Chapter 325 Memories of Broken Sword

Remember [.6] in one second, the fastest update, no pop-up windows, and free reading of popular novels!

Under the Shenhuang stage, under the care of several medical staff, Yang Gan slowly woke up. He coughed violently and said weakly, "Sorry..."

The arrogant Yang Gan felt ashamed at this time. The battle between him and the fat man in yellow was too far behind. He was completely unprepared, so he was caught in the illusion of the yellow-clothed fat man, and he lost in a mess.

Beside Yang Gan, stood a young man——Yao Dao.

The Yaodao was silent, and he looked at the fat man in yellow who was enjoying the cheers of the crowd on the Shenhuang stage with deep eyes.

This fat man in yellow clothes is older than him, and his cultivation is deeper than him, which is very tricky!

In terms of swordsmanship, Yaodao has full confidence, but in the duel in the illusion world, Yaodao has not experienced such training.

This fat man in yellow was the first illusion martial artist that Yaodao encountered.

An illusion duel is completely different from a real battle. Without experience, it will definitely suffer.

The current demon sword, I feel like I have just mastered the swordsmanship. Before I have experienced actual combat, it is like going to a duel with a master.

Everything has to be figured out for yourself.

"Demon Sword, just do your best."

Beside Yaodao, the instructor of Yaodao patted Yaodao on the shoulder.

Yaodao nodded. Before the start of the match, he had no idea that the opponent he would encounter would be like this. He originally expected a showdown like a storm, but it backfired.

The Yaodao walked up to the Shenhuang Terrace with a knife, and the fat man in yellow on the opposite side showed a playful smile, "Another one, interesting."

"Stop talking nonsense, let's fight!"

As soon as the words fell, the energy of Yaodao's whole body circulated, and at the same time he gathered all his mind and paid attention to bear Fatty's illusion attack.

Fatty smiled, and he slowly took out a gourd from the space ring.

This gourd is small and exquisite, only over a foot tall, and its entire body is dark golden.

"Um?"

The Yaodao's mind was condensed, and the right hand clenched the handle of the sword.

When fighting against Yang Gan, the fat man didn't take out the gourd.

Or, the scene where the fat man took out the gourd was an illusion in itself?

that moment. The Yaodao didn't even dare to attack Fatty rashly. He was afraid that if he moved, he would fall into the illusion and fight the fat man in the illusion, and he would lose!

But he couldn't just watch. That is equivalent to letting the fat man perform his own secret technique. The demon knife has a hunch that the things in the gourd must be extremely dangerous.

Thinking of this, the demon knife suddenly bit the tip of his tongue. He bit the tip of his tongue and used the pain to wake him up.

"How can I be so timid? Before the battle started, I lost my fighting spirit. I dare not attack the enemy rashly because of fear of illusions, how can this be possible!"

This thought crossed Yaodao's mind, and he suddenly realized that a swordsman must first go forward. He restrained his mind, the sword qi burst out, and cut off all falsehoods!

"Death!"

The demon knife rushed out, holding a narrow knife, and slashed at the fat man.

At this moment, Fatty pulled out the stopper of the gourd, and a plume of smoke flew out of the gourd. The smoke was colorful, like a layer of gauze.

"To deal with you with the Seven Illusionary Wolf Smoke, Fat Master, I can look down on you, and lose in the Seven Illusory Wolf Smoke. You are proud of yourself!"

The Seven Illusory Wolf Smoke instantly thickened, obscuring everyone's vision. It formed an enchantment on the ring, and everything in it could not be seen clearly.

In the audience, everyone's eyes widened. Don't miss any scene.

But they still couldn't see anything.

In particular, the warriors of Tai'a Shencheng were all nervous. They were worried about the demon sword, and they didn't know what the outcome of this battle would be.

The Yaodao is the only one left in the Tai'a Shencheng youth group. Once the Yaodao loses, then their Tai'a Shencheng youth group will lose too badly!

...

...

In the sword tomb, Yi Yun sat cross-legged, and on his knees lay a rusted broken sword. This broken sword was the one Yi Yun obtained in the Pure Yang Sword Palace.

Yi Yun had been comprehending the sword for nearly a year, and the huge sword mark left in the Pure Yang Sword Palace had been deduced many times in Yi Yun's mind.

However, to this day, when Yi Yun recalled that sword mark, he still had a vague feeling.

It seems that as long as I think of the sword mark, I feel as if something is covering it up and I can't identify it.

Today, Yi Yun was sitting cross-legged, and before he knew it, he had once again entered a state of forgetting both God and me. There seemed to be a lot of fog in his mind.

Yi Yun looked hard, and when the fog slowly dissipated, he saw some vague shadows.

Um? This is……

Yi Yun's heart moved, such an image had never appeared before.

Among those vague shadows, there was a man, holding a long sword and swinging it freely.

