The Sword Dynasty - 412. Chapter 411

Two prison officers wearing blue official robes appeared in front of the cell for the first time.

Before the cell door was opened, two flying swords of different colors had flown in from the small ventilation window and pierced Zhang Fifteen on the stone couch in the prison like electricity.

Zhang Fifteen was lying on the stone cave. The sea of Qi was clearly bound by the unique rune hole. Even the steel wire was worn in his body. It was impossible to commit suicide. However, at this time, his body surface was It seems to be burning, and scarlet air waves are constantly gushing out, just like red roses blooming continuously.

Facing the two small swords that flew in from the window, Zhang Wuwu smiled, without making any movements.

However, what made the two prison officers shocked was that the two flying swords were inexplicably stopped in the air, unable to advance!

It was not until this time that the two prison officers thought that there was a kind of sword scripture in this world called Nianjian.

It’s like the mind-to-heart sword used by Yixin of the Xinjianzong who participated in the Minshan Sword Club.

This kind of sword master cultivates mind.

When the body is out of control, they are far beyond the strong willpower and mental power of ordinary people, and they can regain the vitality of the world and turn into a powerful sword intent.

In the next instant, blood spurted from the mouths of these two prison officers, and they directly lost contact with their two flying swords.

The two flying swords hovered around the scarlet air waves and stuck together, like a pair of scissors.

There were several cracks and cracks, and all the trapped dragon cables that pierced through Zhang’s fifteen qi sea were all cut.

When these metal filaments were withdrawn from the body, blood immediately flowed out along the wound.

In the next moment, a faint sound of chuckles rang out from Zhang Fifteen’s body. The steel wires that penetrated deeply into his body and flowed into his meridians, obstructing the flow of his true essence, were all rushed out of his body, such as The fluttering willows floated in the air around him.

Zhang Wuwu smiled and sat up.

All the blood flowing out of his body, strangely merged with the vitality of heaven and earth that was drawn by his thoughts and gathered again, like many red ribbons, blasted out.

There was a thud.

The heavy dark iron prison door shook out and flew out.

The two prison officers who had blood spurting in their mouths before it was too late to dodge, and the five or six prison officers who followed were screamed by the mysterious iron prison door.

The red streamer flew like a living thing, passed a distance of more than ten feet, and fell to Lin Zhujiu’s body in the deepest water prison.

Shen Xuan still stood still.

These red ribbon-like mixtures of vitality and blood flew strangely from his side, forming a weird and gorgeous picture.

When the first red blood band fell into Lin Zhujiu’s body, Lin Zhujiu’s rotten body exuded a vivid breath.

“Blood sacrifice offerings, this kind of technique has been found by your people in the Bashan sword field. Those who want to come to save you, those who hide in the dark, don’t know how much effort they have put in.”

Shen Xuan sneered looking at Lin Zhujiu who was starting to regenerate in the middle of the water.

“That means that I am not a failure as a human being.”

Lin Zhujiu laughed.

His body floated out of the water.

All the talisman that bound his body, including all the steel wires and gold cables buried in his body, were also squeezed out of his body.

After withdrawing from his body, these steel wires and slings did not flutter and fall like Zhang Fifteen’s side. Instead, they flew in front of him and began to weave and entangle in a heart-pounding way. , Become a sword shape.

Shen Xuan frowned deeply.

The sword formed in front of Lin Zhujiu not only exudes a strong breath of life, it even carries a breath of flesh and blood that is hard to describe in words.

He began to wake up.

In the past years, these things have confined everything in Lin Zhujiu’s body, but everything in Lin Zhujiu’s body is also warming and tempering these things.

This is a sword that Lin has spent more than ten years in cooking wine, not only with vitality, but also with flesh and blood!

At the beginning of the sword, when the enemy’s blood has not been drunk, it is the most fierce time!

These steel wires and slings became more and more condensed in front of Lin’s boiled wine, and there were no gaps in them anymore.

A crimson long sword was formed, reflecting the red light in the room.

Shen Xuan’s face gradually changed.

…

The crystal water droplets quietly suspended in front of Baishanshui, shaking endlessly, but hesitated.

Du Qingli looked at Baishanshui with one eye, and the powerful meaning in her pupils became stronger and stronger.

