Chapter 1048: Sharpen

So many people, for so many years, can't realize the mystery here.

Of course, Luo Zheng will not think that he can understand what he is in a short time.

He stayed here purely because he was curious about the white sword...

These swords should be left by the sword and the gods. When he carved this poem, he put his understanding of the kendo into these characters!

Therefore, these characters, from sunset to sunrise, 10,000 years, 100,000 years, have been releasing those white swords for millions of years...

Just look like, others can't see these swords, and Luo Zheng can see it under the concentration.

Through his own swordsmanship, Luo Zheng can fight against these white swords, but only after he has blocked a sword and bounced the white sword shadow, it deflected the direction, but after a long turn, it continued. Striking towards Luo Zheng!

Can't stop?

Luo Zheng’s face also showed a stubborn color!

Come again!

He still did not release the sword. If the sword is released and swallowed by the white sword, it will hurt himself!

In the face of a white sword shadow from the air, this time Luo Zheng is also very serious!

His five-foot-long sword fluttered, and under the light block, the white sword shadow was spread out. At the moment of the bounce, the white sword shadow turned a few laps in the air, again aiming at Luo Zheng’s shot. Come!

This time, Luo Zheng had already prepared, and Lei Feng’s sword was gently twisted, and under the light, the white sword was still bounced off...

Once, twice, three times, four times...

Luo Zheng’s hand in the hands of Luo Zheng swayed a blue-sworded sword flower, and the white sword shadow was bounced again and again!

A time of breathing, Luo Zheng directly bounced this sword flower seven times!

After seven consecutive bounces, the white sword shadow was shattered!

"Broken?"

Luo Zheng’s eyebrows were slightly picked.

When the white sword shadow shattered, it turned into a faint light spot, and flew toward Luo Zheng's body again!

"This is sword spirit?" Luo Zheng asked curiously.

And in the smoke of Luo Zheng, he asked: "What sword spirit? Why can't I see?"

Luo Zheng shook his head. "I don't know..."

Whether it is the white sword shadow or the white light spot, it seems that only one can see it, the smoke can't see it, and the two gods in the back can't see it.

And this white light spot does not seem to be like a sword spirit...

However, when Luo Zheng pondered, he suddenly felt something wrong.

The large characters above the boulder have been constantly releasing thousands of roads and thousands of white swords, and there is a white sword shadow for Luo Zheng.

But when Luo Zheng broke the first white sword shadow, all the sword shadows disappeared...

Luo Zhengyu looked at the dozens of characters left by Yan Jiantian, and I don’t know why, there is an unknown feeling in my heart.

This feeling, the old Xu and Lao Chen, also felt...

Of course, their feelings are different from Luo Zheng, because the two people suddenly discovered at this time that the feeling of "thorny" that existed all the time, disappeared.

Lao Chen has been here for 60,000 years, and the old Xu Ze has been here for 20,000 years!

In such a long period of time, in the world of mortals, I am afraid that it has been changed for hundreds of times...

However, this "thorny" feeling has never disappeared for a day, an hour, a fragrant incense and even a breathing time! As long as you stand here, you can feel the fierceness of those big characters, and your heart will continue to send a tingling sensation!

Lao Chen and Lao Xu both face each other.

The two had already become accustomed to this feeling, and there was no discomfort. After they suddenly disappeared, they felt that they were not used to it.

More importantly, this feeling suddenly disappeared. It is really too wrong. Could it be that the words left by Jian Tianzun have lost the momentum?

"What is going on! This is impossible..."

"Is it the kid?"

"Impossible, impossible..."

"But that feeling really disappeared," both of them showed incredible colors in their eyes.

This Luo hangs the gods and ghosts here to dance swords. In the eyes of these two people, it is just some inexplicable. Both of them are holding the mentality of watching the movie, and want to see when Luo Zheng’s performance is played.

However, this happens at this time, and the two of them will inevitably associate this situation with Luo Zheng.

At this time, the two men saw Luo Zheng suddenly turned around, and then ran wildly at a very fast speed, the speed of the flying away, the two gods are strong and some of them are...

"What is this guy doing?"

"do not know……"

Luo Zheng had to run.

After the big words on the boulder stopped for a while, they suddenly shot countless white swords, and all the white swords were shot in one direction, which is the direction of Luo Zheng!

Is this provoked the horse cell? Isn't it just smashing your white sword, as for?

Luo Zheng’s face also showed a hint of helplessness. He didn’t know what was going on, but every white sword pierced him, which made him suffer from “heartache”, so many white swords At the same time, shooting at yourself, isn’t it to make him die of heartache?

Of course he will not stand stupidly in place...

Seeing these white swords as if a large group of swarms of bees, Luo Zheng only turned and ran.

"Hey..."

Luo Zheng's sprint speed is also very fast, but these white sword shadows are faster.

He only rushed out of the distance of hundreds of feet, and the whole person was directly overwhelmed by these white swords...

Next, Luo Zheng felt a heart-wrenching pain in his heart, and then he felt that his heart was exploding, and there was no power to escape, letting these white swords shadow into his body.

Luo Zheng is a white-eyed turn, directly fainted in the past, the path has fallen from the sky.

However, at the moment when it was about to land, the smoke from the body of Luo Zheng shot out, and he would hold Luo Zheng and hug and stand on the ground lightly.

With the strength of Luo Zheng's body, this height will not hurt, but the smoke is still shot.

After the smoke, Luo Zheng was placed on the ground, his fingers were extended, and he looked at it, but he murmured: "I just think that the body of this sword spirit has become more powerful?"

This sword spirit belongs to Luo Zheng, and the smoked soul is only attached to it.

However, Luo Zheng completely gave control to the smoke, so the body of the sword spirit can be regarded as the shell of the smoked stay!

Luo Zheng did not pay attention to his own sword spirit, but the smoked but very real feeling of the body of the sword spirit, seems to have strengthened a lot.

To smoke the soul strength of the present, it does not need to be attached to the sword spirit, but her soul has been hidden here since the release of the soul, it is also a habit.

She is also very strange, how does Luo Zheng enhance this sword spirit? He just volleyed the sword, what happened in the end?

Luo Zheng did not faint for a long time, this pain is actually a kind of illusory pain, not real existence, so it will not bring harm to Luo Zheng...

"Smoked?" He woke up in a secluded way, and he saw smoke standing by his side.

Smoked and stared at Luo Zheng and asked: "You just, seems to have honed your sword again?"

Luo Zheng touched his head and said with a sullen look: "I don't know," I thought that the massive white sword shadow would make Luo Zhengxin feel awkward!

"I am stronger!" Smoked and laughed at Luo Zheng.

In fact, the body of the sword spirit is only a little enhanced, and it does not match the smoked soul completely. It is not so much that she becomes stronger, it should be that the sword spirit of Luo Zheng becomes stronger.

"Ah..." Luo Zheng felt something different.

He felt the breath of the sword spirit, and seemed to be more fierce. The breath did not come from the smoked soul, but the sword spirit itself.

"It is true," Luo Zheng said with a slight smile. "I seem to be able to sharpen my sword with the help of the white sword!"

Luo Zheng’s sword has indeed reached perfection, but perfection is not the limit. When Luo Zheng entered the killing of Jianshan, it was just the sword inserted in the mountainside.

It is indeed a good thing to be able to hone his sword again, but when he thinks of a white sword like a bee, Luo Zheng is full of bitter taste.

If you want to become stronger, you will eventually suffer from sin.