Chen Sheng was carrying his dying brother on his back, holding a giant sword in his hand, facing the rolling thunderballs, his thick black eyebrows suddenly lowered, he lowered his head slightly and whispered.
"It's been three hundred years, it's time for you to wake up."
"Um?"
Wu Kuang vaguely felt that his elder brother seemed to have said something, but he didn't hear it clearly. He lay on Chen Sheng's back and tried his best to open his eyes.
"Brother..."
The proud work of the legendary swordsmith Ou Yezi has been passed down through the ages and has become one of the most famous swords that shines brightest in Chinese civilization.
Zhanlu, Chunjun, Shengxie, Yuchang, Juque.
Among them, the Giant Que Sword is the worst. Apart from being blunt and heavy, it seems to have no special features.
A powerful man who can use the giant sword can still exert great power even if he is given a heavy iron plate. Then, how can such a sword become a famous sword passed down from generation to generation alongside those four.
Over the past three hundred years, the rankings of the sword manuals sought after by the world have gone back and forth, and the Juque Sword has dropped to just outside the top 100, and has been almost forgotten by people.
Until, Chen Sheng!
Ranked ninth in the world of swordsmanship!
"Hoo~"
Chen Sheng let out light smoke from his mouth, and his bronze skin was dyed red in patches by the surging internal force, gradually resembling red-hot molten iron.
"Let this demon see the true sword energy of you and me."
Boom~
The giant sword touched the ground and trembled like a bell. Immediately afterwards, the blunt sword body spilled out with sword energy that was almost condensed into substance.
A heavy sword looked like flowing magma in Chen Sheng's hand.
Bursts of hot wind surged between the sky and the earth, and the unprecedentedly vast sword energy filled the sky, burning holes into the black clouds covering the sky.
"Drink~ah!"
Chen Sheng roared angrily and swung out his sword. The ground was like a volcano erupting, and the sky responded.
Ba Sword·Chasing the Sun!
…
"唳~"
The King of Birds screamed sharply and twisted his head twice as if struggling, looking quite uncomfortable.
Bai Feng stretched out his hand to hold his partner's neck, his eyes moved slightly, "Huh? What kind of sword energy is this."
Ding ding~
The exquisite long sword in Jie's hand was trembling and groaning, as if in fear.
He stretched out his hand to hold the scabbard, looked up and looked forward, and asked: "I have never seen a sword aura before. Is there any famous sword in the world with a sword aura like this?"
Kuang Xiu pondered for a moment and said uncertainly: "I only know of such terrifying sword energy, Tai'a, Zhanlu, Longyuan. The majesty of Tai'a and the righteousness of heaven and earth are like towering mountains. The auspiciousness of Zhanlu is washed away by the breeze.
, the fighting has ceased. The depth of the Dragon Abyss, where ghosts and gods can change things, is terrifying. Even the most powerful famous swords in the world, Yuan Hong and Shark Tooth, aside from the strength of the sword owner, it is impossible to match the sword energy of the famous sword itself.
.Which legendary sword is this?”
Even Kuang Xiu, who is well-informed and well-informed, could not remember at the first moment that the Juque Sword itself contained sword energy.
But at this moment, Chen Sheng was rare and did not roar arrogantly. He only raised his head and looked directly at the opposite side, calm and unfazed. He could even use his hands to tie up his brother Wu Kuang's body with a belt.
"Zhenlei~Lost Spring Grass."
There was a whisper in the strong man's mouth, which was completely different from the fierce and invincible sword intent just now. The huge and heavy sword was actually like a soft grass in his hand, stubbornly stretching forward.
Click~
The blood-thunder sword exploded with a thunderclap, creating a pit behind Chen Sheng.
Black smoke gradually rose from the pit, while Chen Sheng, who was carrying Wu Kuang on his back, dragged his sword on the ground with one hand and calmly stared at the Demon Lord without any injuries.
"this……"
At this time, the Demon Lord was stunned on the spot.
What did he just do?
How could his attack be deflected for no reason?
At this moment, in Chen Sheng, the peasant martial arts he had practiced for forty years was finally perfected.
Four Seasons Sword Techniques, Four Sword Intentions of Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter, Twenty-Four Lands, Overlord Sword Techniques,...
Everything is perfect and perfect.
The Demon Lord looked a little sluggish, but then he quickly reacted. He opened his hands wide and squeezed his claws, gathering the demonic energy as if it were costless, and then launched his killing move.
"Blood Thunder Net~"
"Thunder of all destruction!"
If you can block and hide, then you can't block or hide!
Click~
Thunder rolled down from the sky, and the arcs of electricity flew around without any rules, sparing no leaks, and completely enveloped Chen Sheng.
Then there was the huge thunderball, which was as big as a stone and shot directly towards Chen Sheng's face.