According to the rules of this world, some warriors can reach a certain level without accumulating profound energy. Of course, this is rarely the case in a million. It usually takes decades for such a genius to emerge.
Hu Yunshang is a genius. Although Dugubao looks ugly and relies on the help of his parents to achieve results, he is also an out-and-out genius.
It's just that the former realized the sword intent with infatuation, while the latter realized the sword intent with jealousy.
Who would have thought that infatuation can enter the sword, and refined jealousy can also enter the sword
But this kind of thing just happened.
Hu Yunshang's infatuated knife is magnificent and generous, upright and upright without any evil spirit.
But the first time the ugly man Ah Luo swung the sword of human jealousy, it was full of weirdness.
The sword's edge is sharp, but it doesn't move the slightest wind. The sword is insidious, as if it is about to sneak attack from behind.
"What kind of trick is this?" Wu Zhe exclaimed.
Before the words fell, the sword intent of the ugly man Ah Luo had already struck in front of him.
clang-
Wu Zhe blocked the handle of the gun and collided with the edge of the sword bursting out from the sword.
"Danger!" Long Lao exclaimed.
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The blade of the sword with white light visible to the naked eye touched the handle of the iron gun in Wu Zhe's hand, and there was a crisp sound. But in the next moment, the handle of the gun was cut off with unparalleled sharpness.
This sword edge is separated from the sword of the ugly man Ah Luo, and it belongs to the existence of an insubstantial sword edge, but this sharpness is astounding.
Among the weapons on the martial arts arena in the palace, which one would be ordinary? At least it is the refined iron from the first-class iron shop.
But in front of this sword edge, there were only two fragile low sounds, and it was already cut by its sharpness.
Not only that, Wu Zhe only felt the handle of the gun in his hand vibrate slightly, and a strange force invaded his arm along the handle of the gun.
Xie Lao and the others also saw that something was wrong, and there were exclamations: "I can't stop it, get out of the way!"
The moment Wu Zhe's right arm went numb, he dropped his gun. At the same time, the body falls backwards in an iron bridge pose.
He was about to be injured, and the white sword edge brushed against Wu Zhe's nose.
The people on the sidelines looked like their backs were in a cold sweat.
Onlookers know that if Zhou Zhiruo's dodge was a little slower, or a little faster, there would be big problems.
This moment of dodge was well grasped. If you hide too late. In mild cases, a piece of the chin was cut off, and in severe cases, the head would fall off. And if she hides early, her iron bridge movement will change the position of her already tall chest, and I'm afraid she will perform the scene of cutting the jade girl peak with a knife.
Of course, there are a few dirty people secretly exclaiming that it's a pity, and they have never seen such a spectacle before.
The ugly man Ah Luo's blade passed over Wu Zhe, and his momentum continued unabated, until he cut off many branches of a big tree in the distance, and it was over with the sound of falling branches and leaves.
Wu Zhe regained his figure after a flash, and said angrily, "Aren't you too ruthless?"
The ugly Ah Luo also ignored Wu Zhe. Because his eyes were closed from the moment he made the move just now.
Although he liked this girl very much in his heart, compared with himself, he was still more important personally. So after making a move, he didn't consider the opponent's life or death at all, but immediately seized the time to close his eyes and concentrate, and fully experience the fleeting feeling of enlightenment at this moment.
Jealousy!
This is the origin of the ugly man Ah Luo's sword intent.
After this feeling was indeed stabilized in his heart, he slowly opened his eyes, looked at the girl who was a little bit embarrassed in front of him but scolded him angrily, with a smile on his face.
"If you want to kill, you have to use normal moves. What kind of flying props like Whirlwind Slash and Gale Slash are you playing with?" Wu Zhe angrily reprimanded with his hands on his hips.
She wanted to spend some time.
The ugly man Ah Luo said: "You are unscathed, it must be quite decisive to dodge in a critical moment. This basalt talent is really enviable."
"It almost killed someone, okay?" Wu Zhe stared.
"Miss Zhou's eyes are so beautiful. It's not an exaggeration to say that they look like stars in the sky. The cute look between her eyebrows and eyes makes me a little bit reluctant." The ugly A Luo said with a smile: "It's just that I said it just now, I'm going to kill you."
As soon as the words fell, the ugly man Ah Luo swung his sword again.
"People are jealous of swords!"
This time, the speed of swinging the sword was faster, and the edge of the sword was more shining. But although it is dazzling, it does not shine like the sun, but a strange light.
"It's faster to turn your face than to turn a book!" Wu Zhe narrowed his eyes. I am very vigilant in my heart.
What is so weird about this ugly sword move? Is it enlightenment
She didn't expect that it was because of her genius performance that Dugu Lao had a new breakthrough.
The blade of this fencing is thinner, and the power is definitely not weakened, so it must be stronger.
"Hurry up and stop!" Long Lao yelled from the sidelines: "Dugu Lao, are you crazy? Don't mess with killers!"
In a hurry, he didn't care that his profound energy was only mediocre, and he had already rushed to the field.
Of course, Long Lao could see that Dugu Luo had suddenly comprehended the sword intent. But what he cares about is not this ugly man, but the beauty who is comparable to his own disciple.
He could see it. When Dugu Lao comprehended the meaning of the sword, he seized the time to grasp the feeling of enlightenment, so he kept drawing the sword.
Most of my life's cultivation has been passed on to that beauty, how can I be trained by him
"Let's go and stop them! It doesn't matter if the two of them are dead or injured!" Old Mang yelled, and also rushed to the field.
Elder Ying, Elder He, Elder Xi and others also stamped their feet and jumped over: "The sword intent of a moon-level saint, how can a girl with nine-star profound energy be able to withstand it!"
"Stop, Luo'er!" Xie Lao didn't rush forward. Because he saw that his son was practicing, and he didn't want to disturb his enlightenment. She also held back the master of Yuan Healing Palace: "Your strength is not strong enough to stop him. You should wait here in case Zhou Zhiruo is injured and heal him quickly. If you are also injured, who will save him?"
This is also true. Finally, Mr. Xie thought that it would be best for Zhou Zhiruo to be his daughter-in-law, so she considered her safety.
In fact, she didn't think about it for a moment. Which girl was hacked to death by a man, and could marry him? This is already beyond the scope of discussion, it is almost ruthless, ruthless, destroying flowers, flowers blooming and falling, countless reds...
Ahem, anyway, it is impossible for a normal woman to consider this marriage, let alone Wu Zhe.
The elders were like lightning, and they were approaching Dugubao in the blink of an eye.
And Wu Zhe's figure flashed sharply, barely dodging Dugulao's second-style sword edge.
But her left rib was scraped by the sword, and a large piece was cut off like tofu.
Those who noticed shouted in their hearts: It's over, Zhou Zhiruo is seriously injured! Even if the Master of Yuan Cure Hall saves his life, I am afraid that his martial arts cultivation will be greatly reduced. (To be continued..)