［Full-time］Fenghuo Liancheng

Some weapons are destined to be extraordinary from the moment they are forged.

Cutting gold and breaking jade, the blade is like autumn frost.

Blood Moon is one such sword.

Even from a distance, one can feel the chill of the blade, the scarlet blade seems to be dyed with blood!

This is a very famous sword in Glory.Its unique additional attributes determine that, theoretically, it is the pinnacle of Glory's attack power!

However, what is more famous than this sword is the person who holds it!

The sword qi is [-] miles across, and the sword light is cold in the nineteen states!

Does this poem refer to the No.1 Sword Blood Moon in Glory, or Troublesome Night Rain, the number one swordsman in Glory, or the man who inherited the title of Sword Master from his predecessor? !

He is always at the front of the line.No matter what kind of situation he encountered, he never backed down.There was no turning in, no turning around, his figure was as steady as a mountain, and every sword carried shocking power.No enemy dares to be the point of the sword!

"I will never step back. I will stand here." He was still a teenager at the time, and he promised this struggling team.

He fulfilled this promise with time.

His every move is carried with a fierce self-confidence.Every gesture brings courage to people, creates hope, and makes people feel...

As long as you follow him, you will be invincible and invincible!

This is different from the arrogance of young people.It is the faith and courage that are still indomitable after many setbacks.After so many hammering experiences, his pride remains the same as before.

And his fighting style is as heartbreaking as he is.

It has never been his style to take advantage of people's unpreparedness and launch a wave of attacks suddenly.He's just standing there, attacking, attacking—

He read the note in front of the enemy.Be it the Collapsing Mountain Strike, or the Phantom Invisible Sword—the opponent will always be powerless.

He doesn't need to wait for the enemy to show his weakness.In his dictionary, not only is there no word 'retreat', but even the word 'wait' is extremely low.

As long as he stands there, he will naturally make the opponent terrified.As if in front of him, showing flaws is justified!

——Indeed, under the damage of his explosion, in his tide-like offensive, and in front of his fighting philosophy of never retreating, how many people can keep their hearts?

The strongest attacker in the league.The man who created the era of the Juggernaut.Blue Rain's captain.

Qi Jue stared fixedly at the figure in front of him.

That year, I still haven't forgotten the heroic spirit of rushing into battle with the bloody giant sword.

It seemed that even the stagnant air at that time was within reach.

He could even see every move he made to cooperate with the swordsman in front of him.

Everything has a blurry halo, but the details are clearly visible.

Qi Jue will never forget that match.Not just for the first hearty victory of his life.After all, this man had done a lot in his life.

As time went by, when Qi Jue thought he was strong enough, he had gotten rid of the imprint left by this man; however, as time passed, and without knowing it, he used that unstoppable gesture to tear away all the pretended firmness——

Admit it.Qi Jue silently spurned himself from the bottom of his heart, 'Even if he once left without saying goodbye.Even if he concealed the injury on his hand.Even if he never looked back—you—'

trust him.rely on him.Follow him.

"If I can charge with him again—" Many, many nights, the regret in my heart was biting his heart like a poisonous snake.

Many of the failures that were thought to be caused by Lu Hanwen's ignorance and insistence on going his own way were actually the ones who made the real mistakes because of Qi Jue, who was always hesitating and indecisive.

If I can always take a step forward in time, will the captain not have to support it alone?

If he could stop always riding alone, wouldn't his consumption be so great?

If I can organize the response in time, will the victory belong to us?

in case……

It's a pity that there is no if.He used to think that he could always stand behind that person, at the pinnacle of glory, white deer and green cliffs, just look at the country——

However, the swordsman who looked down on the world disappeared at the age when he should have been in his prime.

Blue Rain transformed from the most aggressive team into a defensive team overnight.The defensive end is called 'impeccable', while colleagues praise it, is it also with a touch of irony?

Troublesome Night Rain has a new successor.A new Juggernaut has appeared in Glory.In a few years, the name 'Lu Hanwen' will be forgotten by people——

No, it won't be like this anymore.

Qi Jue said to himself.

"I'm right here." He promised softly, as if he was facing the flowing clouds at the front, or facing himself, or——somewhere in the long time.

You never need to look back.

All the situations that you can't handle now, I will do it for you.

I am always behind you.

You—just look ahead.

A dark light glowed at the tip of the staff.The spell always lands in just the right place.Believe in each other wholeheartedly.

Just as he imagined.Every time a perfect match is played, the indescribable joy——

That kind of killing method with a cruel artistic sense.Nuanced calculation of blood volume.Appropriate skill convergence——

Seeing the micro-knowledge, lifting the weight as light as possible.

What it brings to the enemy is the most tense sense of oppression and the deepest despair.

Wave after wave of attacks came like tides.Bursts of bursts of high damage.Section by section, the blood volume of the teammates falling like blood collapse——

An Wenyi's hands were dripping with sweat.He suddenly discovered that even if the opponent's target was only one person.Even if you are not subject to any restrictions.Even if he didn't think about the follow-up at all, he just desperately wanted to raise the bloodline of his teammates——

There was nothing he could do.

As if the cold little hands on his hands were not Glory's strongest standing nanny.

It seemed that what he was facing was not the concentrated fire of two people, but a thousand troops——

In the opening 56 minutes and [-] seconds, Su Mucheng was killed.

The author has something to say:

Saw your comments!I really spurted out a mouthful of old blood!I have the thought of cutting the number and retraining!

Qi Xiaoyu!You are still laughing!What about the new generation of male gods who are witty and calm!I made the character set for you according to your male ticket!You wordy!How dare you make yourself into a funny guy in beach shorts!No wonder it's chapter 150, you haven't made any progress yet!Deserves to be rejected once a day!

The world will not be better.Hand yellow again.