As dusk falls, everything in the world becomes earthy.
It was as if the rich but invisible meaning of thick earth had returned to its original color.
The vast world instantly turned into endless fields.
In the wilderness, there is a melee between giant dragons.
No one can tell how many giant dragons there are. The bodies of those giant dragons are hidden in the dim fog. None of them has a complete dragon body. Only countless fleeting dragon horns, dragon tails, and dragon claws can be seen.
There is that ferocious and majestic dragon head.
These glimpses make people realize that there are countless dragons fighting in this endless wilderness.
Those dragons are all real divine dragons, huge, mysterious, noble, but absolutely ferocious real dragons. They are not dragons, let alone demons that look like dragons.
They are fighting and bleeding.
The dragon fights in the wild, its color is black and yellow.
The loess is filled with black blood, floating here and there like silk ribbons in the thick soil. They are all the blood of dragons.
On the battlefield of Shenlong, there are only two alien beings: Tang Zhao, who holds the sword, and the stalwart general.
puff--
A dragon claw stretched out from the loess and dragged the general who was punching into the fog of the wilderness.
This sword technique was not directed at him, but he blocked the path of the divine dragon in the sword technique.
Then, I never saw him again.
Only among the black blood in the sky, a trace of bright red blood seemed to emerge.
After that, it disappeared again.
He didn't even have time to introduce himself, and Tang Zhao didn't even have time to ask him where he got such confidence, and why he said Kunjian was "my sword"? Anyway, this big man who appeared like thunder and left like a fallen leaf was swept away by a strong wind.
, was swallowed up by the dragon Zhan Yuye.
Does it matter if he was a Shangzhu Kingdom or a general during his lifetime?
Tang Zhao swung out his sword, holding the sword motionless. The black and yellow colors in all directions seemed to be his aura, surrounding him with teeth and claws. At this moment, the young man's figure was like a god and demon.
However, only he knows his hardship.
This is completely different from when he planned to hold the Yanggu sword.
When he wants to hold other swords, the burden may be big or small, and some may lose all strength after holding it for a moment. But once he holds the sword, the sword is under his control. Regardless of the sword technique or swordsmanship, he can use it as he wishes.
Which. Those are his swords, even if only temporarily.
But the moment he got the Kun Sword, he already noticed the difference - the sword allowed him to hold it, but it didn't listen to him. He could swing the sword and make any action he liked, but at the moment of swinging the sword,
The sword technique he uses is not up to his will. Just like just now, before he could decide which sword technique to use to counterattack, the sword had already chosen the powerful dragon fighting in the wild. If he wanted to release a shot of ice,
In the end, the dragon will be released to fight in the wild.
Rather than saying that he got a sword when he held the sword just now, it would be better to say that the sword got a walking stick.
This reminded him of the Haechi Sword. That Quan sword also had its own will. When Tang Zhao held the sword, he would even be affected by his emotions. But at that time, his will was also useful to the sword. His will was the main one, and the sword's
The will is supplementary. Here, the sword's will is the main one, and his will... is a parallel line.
Not to mention the physical and mental pressure that is almost as heavy as a mountain.
Could it be said that this sword is also a Quan sword? Is it a Quan sword that Tang Zhao cannot mobilize because he cannot meet the conditions of the Quan sword?
Or... is the level of this sword too high, and it cannot be fully controlled even with glasses?
Tang Zhao never thought about holding the sword completely, he just wanted to stop and solve this inexplicable disaster.
Because the burden is too serious, he doesn't have much time and doesn't have many means at his disposal.
The combination of willpower is not enough, so I have to speak out.
"Mr. Kunjian, please stop all this and take a rest."
As Tang Zhao spoke, he adjusted his posture, slowly withdrew the sword, and made a movement of sheathing it back.
There seems to be a scabbard in the void, and the edge of the sword is extinguished little by little as it gets closer.
It seems that the sword gave him face.
While doing the movements, he kept calm and kept his mood relaxed. Although the communication was only one-sided, he always felt that his own calm could soothe Jian's emotions.
It seemed to be effective. Gradually, he felt that the burden was reducing, his body slowly stood upright, and his spirit became relaxed.
This should be because the sword no longer wastes swordsmanship.
When he held the sword, those earth-shaking sword skills and sword skills continued to consume his strength. He had to bear some share of the consumption for each sword skill. When the sword skills were extinguished one by one, it was like an old water tank with a hole in it.
Once blocked, the speed of the water surface's descent slowed down. In the end, there was even a comfortable feeling of being completely still.
When the mountains and rivers gradually calmed down, the islands gradually stabilized, and the surrounding loess and mysterious blood gradually dissipated, Tang Zhao finally calmed down this powerful and exciting sword. It was no longer angry, and gently withdrew the emotions that could suppress the people, like a baby crying loudly.
After shouting, he was coaxed gently and gradually fell asleep peacefully.
After a while, it should return to Jianzhou and return to the sword, right? But before that, he tried to shrink Jianzhou Island, reappear the sea water, and let the flowers and plants do whatever they want...
"Ahhhhh——"
A scream was heard, and a familiar figure flew from the sky.
Kun Jian, who had just calmed down, moved slightly, and a high wall was erected out of thin air underground. The figure was hit by the high wall and fell straight down, and there was another scream.
Tang Zhao hurriedly comforted Kun Jian and shouted: "This is a friend, there is no danger. Relax -"
Gangqi catches!
