The light of the sword is as dazzling as the spring light!
When does spring come?
Not when you see the willows and flowers blooming, but before you even see them.
In the severe winter when thousands of miles of ice cover thousands of miles of snow, spring is already nurturing powerful life under the withered grass and the inner layer of dead branches, always waiting to break out of the ice and make the grass everywhere and the flowers bloom like brocade.
One of the great freehand swords that can be understood after the ruthless killing of the tyrant sword.
It is a knife that symbolizes spring.
This sword is coming, but the enemy may not even notice it yet.
Jiang Dali noticed it.
But by the time he noticed it, it was already too late.
Because before he noticed it, he had already been stabbed.
The extremely surging sword energy fiercely cut and bombarded his body, which was as strong as iron.
Jiuyang's body-protecting true energy formed naturally and exploded in an instant, turning into a body-protecting air shield to resist the sword energy.
Amidst the loud explosion, the grass on the ground was torn to pieces and flying.
Jiuyang's body-protecting energy collapsed immediately.
Jiang Dali's mind was even more impacted by the torrent of sword intent. The Tiger Saber was like a piece of ice floating against the warm current of spring in the collision of the sword intent. It was powerless.
However, Jiuyang's body-protecting energy finally created a buffer time for him, an opportunity to avoid being defeated and seriously injured at the first encounter.
At the moment when Jiuyang's protective gas mask collapsed, Jiang Dali woke up early.
He yelled wildly and raised the knife in his hand to block it, and the muscles and bones all over his body made the sound of dragons and tigers roaring in the explosion. The skin color of his whole body instantly turned into green gold, and his muscles protruded like a raging King Kong, with an unparalleled energy.
A fierce and cruel aura rose from him.
Gather momentum!
The momentum-gathering skills of the Twenty-eight Dragon Subduing Palms were brought into full play by him at this moment.
His momentum instantly climbed to its peak, and he roared out with his sword while roaring!
The dazzling sword light and sword intention erupted at the moment when the golden-backed nine-ring sword trembled.
But the next moment...
This sword light and sword intention are like a small water flower, which is submerged in the sword intention and sword energy like a river of spring water flowing eastward.
"Uh-huh——"
Jiang Dali, with his hair disheveled and roaring, stood on the spot with a knife. His body and skin were instantly cut with shocking bloody gashes by the crazy attack of the knife. Blood spattered and the long blood strips were also violently turbulent.
The water is rolling eastward, and the big waves have swept away many heroes.
Ba Dao's freehand stroke was like an unrivaled force crushing him.
People in it are unable to struggle or dodge, as if they can only be crushed by the rolling spring tide.
At this moment, the eyes of Ba Dao, who maintained the sword-drawing posture, became brighter and brighter, almost only the bright light of the sword remained in his eyes, and the aura on his body became stronger and stronger, becoming more and more terrifying.
The originally rickety old body seemed to be rejuvenated, exuding extremely terrifying vitality, and the sword energy and sword intent erupted from the palm of the sword were almost endless.
Jiang Dali clenched his teeth, feeling that his mind and will were being suppressed and crushed by a sword that penetrated the sky and the earth. At this moment, it was difficult to even move, not to mention the sword.
He had never had this feeling of being unable to struggle, and this was the first time.
Dominant sword!
It's really domineering!
Even without the ruthless killing.
But he also forged a more majestic, domineering and unparalleled freehand sword.
At this moment, Jiang Dali felt intense pressure and crisis in his mind and heart. He was shocked by the extremely powerful force of the sword and had no ability to resist at all.
No matter how much blood you have.
The strength and physique that I am proud of again.
At this moment, I can only become a sandbag, like a person on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.
There are more and more wounds on the body, and the blood bar is decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye...
It seems like I can only sit back and wait for death.
If such an astonishing scene were seen by players, I am afraid that countless players would be stunned.
The leader of the Black Wind Village, who was usually extremely powerful, was actually suppressed in the hands of an unknown NPC, and his vitality and blood plummeted. It was simply unbelievable.
On the wall of the courtyard, Dongfang Bubai stood alone in red clothes, his cold eyes were getting colder, and he was ready to rescue at any time.
In the field, Jiang Dali was breathing heavily, with stab wounds all over his body. His energy and blood had dropped below the absolute safety line, with only 30% left, and it was even falling.
His mind and will were still suppressed.
Now, he only has two choices.
Use death to realize the freehand sentimental knife.
Either he would try to get rid of the shadow of a grudge in his heart, give up his desperate resistance, explode all his concentrated momentum, and forcefully break a breach in the opponent's sword to escape, or he might be saved by Dongfang Bubai.
These two options are undoubtedly not good choices.
Especially the second choice of escaping will definitely have a great negative impact on his future efforts.