The scene was chaotic, sometimes blurry, sometimes clear, Yi Yun couldn't see the opponent of the sword-wielding man, but he felt that it was a chaotic battle, and the battle continued to shatter.

At this moment, a giant appeared in the sky.

This giant's whole body is poured like bronze, his body is as huge as a vast mountain, and his whole body exudes a suffocating aura. It seems that he is a god from the Nine Heavens, who controls the heavens and the earth, and looks down upon the world.

He held a huge bronze halberd, and with a single stroke of the halberd, he shattered the world!

A shocking crack spread across the earth, the sea and the sky that have been spreading!

The ocean was torn apart, and the sea set off countless huge vortices, swept into the cracks and disappeared, until the sea completely dried up, and the sky was also torn apart. Then, a complete world was forcibly split open by this giant!

One halberd, split a world!

Yi Yun was shocked, what kind of existence is this giant?

He didn't have time to think about it, only to see the light and shadow distorted, and in the blur, he saw the man holding the long sword, turned into a streamer, and flew towards the bronze giant.

At that moment, the man and the long sword seemed to have merged into one.

The sword light flashed, and the man slashed into the bronze giant's neck with a sword, as if to cut off the bronze giant's head!

Yi Yun's pupils shrank, this sword is too terrifying!

The power of the giant, one halberd split a world, and the man's sword almost cut off his head! ?

But then, Yi Yun seemed to hear a cracking sound, the man's long sword, because of this huge impact, broke from it!

The remaining half-truncated sword in the man's hand was slowly corroded because it was stained with the blood of the bronze giant, and blue smoke came out.

The divine sword originally had its aura flowing, but now, the aura quickly disappeared, and the long sword seemed to be alive, emitting a painful whimper.

The nearly decapitated bronze giant also roared in pain. He held a halberd and swung it at the man with the sword!

The light of the halberd filled Yi Yun's field of vision. He vaguely saw that the man with the sword was slashed by the halberd, and his body flew straight out, all the way out of this world.

And this world was further shattered by the second blow of the bronze giant.

A whole corner of the world was cracked, it slowly separated from the main body of the world, and drifted into the vague universe...

Next, this corner of the world experienced a long and aimless wandering in the universe...

And the broken sword also stayed in this world.

It has completely lost its spirituality, as it has been corroded by the blood of the bronze giant, and rust has begun to appear on its surface.

The rust continued to accumulate, and soon, the broken sword became rusty, like scrap copper and iron...

From beginning to end, Yi Yun was like a spectator in the world, quietly witnessing all this.

Watch the river of time flow, watch the vicissitudes of life...

In such an illusion, Yi Yun didn't know how many years had passed. It was as if he had experienced a long life without sadness, joy, and numbness and ruthlessness.

When Yi Yun woke up, a cold sweat broke out all over his body. He still remembered the lonely life just now. He felt as if he had become a cold stone in that world, with nothing but testimony.

Yi Yun looked at the corner of the wall. The oil lamp in the secret room was still burning quietly. Judging from the amount of oil consumed, he had only experienced half an hour just now.

But in the dream, Yi Yun seemed to feel that he had experienced thousands of years.

Yi Yun lowered his head thoughtfully and looked at his knees. The Broken Sword was lying on his knees, motionless.

Mottled rust covered the body of the sword, faintly, Yi Yun seemed to be able to see some brown dots on the broken sword, and there was obviously more rust around the dots.

Could this dot be left after the blood of the bronze giant dried up?

The scene in the illusion is the origin of Broken Sword...

And the corner of the world that was cut off by the bronze giant halberd should have wandered in the starry sky for a long time and fell into the world where he was. Is it the so-called meteorite that fell into the gate of the falling star?

Ordinary warriors believe that what fell into the gate of the falling star is a meteorite, while those hidden families believe that it is the cave of the gods.

Either way, however, is not appropriate.

It was cut off by a bronze giant, a corner of the world.

Yi Yun's mind became clearer and clearer. He understood that the illusion he saw just now should actually be the memory of this broken sword.

A sword, do you also have memory?

Yi Yun picked up the broken sword from his knees and turned it over and over in his hand.

No matter how you look at it, this sword is like broken copper and rotten iron. I really can't think of it. Before it lost its spirituality, it was the sword of a peerless powerhouse, and it could slash the gods with the sword.

Could the sword-wielding man be the owner of the Pure Yang Sword Palace...

All kinds of thoughts flashed in Yi Yun's mind. It was hard to imagine, what kind of martial arts realm did the master of the Pure Yang Sword Palace and that bronze giant belong to?

After suffering a blow from the bronze giant, did the owner of the Pure Yang Sword Palace die?

With such a terrifying blow, the world can be shattered, and in addition to the fact that tens of millions of years have passed, he is afraid that it will be more fortunate than good.

If he was still alive, how could Chunyang Sword Palace be left alone?

It's a pity for this peerless powerhouse! (~^~)

Mobile users, please browse and read, a better reading experience, and the bookshelf is synchronized with the computer version.