Naruto system rampages in another world

The sword body was trembling rapidly, and tiny cracks appeared on both sides of the blade. Moreover, as more and more blood lines wrapped around the sword, there were more and more cracks on the blade.Read full text

"click"

A clear sound.

The blade broke from the middle, like a broken mirror, suddenly shattered into countless fragments in the air, and fell to the ground. A rune, like a beating sword, suddenly flashed into the cold sword with a golden light. Raw eyebrows.

Two black vertical pupils formed in his eyes, looking like eyes but not eyes, looking like swords but not swords. This was a sign that the sword heart bloodline in his body had reached a certain concentration.

Everyone thinks that the natural sword heart is a kind of talent, a gift from heaven, but Leng Jiansheng knows that the sword heart is an ability inherited through blood.

And as the bloodline is passed down from generation to generation, the bloodline becomes thinner and the sword's heart disappears, but there will always be some talented and beautiful people who have the phenomenon of returning to their ancestors on their backs and reactivate the ability of the sword's heart, such as Leng Jiansheng.

Of course, even if the descendants activate the sword heart, they will not be as powerful as their ancestors, and their abilities will eventually be diluted.

It might be fine if it were placed on ordinary people, but Leng Jiansheng was unwilling to do so, and by chance, he discovered another way, which was the sword in his hand, so he decided to take it from that day on All the blood of the Leng family allows their essence and blood to flow in his body. If this is the case, the concentration of the blood in his body will naturally reach a new height. Then maybe his sword heart will one day surpass that of his ancestors.

"Is it the ultimate?"

Leng Jiansheng looked down at the broken sword in his hand and whispered in his mouth.

He exhaled softly, and the air seemed to be pierced by sword energy, and two sword holes appeared on the ground.

"Sword, I can feel the power of the sword, resurrecting in my body, very powerful." Leng Jiansheng greedily felt the intoxicating power in his body, flowing in his blood, gradually reviving, like a volcano erupting the power of.

His heart was beating, and with every beat, the aura of the sword that filled his body became sharper, as if a peerless sword was slowly being pulled out of its scabbard, and the soaring sword intent pierced the sky. The gray mist surged and pierced the sky.

And where his heart had been left with a hidden wound, a sword intention gradually emerged, wrapping the entire heart. Slowly, the heart disappeared from his body, leaving only a sword, a beating and breathing sword. .

"Innate Sword Heart This is the real Innate Sword Heart"

The power of this sword was still rising, still rising sharply. The powerful blood power made Leng Jiansheng's skin crack, and sword intent shot out from his body.

For a while, his body couldn't bear the true power of the sword heart. He groaned, spat out a mouthful of blood, and stepped hard on the ground, leaving a sword mark on the ground.

Lines of sword light pierced out in a straight line, spurting out continuous white bursts of energy in the air, and Leng Jiansheng disappeared without a trace.

Lao Wu gasped for breath, surrounded by the dead bodies of the Leng family. Except for him, they were all dead, no one was left, but he was the only one who survived because Leng Jiansheng's sword broke at the last moment.

"The Leng family is gone, he didn't kill me, hahaha, he didn't kill me." Lao Wu buried his face deeply into the ground, his teeth biting the stones on the ground, and the huge force pulled his teeth They were all knocked off, and blood and saliva were mixed together and spit out on the ground, and his entire mouth was filled with dirt and stones.

He wiped away his tears fiercely and raised his head. He was surrounded by blood and corpses. The strong and pungent smell of blood was nauseating. In the distance, several black spots the size of ants were rapidly enlarging in his field of vision.

"It's the swallow they say"

Lao Wu's heart trembled. The gravity on the ground still made it difficult for him to move. He stretched out an arm with great effort, pulled the corpses nearby and covered him.

For fear of not being safe, Lao Wu even picked up a slightly sharp piece of gravel and scratched his lower back hard, making a long gash, and blood gushes out.

With his face stuck to the ground and his body covered with corpses, he wanted to pretend to be dead. He couldn't die. He wanted to live. He was the hope of the Leng family and he wanted to avenge the Leng family.

Time passed slowly, as if a universe had been destroyed for so long, and a cold voice came into Lao Wu's ears.

"all dead"

"The person just left. There was a smell of blood in that direction. He couldn't run far."

A swallow in black sniffed his nose gently and looked coldly into the distance, in the direction Leng Jiansheng had just left.

"Chase, you have to live."

79 nodded, stepped forward, and rushed out, followed closely by the seven swallows behind him. Their speed was extremely fast, and they seemed not to be affected by the falling incense at all.

Thinking about it, they ignited the falling incense, so of course they can eliminate this adverse effect, and at the worst, they can also weaken this negative effect to a certain extent.

"Go, go."

After about 100 breaths and after confirming that there was no movement around him, Lao Wu slowly pushed away the body pressed on his back and sat up slowly.

The influence of gravity and the pull of the wound on his back made his movements extremely laborious. Just a few simple movements seemed to exhaust all his strength to feed.

He spat out the stones and dirt in his mouth, tore off a piece of rag and wrapped it around his waist to stop the bleeding. Looking back in hindsight, Lao Wu felt that his act of self-mutilation just now seemed a bit unnecessary.

With his face covered in sweat and dirt, Lao Wuji looked into the distance as much as he could, but saw no trace of anyone. Taking a breather in his heart, Lao Wu staggered towards the body of his third uncle.

Kneeling on the ground in slow motion, Lao Wu's breathing began to quicken, and his eyes were bloodshot. With trembling hands, he turned the third uncle's body over, and his right hand slowly penetrated the other person's chest and began to grope for it.

"found it"

Lao Wu's breath was suffocated, his face turned a sickly flush, and he took out an ancient wooden talisman from the third uncle's arms with his right hand.

"Marry fate"

The wooden talisman was reflected in Lao Wu's pupils, and he smiled foolishly. His smile was extremely miserable, and his eyes were full of resentment and resentment like a ghost.

"Hehe, hehehe, hope, the hope of the Leng family."

He repeated the words in his mouth unconsciously and vaguely. The wooden talisman was tightly held in his hand, and the halo that he could not see was completely shrouded in his thick palm.

Suddenly, he stood up suddenly, stepped over the dead bodies at his feet, and walked slowly but firmly into the mountain.

In one breath, he ran several miles away and penetrated into the depths of Jiuwei Mountain. Qin Hao finally stopped slowly and looked behind him. No one was chasing him, but the gray fog above his head was getting thicker and thicker. Quickly, covering the entire front of his field of vision.

It felt like a mountain was pressing down on his body. Even with his physique, he felt a huge pressure. He slowly wiped the sweat from his head and looked at the line of writing that appeared in front of him.

"The second phase of Qinglong Yutan's mission is completed"

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