Jiang Dali felt a little hesitant in his heart, but in an instant, the hesitation was replaced by all determination.
He thought of the decisive suicide he had chosen to test the world.
Thinking of the hard work he had to do to become a strong Qi man in his previous life.
Thinking about the path he chose along the way - the path where great efforts can produce miracles.
This is not only a road full of miracles, but also a road full of great emotion and determination.
He has always insisted on this path and never gave up.
For a while, he was going smoothly, and he became stronger when he encountered strong ones. Why did he regret a battle or his life?
Ice cold!
Jiang Dali felt cold all over his body, which was caused by too much blood loss.
But at this time, his heart was already burning hot.
At this moment, he felt that his soul and will had become stronger and stronger, and the feeling of being suppressed and crushed was instantly weakened.
It was as if something was broken. His body was as weak at this moment as it was before Ba Dao, but his spiritual will had risen to another level, a peak.
In an instant, he immediately felt the coldness and twilight after the vigorous vitality from the sword energy and sword intention coming from the overwhelming force.
Ling Han and Chi Mu both come from Ba Dao.
Although Ba Dao's aura was getting stronger and stronger at this time, the sword intent and sword energy that burst out was terrifying.
But the vitality in his body seemed to quickly dissipate with the bright burning at this moment.
Brilliant things are often fleeting and fleeting, and whoever tries to keep them will often end up with only pain and misfortune.
The freehand sword of Tyrannical Sword is a sentimental sword, so why not?
With his old body, even though he is passionate and enthusiastic, he can no longer carry more ambitions and heroic aspirations.
The Love Knife is only for protecting lovers.
And for such a sword to burst out with such powerful power, a corresponding price must be paid.
Jiang Dali understood and realized it completely. His body was covered in blood, but his eyes were shining brightly, like burning flames!
Jiang Dali, Wu Dao.
"ing!"
A distant and sharp needle chanting sound came at this time.
However, Jiang Dali suddenly let out a long roar, which was full of brazenness, determination and self-confidence that he would risk his life to survive.
"force!!!"
Roar!!!
Dragon's Golden Bell Cover!
Tiger Roaring Iron Shirt!
Jiang Dali's whole body's energy, including his mind and will, were completely condensed. He shouted violently, and his muscles all over his body stood up. His clothes full of gaps burst into pieces in an instant, and he held a knife in his thick arm!
Cut it out with one knife!
The energy and blood are plummeting, but the intention is stronger!
This knife!
Infused with all his energy, all his spiritual will, all the momentum condensed under suppression and his understanding of the way of the sword.
All his words have only one word - power!!
Sonorous——
Astonishing sword energy landed on his body covered with stab wounds, but was directly deflected by the violent energy. Jiang Dali's momentum climbed to its peak and struck out with the sword.
The sword flashed past.
The rolling spring light was also torn open by a brute force.
If we say that the spring breeze is like crisp, the flowers are like fire, and the peach blossoms for ten miles are red.
So at this moment, in the eyes of Jiang Dali, who has a clear understanding of the art of swordsmanship, spring is not completely filled with warm air and warm water that cannot tolerate ice floes.
At least the mornings in early spring will be very cold, and the needle-like north wind often blows across the lake ice, blowing a freezing cold. At that time, it is his chance to survive.
The light of his sword was also like a gray cloud that brought death, blocking out the sky and blocking out the sun. Even the willow branches, no matter how cold-resistant, trembled.
"No!!"
An exclamation came from the door.
puff--
Ba Dao's tall and majestic body suddenly fell to the ground, his palms dropped weakly, and his tall and tall body returned to a hunched posture.
The knife intent in his eyes completely disappeared, leaving only warmth and smile.
A shocking red line appeared on his face, and blood slowly spread out, staining his face and soaking his beard.
But he slowly turned his head and looked at the ancient stranger with a frightened and sad expression, and squeezed out a smile on his blood-stained face.
Later.
He looked at Jiang Dali again, with a smile in his eyes, opened his mouth, and said "Ah" as if he was exhaling his last breath!
Take this breath out.
Ba Dao's body fell to the ground, completely dead, but his expression was filled with satisfaction.
Jiang Dali naturally understands this kind of satisfaction.
The most painful thing for a swordsman in the world is to close his sword and retire, having no choice but to forget the glory of the past and the glory of the sword.
The most glorious thing is to die by the knife you most recognize.
Undoubtedly, Ba Dao not only fulfilled him, but also recognized his last powerful sword.
At the same time, the other party's last voice was obviously telling him not to forget his request.
"The ruthless killing is a freehand. This is what Ba Dao realized after spending the first half of his life ruthless, merciless, loving, relatives and friends.
The Love Sword is meant for freehand brushwork. This is the sword that Ba Dao came to realize after spending the rest of his life in seclusion in the world. He had love and affection in his heart and was deeply moved by the vitality of all things."
