V2.Chapter 91

Prince Renwu took a step back subconsciously with a dignified look.

"Silent sword?"

He looked at the east city step by step forward, so he asked seriously.

There are twelve fierce soldiers in the dark world, but there is no ranking of famous swords. Although there is no ranking, silent sword is definitely one of the famous swords in the dark world.

In the past five hundred years, there have been six invincible swordsmen in yaochi. All of them can be regarded as one of the most powerful swordsmen in the dark world. Among the six invincible swordsmen, three of them used the famous sword silence as their sabres,

The nearest Yao Chi invincible strongman fell 20 years ago. Since his fall, the silence has really subsided.

The dark world is forgetful, but it also respects the strong.

Twenty years, an era has passed, people may forget the name of the invincible, but yaochi still stands in Zhongzhou, so the reputation of silence will not disappear.

This is one of the three famous swords in yaochi. It appears in Dongcheng's hands at this time. How can people not feel strange?

This is not a matter that can be explained by underestimating Dongcheng's status in yaochi.

It is surprising that the famous sword, which is related to the rise and fall of yaochi, is controlled by a young disciple. At the same time, it makes people aware of a strange danger.

Dongcheng is still moving forward.

Moriran's sword intention spreads out in all directions with her as the center. The sound of wind and rain in the forest is gradually far away. Only the sound of sword intention breaking the air is whistling and fluctuating, reverberating in the whole darkness.

Reach for the sword.

At this moment, the east city became more and more pure, and the whole person seemed to exude a taste of unity with heaven and earth. It was beautiful and sacred, and vaguely with a trace of unattainable dignity.

Light.

But it's overwhelming!

"She's the peak of fire?"

Li Baitian, who carries Ning Qiancheng on his back, carefully looks at Dongcheng's back. He suddenly looks back at Xu Chu and asks seriously.

In line of sight, Dongcheng seems to have been completely wrapped by the sword. Its long flying hair, tall body and graceful figure seem to have disappeared in the sword.

Or it is completely integrated with silence.

I can't describe what I feel inside.

Dongcheng seems to be the same as Dongcheng. There is no upsurge of momentum, no sharp edge, but Li Baitian can clearly feel that she is different now.

I can't say where the difference is. It's not a particularly dangerous feeling, but it's extremely heavy. It seems to have a kind of unbearable magic in people's heart.

"She is."

Xu Chu's tone was low. The elder martial brother of yaochi, who seemed to be able to face everything calmly and resolutely at any time, was a little gloomy, helpless, sad, but more determined.

"But that sword is not."

"What?"

Li Baitian stayed for a while.

"Who is that in your eyes?"

Xu Chu looked at Li Baitian and suddenly asked.

"Genius."

Li Baitian simply gave a very accurate evaluation. The 19-year-old top master of fire scene, genius, is absolutely appropriate.

After a pause, he thought of yaochi and added, "Kendo genius."

Xu Chu took a deep look at him and suddenly whispered, "you're right. But do you know that when she entered yaochi at the age of six, she took charge of the famous sword at the age of eight. She is nineteen years old, and she has not drawn a sword for eleven years? "

Xu Chu took a deep breath and said, "not once!"

Li Baitian's eyes were wide open. This is the case with Dongcheng, the famous talent of yaochi Kendo in Zhongzhou. He has never used a sword since he joined Wudao?

This news is really a bit strong, even in a desperate situation, Li Baitian still can't get back to God.

"Ready for the sword?"

Li Baitian asked, although this method is magical, it is not unimaginable. Martial arts is a mysterious world with innumerable secrets. In the past innumerable years, a large number of geniuses have created innumerable methods in order to attack the invincible, but they do not draw the sword. Li Baitian has never heard of this method, but it does not mean that it does not exist.

"It's communication integration."

After correcting Li Baitian's statement, Xu Chu stopped talking about it.

Even he didn't understand something.

People have the idea of sword.

A sword has the power of a sword.

Yao Chi has a sword.

For many years, Dongcheng has been quietly practicing in yaochi. Her performance is not that strangers are not allowed to enter, but she seldom communicates with others. Xu Chu is the elder martial brother. He knows that this younger martial sister is in communication and integration.

But even he didn't know whether it was sword or sword Qi that integrated communication.

But there is one thing he didn't tell Li Baitian.

For nearly two hundred years, there are four people in charge of silent sword, three of them are invincible masters.

Plus Dongcheng.

The four people as like as two peas were all the same.

It's the sword and unique learning that go through the years. They come down in one continuous line!

"Can she block the sky, the moon and the white night?"

Li Baitian took a deep breath and finally focused his attention on the situation in front of him.

"Yes."

Xu Chu said simply, "because she has silence."

Silence in the hands of others, even others in yaochi, is just a sharp sword, but in the hands of Dongcheng, it is a sword that runs through time and years.

Dongcheng is now at the peak of the fire scene.

But silence is not.

