In the days of Naruto Live

Chapter 1181

In an instant, the spirit was surging, and the virtual air swept across the sword light, bright as thousands of arrows, stabbing towards the black sword on the battlefield!
The right hand of the swordsman in black seems to be moving slowly, landing on the black handle on the left.

In the right hand of the black-clothed swordsman, holding the hilt for a moment, the breathing of the whole person suddenly changed!
The original loose eyes suddenly condensed into two sharp swords.

The monk looked at each other with these two eyes, and his whole body was startled.

Several monks screamed and hurriedly closed their eyes.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

In the eyes of these monks, there are two kinds of bright red blood, which is appalling!

Just looking at each other, the eyes of several people are already blind!

"What a powerful vision!"

Su Qinxin A Linlin.

He practiced the secret book of the devil, opened the eyes of two gods, and trained a pair of evil eyes, which are very strong.

Even King Kong of the Buddhist King Kong Temple was angry, and the demon eyes of the Guannv sect could not shake his mind.

But only with a pair of eyes, can there be such a terrible lethality, Su Qin's evil eyes cannot be achieved.

Su Qin thought: "I really don't know how this person practiced such a pair of terrifying sword eyes."

The eyes of the swordsman in black are always empty, his eyes are loose, and he looks listless.

But when he holds the sword for a moment, no one can ignore the killing opportunity on his body, the corner of his eye!

Buzz!

The sword roared between heaven and earth.

That amazing sword light appeared again, dazzling.

Jingle bells!
There was the sound of Shizuno fighting.

Many flying knives pierced in mid-air were broken.

Sword light flashed.

These monks, one by one, fell from mid-air, and not one of them was immune!
When it fell to the ground, it was already a body!

Even after preparing for a long time, not many people were present in the northern area of ​​Tianjiao, and not many people could see the hands of the black swordsman.

By the time the pride of heaven is manifested in public, the sword is sheathed.

The black-clothed swordsman's right hand returned to the side of his body, and hung up naturally, as if he had never been shot.

From beginning to end, the swordsman in black was expressionless.

It seemed that the deaths of more than a dozen golden cores could not arouse his mood swings, not even a trace.

Dead!

No one expected that in this battle of Tianjiao, after the sins of Huangdao, Boundless and others appeared, there would be a monk so terrifying, he had never done this before!
Who could resist such a horrible life?

"Dujian, you are crazy!"

Tobvon stared into his eyes, drinking loudly.

Solo sword!

When Su Qin heard the name, he suddenly felt in his heart.

In the north, there are not many monks with this surname.

Among them, the most famous is one of the four gate valves alone.

However, this monk who was called "Single Sword" in front of him was really different from Tobuffon and others.

There is no identity badge on the waist, and when you walk, don't say, there is no one around!

In the only sword body, Su Qin felt a kind of loneliness, a kind of desolation, something out of tune with this world.

It seems that there is nothing else in the world except that sword.

Nothing but swords!
Only with this kind of mentality can we practice such a pair of sharp sword eyes, and can we practice such a terrifying and ferocious sword!
"Dujian, this Holy Yellow Demon is an animal, not my kind. Are you going to represent the lonely person and stand by his side?" Ouyang Xiayu asked, an old family.

"I am who I am, what does that have to do with loneliness?"

Du Jian's voice was very calm, he turned his head and looked at Ouyang's Xia Yu.

He remained expressionless, but there seemed to be an irony in his empty eyes.

Ironically, Ouyang Xiayu didn't even understand such a simple question.

I am who I am.What is your relationship with others?
Ouyang Xiayu for a while.

Murong frowned, looking at the helpless sword not far away, he couldn't help asking: "Why?"

"I do not like."

One said softly.

There will be fog over most of the northern part of Tianjiao.

Who is not used to it?
And who messed with him?

Only Murong had a complicated expression and sighed in his heart.

Murong knew what pain he had gone through, and also knew the pride in this person's heart.

Su Qin's current experience must have resonated with him.

He too was abandoned by the world.

Be spurned by countless people, besieged by countless people, bullied by countless people, insulted by countless people!
At that time, no one helped him, and no one stood by him.

This person, relying entirely on the sword in his hand, took one step at a time.

He's lonely, not because he hates the world.

It was because the world had abandoned him.

Always with him, never forsaken him, only the black sheath sword in his hand!

So, if he doesn't like it, he'll do it.

Not to mention the natural pride of the whole north, or the world, he is also fearless!

Su Qin remained motionless.

This opportunity is rare, he must regain his strength as much as possible and escape here.

There is no end to the table, and no one can threaten him in the ruins.

But Su Qin can still feel that the crisis is getting closer!
There is not a moment to lose!
The masked figure in Liuli Palace walked over slowly as if seeing Su Qin's intention.

"A lonely man is already arrogant."

The man in the mask was hoarse and inaudible, as if his throat had been badly damaged, like a broken bellows.

"Get out of here, otherwise, go to hell!"

The masked man's eyes were cold and full of resentment, staring at the lonely sword and speaking slowly.

There was no expression on Du Jian's face, he just didn't say a word, he just turned his side slightly, his right hand moved slowly, and landed on the black handle of his left hand.

"Ok?"

The eyes of the masked man squinted slightly, and after a while, the hairs stood on end!
Buzz!

The sword is shining!
The lonely sword didn't speak, only responded with the sword in his hand!

Mask is in a violent retreat, and very fast!
As soon as the sword light came on, he disappeared in his original position.

A silence.

Quick, quick!
The sound of metal tearing looks harsh on a silent battlefield!
The sky proudly saw clearly, a sword mark appeared on the metal mask on the mask, and the mask became two!

Boom!

The mask fell off, revealing the true face of the mask.

boo boo!

Many people took a breath of air conditioning.

Some female practitioners even made sounds of panic.

That face was terrible, full of fierce wounds, pitted, as if it had been corroded by something, fierce and frightening, like a ferocious ghost.

For some reason, seeing this face, Su Qin felt a strange feeling in his heart, which was indescribable.

Feeling the strange eyes around him, the masked man looked aggrieved, his eyes filled with endless hatred, and his throat roared.

"I am going to kill you"

The masquerade people stepped forward with great momentum.

(End of this chapter)