Two prison officers in blue official robes appeared in front of the cell for the first time.
Before the cell door was opened, two flying swords of different colors had already flown in through the small ventilation window, piercing Zhang Shiwu on the stone couch in the cell like lightning.
Zhang Shiwu was lying on the stone collapse, obviously the sea of energy was pierced and bound by the unique talisman thread, and even steel wires were pierced inside his body, making it impossible to commit suicide. However, at this time, the surface of his body was It seemed to be burning, and scarlet air waves gushed out continuously, like red roses blooming continuously.
Facing the two small swords flying in through the window, Zhang Shiwu smiled and did not move.
However, to the astonishment of the two prison officers, the two flying swords inexplicably stopped in the air, unable to advance an inch!
Until now, the two prison officers did not realize that there is a kind of sword scripture called Nianjian in this world.
Just like the Xinnian sword used by Yi Xin of the Xinjian sect who participated in the Minshan Sword Association.
What this kind of sword master cultivates is mind.
When the body is out of control, their strong willpower and spiritual power far exceed that of ordinary people, and they can gather the vitality of the world and turn it into a powerful sword.
Only in the next moment, the blood spurted from the mouths of the two prison officers, and they directly lost contact with their two flying swords.
The two flying swords were surrounded by scarlet air waves, and they stuck together, as if they had become a pair of scissors.
There were several clicks and cracks, and all the trapped dragon ropes running through Zhang Shiwu's sea of air were cut.
When these thin metal cords were pulled out of the body, blood flowed out along the wound.
In the next instant, a tiny sound of chi chi chi sounded from Zhang Shiwu's body, and all the steel wires that penetrated deeply into his body and flowed into his meridians, hindering the flow of his true energy were all rushed out of his body, as if The fluttering willow silk fluttered in the air around him.
Zhang Shiwu smiled and sat up.
All the blood flowing out of his body was strangely integrated with the re-gathered heaven and earth vitality drawn by his thoughts, and shot out like many red ribbons.
There was a loud bang.
The heavy black iron prison door shook and flew out.
The two prison officers who had no time to dodge, with blood gushing from their mouths, and the five or six prison officers who came after them were sent flying by the black iron prison door amidst the screams.
The red streamer flew like a living thing, passed through a distance of more than ten feet, and fell towards the body of Lin Zhujiu in the deepest water prison.
Shen Xuan still stood still.
These mixtures of vitality and blood, like red ribbons, flew past him strangely, forming a strange and gorgeous picture.
When the first red blood band fell into Lin Zhujiu's body, Lin Zhujiu's decayed body exuded a fresh breath.
"Blood sacrifice offering, this kind of exercise has been found by the people of Bashan Sword Field. I don't know how much effort those people who hide in the dark have put in to save you."
Shen Xuan looked at Lin Zhujiu, who was starting to regenerate in the middle of the water, and sneered.
"That means I haven't failed as a human being."
Lin Zhujiu laughed.
His body floated up from the water.
All the talismans that bound his body, including all the steel wires and golden cables buried in his body, were all squeezed out of his body.
After withdrawing from his body, these steel wires and thin cables did not flutter and fall like Zhang Shiwu did, but flew in front of him, and began to weave and intertwine rapidly in a palpitating way. , becoming a sword shape.
Shen Xuan frowned deeply.
The sword formed in front of Lin Zhujiu not only exudes a strong natal aura, but also carries an indescribable aura of flesh and blood.
He began to wake up.
In the past years, these things imprisoned everything in Lin Zhujiu's body, but everything in Lin Zhujiu's body was also warming and tempering these things.
This is a sword made by Lin cooking wine for more than ten years, not only with vitality, but also with flesh and blood!
When the sword is first formed, before drinking the blood of the enemy, it is the most fierce time!
These steel wires and thin cables became more and more condensed in front of Lin Zhuojiu, and no gaps could be seen anymore.
A crimson long sword was formed, and the room was filled with red light.
Shen Xuan's face changed gradually.
…
The crystal water droplets quietly suspended in front of Bai Shanshui, oscillating, but hesitating.
Du Qingli looked at Bai Shanshui with one eye, and the powerful meaning in her pupils became stronger and stronger.
However, at this moment, Bai Shanshui stood with his hands behind his back, smiled at him, and said, "Do you know? Actually, I don't need to win or lose with you."
