Ai Xin was actually still alive. He came down from the mountain and rushed to Jian.
The explosion flattened half of the mountain, turning the Golden Village into nothing including the soil, rocks and trees. Ai Xin, who was at the center of the explosion, was actually still alive.
He is truly a swordsman.
Especially a swordsman without a sword.
But just by looking at Ai Xin's staggering and stiff posture, we knew that his condition was very bad.
He was getting closer and closer, half of his body was burnt black and half was golden.
His body was charred and black. He had no hair or eyebrows. His body was also mutilated, and his limbs were incomplete. He was already in pieces.
Gold is his outer cover. His body is wrapped in a layer of armor, which contains his head and body. Although it is burnt black, the color of gold is revealed in slightly clean areas. This is a complete set of golden armor.
Today's golden armor is the skeleton outside his body, supporting him to stand in battle, supporting his movements, and supporting him to stagger to the swordsmith.
He is not looking for the swordsmith, he is looking for his sword, holding on to the life-saving straw with his last breath.
He can sense his sword and follow its path. Until now, he is still a swordsman who gathers swords.
"I see, you used swordsmanship - golden armor." The swordsmith said thoughtfully.
Can a swordsman unleash his sword skills without a sword?
Of course it can.
However, the power is not as good as when using a sword, just like the swordsmanship used when the sword elephant does not come is not as good as the swordsmanship when the sword elephant comes. The swordsman's swordsmanship comes from the sword. The closer to the sword, the greater the power.
However, this difference in power gradually narrows as the sword's heart improves. When the sword's heart reaches the state of "the man and the sword become one", there is no difference with or without the sword. Even at that time, the sword is no longer in the shape of a sword, but in the shape of a sword.
Another one exists.
This Ai Xin's swordsmanship is low, he is just a beginner of "Gold and Stone", and his relationship with the sword is on the verge of breaking up. It is very limited to use the sword with bare hands. His golden armor did not block the explosion of the thunder talisman for him.
Or it was blocked and broken. This is the second piece of golden armor he condensed.
The golden armor mask covered half of his face, while the skin on the other half was bloody and bloody, his eyeballs were so bloodshot that they were bulging, and his expression was so ferocious that he was almost inhuman.
"boom!"
The hidden jar exploded, and the Jubao Sword finally broke through the blockade of swordsmanship and returned to the swordsman's hands.
The swordsmith did not stop him. To stop the sword from returning to its nest in front of the swordsman would be half the effort and impossible to succeed.
But he has completed most of his plans.
All the advantages that should be taken advantage of were taken, and the remaining matters could only be settled by himself, without any tricks.
The golden hand of the golden armor opened up and held the sword. The sword was also golden, as if it was part of the golden armor.
Ai Xin stared at the swordsmith with one eye, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "You...actually betrayed me!"
The swordsmith said amusedly: "What does betrayal mean? It's like we were friends once."
Ai Xin said angrily: "Isn't it...I hired you with a lot of money and treated you with respect, but you are so cruel...wait...you...you are not a swordsmith?"
A trace of pity flashed in the swordsmith's eyes: It is really immoral to bully a fool by asking such a question even today.
He said calmly: "Of course I am a swordsmith. But it's not me you hired with a lot of money. I have nothing to do with you, I just don't like you!" After that, he waved his hand gently and finally pulled out his own sword.
sword.
The sword is covered with white-gold light, beating like a flame.
His figure surged up, and together with his sword, he turned into white-gold light and rushed over.
Sword Controlling - White Rainbow Penetrating the Sun!
Ai Xin was furious, held the sword in his big golden hand, rose into the sky, and shouted: "Swordsmanship - Golden Warrior!"
The golden armor on his body instantly thickened and strengthened, and then his whole body swelled up, just like the magical power of "Dharma, Heaven and Earth". With his head in the sky and his feet on the ground, the gold turned into hands, feet, and torso, and finally turned into a Vajra as high as a mountain.
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The swordsmith's sword was inserted directly in front of his chest. He rushed very fast, and the sword had penetrated the armor and almost reached Ai Xin's chest. But then the golden armor suddenly thickened, and the sword was stuck in the golden armor.
In the process, it became farther and farther away from Ai Xin's body. Finally, the sword was hung in mid-air by the tall breastplate, and together with the swordsmith, it looked like a woodpecker hanging on a big tree.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The golden warrior laughed, not only Ai Xin on the chest and abdomen in the center of the armor was laughing, but the head made of gold also cracked and laughed.
"Stupid, stupid! Are you tickling me?" As soon as he thought about it, his big golden hand immediately grabbed his chest. The swordsmith pulled out his sword and dodged the grab, looking like a monkey jumping on the tree.
Jumping on golden armor.
He seemed to want to find Ai Xin's position and attack from the front, but the surface of the Golden Warrior was made of gold and was controlled by Ai Xin. With a thought, countless golden thorns rose from the surface and stabbed at the soles of the swordsmith's feet. Sword Forging
The master failed to attack several times in a row, so he jumped off the golden warrior and floated his sword in the air, eye level with Ai Xin.