However, at this moment, Bai Shanshui stood up with a negative hand, smiled at him, and said, “Do you know? Actually, I don’t need to tell you the winner.”

Du Qingli’s brain concussion did not disappear at this time, he was stunned, unable to understand the meaning of this sentence.

“I just need to haunt you here.”

Bai Shanshui said faintly: “That’s it.”

Du Qingli didn’t think what she said made sense, but he had an ominous premonition inexplicably.

So he has to decide the winner.

In just one glance, the vitality of the heavens and the earth that had been accumulated in his body for many years spurted out.

In the space between him and Bai Shanshui, it was like an invisible giant that blasted forward violently.

A shock wave visible to the naked eye rushed towards the Baishanshui at a terrifying speed.

There was no movement in the Baishan Water, and that drop of crystal water began to change, turning into countless water droplets, and then into countless bubbles, enveloping the Baishan water layer by layer.

The shock wave rushed on the layers of crystal clear blisters.

Layers of force are constantly disappearing in the gaps between each layer of blisters, but the crystal blisters are not broken.

The powerful meaning in Du Qingli’s single eye suddenly turned into shock.

“The strongest sword intent of my Yunshui Palace is Zhirou.” Bai Shanshui stood in countless heavy crystal blisters, as if looking at him across countless heavy worlds, said lightly.

Du Qingli’s body began to cold quickly.

He found that he and most practitioners in Changling had made a serious mistake.

What they had seen before was the most rigid side of Baishanshui, and they had not noticed her most soft side.

…

“Aren’t you going back?”

Du Hongtan looked at Zhao Si with sympathetic eyes.

The monument, which was like a giant sword slashing towards him, has slowly turned upward.

Countless black sand flowed into the back of his hand like a waterfall, then turned into black energy, flowed out from the palm of his hand, and landed on the huge monument.

His hands are like glued to the monument.

His whole person is going up.

The huge monument gradually tilted upwards, and the weight naturally pressed towards Zhao Si’s end.

In his opinion, when the weight of this monument is all down on Zhao Si, Zhao Si will be completely unable to bear it, and the whole body will probably burst into countless pieces by then.

“Although I really hope you will continue, and I hope you will die here…but you really want to do this?”

With obvious sympathy, he looked at Zhao Si who was silent and continued to speak out.

Zhao Si still did not respond.

Du Hongtan suddenly looked back.

Because he felt an aura that made him feel extremely dangerous at this time.

The moment he looked back, some of the vitality behind him, like the black sand flowing like a waterfall, suddenly condensed and turned into a few black bamboos, and then crimson flowers bloomed.

Du Hongtan’s complexion changed drastically.

His hand quickly broke away from the monument, and then shot back.

There was a loud explosion.

A puff of black energy gushed out of the void behind him, and it shot out a radius of tens of meters in an instant.

In the darkness, a quiet woman in a crimson robe appeared.

She held the guqin and slowly raised her head, with scarlet bloodshot from the corners of her mouth, but the two eye pupils were all black at this time, and black air was flowing out of the heart.

“Miss Shang Da?”

Du Hongtan was even more unbelievable, and said in amazement.

The quiet woman did not respond.

Her hands flicked on the guqin.

Several black strings flew up and disappeared into the air.

Du Hongtan yelled, and the falling black sand swirled around his body.

In the black sand, several black bamboos grow tenaciously.

Zhao Si narrowed his eyes slightly.

Her two fingers left the huge monument, and then they held it empty.

The huge monument suddenly burned and turned into countless burning iron drenched in the whirling black sand.

Countless streams of white smoke gush out.

Du Hongtan’s sharp shout continued to sound.

Zhao Si continued to move forward.

When the monument disappeared, a red light flashed inside.

The iron marrow was condensed into a small sword burning red.

Zhao Jianlu is best at smelting swords.

Zhao Si’s hand grasped the sword that had just been smelted out, and slammed into the black sand in front of him fiercely.

Du Hongtan’s breathing stopped completely.

This is his home, his strongest place, but for Miss Shang, it is also her strongest place.

And Zhao Si, a sword that was as fierce as a blood sun, was also born to be the nemesis of the gloomy ghost.

So he couldn’t stop it.

He can’t be the rival of these two people.

He could only watch this small sword pierce and pierce his body.

With a pop.

His body was pierced by this small sword.

In the next instant, his whole body burned.