At this moment, Du Qingli's brain was still in shock, he was stunned, unable to understand the meaning of this sentence.
"I just need to entangle you here."
Bai Shanshui said lightly: "That's enough."
Du Qingli didn't think what she said made sense, but he had an inexplicable sense of foreboding.
So he has to decide the winner.
In just one glance, all the vitality of heaven and earth accumulated in his body for many years spewed out.
In the space between him and Bai Shanshui, it was as if there was an invisible giant, blasting forward violently in a circle.
A shock wave visible to the naked eye rushed towards Bai Shanshui at a terrifying speed.
Bai Shanshui didn't move at all, that drop of crystal water began to change, turned into countless water droplets, and then turned into countless water bubbles, enveloping Bai Shanshui layer by layer.
The shock wave rushed over layers of crystal clear water bubbles.
Layer after layer of force is constantly eliminating the gaps between each layer of blisters, but this crystal clear blister is not broken.
The powerful meaning in Du Qingli's one-eyed eyes instantly turned into shock.
"The sword intent of my Yunshui Palace is the most soft." Bai Shanshui stood in countless layers of crystal clear water bubbles, as if looking at him through countless layers of worlds, said lightly.
Du Qingli's body began to freeze rapidly.
He found that he and the vast majority of practitioners in Changling had made a serious mistake.
What they had seen before was Bai Shanshui's rigid side, but they didn't realize her soft side.
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"Are you still not going back?"
Du Hongtan looked at Zhao Si with sympathetic eyes.
The huge monument that was slashing at him like a giant sword has slowly tilted upwards.
Countless black sand flowed into the back of his hand like a waterfall, and then turned into black air, flowing out from his palm and falling on the huge monument.
It was as if his hands were glued to the monument.
His whole body is going up.
The huge monument also gradually tilted up, and the weight was naturally pressed towards Zhao Si's end.
In his opinion, when the weight of the stele was all on Zhao Si, Zhao Si would be completely unable to bear it, and his whole body might burst into countless pieces.
"Although I very much hope that you will continue to persevere, and I really hope that you will die here... But do you really want to do this?"
With obvious sympathy, he looked at the silent Zhao Si and continued to speak.
Zhao Si still did not respond.
Du Hongtan suddenly looked back.
Because at this moment, he felt an aura that made him feel extremely dangerous.
The moment he turned his head back, behind him some black sand-like vitality flowing like a waterfall suddenly condensed and turned into several black bamboos, which then bloomed into crimson flowers.
Du Hongtan's complexion changed drastically.
His hand quickly broke away from the giant monument, and he slapped it backwards.
There was a bang.
A puff of black air gushed out from the void behind him, and shot out in a radius of tens of feet in an instant.
In the black air, a quiet woman in a crimson robe appeared.
Holding the guqin, she raised her head slowly, scarlet blood oozing from the corner of her mouth, but her two pupils were all black at this moment, and black air flowed out palpitatingly.
"Miss Shang?"
Du Hongtan was even more unbelievable, and made a sound in shock.
The quiet woman didn't respond.
Her hands are playing on the guqin.
Several black strings flew up and disappeared into the air.
Du Hongtan shouted angrily, and the falling black sand swirled around his body one after another.
In the black sand, several black bamboos grew tenaciously.
Zhao Si narrowed his eyes slightly.
Her two fingers left the huge monument, and then held it in the air.
The giant monument suddenly burned, turning into countless burning iron juices and pouring into the swirling black sand.
Countless white smoke gushed out.
Du Hongtan's shouts kept ringing out.
Zhao Si continued to move forward.
When the monument disappeared, there was a red light flashing inside.
The iron pith condensed into a small red-hot sword.
Zhao Jianlu is best at making swords.
Zhao Si's hand grasped the newly smelted sword, and stabbed fiercely into the black sand in front of him.
Du Hongtan's breathing stopped completely.
This is his home and his strongest place, but for Miss Shang, it is also her strongest place.
And Zhao Si's sword, which was as fierce as blood and yang, was born to be the nemesis of gloomy and ghostly aura.
So he can't stop it.
He can't be the opponent of these two people.
He could only watch helplessly as the small sword pierced into his body.
Puff.
His body was pierced by this small sword.
In the next instant, his whole body was on fire.