

In an instant, Gongsun Zhishui's heart was beating wildly.

He couldn't remember how many years he hadn't experienced this feeling. When was the last time he felt this kind of unbearable fear?

Was it the first time he stepped onto the training arena for the cadre's 'Golden Sword Warrior' trial, or was it the first time he entered the Xuanyuan Palace battlefield and faced an invincible enemy?

The memory disturbed Gongsun Zhishui's will uncontrollably in an instant. However, when he woke up, the most beautiful person in front of him was already holding a burning black cross in his hand. sword.

As he walked through, the gorgeous skirts were flying. The speed was not particularly fast, but the moment Gongsun Zhishui woke up after being distracted, he was still able to wave the ancient sword in his hand to block.

blocked!

To Gongsun Zhishui's surprise, he easily blocked the woman's blow. The impact from the ancient sword seemed to be within the range he could bear.

Although the tiger's mouth seemed slightly numb due to this.

However, before Gongsun Zhishui had time to think about his next move, an unexpected impact suddenly came from his wrist. At the same time, an unbearable violent force came from the sword blade!

After contact, there is a second power erupting!

The ancient sword was directly knocked out of Gongsun Zhishui's hand at this moment, and his arm was taken aside by the detached ancient sword because he could not hold the ancient sword tightly!

In the midst of this electric light and flint, the beautiful woman in front of her suddenly dwarfed, and the black fire cross sword changed its angle at this time and swept across Gongsun Zhishui!

This is her speed!

Gongsun Zhishui's pupils dilated rapidly at this moment, and the fear that if he could not take the blow, his body might be cut off directly expanded crazily in his brain!

laugh! ! !

At this moment of death, the white flames on Gongsun Zhishui's body instantly compressed in front of him, and Youye's cross sword also swept past Gongsun Zhishui's body!

As if some of the friction on the ground had been eliminated, Gongsun Zhishui's body moved backward crazily!

His legs even drew a trace of more than ten meters long on the cement road!

Gongsun Zhishui finally stopped, and the white arrogance on his body had completely disappeared at this moment... He lowered his head and kept crossing his hands in front of him.

Then Gongsun Zhishui's water suddenly dropped down, and he slowly raised his head. The moment he raised his head, a mouthful of pus and blood spit out directly from his mouth.

"Zhishui?" Gongsun Shiyu's expression changed instantly.

Gongsun Zhishui could only be heard saying in a trembling voice: "Hurry...run away..."

Once again, he spit out a mouthful of blood because he said these words, and then he threw himself directly to the ground... A wisp of white smoke emerged from Gongsun Zhishui's body, and then disappeared into the air.

That is the war spirit passed down from ancient times by the Gongsun clan. It is a treasure left by the warriors who accompanied His Majesty the Yellow Emperor in the distant past. Only warriors who have won the name of the 'Golden Sword' can obtain...and such a precious war spirit. The soul dissipated directly at this moment!

...after that blow.

"I'm really sorry. Although I paid close attention to it, I still overestimated the intensity of this thought."

A slightly apologetic voice came from the maid.

Gongsun Shiyu suddenly looked at the maid lady at this moment, seeing the horror behind this smile... He looked at her with confirmation and remained silent.

The maid lady did not remove the black flame cross sword in her hand at this time, and asked softly: "Sir, can I take this person away now?"

Gongsun Shiyu said calmly: "You have killed a precious fighting spirit of my Gongsun clan... Are you going to leave like this without leaving anything behind?"

The maid opened her eyes slightly and suddenly became cold and said: "Then... do I need to wipe it off you too?"

"Arrogant!" Gongsun Shiyu suddenly became angry!

A white arrogance surged crazily on his body at this moment. It was actually much larger than Gongsun Zhishui's arrogance. His palm was suddenly sucked towards the ground, and the shadow of a sword exuding golden brilliance. Slowly emerging from the ground.

Guanghua, circles of golden brilliance, like waves, with this as the center, thinking about it swinging around, huge air currents are spreading in all directions!