"But she will die. The best result is that the foundation will be completely destroyed, leaving a breath at most. "

Xu Chu continued.

Li Baitian was silent. From Xu Chu's tone, he could fully recognize how hopeless the so-called best result was.

"It's not my character to give up my teammates and run on my own," he said with a smile

"Even if you die?"

"Even death."

He puts Ning Qiancheng on the ground and gives it to Yehua Yu. His eyes are calm when he looks at Xu Chu.

Xu Chu's resolute and calm face seemed to soften in the dark.

He nodded, turned and strode to the east city. So he said in a low voice, "well, even if you're going to die."

Dongcheng is still moving forward.

The spirit of the sword has completely distorted the air around her. In the dark, her figure looms, but the holy and immaculate temperament is more and more remote.

It's like instinct.

Prince Renwu retreated.

The white night is retreating.

The sky and the moon are also receding.

I didn't know it.

The sword, which covered the whole mountain forest, seemed not dangerous or murderous, but there was an irresistible momentum.

"You can't escape."

In a vague sense of sword, Dongcheng's clear voice sounded, and her figure had almost disappeared, but everyone could imagine that she was serious.

"Escape?"

Prince Renwu suddenly recovered. Until now, he found that he was retreating.

Not only him, but all of them are retreating. In the course of this woman's advance, they have retreated at least 50 meters.

The prince's elegant and gentle expression suddenly became cold, and his ferocious and cruel mood flashed away in his eyes. Then he became calm again: "maybe this is the most appropriate thing for me."

"There are a lot of you."

Dongcheng said in a low voice, the sword in the forest seemed to be sharpening gradually, but her tone was still clear, with a little sad: "but it's useless."

Prince Renwu sneered even more. Three thunder scene experts, including one half step invincible scene, and hundreds of elite, were forced to retreat for tens of meters by a girl less than 20 years old.

It's a shame.

The prince didn't want to say anything. He had to do something to prove himself.

He took a deep breath, stepped forward, waved and yelled, "hold them."

The elite of Dongdao, who had been ready to take over the net, had already rushed out before the voice of the king of Qin came down. At least more than a hundred elite rushed out from different positions, and one ice wall after another rose in the rain at night.

The intention of killing is approaching.

The enemy is approaching.

"Why not

Dongcheng's figure seems to be more and more blurred, but the pure voice rings in Xu Chu's and Li Baitian's ears.

"Why go?"

Li Baitian holds Taixu sword in his hand. In the vibration of the sword, his laughter also becomes unprecedentedly arrogant.

"Kill the enemy!"

His figure suddenly became illusory in the wild laughter.

Taixu sword points to the night sky.

A little faint flame lit up from the tip of the sword.

In a flash, the fire began to shake violently.

Then there's the rapid spread.

The fire is still a fire, but the air suddenly appeared layer after layer of hot waves, invisible, but instantly evaporated the whole body of ice.

The blazing and illusory sword is intended to spread out madly in the rain at night. It seems empty and real, everywhere.

A huge sword fell from the air to the ground.

In a flash, the endless fire was burning in every corner visible to the naked eye.

Xu Chu's face was expressionless, but the whole person ran up like a tiger, straight to the crowd without any detour.

Sword meaning mixed with fire, extremely condensed in the air, one after another.

Like a storm, like thunder.

The sword will smash the ice wall on the ground and smash the East Island elite hidden behind the ice wall into the ground, which is almost endless power, grand and heavy.

Yao Chi's unique learning.

Wind, thunder and sword!

Kill the enemy!

It's hopeless all around. I don't want to go. What else can I do except kill the enemy?

result?

They don't want to do what they don't want to do, which means they are ready for the worst.

It's all meaningless.

We can only kill the enemy.

The flames rose under the rain. The sword spirits of yaochi and Shushan mingled and diffused with each other. The moisture of the muddy and humid mountain forest was evaporated in an instant. The cracked ice, the flying blood and the fallen trees were completely destroyed almost at the same time. Within tens of meters, there was scorched earth.

So Dongcheng stopped.

She didn't look at Prince Renwu or the battle around her. She just looked down at the sword in her hand.

The body of silent sword is simple and slender. Perhaps the only difference is that the shape of the hilt is slightly different from that of ordinary long sword. The hilt of silent sword is more flat and slender, which is very elegant and mellow.

This is the sabre of three invincible masters in yaochi.

This is the famous sword representing the strongest Kendo in yaochi.

Dongcheng's eyes are focused.

In the sight, the fire light was constantly on the mountain and twisted. In the bright light, the silent sword seemed to shake slightly.

"Click..."

A slight crack appeared directly above the sheath of the silent sword.

Dongcheng's beautiful and holy face suddenly turned pale.

"Boom!"

The whole mountain forest is covered with sword meaning suddenly gives out a burst of explosive sound. With silent sword as the center, the surging sword meaning is like a mountain torrent. In the roar, Dongcheng suddenly screams.

The clear voice spreads with the distortion of the sword.

