Chapter 224

In a quiet bamboo forest, two children are playing with bamboo swords. One of them is waving a bamboo sword, which is unspeakably light and natural. This is a real Kendo genius, born with terrible sword perception and talent. With his rapid expansion, he finally became a strong man with unparalleled sword skills. In the end, he was eaten back and died while studying fencing!

On a calm lake, two figures stood on the lake, with swords at their feet, dragging their bodies from falling into the lake. This is a pair of husband and wife like glue. They look at each other, smile like a soul, and start a mysterious double sword cooperation secret.

On the dark lonely mountain, a stone statue stood up. I don't know how long it has passed. It cracked in vain. A man came out of the interior, a man with a terrible sword light in his eyes.

"Hahaha... Finally understand the realm of sword soul!"

"Wow!"

As soon as his palm stretched out, a light cyan sword appeared, stretching and stretching constantly, as if he had his own spirit.

On a wasteland, a green haired man was fighting madly. The two long swords in his hand were as fast and powerful as dragons. However, the four opponents who besieged him were more powerful, and a powerful mage kept releasing magic, which hindered the green haired man everywhere.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!..."

It looks like a crazy devil. The green haired man's killing intention is awe inspiring in his eyes. The clanging sound of the two swords in his palm continues. Suddenly, there is a flash of intelligence in his mind. It seems that he has realized something in vain. The swordsmanship soars in an instant and turns defeat into victory.

A man with a cold face held the double swords and didn't care about the interception of the four strong men. Hua La, he suddenly waved the double swords, which suddenly rose like two sharp lights into the sky, four huge heads burst into the sky, and blood splashed!

Poisonous scorpions are everywhere in the silent desert. They quietly go towards a middle-aged man with a long sword on his bare feet. This middle-aged man is an ordinary man. He loves swordsmanship all his life, but has not been instructed by an expert. He eats and sleeps with a sword every day, and establishes a wonderful connection with his own sword.

"A sword dancer moves everywhere!"

The middle-aged man suddenly pulled out the long sword behind him, and a silver peak suddenly flashed. Then, it turned into thousands of stars. The poisonous scorpions crawling on all sides stopped together. The next moment, they all turned into two halves, without exception!

An old man practiced swordsmanship all his life, but he couldn't reach the ideal height. He stood on the top of the cliff and left tears in vain. He jumped and fell off the cliff!

"Since you can't see the true mystery of kendo, you just die for an afterlife!"

At the top of a huge tree, two figures were facing each other. One of them, a middle-aged man with a heavy sword, roared, "sword Saint amost, I want to challenge you! Kill!"

"Boom..."

He cut it out with one sword, and the Epee came like a huge mountain, which made people tremble and tremble.

"Blood moon dance!"

When an old man waved his hand, the bloody long sword in his palm suddenly burst out, like a peacock opening the screen and fireworks blooming. He instantly broke the opponent's heavy sword attack, making his body break like porcelain. His eyes were still looking at the sky, and there were faint traces of bloody sword light in the air.

"The sword light is really beautiful." he licked his lips, and the old man showed an intoxicated look.

On a blue Boulder, an old man with a long sword is teaching his disciples. Every word is Abas, which makes people enlightened. Many disciples are deeply intoxicated and elated.

"Sword! What is his essence? Killing! The reason why he created the sword is to kill! Two edges, sword tip, sword back, sword Qi and even sword light can be used to kill! Different sword techniques have different power in the hands of people with different personalities. The real sword technique is not high or low, only suitable or not. The simpler the sword technique is, the more pure it is, but you It's more and more difficult for us to understand the essence! "The old man explained constantly and gave personal guidance to his disciples from time to time.

Angrily holding a huge hammer, a dwarf man was roaring, "barut, why don't you use your semi artifact long sword? Are you confident to defeat me at the same time? It's so arrogant!"

The eyes were light and the clouds were light. A kind middle-aged man slowly said, "Charlie, my Kendo has now entered a level you can't imagine. It's not barut in the wild beast wasteland three years ago. At this time, no sword is better than a sword. The sword is not in hand, but in the heart."

"Shit, nonsense! Die!"

"Poof!"

In vain, the dwarf man vomited blood at his mouth and looked incredibly at his chest. There, the short sword he was wearing pierced his heart!

"Poop!"

The dwarf man fell down, and there was still a strong reluctance on his face.

In a canyon, a group of adventurers were killing a caravan. In vain, one of the guards screamed and fell to the ground. In his palm, a long sword appeared. It suddenly moved, fast, fast and shocking. Under a series of terrible sword shadows, a lot of adventurers screamed and fell to the ground

On the top of the snow mountain, there are two figures standing still in the vigorous wind. They are full of terrible killing gas. They use long swords!

"Luo Tian sword skill!"

One of them drank violently, and the long sword in his hand suddenly swung and twisted in a strange and mysterious way. Suddenly, a faint sword light appeared on the long sword, and the endless sword light shrouded the opposite enemy.

"Chuyang!"

The person opposite was not in a hurry. Suddenly, a sound of sword rang. A golden sword light directly tore the Mengmeng sword light world, just like the rising sun, the first touch of sunshine shining on the earth, directly enveloped his opponent, made him scream, and turned into a blood mist.

Zhuge Pang's heart is silent. With the eternal divine crystal and soul consciousness, Zhuge Pang shuttles through memory fragments. There, all the records are about kendo. Some are overbearing and sweep all directions, while others are like clouds in the sky. Some are upright, open and close, some are insidious, cunning, mysterious and changeable, and some are unpredictable and difficult to understand, Some evolves infinitely, which makes people smack.

It is not a real reincarnation, but watching the mystery of 18 million Kendo in a day at a terrible time flow rate. This means alone is shocking. More and more memory fragments were watched by Zhuge Pang. His understanding of Kendo was also rising. With the continuous growth, he was confused like watching the flowers in the fog and the moon in the water.

This is somewhat similar to the Buddhist barrier of knowledge and vision. The deeper you understand, the more you feel, but it becomes more and more complex. You can't see the truth, like a leaf blocking your eyes. Perhaps, the next second suddenly, you will understand everything. Perhaps, you will be at a loss and can't see through all your life.

"I see..."

I don't know how long later, Zhuge Pang made a sound in his heart. Suddenly, he realized that his understanding of Kendo had risen to a higher level and really entered the house.

There are 18 million pieces of memory, each of which can not be copied. There is only one chance to appear. At the moment, Zhuge Pang is constantly feeling that the accumulation is becoming more and more thick and full. How huge is it to watch 18 million pieces of memory? Even though most of the memory fragments are just a few words, they can be combined with an enormous amount of information. Zhuge Pang constantly accepted these and felt that his perception of Kendo was soaring into the sky and thousands of miles in a flash.

While Zhuge Pang constantly comprehended many memory fragments and his perception of Kendo improved rapidly, the son of God was in a state of confusion. Although there was a mysterious and noble divine glow in his body, which gradually woke him up from his confusion, it would take him at least half a day to wake him up.