This move has changed the sky, but it is far beyond the limit of normal human beings.
The magic is that this thunder suddenly explodes from the ground, and instead of disturbing the piano and flute ensemble, it smoothly blends into the beat, which seems to be part of the music.
"Finally, when you are able to control it, call it a burst sword Gang." Chen Shaobai’s eyes have a hint of Chicheng joy, and he can get great satisfaction at every step of kendo progress.
This move is that he will be eager for thunder and Xuan Ji to practice the peak, and then combine with Chen Kuangyin to stack the waves, and then he will take the initiative to detonate the sword, just like suddenly releasing the compressed gas to the extreme, which is more than three times more powerful than the simple wind raging before.
However, it is also very harmful to practice this trick. When Chen Shaobai is unable to cover the ridge of the sword, every time it is displayed, it will bring damage to the sword.
If you hold an ordinary refined sword and use it once, it will be completely destroyed, even if it is 3 thousand J and jīng workers, there will be more defects after each use.
Chen Shaobai’s sword-fighting madness can destroy a sword in the history of history without three ri. He was too loyal early and changed it to have the function of self-repair.
In this way, the consumption of mignonette fruit will be greater.
Displaying a burst sword shows that it consumes more energy than usual. It is to stab a sword. Chen Shaobai’s whole body blood will roll up, and the temperature will rise suddenly. The snow will melt and get wet, and the clothes will be mixed with snow and water, and the sweat will enter the nose with a salty and sweet taste.
But he doesn’t care about these sitting directly on the floor, closing his eyes across his knees and thinking about it, such as perfecting the burst sword
Snow falls on the emerald blade and gradually melts away, wiping away just a little more burnt marks on the surface.
A quarter of an hour later, the rhythm lingered in Chen Shaobai’s ears, and when he opened his eyes, he saw his recovery.
He has long been used to this magical phenomenon in the past five years, but he is happy to save a few mignonette fruits even though he doesn’t understand the doorways.
"Does this world snow have a special effect on wooden objects?" The speculation that there is not enough time and resources to do the experiment can naturally limit the delay.
Shook his head to get rid of these distractions. Chen Shaobai walked into the wing and left the courtyard as soon as Miao Yuqin and Xiaoyao informed him.
This is the sixth day that Xiaoyao lived here, and it is also the last round of Muxi’s sword discussion.
Chen Shaobai’s opponent in the previous round was a teenager who had just entered the swordsman’s realm. Even it took him a long time to display his sword, so he gently put his sword Tan Fei across his neck.
Overwhelming the victory, the lucky teenager who walked to the semi-finals didn’t bother to simply throw in the towel. They were too far apart to kill evil.
Perhaps because it hasn’t snowed for many years, people are hiding at home to keep warm, and few pedestrians in the street seem a little cold and lonely.
Tickle, tickle …
The feet are black and white, and the clouds are treading on the snow, making a lovely sound. It is quite interesting that Chen Shaobai buried his head and concentrated on stepping on the snow. Suddenly, his ears shook slightly and he slowly pulled out his waist in the same place.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Clap clearly through the snow. After that, a middle-aged man in black walked slowly out of the partition between two houses according to his sword. Even in this cold winter, his clothes were still weak, but the flying snow had not yet fallen on his body, and he was escaped from the ultra-high temperature and melted away.
"Chen Shaobai, you are very good. You touched the swordsmen’s realm before you were crowned. jǐng is also strong enough. If you don’t meet me, Ri can achieve a glimpse of the swordsman. It’s a pity that you will fall here today."
Chen Shaobai didn’t answer. His eyes stared at the man’s palm coldly-no white cocoon was as white as a baby.
"Like Chen Kuangyin, he is a strong swordsman!"
Although both of them haven’t made moves yet, a strong dead air has spread, and the surrounding temperature seems to be lower.
He had never reported to the lucky psychology that he had expected the foreplay before the end of the sword, but he didn’t feel too abrupt. "Zhao Sixie or Xu Chenren?"
Zhao Sixie is the owner of Zhao Jia’s family, and Xu Chen is the mother of Chen Chong, Chen Shaobai, who kills people, but the strong who have the ability to invite swordsmen have these two.
"Ha ha ha tell you again? I’m Zhao Keqing, but I’ve also received Xu Chen’s bounty. No matter who I am, I must kill you today! It’s wonderful to kill genius … "
Black middle-aged although some pride, but there is not much nonsense to see the sword drawn in Chen Shaobai’s hand, so he immediately staggered his steps like ploughing the field and stabbing Chen Shaobai with a sword.
Swordsman’s body is stronger than that of Chen Shaobai, but it was not until this sword came to his chest one inch that the other figure barely formed a picture in his retina.
Spraying her out of the sword has already punctured the cotton-padded coat, and his pupil suddenly contracted into a dangerous needle. The blood rolled like a fire and the whole person’s reaction speed immediately soared to a higher level.