Tang Zhao restrained the blazing heat in the Gang Qi, turned it into a claw without edges, picked up Wang Fei from below, pulled him to his side, and said, "What are you playing with?"
Wang Fei was still in shock and said: "Ah, I actually came up. As expected of the Cloud Hero, I have so much strength." Seeing that Tang Zhao was still staring at him, he said embarrassedly: "I'm here to help you. I'm afraid of you.
I'm going to die. It doesn't seem necessary, so I'll go back."
Tang Zhao said: "Wait a minute - look, are there many people looking at me?"
Wang Fei looked down and saw that Jianzhou Island had calmed down at this time, the land was no longer rioting, and the sword was no longer suppressed by higher beings.
In other words, the power to suppress everyone and prevent them from taking rash actions has disappeared.
Although after a big change, everyone was in shock and had not regained their fighting spirit for a while, but it was only a matter of time. After all, there was a mixed bag of fish and dragons on the island, and there were countless people with ulterior motives and weapons.
Even now, there might be someone ready to make a move.
Where did that man in golden armor come from?
How many others covet the Kun Sword like him?
After mastering the Kun Sword, Tang Zhao was already the target of public criticism. If he held the sword and killed him regardless, he might be able to ignore everyone and break out of the siege, but that was not his purpose. He just wanted to return the sword to Jianzhou.
"Oh, are you afraid that someone will covet the Kun Sword?" Wang Fei stabilized his body and said with a smile, "It's really outrageous. This sword is obviously yours, what's the point of taking it by force? It's impossible for the fairy sword to recognize them.
"
Tang Zhao explained: "Kun Sword is not mine, and it does not recognize me. I am only holding this sword temporarily. Maybe it will go berserk again the next moment. In order to avoid long nights and nightmares, I plan to let the sword return naturally. But although Jianzhou
It's quieted down, but not back to normal. I need a little time."
Tang Zhao did not have the strength to master this sword, nor was he qualified to master this sword, nor did he need to master this sword.
It would be enough to send away the sword, remove the danger of overturning, let the battlefield go and let the two sides continue to fight, and decide the winner. He would then find his senior brother and bring his friends to a safe place.
As for the sword, he can make it by himself in the future. Although it is not as powerful as Kun Jian, it has a bright future. He has the ambition to surpass Kun Jian in the future. Kun Jian may meet swordsmen in the future, but not him. They just have this
It's just fate for a moment or three.
Wang Fei understood what he meant and said with a smile: "So when you restore Jianzhou, you want me to block those annoying sights for you? Okay!" He pulled out the sword from behind and placed it in front of him. At this time, the suppression was gone, and he
It can also use sword control, so it is not difficult to stay in the air.
With Qingfeng in hand, Wang Fei pointed around and said loudly: "You all have listened, I am here to guard this sword. The moment the sword is here, I will guard it here. If anyone wants to take action, just come to me.
, step over me and cause trouble for him again!"
As soon as this statement came out, there was a stir in all directions, and the situation immediately changed!
In terms of strength, Wang Fei is just a swordsman, so he is really not strong. At least in Jianzhou, where swordsmen and swordsmen are concentrated, he is not qualified to make such heroic remarks.
However, he is the most qualified person to speak out. Because his identity is there. One of the several parties present in the melee is his force, and the local host is also his ally. He does not need to issue an explicit order, as long as he stands with his sword
He had already made his attitude clear in the air, and everyone in the Snow Mountain Palace below would follow him and turn their swords.
Sure enough, the Snow Mountain King's army, headed by General Mei and General Yulong, stepped forward at the same time and stared with swords in hand to see if there were any daring people who really wanted to step over the crown prince?
Seeing this scene, Beichen shook his head slightly and didn't care. He stretched out his finger and the North Star flashed again, giving orders to all the disciples who were freed from the suppression of Kunjian:
"There is no need to worry about Kun Sword, wipe out the remaining evildoers, and appease the venue!"
Disciple Long Yuan listened to the order, but he drew his sword and looked around, not knowing where the enemy was. At this time, Jianzhou was as big as a continent, with high mountains and far away rivers. Who could see the enemy?
Fortunately, under Tang Zhao's mobilization, the land gradually recovered and shrank, and the black sesame-sized figures in the distance got closer and closer. Once it recovered to the point where the two sides could see each other's faces, the battle would break out again.
Beichen's eyes returned to the men in black armor who were trapped by the seven-star array, and he wondered in his heart: "These thieves seem to be the Xuanjia Army back then. Who was the one in gold armor just now? Since the Xuanjia Army was dispatched, could it be said that the turtle bandits are going to
Are we all out in force?"
"The Shangzhu Kingdom lost news, and several other soldiers sent back critical signals. But they were unable to send complete signals, so the situation is unclear. Your Highness, are you..."
The white-clothed young master quietly listened to the captain's reply, and suddenly smiled and said: "I see something unexpected. The Shangzhu Kingdom is in danger, and the enemy is formidable. This is a bad start. But - I, the great Wei Dynasty, have been dormant for many years.
In order to make a comeback, how could it be silently stillborn without even seeing the shadow of the enemy?"
"Adjust the plan to me. Mobilize the spiritual cannon. Let's fire the Bailing Sky Cannon first! The army will form behind and wait for the spiritual cannon to clear a path before marching."