The Sword Saint of Daqin is in the Shape of the Moon Daqin

Just cut it open!

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Facts have proved that Su Nie is overthinking.

The river stretches for thousands of miles, and there are indeed countless monsters hidden in it, and there are indeed many people who came out to make trouble by taking advantage of the flood.

But in this age of the gods gone,

Even big monsters are rare, and there are almost none that can be compared with Jiaolong.

So at the moment when I felt the ancient and mysterious aura of Jiaolong,

All the monsters and monsters who made troubles either escaped in an instant.

Or, because they couldn't escape, they stayed in place trembling, begging for mercy, and then watched the dragon go away, leaving a clear sky without clouds.

They retreated one after another, never daring to be presumptuous again.

At this moment——

The river is rolling and the rain is torrential.

The world was dark.

Along the two banks of the river, on a high ground, there are figures surrounded and gathered.

"The water level has risen again..."

"Damn it, when is it going to rain?"

"Monsters... There are monsters coming!"

boom -

The thunder flashed across the sky, and the instantly reflected light shrouded the whole world in dazzling silver, and in the blink of an eye, it also clearly reflected the figure on the high ground.

That's people.

Ordinary people in sackcloth.

They are villagers from villages and towns near the big river. Because of the flood, they had to rush to the high ground to avoid the flood.

But even if you have escaped to the mountains and highlands,

The flood was still rising, and it reached the highest point in a blink of an eye.

And in it...

There are also hideous and terrifying figures, fish, snakes, shrimps, crabs... There is no doubt that they are monsters from the bottom of the water, taking the opportunity to make trouble.

They climbed up the mountainside, their eyes glowing with a bloodthirsty light.

The purpose of coming is simple.

--kill.

——Erosion of the mystery of the earth.

Surrounded and surrounded on all sides, oppressed at every step.

"Damn it, fight them!"

Someone finally couldn't help it.

"But we don't have any weapons... Even the agricultural tools are left at home, submerged by the flood!"

Someone flinched.

They looked at the densely packed monsters, the sharp claws, fangs, and pincers.

They couldn't help shrinking their heads.

without weapons,

They go up only to die,

They wanted to resist, but they didn't even have the chance to resist. Everyone couldn't help feeling desperate.

Nearly.

The monsters are rustling and getting closer.

thump, thump, thump—

suddenly,

Something shook slightly.

"what sound?"

They raised their heads subconsciously, and then found that in the distance, at the end of the sky, there seemed to be light emerging, tearing apart the dense dark clouds,

Then there was a crisp roar, coming from far to near.

- Ow!

what is that?

That is……

"people?"

Everyone searched for the sound, only to see something emerge at the end of the river.

From two points, it gradually expanded into two figures in the line of sight.

One male and one female.

White clothes fluttering, peerless.

Reminiscent of an ancient real fairy.

And under them, there is a black dragon that they have only seen and heard in various novels.

That voice came from Jiaolong's mouth.

One after another, echoing endlessly, covering up the sound of thunder, rain, and wind, and then...

Stop everything!

rustling...

Almost instantly, the moment the sound sounded, the monster at the bottom of the mountain quickly started to retreat, retreating, like a beast that felt a natural disaster.

One second he had a vicious look, the next second he was trembling and frightened.

Then recede, and water and clouds.

The rain stopped.

sky……

Bright.

A ray of light fell down, piercing the drowsy world, and everyone came back to their senses.

Everything happens, just in an instant.

They stared blankly at the flood receding, leaving behind a piece of messy land, looking at the great river that was placed in the center of the land, still rushing, but no longer flooding.

the clouds receded,

The time has come to sunset.

The setting sun reflected the lingering wave light, and also reflected the two figures who came and left by the dragon in the big river.

On both sides of them, Hong Bo rolled over, and countless monsters crawled among them.

crawling...

Kowtow here.

Watch them come and go.

Some knelt down, others kowtowed.

They either called immortals or chanted gods.

Perhaps in the future, various legends will be derived from this.

But those have nothing to do with Su Nie at the moment.

At this moment, Su Nie was sitting on the dragon's head, staring at the setting sun and the big river rushing eastward.

The girl sat beside him, leaning on his back.

And he is realizing the sword,

Watch the river and understand the sword.

Chapter 28 Watching the Great River and Enlightening the Sword

After giving the sword to Mustard Chiko, Su Nie no longer had the sword in his hands or on his body.

But this does not mean that he can smoothly enter the realm of having no sword in his hand and a sword in his heart, and the comprehension of the realm cannot be so smooth.

In fact,

Not to mention arriving directly, even how Su Nie arrived at that realm was vague and ambiguous.

Just a vague feeling.

Although as a swordsman and as a cultivator, he would of course pay attention to this feeling, in terms of cultivating, this is actually the so-called "whim".

But how to do it, he is still exploring.

——Up to now, it has been a few days since I stepped on the back of the newborn black flood dragon and went down the river.

In the past few days, he has been thinking and watching.

Every day, he was watching the river going east, watching the river rushing, watching the layers of water mist surging under the moon after nightfall, watching the torrential flood rushing endlessly, and the dense stream of light turning around in an instant...