Chapter 1205： : Draw a sword and chop: Juhe, HP: -1

"The strength of the crying soul is superb, and I sigh for yourself!"

When Liu Sheng Zongyuan heard Qin Luosheng’s violent words, his heart jumped, his face also flashed unpleasantly. He is a magnificent sword god, famous overseas, and even the number one master of Dongying. He is highly admired. In front of him, he almost pointed to the nose and cursed.

"Of course, I pursue the ultimate kendo, eager to fight against the strong, and improve myself. Today, I am fortunate to be able to fight against the crying soul lord. Go up one level!"

Liu Sheng Zongyuan said sincerely, at the same time, bending over and bowing, his head hanging down, very sincere!

Seeing this scene, many players in the Huaxia Theater stopped yelling, and even some of them were thin-skinned and felt very embarrassed.

The guys who had been clamoring before, now they screamed very happily, not only publicizing the good gifts of RB people, but also intensifying their efforts to slander the vulgarity and shame of the crying soul, and even rise to the level of destroying the image of the country and being a national sinner. !

Qin Luosheng didn't know what the outside world was like.

However.

For Liu Shengzongyuan, he still sneered.

Others may not see clearly, but as an opponent, face to face with him, coupled with the powerful insight of the sky, will he not see it?

The trace of murderous intent and violence from this guy just now can't be faked!

Courtesy?

Polite?

Do it yourself?

…………

Ha ha!

What kind of **** is a wolf in sheep's clothing?

Keep the small gifts and miss the big festival!

The wolf in the bones can't get rid of anyhow.

Two lives, Qin Luosheng can be said to have seen through this disgusting race!

"It's easy to talk, and I will give you a good guide!"

Qin Luosheng waved his hand eagerly, as if the great master faced the challenge of the fledgling little ghost, he was very helpless.

Liu Shengzongyuan:...

"The preparation phase is over, countdown 3, 2, 1, start!"

The appearance of the system interrupted Liu Sheng Zongyuan's words.

"Lord Crying Soul, please advise!"

Originally, Liu Shengzongyuan, who was good at conserving kung fu, was completely angered by Qin Luosheng’s madness. Although he could still maintain his demeanor on the surface, the act of drawing his sword and fighting at the end of the countdown was enough to show that he had not imagined it. So calm in the middle.

"Draw a knife and cut: Juhe!"

Pina is astonishing, graceful as a dragon.

In the end, he is respected as the sword god, even if it is just the self-healing of a corner of the East, but the swordsmanship cultivation of Liu Shengzongyuan is indeed impressive.

He teleported up and appeared in front of Qin Luosheng in the blink of an eye, playing with his feet slightly, holding the scabbard with his left hand, and grabbing the hilt with his right hand. At the height of the pinch, he drew a sword and followed Qin Luosheng's right waist. Skip directly upwards, cutting out diagonally from the shoulders.

Chic!

Wanton!

Ethereal!

Swift!

sharp!

...

This sword alone is enough to prove that Liu Sheng Zongyuan's sword training has stepped into the realm of a master!

"This guy!"

"As expected of Dongying's sword god!"

"So fast sword!"

"Dongying is a small place, but there are indeed many strong ones!"

"It's a rival, worth noting!"

"..."

The outside audience was shocked, and the Dongying audience directly climaxed.

The contestants on the isolated island are much more reserved.

Except for a small number of "fish that slipped through the net" who entered the second round by luck, the other strong people are not going to lose shape even if they are a little shocked.

"Didn't you eat? Just that strength? Are you itching me?"

"Nani?"

Knowing the horror of Weeping Soul, Liu Sheng Zongyuan did not release the water at all. It seemed that a simple sword, a simple stroke, but it was a sword that gathered energy and spirit, which belonged to his highest level at the moment.

I thought that the Soul of Cry would not be able to respond to his own violent instant slash, even if he couldn't kill him with a single blow, he would at least make the Soul of Cry pay the price.

However.

When Liu Shengzongyuan looked up, it seemed that he couldn't react to his speed, and he looked like a man who had been chopped off a wood. He was holding his chest with his hands and looking condescendingly at him, who was half-bent, except for mockery. , And endless contempt!

Zongyuan Liu Sheng was shocked!

Unexpectedly.

Is it unharmed?

this.

How can it be?

This is his pinnacle sword. Even in the game world, the sword skills and equipment bonuses can make the so-called master in the real world, the ordinary, only speed and power slashing, become mysterious, and the sword is broken. Heaven, one sword cuts the mountain, one sword divides the sea,...

but.

No matter how bad it is, it won't be completely invalid, right?

Could it be.

Is the attribute of Weeping Soul really reached, even if his power is over ten thousand attacks, he can't move it?

-1!

At this time, because the speed was too fast and the system couldn't respond, a large number of damage that had arrived late appeared from the top of Qin Luosheng's head, immediately making the world silent.

Especially the Dongying people who were still cheering just now, the smile on his face that hadn't dissipated completely froze, his eyes were wide and bursting, and he looked very funny, like a clown.

"impossible!"

Liu Shengzongyuan, who was initially shocked, completely broke the defense when he saw the extremely insulting "-1".

He would rather have a MISS than the so-called -1!

In the case of MISS, he can still deceive himself and comfort himself, this is not his own pot, but the dodge attribute of Weeping Soul is too strong, let this sword be slashed, and MISS is invalid!

But now.

-1!

How can this be explained?

Can't explain it at all!

The attack hits, but it doesn't...break...defense!

If you can't break the defense, you will only have to deduct a little HP, and that's it!

Isn't this **** social death?

The dignified Sword God of Dongying, the number one master of Dongying who was blown to the sky by the people of Dongying, and the most powerful person in the world, this is it?

Just laughed at others!

"The speed is too slow, the strength is extremely poor, and the body is good, but there is no good at all except for pretending to be force. This is your kendo, is this the so-called sword god?"

Qin Luosheng still hugged his chest, lonely and arrogant, and then, following the "conversation content" just now, he began to sharply "comment" and "guide"!

Hear this.

Suddenly Liu Shengzongyuan's face turned green.

Lao Tzu's master-level swordsman, known as the sword god, needs you to jump around in front of Lao Tzu and speak wild words?

To be polite, are you **** serious?

Too slow? Laozi spans a distance of fifty meters to your side in one second, is this slow?

Too weak? Lao Tzu's strength is over ten thousand, and one sword can chop a legendary BOSS by six-figure lives, weakening your uncle!

Shenfa is nothing but pretence? Fuck you! If you don’t understand Bushido, if you understand how to draw swordsmanship, if you don’t understand, just shut up for Lao Tzu!

"Lord Crying Soul is really strong!" Liu Sheng Zongyuan's face completely sank. He changed his humble and gentle posture just now, exposing his original nature, his face was distorted, his eyes were cold, like a wolf, "So, then It’s going to be true when I'm down, and I hope... for advice!"