His gaze caught on Wa Zilong, and the memories came up like lava.
That year, there were frequent natural disasters in the southern border, and everyone suspected that it was evil and said that there would be another evil. The prince of the Central Plains even came here and threatened to help the lords of the twelve kingdoms solve the evil once and for all. What I didn't expect was that even the Heavenly Sword of the Central Plains would still have no way to take this cursed place.
That year, he only finished cleaning up a boy who was no easier to deal with than the D Wazi in front of him. That kid is extremely skilled in martial arts, and he is even more born with the concept of fighting. If it is tempered by time, the future rivers and lakes will definitely be in his pocket.
After all, even he, who is known as Wu Sheng, is also following this young man. Son lost a hand in a duel.
Feng Xue has experienced countless storms in his life, but the broken arm did not stumped him. When the time is right to cut off the bone and continue the arm, it only takes three months to rest before returning to the original state. In order to leave a wonderful river and lake in the future, Feng Xue also rescued the young man who was clearly not real.
It's just that this isn't the only thing that happened back then. "I lost my wife, I lost my handsome seal, I lost my power, I lost my wealth, and I don't have much martial arts left. Hey, my hand is still broken.
In the past ten years, the old man couldn't stop thinking, what killed his wife, cut off his right hand, and abolished his proud martial arts.
Could it be such an ignorant and unaware beast born in chaos
No, it shouldn't be.
The tyrannical power and the terror that devoured flesh and blood are just appearances. They themselves have been lost in the desire to eat, and even if they have power, it is not terrible.
Such things can only be called weapons. It is no different from a sword, except that it is not held in the hands of people. When people are killed, what do they do with murder tools? It will not be a beast that kills.
Well, there must be some kind of malice behind it. A certain kind of rooted in the depths of the southern border has not been corrected so far, and the deep-rooted distorted malice is at work.
"I was wrong..."
Feng Xue avoided Wa Zi's next round of attacks, so that he could speak in a leisurely manner.
"You've changed a bit
Much weaker now, looks like you ate people, didn't you? "
Wa Zi's attack speed increased again, like a thunderbolt in the air.
But it did not change the reality that Feng Xue could avoid by turning around. "Sage King Yuan Gong's perception of the beasts is too clear, saying that with his cultivation, since he already knows the enemy's attack route, it will not be difficult to avoid it.
Feng Xue avoided three more strikes and said lightly.
"I'm really shameless, so I kept delaying it. Luo Ming is really full of hatred.
Couldn't help but look to the other side. "Just don't die.
Chapter 83: Shocking Sword, It Comes Well (Part 1)
There was a loud bang, like a cannonball smashing the city bricks and raising the smoke into the sky.
The place closest to the city gate in Nie Yao is now fighting fiercely.
Because one time, one person. To put it bluntly, this place should be the place where the most good D players gather in the entire Nie Shao City. Eight hundred unicorn guards, two hundred warriors on the side of the king, warriors of the court, and two thousand elite soldiers of Luojian Villa, Luo Siming and Fengjian, are all guarded here.
All because the white emperors are here. Baro doesn't care about combat power, this white hornet can be said to be a dragon that most resembles the six evil ecology. It's all because the beasts are born with the ability to infect and hatch ordinary beasts as dependents, the speed is fast, and the ease of conduct is especially staggering. Once they are left alone, they will become a bloodthirsty army that is not afraid of death.
Bai Dizi has a special status among the dragon sons. This white fierce snake was worshipped by ten thousand snakes when it was first born, and what it did was not the retreat of all the beasts, but the gathering of all the beasts. It spit out an apricot, and it can call the beast army. Among the four dragon sons, it is also the most powerful family it can infect and subdue, and it also has the fierceness of destroying the enemy. He was born with the ability to command all beasts, so he was named Bai Dizi.
At this time, Bai Yu did not use its natural ability to lead the beasts to attack. Just fighting with oneself, but the situation is not optimistic.
The smoke and dust settled, and a lonely figure stood between the ruins.
He was covered in dust, not only on the hair on his clothes, but also on his head and face. Even the divine sword in his hand, which had just been cast for less than half a year and was born to drink the blood of a vicious beast, ended up covered in dust.
Who would have thought that the battle between Tianjian and Xianxue met again in ten years would end up so one-sided.
Luo Siming couldn't help but mourn. "Dad, you...
But Luo Ming raised his hand to stop him.
After a long time, Luo Ming was able to say a word. "I'll do it myself."