Facing this air flow, Mo Mo felt as if his body was about to be overturned... Such a huge amount of air! !

At this moment, Mo Mo finally understood the origins of these two men. They were not cultivating Taoism, but the ancient martial arts! Mo Mo once heard his master say that the ancient warriors controlled the Qi in their bodies and used a special force called true power. The powerful ones were not much worse than Taoism. The advanced warriors could really break the earth and surpass the human body. limit.

It's just anger...it's so hard to resist!

Under the scattered airflow, Momo could only lean forward, barely able to stabilize his body... just like a pedestrian struggling to move forward in a hurricane.

Under this huge air flow, the club's maid lady still stood relaxedly on the spot, with only her long golden hair blown behind her by the air flow, and the squeaking maid skirt.

Finally, Gongsun Shiyu held the golden sword in his hand.

And this sword is... Shenzhou Xuanyuan Sword!

As a member of the Gongsun clan who possessed part of the blood of the Xuanyuan royal family due to reversion to their ancestors, Gongsun Shiyu, who inherited part of the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, also gained some qualifications to use the Yellow Emperor's sword.

Although, he could not completely summon the complete Shenzhou Xuanyuan Sword, and what he held in his hand at this time was only a clone of the sword shadow of the Shenzhou Xuanyuan Sword.

But...that's enough!

This is the unparalleled power that suppresses the demons, demons and monsters in the world!

At this time, the rising waves mixed with golden light extinguished the black flames surrounding the maid in an instant. Gongsun Shiyu came with a sword, and his figure disappeared within the limits of his eyesight in an instant, leaving only a wisp of smoke and dust!

Ding ding ding ding! ! !

There was an incomprehensible number of symphonic sounds in the air. The maid lady's arm holding the black flame cross key was waving at a speed that exceeded the limit of the human body... The only thing she was waving was this hand. Sword arm.

"It's pretty good swordsmanship."

It was also the first time that he saw an outsider taking his sword attack so easily... After hundreds of blows, Gongsun Shiyu calmly stopped attacking.

Although this is not the fastest speed that I can show, in fact, I have become serious... but I still let the other party take it all easily.

"This lady's swordsmanship is not like the style of China." Gongsun Shiyu said slowly: "Although the fight lasted only a short time, I think we can have a fair conversation."

"My swordsmanship style?" Youye shook his head at this time, "It's not swordsmanship, it's just swinging the sword and blocking after reaction."

After reaction... block?

Gongsun Shiyu suddenly chuckled, but his eyes contained a hint of undetectable coldness, "I'm disappointed in this young lady. I can't let you use your sword skills. I can work hard next."

At this time, the maid suddenly said: "Can you continue to summon this kind of lightsaber? If not, there seems to be no need to fight."

"What?"

Gongsun Shiyu was suddenly startled, and subconsciously looked at the sword shadow of the Shenzhou Xuanyuan family in his hand!

Something like a shattering sound sounded in Gongsun Shiyu's ears. At the same time, a crack suddenly appeared on the flawless golden sword blade!

Like a domino reaction, the cracks appeared and spread in all directions... The traces of fragmentation covered the entire blade in the blink of an eye!

Shattered... It shattered from Gongsun Zhishui's hand in an instant, turning into pieces of golden fragments, scattered on the ground, and then disappeared!

The Shenzhou Xuanyuan Sword turned out to be...even though it was just the shadow of the sword itself, however...

When exactly...

Was it corroded when the cross sword of black flames clashed with each other?

Is it because of the black flames...

Gongsun Shiyu looked at the woman in maid uniform in shock. At the same time, Yu Ye suddenly waved the black flame cross sword in his hand.

This action, like a burning primer, instantly ignited Gongsun Shiyu's instinct!

Facing the maid lady's swinging wrist, Gongsun Shiyu's whole body tensed up in an instant, and he stepped back continuously. At the same time, his hands formed a strange mark, and the white arrogance rising from his body instantly gathered in front of him. It turned into a huge shield.

