Thousand Blades of Death

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"Virtual Flash"

It was like a meteor suddenly flashing in the sky, the blue and purple flash instantly cut through the fiery red ocean, and straight into the sky, as if the sky dome was divided into two halves! !

"Teacher Yamamoto coughs!!" Shibuchiro, who was watching the battle, saw the figure of Yamamoto Yuan Liuzhai was submerged in the blue-violet flash, and screamed anxiously!

"Don't be impulsive! Floating Bamboo!!" Standing next to Jingle Chunshui, he immediately reached out and grabbed Shigaro of Floating Bamboo who wanted to rush up, watching the hands of Shigaro of Floating Bamboo still coughing because of anxiety. On the edge of the soul, Jingle Chunshui knew that his old friend was very worried about the safety of Yamamoto Yuan Liuzhai, and he said: "Don’t be nervous! Floating Bamboo! Old man, he is not an opponent that can be solved to this degree. what"

"He, but the **** of death who has been holding the strongest name for thousands of years"

The blue-violet flashes gradually disappeared on Ma Yuan's fingers, and the blue-purple in front of the flashes also gradually returned to sight.

"Is your false flash only this level?"

Suddenly, a sound like a nightmare in **** sounded in front of Ma Yuan!

Ma Yuan was shocked, and raised his head, he saw the Yamamoto Yuan Liuzhai heavy country smoking, but stood there as if nothing had happened, even his feet did not move! !

"This...how is this...maybe?" Ma Yuan's eyes suddenly widened, and even the blurred eyes were filled with consternation!

"It seems that this is your full strength..." Yamamoto Yuan Liuzhai walked slowly towards Ma Yuan, but Ma Yuan felt like there was a terrible wild beast on the opposite side. Like this, his face kept backing in horror!

"Old man, did I also say that before?! Your sword became weaker..." Yamamoto Yuan Liuzhai stepped closer to Ma Yuan, but the distance between them was further and further!

"When you remove the seal you swallowed, the sword in your hand will be weak..." Yamamoto Yuan Liuzhai stepped forward step by step, walking slowly step by step, It’s like a very ordinary old man walking, but obviously it is like this, Ma Yuan feels like there is a huge high mountain standing in front of him, and stepping closer to himself, making him daunted and difficult resistance!

This terrible sense of urgency is like you watching a huge train rushing straight at you, and the slow speed is like a slow-out DVD, but you can't avoid it!

as if. . . . . . Like destiny, let yourself fall under the rumbling wheels of this train

"This is..." Seeing what's happening on the battlefield, Shizuhiro Fuzhu suddenly widened his eyes and was speechless!

"Oops! It seems that the old man is real! Take out all the things at the bottom of the press box!" Jingle Chunshui looked at Yamamoto Yuan Liuzhai in the battlefield, then lowered his head and whispered: "That let More wooden swords are all forbidden..."

"Kendo"

"Damn it, don't come close to me" Ma Yuan was really unable to withstand the pressure of this kind of pressing and rising, he cried out hoarsely with his voice, and his fingers were already aimed at Yamamoto Yuan Liuzhai heavy country, The dazzling blue-violet light shining brightly on the fingertips.

"Shut up for me!!! False Flash!!!"

The gigantic streamer of Dao once again blasted into the Yamamoto Yuanzhai Chongguo, but the Yamamoto Yuan Liuzhai Chongguo just cut the flashing blade in his hand against the imaginary flash, and split the virtual flash into two halves!

Afterwards, the footsteps of Yamamoto Yuan Liuzhai's heavy country once again moved towards Ma Yuan, as if the previous Xu Xing was just a fly like a wave that could be driven away!

"This... how is this possible?!!! You can't be so strong!!!" Ma Yuan's eyes widened and her face was unbelievable.

"It's not that I am strong, but that you are weak!" Yamamoto Yuan Liuzhai gradually approached, and the flowing edge of his hand slowly raised to the top of his head. "The battle is not only measured by the size of the spiritual pressure. Ah boy! The will to fight is the most important thing! But you have forgotten your original intention to hold the sword, and for what reason you held the sword in your hand! Lost your original perseverance of your sword, It’s already rusted!"

"When you liberated your **** seal, you already lost!"

"Remember this lesson that the old man gave you! Of course! Tuition is your life!"

Yamamoto Yuan Liuzhai said with a loud voice, the sword in his hand showed its simple and long-lasting appearance, no spiritual power, and no flame, but it looked like a towering mountain, looking up, unable to look directly at it, only Watching it gradually grow bigger and bigger in his pupils, but he was unable to stop it!

Holding a knife high and falling heavily

In front of Ma Yuan, the blood was violently splattered, but Ma Yuan didn't notice it at all, looked at the front with two eyes, and looked at the huge mouth in front of his chest, and he was constantly healing. flesh.

"Regenerate at speed?"

The eyes of Yamamoto Yuan Liuzhai's heavy country squinted, and the razor-blade in his hand again burst into flames. He wanted to give Ma Yuan a fatal blow, so that he had no possibility of regeneration!

However, at this time, the silk corrugated spiritual force suddenly wrapped around the body of Yamamoto Yuanzhai Chongguo, and the action of calling Yamamoto Yuanzhai Chongguo slightly paused.

"Are the heavens empty?" Yamamoto Yuan Liuzhai looked at the sky.

"Please note that everything I say below is true"

. "Hey, what should I do?" Jingle Chunshui quickly recovered from the news that shocked him, and immediately jumped to the front of Yamamoto Yuan Liuzhai.

"Huh!" Yamamoto Yuan Liuzhai heavy country snorted coldly, turned directly and left.

"Teacher..." Shizuhiro Fuzhu looked at Yamamoto Yuan Liuzhai, who was walking dashing ahead, and then looked at Ma Yuan, who had fallen to the ground, at a loss.

"Let's go... He is no longer threatened..." Jingle Chunshui held Fuzhu Shizilang and said while walking: "His will has been completely dismantled by the old man's sword, now he, But I can’t even hold the sword... It’s really ruthless!"

"Then he has already become a waste person?" Shizuhiro Fuzhu exclaimed.

"That's not enough, after all, the spirit pressure of the body is still on the body! It's just that the figure of the old man will appear after holding the sword. This is the so-called heart barrier!" Jingle Chunshui slowly Explained that it was like talking to Shizuhiro of Fuzhu and talking to Ma Yuan who fell to the ground. "In this way, the combat power will shrink greatly!"

"Seriously, even the courage to hold the knife will not be there!" Jingle Chunshui continued with a sigh: "This is basically the same as waste..."

"Unless, he can find it again, the reason why he held the knife..."

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