Jiang Dali suffered knife wounds all over his body, which hurt to his bones, but he looked at Ba Dao's corpse with excitement and admiration, "I have already understood the big freehand brushwork, and I will naturally appreciate the small freehand brushwork. But these are not my freehand brushwork...
It can only become the nourishment for my advancement in the art of swordsmanship."
"Fortress leader! Why? Why do you want to kill him?"
At this moment, a strange and ancient voice came from the door with sadness. He rushed in and looked at the smiling Ba Dao on the ground.
He doesn't understand why this bad old man who loves face and keeps himself strong is still laughing even after he is dead. Will he still love face so much until he dies?
He didn't even understand why the leader of the village killed people, so he looked at Jiang Dali with sadness and pain.
"You just want the sword manual. You can ask him to give it to you. Even if he doesn't want to give it to you, there is no need to kill him!"
Jiang Dali looked at the player in front of him in surprise.
From the other person's body, he seemed to suddenly see some other differences.
This may no longer be the all-around well-rounded player who only knows how to fuck, fuck, and suck up to the village leader.
"He has already given me the sword manual. Ba Dao is indeed a respectable swordsman.
No, he is a sword master."
Jiang Dali nodded and said.
Gu Se Yiren's expression was full of contradictions. He didn't know whether he should be angry or helpless and blame himself, "Then why did you kill him?"
Jiang Dali looked at Ba Dao calmly, "Look at the smile on his face."
The ancient-looking man looked at it and was stunned.
More confused.
"When you know why he laughed when he died, you will know why he died."
The ancient stranger was about to speak when he suddenly heard footsteps.
There was a sound of footsteps that he was very familiar with.
"Xiao Gu, are there any guests?"
Qingyi's voice came from outside the hospital.
Gu Se Yi's heart panicked and he looked at Jiang Dali nervously.
That kind of look, wary and frightened.
He even had an expression that players should never have - begging for mercy.
"Xiao Gu!"
Qingyi's voice is getting closer and closer.
The ancient stranger shouted "Don't come here" and immediately rushed out of the yard like crazy, running out of sight.
Jiang Dali silently watched the ancient stranger leave without stopping him.
I only heard a woman's muffled groan coming from outside. It seemed that the ancient-looking man had knocked the woman unconscious and led others away.
This may be the first time the leeks have left his vegetable patch in this way.
The red shadow flashed, and Dongfang Bubai's figure came over, "Why did you fight so hard just now?"
Jiang Dali laughed, "Will you fight for the sunflowers?"
"It might have happened before, but not now."
Jiang Dali was surprised, "Why?"
Dongfang Bubai said calmly, "Now I see a new way."
Jiang Dali clicked his tongue in surprise and said with a smile, "The truth is still the same. If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening. If I don't fight for my Dao of Dali, even if I live, I won't be Jiang Dali."
Dongfang Bubai changed the topic, "Why did you let that stranger go? He should have been your former subordinate, but now he chose to betray."
Jiang Dali sighed, "Sometimes, betrayal is not a hateful thing. On the contrary, it makes people sober and gain new insights."
"What realization?"
"Don't you think that people will change when they are in the world? There is a big difference between the past patina and the current one. The world will make people change."
The East is undefeated and silent.
Will the world of rivers and lakes change people?
So has He ever changed?
"Hahaha......"
Jiang Dali flicked the knife, took a Jinfeng Yulu Pill to recover from the injury, grabbed Ba Dao's body and carried it, saying, "Bury him in this house. This is probably the first time that I, the leader of Heifeng Village, have taken charge of it."
It’s up to you to kill and bury me, so thank you to this old guy for finally beating me up.”
Dongfang Bubai said calmly, "It took us two days to travel here. You achieved your goal in less than half a stick of incense. Are you going to leave immediately and return?"
"Of course not."
Jiang Dali skillfully dug a hole with a golden knife and said with a smart smile, "The Yellow River flows into Luoshui, and the Danquan diffracts the bear."
I finally came to Luoyang, and of course I had to eat and drink enough and visit famous art galleries to make my trip worthwhile.
I heard that Luoyang roast chicken and donkey meat soup are both good. I'm hungry after this fight, so I'll try it later! I want you, the evil master of Heifeng village, to take you Dongfang Bubai to eat roast chicken at the shopping mall. It seems to be the same
It’s an interesting story.”
Dongfang Bubai looked at Jiang Dali, who was digging a hole with a knife with his butt raised, a hint of smile unnoticeable in the corner of his eyes.
It's probably this guy with a rough background who proudly talks about the word "ferocious" after he has become famous now. He sounds like a charlatan.
Jiang Dali, who was digging a hole, had a smile on his face and secretly observed the panel to see the biggest gain...
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