There were tiger tears in Luo Siming's eyes. Because he knew that Shihuicai's father didn't want to talk. Instead, he was unable to speak due to the unevenness of his breath. Even the warm blood in his throat was swallowed with great difficulty.
What a broad and profound martial art is Guizang Swordsmanship, and what a righteous swordsmanship is Huiluo's swordsmanship, not to mention that it is performed by a master with such cultivation as Luo Ming. How could it be easy to end up with uneven adjustment of inner qi
If it wasn't to win by force as if you were desperate, and desperately force yourself back into a reckless attack that forced yourself to exchange your life for your life, how could it be? This shouldn't have happened to a supernatural expert, but in the two hours so far, Luo Si Ming has seen too much.
When he saw his father holding the sword, he seemed to be lost. Li Zhi, desperate to fight with Emperor Bai. Often, before the sword could reach the snake's body, it was swept away by Emperor Bai's swift and incoherent attack. And no matter how many times he was knocked to the ground, he still stood up in the next moment and continued to perform the same play. As if tireless, do not know pain. Otherwise, the master of supernatural powers only need a trace of true qi to activate Zhu Zhaoyouying's extraordinary power, how can he show signs of failure within two hours of going there.
Feng Xue's worries are correct.
As Wu Sheng had predicted, among the three battles, the side with the most combat power arranged by Ming Fei Zhenhui was the most dangerous side.
Feng Xue and Luo Ming have very different temperaments. If they were officials in the same dynasty, they would be incompatible.
Fengxue is free and uninhibited, spontaneous and generous. Otherwise, as the heir to the richest man in Luoyang, how could he be willing to go to the southern border to endure hardships. And for the girl he likes, he sells himself as a slave, from low to high, and gradually achieves the southern border as an ordinary warrior, and even becomes a warrior saint. This person has been unrestrained and unrestrained in his life, with a beautiful scenery in his chest, he has seen all kinds of things in the world, and he has tasted the ups and downs.
Even if he met the enemy who cut off his arm and killed his wife, he could still understand how to get revenge. It was even more clear that the one who really killed his wife and broke his arm was definitely not a vicious beast in front of him, but something deeper and darker.
Only then can you not be constrained by the enemy in front of you, and respond freely and calmly.
But not everyone can do this. The name Barlow was the exact opposite of him. Back when he was a child, the family discipline was extremely strict, and he developed his arrogant and arrogant temperament. But under the indifferent exterior, there is an ancient warm heart that ordinary people can't see from a distance. Especially when facing the object of his release of feelings, such as his wife, his son.
He saw with his own eyes that hope was deprived bit by bit, and everything that was back to him was taken away at the same time, and he was also knocked down, escaping like a bereaved dog. Otherwise, he wouldn't just cast a sword into the devil and let Mr. An and others dictate.
Even now that he has recovered from his madness, his heart has not disappeared.
As long as one day his attachments have not been eliminated, this inner demon D will not disappear. Just hiding somewhere, waiting for the day when the counterattack engulfs him. It's like seeing Emperor Bai now.
When he was defeated by Ming Feizhen and temporarily recovered from his inner demon, no one was more panicked than Luo Ming. The calmness after the madness was always extremely panic. D should calm down and face everything he has done, bear all the consequences, and think about remedial countermeasures.
On the way to Southern Border, Luo Ming had already thought clearly.
Nothing could appease the court more than his death. The rebellion of Luojian Villa could not be completely suppressed. There were so many people participating in the Divine Refinement Casting Conference that day, even among the imperial courts, the three divisions of martial arts might not be able to unify their caliber. As for the various factions of martial arts.
It's just a matter of time.
Once the incident happened, the Luo family could not escape the fate of extinction. All he can do is to make a contribution to killing the murderer here. With a reputation of regretting his death in battle, the emperor is the most nostalgic person. As long as he doesn't kill them all, given the importance of the Luo family for the imperial court to cast soldiers for a hundred years, Luojian Villa can still survive.
Once this point is considered clearly, there are not many options left for Luo Ming's road ahead.
Only death.
Thinking of this, Luo Ming wanted to laugh even more. ...he was not afraid of death. In fact, for the past ten years, he has thought about dying every day.
However, when a person's choice is only the same, it will be a different state of mind.
It's a state of despair. Ba Fengxue was able to let go of his impulses.
Luo Ming couldn't let go, couldn't let go, couldn't let go. Ri Fengxue still has hope, but Luo Ming does not.
All he had was a breath. Even if his hands are broken and his feet are crippled, he still has to bite off the throat of his enemy, and he still can't let go of his bones and ashes.