In silence, all the trees within a radius of more than 100 meters cracked.

The invisible sword swept all the ice walls nearby. The ice walls broke and the ice pieces flew. The whole mountain forest was like the end of the world. All the elite of the East Island disappeared, and only the blood and flesh scattered all over the sky.

"Together! Kill her

Prince Renwu's face changed wildly. In the nightmare scene, all he could feel was death and despair.

The throne of the princess.

Zhongzhou Border Guard Corps.

The overall situation of the East Island in the future.

Everything disappeared in his mind.

Kill Dongcheng so that they can live.

Or, destroy that sword, they can live.

At this moment, Dongcheng's figure seems to have disappeared completely. The sword Qi between heaven and earth converges madly towards the silent sword body. The silent scabbard is full of cracks. The simple sword rotates madly in Dongcheng's hands, emitting a kind of crazy light.

This sword... Seems to have come to life all at once.

The sky and the moon and the white night have the same look of great change. The three people almost have no hesitation. They rush straight to the east city under the dazzling electric light.

Dongcheng's eyes were almost peaceful.

His face is like jade, and his sword is like a rainbow.

She knew the consequences of the sword, and naturally understood its power.

For countless years, people holding silent sword have required the same unique skill.

The unique skill of the same origin, the same sword, runs through the sword meaning.

Integration.

To a certain extent, Dongcheng is taking the road that the three invincible predecessors have taken, the smoothest road without any detours.

That's why her realm has improved so fast, because there is no bottleneck at all.

Silent sword, which belongs to the meaning of the three predecessors, is her martial arts, which can go straight into the invincible martial arts.

It's her secret.

Over the years, her martial arts level has increased with the continuous understanding of the meaning of silent sword. If there is no accident, when she fully understands the meaning of silent sword and the unique knowledge of yaochi, she may be 30 years old or 35 years old. When she draws the sword, she will rush into the invincible situation in a flash.

But now, it's not enough.

It's not enough.

It's enough to be able to draw the sword at the top of the fire realm.

Silent sword is her way to the invincible martial arts, but in the desperate situation, it is also her strongest mace.

Kill the enemy, kill your relatives, kill yourself!

Ignore the enemy and ourselves.

The heart and mind will be completely integrated into the sword, and the sword will be completely detonated, which belongs to the three invincible predecessors.

Don't climb for martial arts, just kill the enemy on the spot.

This is the most tragic practice.

If you take silent sword as a bridge and forcibly borrow the power of the three invincible elders.

To some extent, this move is similar to the reincarnation in Li's sword 24, but it is more radical.

One shot.

The sword destroys and the people die.

But in exchange for the real invincible attack!

No one can resist this sword. Tianyue can't, Baiye can't, Xu Chu, Li Baitian, Dongcheng can't.

I am in a desperate situation, and so is the enemy.

The crack is spreading in the surging sword spirit.

Dongcheng, whose face is pale and has no blood color, holds the hilt and draws the sword.

"Stop it

A roar of surprise and anger suddenly rang out from the far sky, speaking Chinese.

Have the reinforcements from Zhongzhou arrived yet?

But it's too late

It's too late.

The scabbard began to fall off.

Dongcheng's body has been out of control, palm force, force again.

The edge of the sword came out of its sheath.

The air suddenly became extremely quiet.

The fire light, the electric light and the broken ice all disappeared in a flash.

Only a dark blue light, which has been covered with dust for countless years, flies out from the edge of the sword.

It is the most powerful sword meaning and the purest Blue Sword light.

The sword light diffuses and flies away the darkness in an instant, just like the whole world is in a crazy bloom.

Yao Chi's unique learning.

There are no double swords!

This is also one of Dongcheng's major sword power.

Unparalleled, unparalleled in the world!

Dongcheng tightly pursed her lips.

Before he died, a figure appeared in front of his eyes.

In a trance, Dongcheng saw a pair of eyes.

Very complicated, very soft, and some familiar eyes.

"Click!"

The hushed silence is pressed back to the scabbard by Shengsheng. The meaning of the sword belongs to the invincible world seems to be unwilling. The hand that can suppress the hilt is irresistible. A little bit of it stifles the scabbard blade back.

Dongcheng is so out of control, she feels someone hold her hand, and then her whole body is out of control.

The idea of Wandao's unique sword completely dissipated and became another sword.

In the clear sound of the sword, Dongcheng clenched the silence, but it seemed that someone directly pulled out the scabbard for her.

The dark blue light disappeared completely.

Dongcheng flies high.

Under the boundless night, the rain still, the moon rising!

That is enough to make people remember the picture for a lifetime, unforgettable.

In the rain, the bright sword light is flying, clear and holy, just like the moon.

Dongcheng's long hair dances like this. Her delicate body stretches out in the air and stabs down at the end of the moon like sword light.

Man and sword, sword and man, in the light of one, the country!

At this moment, the east city seems to topple the whole world.

Flying fairy!