Zhao Shuo once thought that the "casting sword" method of Xijiange was the most beautiful cultivation method of time.
He only needs to beat his body and soul step by step, and when the time comes, he can accept all the cultivation bases of the "scabbard" and instantly break through to the stage of spiritual transformation.
But what he didn't expect was that everything he held on his own was broken up in Hening City!
in torrential rain.
Under the onlookers of countless people, he tried his best and could not defeat Xiao Jinse.
The huge gap completely subverted his cognition.
"This Zhao Shuo is a vegetable."
"Without the scabbard, he is nothing."
"It's just a shame to wash the sword pavilion!"
There are more lines that fit the sarcastic tone of passers-by in Shuangwen's novels poured into Zhao Shuo's mind.
Lying on the ground, he looked at those eyes full of mockery in horror, and the darkness in his heart expanded infinitely.
He can't accept it!
Just a mere Xiao Jinse, a waste material who couldn't even beat a maid who could only do laundry and cooking because he couldn't cultivate, unexpectedly defeated him who was trained by Xijiange in just one year.
correct.
He also has a scabbard.
If Ju Buyi made a move, he would definitely be able to stab Xiao Jinse to death with one sword.
From the moment he was born, everything in the scabbard was destined to be his.
There is no difference between him killing Xiao Jinse with his scabbard and killing Xiao Jinse with his own hands.
However…
It's ridiculous!
After his scabbard was defeated by Bai Lian, he even said that he wanted to find his true self—
[I am not a scabbard!]
For this reason, Ju Buyi also stabbed his own Qi Hai Dantian with a sword.
Zhao Shuo was full of wonder.
It's not easy, do you think you can repay your kindness in this way
ridiculous!
Your life was saved by Xijiange, and your cultivation base was poured out by Xijiange using the Holy Spirit Xijian Pond. Without this power, you would have died countless times.
Everything that he experienced and saw that day was like a giant stone pressing on Zhao Shuo.
Finally, after countless repeated collisions, he broke through his line of defense.
He screamed silently.
Under the crowd's onlookers, his Dao heart was broken.
When the Tao's heart is broken, a person becomes a crippled person.
Under normal circumstances, even if someone takes good care of him, he can only live for decades at most.
Fortunately, his path should not end here.
a month ago.
An extraterrestrial demon suddenly descended on Yingzhou.
He was fortunate enough to be a bargaining chip in that deal whose content was unknown.
With the gift of the Demon Emperor, his Dao Heart was reunited.
Not only that, but he also gained a power that was completely different from the Taoism he had practiced before, and this power was so powerful that he could instantly be comparable to a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage.
scabbard
[This thing is much more useful than a scabbard!]
Zhao Shuo was sure that even if he successfully inherited Ju Buyi's cultivation, he would not be as strong as he is now.
From hell to fairyland, it only took him a month to cross this gap!
"This is an achievement that Bai Lian, who was once the Immortal Emperor, could not achieve!"
Zhao Shuo laughed wildly, and the black energy behind him danced.
Now he is fearless!
Bai Lian is very strong, but the means displayed by the Demon Emperor are far superior to Bai Lian.
Today, he has no reason to lose to Xiao Jinse again.
"The trash kicked out by Xijiange is still trash no matter how much you struggle!"
The black energy emanating from Zhao Shuo went straight to Xiao Jinse's Dayan Li Huojian Jue.
The fire dragons gathered in the four directions were flying on the fiery red chessboard, and the terrifying coercion of the waves made the disciples of Xijiange, who were watching the play in the distance, shiver.
Maybe just a little spark can burn them completely.
but…
"blocked!"
Someone's eyes widened.
The black air blocked the dancing fire dragon!
The fire dragon roared, but to no avail.
In the long night, Zhao Shuo seemed to be the focus.
"Rainfall!"
He drank lightly.
As a result, a pouring rain fell in the sky, just like the situation in Hening City that day.
But this rain is no ordinary rain.
It is wrapped in spiritual energy, and it is also wrapped in Senran magic energy.
As soon as it was touched, the dancing fire dragon began to corrode as if it had been subjected to strong acid.
After a few breaths, the fire dragon was completely extinguished with a whimper.
"But so."
Zhao Shuo stepped out of the circle he had set, starting from the heavy rain, he wanted to let Xiao Jinse fully experience the despair he had experienced!
As for Bai Lian...
It's not his responsibility.
If the extraterritorial demons are real, ten white pity are not worth it!
"It's as tricky as it looks."
Xiao Jinse dodged the rain of light that suddenly shot out in the dark night.
An offensive setback didn't make her feel lost.
She was ready when she felt the breath emanating from Zhao Shuo.
She can't go back.
Because her ultimate goal is to board the Sword Pavilion!
If there is a little trouble and she is downcast, she will have no way to vent the breath that has been accumulated in her heart.
"In the past few years in Qiongming Peak, although I have not experienced big storms, it is not that I have not gained anything."
With those perverted junior sisters around, she didn't dare to stop for a moment, and she didn't dare to relax her vigilance for a moment.
Therefore, although she did not experience as many killings as in the game, Qiong Ming's monster room still gave her a powerful strength that surpassed the same period in the game.
Looking at Zhao Shuo who was getting closer and closer to him, Xiao Jinse held the big sword in front of him.
The index finger and middle finger of her left hand were close together, and wrapped in a turquoise light, she wiped the thick blade from bottom to top.
It's like casting a magical enchantment.
In an instant, the already crimson Fubuki Sword swelled even thicker.
Do not.
It is not so much an expansion, but a closer look is actually a huge halo of scorching spiritual energy.
When the concentration of the halo accumulated to a certain limit, accompanied by a silent roar, the fiery red beam of light pierced through the boundless night like a long spear.
"Eight Desolate Flame Dragon!"