But what surprised Gongsun Shiyu...the opponent did not attack, but actually dispersed the cross sword made of black flames in his hand.

"It seems there is no need to continue. Excuse me, can I leave?"

Gongsun Shiyu opened his eyes instantly.

It felt like I was being fooled.

…

Feeling that his intuition had recovered, Gongsun Zhishui coughed a few times in pain, and then got up... The fallen position seemed to have not changed.

"Shigure?"

Gongsun Zhishui covered his chest, feeling the difficulty of breathing, and tried hard to walk towards Gongsun Shiyu. Gongsun Shiyu was just standing at this time.

But what made Gongsun Zhishui happy was that Gongsun Shiyu was not injured.

"Where's that woman? What happened?" But Gongsun Zhishui soon felt something was wrong. The white-haired thief had disappeared, as well as the aggressive young man, and finally... the scary woman with blond hair.

"I lost……"

"What?" Gongsun Zhishui suddenly shuddered.

"Even if I used Xuanyuan Sword Light, I still lost..." Gongsun Shiyu's voice became a little floaty and became softer, "Even the corner of his clothes touched..."

"Shigure..." Gongsun Zhishui was about to say something, but hesitated.

But at this moment, Gongsun Shiyu suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. The laughter contained a wave of anger, "I, damn, actually lost!!! Hahahahaha!!!"

The laughter stopped suddenly, Gongsun Shiyu's voice suddenly became cold, and he turned around and left.

"Let's go."

…

…

It's still the place where you can completely relax... that senior's shop.

Just call me Youye, Mr. Momo.

This is how the maid lady in front of her introduced herself. She seemed to be in a very good mood after she came back and seemed to be very talkative. This was completely different from the terror she felt when she dealt with those two powerful warriors.

Nero was placed on the sofa in the lobby by You Ye. His broken arm was placed on the table in front of the sofa, as well as the strange long knife.

The blood on the wound has stopped flowing out, but the blood on the wound has not dried up and is still fresh red... This incredible method opened Momo's eyes.

But Nero, who was in a coma, showed an expression of extreme pain, and his body was trembling slightly... as if it were instinctive.

"She...what happened to her?" Mo Mo suddenly asked.

From what Nero said, it seems that she is an old acquaintance with Miss Youye... Is there a deal?

"It should be impossible to die." The maid who seemed to be in a good mood smiled slightly at this time.

Momo frowned and said, "But she looks...in pain?"

You Ye said casually: "Of course, after all, her body is in pain all the time. If there is no medicine to suppress it, then if the spirit can bear it, the body will instinctively resist it."

"Pain?" Mo Mo looked at You Ye in surprise.

The maid lady nodded at this time and suddenly chuckled: "Mr. Momo, do you want to experience it?"

"Experience?" Mo Mo was stunned, then smiled bitterly and said: "I have no interest in cutting off my arm."

Unexpectedly, the maid used a gloved finger to point on Mo Mo's forehead, "It's not the kind of pain that a limb is broken, although it's almost the same, it should feel like this..."

In an instant... maybe just two or three seconds, Momo collapsed to the ground, his body curled up and twitching.

The body... seems to be being torn, torn, torn, torn constantly.

With great difficulty, Momo got up from the ground, but the experience of just one or two seconds already made his whole body soaked.

Youye now took a small capsule and fed it into Nero's mouth. After a while, Momo saw that Nero's tense expression seemed to relax a little.

And these capsules were brought back by Youye when he left... things that originally belonged to Nero.

"She, she can only rely on taking medicine to be paralyzed?" Momo seemed to realize something.

"Paralysis?" You Ye shook her head: "I'm afraid it's impossible to paralyze. This medicine can only reduce the pain to the limit that can be tolerated, right? At least it won't let her body directly defend herself. To the point where the brain falls into a coma and instinctively disconnects all neurological sensations.”

That is to say...

Momo looked at Nero's calm expression in disbelief... Was she mentally enduring this kind of inhuman pain all the time?

What has she... been going through all this time?