Everlasting Sword God - Chapter 244

[Chapter 244 The second knife, cut the soul of the knife!]

Slash the soul!

One cut love, two cut sword soul.

Sword Soul Sword Intent, everywhere, without any action, it has already filled the world.

The people present felt that the gloomy wind was blowing, but to Shen Zhenyi, it was like an attack with thousands of blades.

If it were someone else, in an instant, the soul would be dissipated, and the body would become mud.

The road between the two of them suddenly vibrated, showing countless deep knife marks, and the entire road sank!

Shen Zhenyi looked serious, raised her hand slowly, her sleeve slipped, revealing three fingers as white as jade.

His movements were gentle, as if pinching a butterfly with its wings outstretched.

hum!

In the void, the red blade shadow was actually pinched by him alive, and immediately made a humming sound of struggle, like a dragonfly falling into the hands of a child.

Fu Potian’s complexion changed greatly.

The muscles on his face hesitated for a moment, his feet unconsciously exerted force, and the stones on the road shattered immediately, and cracks like spider webs appeared.

“Pity.”

Shen Zhenyi held the blood-quenching knife and sighed softly: “You are ruthless to people, but you still have love for the knife. This knife is not broken, and you can’t do it!”

While speaking, he just squeezed lightly, and then heard the sound of shattering, and with a click, the sturdy blood-quenching knife was forcibly broken by him.

“you!”

Fu Potian was furious and quickly withdrew the knife.

The knife style collapsed, and the second knife was also broken.

He stroked the blade lightly with a strange expression on his face.

“Fu Yue, I will give you this knife, and you will keep it for the rest of your life.” The voice of the lover seemed to be still echoing in his ears, but it was four hundred years later, and he couldn’t look back.

“Fu Yue, this strange knife is tempered with my blood, and it will definitely be unparalleled in the world. With this knife, you must kill that dog emperor and avenge me!”

He also remembered clearly the entrustment before his death.

Fu Potian touched the position of the knife fold and burst into tears.

Shen Zhenyi was also silent.

——At the beginning of the group of four, the female Asura Luo Zongjing was probably the most active. Shen Zhenyi was unhappy and silent, while Zining-Jun was cold-hearted and didn’t like to talk at first, Fu Potian was ambitious, and his words were slow.

Only Zong Jing kept talking all day long.

She caused trouble all day long, fought bravely, and finally asked Fu Potian and Shen Zhenyi to clean up the mess.

This blood-quenching knife was exactly what she stole from the Tibetan Knives Valley. She attracted 100,000 knives to besieged and killed, and she was covered in blood. Later, Fu Potian came to the door and cut off the huge head of the Jiuyuan statue in the Tibetan Knife Valley. , forced the Tibetan Sword Valley to seal the mountain for five hundred years, and this was the end of the matter.

The blood-quenching knife was originally a fire from the sky, and it was an evil knife that was finally refined with the Ten Thousand Years Snow Jade hidden in the Tibetan Knife Valley.

This knife hinders the master. When the knife is completed, the master of the knife will die because of an accidental fall from the furnace. Before his death, he left a curse, saying that those who use this sword will definitely lose their loved ones, and will be lonely all their lives.

Zong Jing didn’t believe in this evil. She wanted to find a good knife for Fu Potian. How could she care about the curse?

Who knows, although Fu Potian made rapid progress after obtaining the blood-quenching knife and became the leader of the Nine Zen Heaven Dou arena, he could be said to be the leader of the younger generation in the Eighth-Xiu world, but in the end he still lost Zong Jing.

Before dying, Zong Jing went out of his way, and simply committed suicide with the blood-quenching knife, so that his blood was not in vain, and he tempered the knife.

——From this day on, the blood-quenching knife turned blood-red, and it also became hot and cold.

From that day on, Fu Potian never left his body with the knife—in order to hide the knife, he even separated his belly and hid the blood-quenching knife in the crevices of the five internal organs, protecting it with his own essence.

He didn’t take out the Blood-quenching Knife until he came back from the Chaos Secret Realm and planned to challenge the Great Moon Dynasty head-on.

It’s a pity that the knife has not yet cut off the enemy’s head, but it has already been broken!

At this moment, Fu Potian’s mind was shocked and he was at a loss.

——Zong Jing has been gone for 400 years after all, and her image in his mind began to blur no matter what, when he began to practice the heartless swordsmanship, of course he could suppress the shadow in his heart.

But this knife has been with him for four hundred years.

——It also made him suffer for 400 years and hated it for 400 years.

The blood-quenching knife has long since become an inseparable part of his body.

How to cut the soul of the sword?

He was in a trance, and his steps were staggering, which was incomparable to the turbulent momentum just now.

“Daoist!”

“How is this going!”

“Didn’t Third Young Master Shen say that he would make three swords? Why is it so shameless that the second sword broke the Taoist’s blood-quenching sword!”

“Shameless sneak attack!”

The Daoists broke through the sky, making a noise together, but no one paid any attention to them.

The onlookers were also amazed.

Someone trembled and said, “The third son of Shen’s martial arts has reached such a level that he can easily break Fu Potian’s knife when he lifts the weight lightly. This…this is really incredible. Could it be that the third son of Shen is already winning?”

“Shen Third Young Master’s martial arts realm should be higher than that of the Taoist Potian. Otherwise, before the forty-nine days, the Taoist will not be able to retreat and comprehend. It seems that even if Fu Potian realizes the ruthless Dao of the Sword, Nor is it the opponent of Third Young Master Shen.”

“It won’t be so simple! If two swords can tell the winner, why should the third son wait so many days? This person is not simple, the more frustrated the more courageous, everyone, continue to watch!”

The fans of Potian Dao are very anxious now, but they can only hope that the master of Potian Dao will rise up and not be defeated so quickly.

– Their expectations were not in vain.

Fu Potian wept for a while, then suddenly began to laugh again.

At first, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he gave a faint smile like he had lost his mind, but then he grinned and laughed out loud.

“If you have a knife, forget the knife, but if you lose the knife, you will see the knife!”

“Yes, my Dao of the Blade, why did I need the blood of my lover to temper it? Without the blood tempering knife, I am Fu Potian, and my knife is unparalleled in the world!”

Dang!

Fu Potian threw it casually, and the blood-quenching knife, which he loved like a treasure, was thrown by him on a big rock from a distance, jumped twice, and then stood still.

There was no knife in his hand. However, the sword intent was turbulent, but it was even stronger than before.

“A sword without a sword, a cut without a slash! Third Young Master Shen, you are truly a genius in the world. Every time you stab you, my realm goes further. Now that I don’t have a sword, what can you do to stop me? Three knives?”

If you have a knife, you can stop the knife.

The other party didn’t even have a knife, how could Shen Zhenyi block his knife?

Fu Potian stepped forward slowly, his whole being like an unsheathed knife, ploughing a deep gap on the ground.

The third knife, infinite knife intent, has already shot.

——Shen Zhenyi, it is absolutely impossible to take this unmatched third sword!

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