Ai Xin laughed and said: "Idiot, do you want to kill me? Come on, I'm right here, kill me! If you can't kill me, I'll let you taste life worse than death - golden tornado!"
A tornado of golden light rose from the soles of his feet. In an instant, strong winds arose, and darkness fell within several miles.
Ordinary strong winds and dark winds would stir up loess and yellow sand, but in this tornado, pieces of gold were actually stirred up. Although the gold was thin, it was more fierce than a steel knife in the strong wind, constantly cutting everything that came close.
The trees were caught in it, leaving traces of scratches, and smaller trees were chopped into pieces.
"Swordsmanship - Suzaku Fire!"
In the midst of the golden storm, there was a ball of fire condensing in the sky. The flame was originally pure white, but was rendered with a layer of dim yellow halo by the gold. In the halo, there seemed to be a vermilion bird dancing.
No matter how violent the wind blows, the fire remains unmoving, just like there is this round of flames in the sky, hanging as high as the sun.
The strong wind can blow the flag, but when can it blow the sun?
After a while, the strong wind subsided, and the trees fell down on the ground, but there was an extra layer of gold. The gold looked like gold powder at first glance, but when you look closely, you can see that they are indeed tiny gold ingots. If a gold digger comes here, he will definitely be overjoyed.
I thought I had arrived in the legendary land of gold.
The flames are still not extinguished, but the strong wind has subsided, and the swordsmith can be seen floating in the flames. He is standing in the center of the flames, with a faint layer of flame floating on his body.
Ai Xin stood in the golden armor, naturally unscathed, but he was even more shocked by the opponent's ease. Just now, he could see clearly in the golden armor. The flying golden fragments melted immediately as soon as they entered the flames, posing no threat at all. He hesitated.
He didn't believe it and shouted: "You can protect against the wind, but why can you protect against gold? You must know that real gold is not afraid of fire!"
The swordsmith smiled disapprovingly and said: "We are not afraid of fire, but we also have to look at what kind of fire it is. Also, we have to look at what kind of gold it is. Real gold... you call this real gold?"
At this moment, a layer of gold ingots laid underground has turned into gold powder, and finally turned into golden light, dissipating in the air, leaving only withered grass and litter on the ground. If a gold digger saw this scene, he would have cried with joy just now, and turned around.
I want to cry loudly, crying that my golden dream is suddenly shattered.
When Ai Xin saw this scene, his heart sank. He then remembered that there was already a problem with his sword, otherwise the gold would not have collapsed so quickly. It was not that he had experienced a disaster and reunited with the sword, and the problem would have been eliminated by itself.
Already.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be shaken. His heart was shaken, and even the golden armor was shaken. He quickly calmed down and shouted: "You... you are just a swordsmith, not even a swordsman. You can't make a sneak attack. How can you be my opponent?"
As long as I take action, you will definitely die! And I will make you suffer torture to death! Unless...unless you clean my sword, I will spare you."
The swordsmith was angry and funny, and said: "You are really stubborn. Do you remember what I said? We have never been friends."
Ai Xin sneered and said: "Are you going to drink the wine as a penalty instead of eating the toast?"
The swordsmith said: "No, I mean...why should I tell the truth to my enemy?"
"Swords can be washed, but if you wash off the sword elephant's sword, you will no longer recognize the original swordsman!"
Ai Xin's head buzzed and he shouted: "Nonsense! Washing off the sword elephant will just return it to its original appearance. I'm still an 80% match for it, how could it deny me?"
The swordsmith shook his head and said: "I don't know how you became a swordsman - the sword has a spirit! The sword and the swordsman are like a couple, and the sword image is the result of the swordsman and the sword. How would you think of someone who kills his own child and then takes the initiative to marry you?
Lover who broke up? Can you please stop insulting the sword? There are many lovers in this world who are more suitable for swords, so who do you think you are? Can you summon and wave away a priceless sword?"
Ai Xinru was struck by lightning and said: "Impossible...then I...won't I be dead?"
The swordsmith said slowly: "I told you two ways before. One of them is to treat the symptoms, but in fact it is the root cause. If there is a rift between the sword and the swordsman, you must take the initiative to make up for it. If you have the ability, let the sword follow you.
If you don't have the ability, just surrender to the sword, there is no other way! Anyone who doesn't even try and wants to borrow external strength is a crooked way and is not worthy of being a swordsman. The swordsmen in the world say more or less, but they can go as far as
There are only a handful in the end, and most of those eliminated are defective products like you."
Ai Xin stayed in the golden armor. He was suddenly enlightened and confused for a while. He was in a trance between understanding and not understanding several times. The golden warrior stopped on the ground without moving.
After a while, he shouted: "You surrender! Just surrender and tell me clearly about the sword, and I won't kill you."
The swordsmith shook his head and said: "You are so stubborn. You are still dreaming. I have never seen a worse swordsman than you. I haven't even realized that besides your sword heart, the sword itself is also in danger.
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Ai Xin said: "What? What happened to the sword?"
The swordsmith pointed forward and said: "Come on, take two steps. If you think it's okay, just take two steps forward."