"I always thought I was smart."

This sentence is neither boastful nor ironic, but a sentence of emotion from the heart.

This sentence is not finished.

And the second half that didn't finish, is the most sincere admiration for Li Dajian.

He thought he was very smart until he met Li Hou.

A frog in a well will never know how big this world is.

A person who thinks he is very smart, after meeting another person who is several tens of times or hundreds of times smarter than him, he no longer has that pride.

Moreover, he used to have pride, so he would admire that person who is stronger and smarter than himself.

……

……

It's been a long time.

Maybe 10 minutes, maybe longer.

Hearing painful groans coming from the side, a few courageous goblins gradually opened their eyes.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the same kind around me, almost all of them were lying or lying on the ground.Like a wheat field blown by a hurricane.

Then, those monsters who opened their eyes turned their heads and looked at the source of all the huge movement just now.

The sky there seemed to have been blasted open.

Smoke billows.

In the thick smoke, stood a man in red.

……

Zhu Rong was very angry.

He was not a good-tempered person.

According to his previous temper, if he is willing to persuade the other party to leave, it is already a great mercy.

What's more, he persuaded him twice just now!

Be patient, be patient, I've told you so much, you kid is lucky, instead of listening, you even slashed at me with a sword!

The point is, this sword, riding on a horse really makes me feel uncomfortable...

Red clothes are like drums, like broken drums.

Zhu Rong's hands trembled, standing empty.

In order to resist that sword just now, he mobilized almost half of his body's strength, but unexpectedly, it was still not enough.

He was still hurt.

If this sword was struck by the more powerful Li Jianshen, then maybe Zhu Rong didn't even have the strength to speak now.

But it's a pity that this sword is a cultivation base, but it was struck by Jin Guangyin of the fourth realm.

……

Zhu Rong wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and an angry voice came from his abdominal cavity, "Boy, you really deserve to die."

After speaking, he stretched out his right hand, and the air suddenly became chaotic, and a cluster of purple flames appeared in the palm of his hand.

Sky Vulcan Soldiers.

Zhu Rong's unique move.

The flame quickly changed shape and turned into a knife.

The knife is three feet long.

If Xu Xiaolou was present, he would definitely recognize this knife as the Miao knife.

In ancient times, there were only two kinds of knives, one was the Longevity Knife held by the Demon God, that is, the Miao Knife.The other is called other knives.

Zhu Rong had fought against the demons before, and had seen the demon god Chi You once, so he had also seen Chi You's weapon, the Longevity Saber.

The unique move he has practiced, the Skyfire Divine Soldier, has a very enviable feature, that is, when it transforms into a weapon that he has seen before, it can simulate the characteristics of that weapon, just like Zhu Rong used the Skyfire in Shiwan Dashan before. The God Soldier conjured up the descendant's Sun Shooting God Bow, even if it only imitated a bit of taste, even with just one arrow, it shot Xu Xiaolou in the fifth realm to the heart, and almost died.

At this time, the Longevity Saber transformed by the Sky Vulcan Soldier was full of demonic energy, and the Vulcan held it, as if he had become a demon god.

He raised his foot in the void and took a step forward.

In one step, he came directly to Jin Guangyin.

However, he did not raise the knife.

Because he didn't notice until he walked in front of this man that although this man had a sword in his hand, he was no longer able to pose any threat to him.

The opponent's face was covered with bloodstains.

From the eyes, from the nose, from the ears, from the mouth... the blood was black, as if it was blacker than the magic energy emitted by the magic knife.

"Hehehe." Jin Guangyin smiled wryly, "After all, I still overestimated myself."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and fell backwards.

Qinglian Sword Song, in the hands of Li Hou, can display the power of crossing borders against the enemy.

But even sword gods like Li Hou rarely used Qinglian Sword Song in ordinary confrontations.

The sword in the frontier tavern.

The sword at the frontier exit.

What he uses is his own law, as well as pure sword energy and strength.

Because, although Qinglian Sword Song has a nice name, but if you want to use it, if you want to use one of the swords, you must have the cultivation and strength to use that sword.

The first sword, the ground sword, even if it is only the first sword of Qinglian Jiange, requires power, and only monks above the fifth level can support its consumption.

This consumes too much.

Jin Guangyin is just a little monk in the fourth realm. He comprehended this sword by relying on the sword intent in the iron sword that he had been close to in recent days.

Kill one thousand enemies and injure eight hundred.

No, this sentence should be said in reverse.

Zhu Rong was only injured.

But Jin Guangyin was on the verge of death.

His body fell towards the ground like an old kite with a broken string.

Zhu Rong sighed in his heart, "It's a pity that such an excellent human being died like this." '

Yes, in Zhu Rong's heart, Jin Guangyin has been sentenced to death.

Because he knows that even if the other party falls and is not killed, but when all the strength in the body is exhausted, the other party is an ordinary person. kill.

The opponent is very good. Since ancient times, the practitioners who can cross the border to face the enemy are very good.

Therefore, in Zhu Rong's view, such a human being who may become a fifth-level monk in the future, who may become the next Li Hou, or even become a saint in the future, just dies like this. It is a great loss.

Pity.

……

……

At this moment, a thunder came from the distant sky.

Thunder, or rather, lightning.

Zhu Rong frowned and raised his head, looking at the lightning.

After squinting his eyes and taking a closer look, he immediately saw that it was not a bolt of lightning, but a person.

The reason why it looks like lightning.

It was because there were countless swords around that person's body.

There are countless swords that shine like lightning.

……

……

The speed of lightning is the speed of light.

Regardless of the laws of space, the speed of light is the fastest speed in the world.

It is almost as fast as the blink of an eye for ordinary people, and it can be transmitted to a distance of more than ten kilometers.

The group of monsters swarming from the ground immediately froze in place when they saw the lightning bolt.

They don't have the powerful cultivation base of Vulcan Zhu Rong, so naturally they don't have such good strength.

They didn't know that the lightning was actually caused by a person.

But the power carried by the lightning, as well as the innate sense of fear that seemed to pierce the soul in an instant, made them subconsciously stop.

Jin Guangyin's body fell towards the ground.

In the next second, lightning struck.

A man appeared and hugged Jin Guangyin.

He is holding a ruler and stepping on a wooden sword.

As his figure stabilized above, the thunder and lightning, oh no, the countless shiny flying swords also appeared above the heads of the group of monsters.

Jianyuan Tiangang Formation.

The densely packed swords covered the entire sky, exuding a powerful aura, covering it.

Vulcan Zhu Rong looked at the figure and face of the man, squinted his eyes, and an indifferent voice came from his abdomen, "Boy, you really linger."

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