What about swordsmen? Let you feel one of my closet tricks!
Chen Shaobai stamped his right foot on the ground like a steel bracket, and the whole person showed a perfect and stable form. The body sword was stiff and the spine was pushed through inch by inch.
Body disappears, sword in hand turns into a blue thunder exploding.
Burst the sword!
Chapter 40 Swordsman’s Three Boundaries Fighting!
Chen Shaobai’s reaction speed of body disappearance of Wanhua Lei is obviously beyond the expectation of middle-aged people in black. Both of them are relatively forced to make moves. At this time, even if he wants to hide, he has not escaped.
However, the middle-aged man in black made a Chen Shaobai very familiar move-seeing that he adjusted his body slightly to aim the lower abdomen at the green jade sword instead of retreating and taking the initiative to stand up.
It turned out that when Xiong Yingjie first fought with the first-hand osteotome, Chen Shaobai came to defeat the strong!
Poof!
The sword went into the body, and the thunder exploded and blood flowed.
"I didn’t expect it! This is the vitality of swordsmen! "
The middle-aged man in black seems to have been trained in pain and patience, and stronger than vitality. After being blown up by a sword, his face not only has no pain, but reveals a certain ecstasy.
The three realms of swordsmen [washing marrow and changing blood] [Sword Imperial Gang] [Glass Mirror] To reach the first step of washing marrow and changing blood, the vitality and physical quality will be ten times stronger than that of ordinary people, and the tripod arm can carry a thousand kilograms. For mortals, the fatal injury is not so unbearable for swordsmen.
The sword in his hand is aimed at Chen Shaobai’s right arm-he is a bitter man who was hurt so badly by Chen Shaobai. Even if the swordsman has a strong recovery ability, he needs to rest for more than a month, so he wants to abolish Chen Shaobai first and then slowly humiliate him to death.
It’s already done. It’s impossible to dodge the root. Chen Shaobai’s eyes flashed a trace of tyranny, and a malicious rage penetrated the body. Actually, he was able to avoid human beings and press them to take the initiative to sink their shoulders and hit the other blade hard.
Cut it!
This is the shattering sound of scapula.
"Ho ho …" Like a broken windmill, the middle-aged man in black, panting and laughing, stepped back three or five steps to let Wan slip out of his body.
The two men’s wounds poured out with blood and melted their feet with snow, forming red puddles with a red and sweet smell.
The middle-aged man who specializes in killing Ke Qing in black knows better than anyone what kind of injury his sword has caused to Chen Shaobai. Although there is no detailed musculoskeletal division in this world, he can also judge that Chen Shaobai’s right arm has been abolished and he can no longer kill the enemy with a sword.
Left hand sword? What a joke! People’s experience is limited, even if Chen Shaobai practiced from the womb, he would never be better.
"Ha ha ha! Rabbit cub, you are really strong. You can use the imperial means at the peak of swordsman. Even if you put it in Zihuan City, it will be considered as a medium qualification. In this city, you are a super genius, but you will die here today. Your silver ticket and your sword are all mine! "
The middle-aged man in black mouth never stops. On the one hand, out of his morbid psychology, on the other hand, he relies on the swordsman’s strong physique to stop fighting. When he breathes for two or three times, his bloody abdomen has stopped bleeding. The longer it takes, the better it will be for him.
The sword Gang covers a good sword, which is far more lethal than the three thousand j and ng workers who didn’t bless the sword Gang. It was his sword that almost cut into Chen Shaobai’s whole shoulder, and the interlocking bones and thoracic bones were also shattered by the long sword Yuwei, and almost punctured the lungs.
How can you fight with a sword when you have a little flesh on your shoulder?
Looking at the whole body as green as jade, there is a trace of longing in the middle-aged eyes. "It’s too waves for a little guy like you to put 3 thousand J and jīng workers in your hands!"
"Really?" Because of excessive blood loss, Chen Shaobai’s face was a little pale, and then he quickly repaired the wound with air therapy. The pain and numbness made his face muscles beat unconsciously.
After a breath
Chen Shaobai shrugged his shoulders. Although he still feels a little stagnant, he can also kill people with a sword.
"You, you! Are you a person or a ghost! " Black middle-aged people burst back five steps, perhaps because of blood loss and serious abdominal injuries. Their steps were a little vain and they slipped on the ground.
"Take your life!" Chen Shaobai dashed across a beautiful arc and landed heavily on the other side’s neck
Poof!
The round head was covered with a handful of scarlet silk by blood pressure.
Chewing a mignonette and swallowing it into the abdomen, Chen Shaobai choked back his stagnation and roughly searched the other side’s good sword behind his back.
"Psst … no wonder they are willing to spend money if they can please move such a strong person!" Looking at the hands of the two deep purple two hundred silver tickets, Chen Shaobai gasped in horror.