Chapter 567 Sword God Bran

"A sword coming from the east..."

"No wonder... no wonder the master was willing to abandon countless talented aristocratic children, but also accepted junior Zuo Fan, who was born as a commoner, as his apprentice..."

Seeing the thin and plain golden sword flying up into the air, Haita couldn't help but murmured in a daze, his expression was extremely shocked. .

Yi Jian Dong Lai has the same effect as the move currently being performed, and the name is also very ordinary. I believe that if it were not specifically stated, this name would not be associated with martial arts!

But if you put this name together with the other two martial arts names - One Sword Sunrise and One Sword Annihilation, the effect will be completely different.

Because this is called Sword God Sword Skill!

Of course, this is just a general term. In the mouth of the master who was too lazy to remember the name, this was called Three Moves Swordsmanship... Thinking of this, Haita couldn't help but shook his head. Compared with these titles, he still thinks that the popular saying among the people is more pleasant-the Heaven-Controlling Divine Sword!

Needless to say, in this world that worships gods, anything that can be named after a ‘god’, whether it is a divine sword or a sword god, is an existence that is enough to shock the past and the present.

In fact, this is exactly the case. From the sword in front of him, the origins of Zuo Fan, Haita, and Wen Silin become clear. They are all disciples of the Sword God Bran.

There is no need to say anything more about the Bran Sword God. Just look at the name and the popular reputation of Bran as the best master, and you can know what kind of existence it is!

"Master, you don't have to worry about your three sword skills being lost in the world..." Haita sighed with emotion, his right hand shook, a ray of light flowed, and an earthy yellow sword formed by an extremely clean and pure fighting light appeared out of thin air. Immediately, he grabbed the hilt of the sword and suddenly jumped into the air, flying quickly towards the battle circle.

There is no doubt that he is going to save the situation, but unlike before when he was worried about Zuo Fan, he is now going to save Wen Silin...

The sea tower here is soaring into the sky, and the green-purple spear light carrying the shocking thunder has collided with the ordinary golden sword light. Hee, hee, hee... There is no earth-shattering explosion, but only a very strange sound. The sound was like a sword cutting through the water, or cutting through space...

Perhaps, the source of these strange sounds is due to the anomaly at the junction of the two sides' fighting awns. There, there is no loud bang of the meteorite hitting the ground, but the inconspicuous golden sword gleam going against the trend, in an unhurried manner. The slow speed and devastating momentum opened up the shocking spear light, and then, it broke, broke, and continued to break...

"Ah!!!" screamed sharply. Seeing that his favorite killing move was so defeated, Wen Silin went crazy. His handsome face that was originally very attractive was extremely distorted in an instant, and the fighting light in his body was activated to the extreme, and he continuously injected spears. Among!

"Silin, throw it away...damn it!" He was about to remind him, but then he saw that Wensilin had chosen the most unwise course of action, and Haita couldn't help cursing hastily.

The current situation is obvious. The sword is coming from the east with great force, and the green and purple gun light cannot resist it. The best way at this time is undoubtedly to abandon the gun to protect yourself, so as to avoid the tragic end of being killed in a different place. But Wen Silin did the opposite and was simply seeking death...

However, although he was extremely anxious, Haita really couldn't make it there in an instant. This is because Wen Silin was defeated too quickly. Of course, this is not the main reason. The key is that black lines containing infinite suction power are beginning to appear irregularly in the air around the battle circle...

That was a crack in space, and it was also the source of the chi chi sound just now. After all, they are air-level warriors. How could they fight without any movement at all? In fact, it is this strange calm that is the real unknown horror!

Even Haita didn't dare to underestimate these seemingly inconspicuous space cracks. Although they might not be able to hurt him if he was prepared, they were more than enough to prevent him from rescuing him in time. Now he could only clear the way with his giant sword and cross in the air, and his flying speed could not help but slow down for a while.

At the same time, he kept cursing Wen Silin's stupid actions in his heart. Of course, Haita knew the reason why Wensilin lost so quickly. Putting aside his stupid methods, in the final analysis, it was because Wensilin was too conceited.

He thought that his strength was unparalleled in the world, but little did he know that he was able to reach the empty level threshold in just ten years, not only because of his outstanding talent and painstaking training. In fact, there are some reasons for external assistance.

As mentioned before, Wen Silin was born into a famous family, so he naturally had no shortage of rare items such as natural treasures and World of Warcraft crystals. Although these things are not the key to improving strength, after all, you need to understand your own state of mind when encountering levels, but it is undeniable that their role cannot be underestimated.

The world is never fair. As soon as someone is born, there are a lot of enviable resources waiting for him to use at will. As long as you have enough talent, you can also make a master out of him.

At the same time, the world is relatively fair. These are not accomplishments that can be achieved through self-cultivation. If you don’t spend time consolidating and digesting them, they will naturally not be too stable and pure.

Take the current Wen Silin for example. On the surface, his strength is almost the same as that of Zuo Fan, who was born as a commoner and relies only on himself. But when it comes to actual fighting, there is still a gap between the two sides. What's more, what Zuo Fan is using now is the extremely sharp Yijian Donglai that uses extreme compression! In this case, it is not surprising that there is such a one-sided ending...

Fortunately, although Haita didn't arrive, the khaki-colored sword energy still managed to avoid the space crack and was delivered...Although Haita always claimed that his talent was limited before, he was able to reach the empty level, so his strength was certainly real.

As soon as Pu came into contact, the balance between the sword light and the spear light was instantly broken, and a long-lost explosion sounded, boom... his body shook, and poof, a large piece of blood mist spurted out. At this time, Wen Silin could not retreat even if he wanted to, and he was riding the waves. Down, the figure flew out like a kite with its string broken.

Zuo Fan below also trembled at the same time and retreated one after another. Although he did not vomit blood in a panic, the traces of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth undoubtedly showed that he was seriously injured.

However, after taking only three steps back, Zuo Fan forcibly stopped his body, grunted, and quickly ran towards Dawn City without caring about his injuries.

The worst happens...

After recognizing Senior Brother Haita in the city, Zuo Fan already had some suspicions in his mind. He had no choice but to lure him out of the city. After all, if Senior Brother Haita really wanted to intervene forcibly, he would not be able to fight while ensuring that Luo Sha would not be affected.

Now, just as Zuo Fan was worried, Haita and the others were indeed here for this matter. And regardless of whether he could do it or not, Zuo Fan asked himself that he couldn't kill his senior brother and junior brother!

There is no doubt that this is a dead end! And Zuo Fan doesn't want to think about how to solve it now. He just wants to return to Luo Sha as soon as possible...

But, boom... Zuo Fan paused, and a domineering sword light fell not far in front of him. Earth and rocks splashed, and a deep ravine about ten feet long appeared.

Haita slowly lowered his figure with a yellow-gang giant sword in his hand and stood on the opposite side of the ravine: "Junior brother, I beg you, please follow me back to the capital and back to the master." He understood that if Zuo Fan was forced to rush over, this ten The junior brother he hadn't seen for several years was likely to die here - this was a situation he would never allow!

Still shaking his head, just shaking his head! Without saying a word, Zuo Fan quickly stepped forward, crossed the ravine, and slashed straight down with his golden sword.

"Huh...then step over my body!" He took a deep breath and shouted loudly. With a solemn expression, Haita also stepped forward and blocked with his sword.

boom……

Haita is not Wen Silin. This man with a mellow personality has a cultivation level as stable as the earth. Among the three disciples of the Sword God, his talent is undoubtedly the most ordinary, but he is also the most practical. During the battle, he may not be able to deliver a stunning strike of genius that could decide the battle in an instant. But in that seemingly rigid and extremely ordinary attack, there is something almost as tenacious as a principle.

Don't be aggressive, don't be passive, just decide the outcome in an upright and unhurried manner!

I have to say that such people are also the most difficult to deal with! Because maybe you can beat him in the end, but you'll never catch his mistakes from the beginning to the end.

In just a few breaths, a fierce battle was raging, but in the distance, the embarrassed Wen Silin rose into the air again, roared, and came with a gun!

Although the situation is getting worse, Zuo Fan's eyes are still firm and persistent, jumping like flames... There is a woman ahead who I am willing to protect with my sword for the rest of my life, how can I stay here!

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