131. Give Me Time for a Song

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"Before we decide - Miss Shen, you still have something that you have not returned to Luo.

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Yiren felt the cold wind blowing behind his neck, and then saw Albus taking over the swords of Emperor Yuan Long Tu with both hands.

Shen Yi changed his body very quickly, rolled down and hid behind Alples, but turned back.

Albus originally hoped that Shen Yiren could rescue Ming Feizhen and use more combat power. Unexpectedly, his intentions were exposed.

He is a heroic person, and he doesn't even think about failure.

"The two swords you just made are the shocking theory of Guizang Sword Theory...

Alples stared at his opponent, not letting him disappear from his eyes again.

A ghostly light suddenly appeared on his body, and a ghostly force field enveloped his whole body. His ghost nerve has just reached the seventh level and has not yet stabilized, let alone reached the realm of Dachengjing. Using it temporarily and reluctantly, in front of Luo Ming, an expert who has been in the world for half his life, the danger of exposing his shortcomings is even greater. So what he used was still the sixth level.

Luo Ming's swordsmanship became more and more unfathomable. Before he could see the moves clearly, Alples could only resist with strength.

“It was just a normal stabbing.

Luo Ming hit the Poison King with several points. Poison King was locked in acupoints all over his body by Alples' internal force. If the internal strength is similar, one palm can force out the potential energy in his body. Luo Ming, however, struck several times in a row, and the restrictions on Poison King's body were cut open by the sword energy, and then he used his internal power to drive them out. This shows that Luo Ming's internal strength cultivation at this time is not as good as that of Alples.

Albus saw this and said: "Luo Ming, are you saying that the sword that forced me to retreat just now was just a sword that didn't even have any tricks?'

"Why do you think I'm lying to you?"

Luo Ming put down the Poison King and confronted the ghosts and gods again.

"I have practiced this stabbing technique since I was a child. I have been practicing diligently every day for decades. Speaking of it, the swordsmanship I am most familiar with is not in any way, just this stabbing. If To say that this sting is ordinary, is there any truth in the world?

This reason couldn't be simpler, but it's also boring. No matter who practices Kung Fu, his initial posture will always remain the same, always the same. But if one stab can be effective, wouldn’t all the martial arts in the world become useless words?

"Guizang Sword theory is a practice of martial arts, and the thrusting posture is also a practice of martial arts. Why can't it become a sword? It's just right for you, then - thrusting can produce the most effect. Why bother to keep close to you?

Albus knew that what he said was the most superior truth in martial arts, and it was difficult to refute it with time.

"Since what you said is so wonderful, let's see the real chapter under your hands." There was a deep blue light in his eyes.

With a huge internal force in his fist, Alples slowly pushed out. -The surging wall of air slowly advanced toward Luoming along with the candlelight as blue as the bottom of the sea. Its momentum is so huge, as if the whale god island is incarnate, trying to crush all obstacles on its way. This is the inspiration I got just now. Luo Ming's internal strength is not as strong as his own, so he can only use his strength to win. The speed of Luo Ming's sword was incomparable to his speed. But if you attack with slowness, you can achieve miraculous results.

The old swordsman, who had a slight stoop in his figure, looked at the dim light pressing down on him like a giant elephant, but he was not shaken at all.

"It's hard to convince others if you rely on your own strength."

The golden blade of the sword drew an eye full of empty flowers, and the blue light, as huge as a whale, was as thin as brittle paper, and it suddenly split into two parts. This is the second time this phenomenon has occurred. Alples has already registered it. His hands are closed on the left and right, and two air walls are pushed forward from the left and right.

However, Luo Ming's sword did not stop there. The next moment that Alples saw was a strange scene of blue light cut into dozens of segments.

Although Zhuzhao Youying is not the only one who can resist Zhuzhao Youying, in order to break through it, you have to use the same tricks as Zhuzhao Youying.

But watching the Emperor Yuan's dragon-slaying sword raise the remaining stars, like a dragon swimming around, he actually swung his swords several times to break the candle-lighting shadow. It's like a hot knife cutting into grease, so smoothly that there is no obstruction. But the red light belonging to Luo Ming showed no sign of lighting up at all, making him doubt what he saw with his own eyes.

A thought that was so terrifying that it was almost absurd came to mind.

-This sword can kill Zhuzhao Youying

With all his defenses broken, Luo Ming walked slowly three feet in front of Alples. At this time, the Zhuzhao Youying, who represented the frontier and became golden and red with the sword, finally appeared.

The shadow of the sword shook and blood flew, and Albus avoided it in panic. Then he heard a loud noise, dust rising, and the sound of wood and stone collapsing and shattering could not be heard. Behind him, the distant pavilion was cut off by just one sword.

"This is Liang Shen Lun, but it's nothing extraordinary." His tone was incredibly indifferent, but he didn't mean to look down on his opponent at all. It seemed that he didn't care about the outcome.

At this moment, Albus finally understood the meaning of his sentence, "Guizang Sword Theory is a practice, and thrusting is also a practice, why can't it become a sword?"

Luo Ming finally understood "Gui Zang Sword Theory" thoroughly. What is described in Guizang Sword Theory is not the superior swordsmanship, but the ultimate principles of martial arts in this world.

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He never understood. The general idea is that each sword theory is a superior technique, which should be studied tirelessly. Little did he know that it was all wrong and everything was in chaos. "Gui Zang Sword Theory" is the way to transform all things. All things are originally a home, and the weak are eliminated and the strong are retained. If you want to climb to the top, how can you compete with heaven and earth?

He has walked an unjust road for ten years. When the toxins in the body were gone, he suddenly realized the shortcomings of the past.

Maybe he couldn't master all the sword theory in one go, but the essence of it was already clear. So whatever - sword, sword

Having lost the internal power of the Dual Poison Skill,

But it made his cultivation return to its original state. Even with all the resources in his hands to hunt deer, Alples had no confidence that he would be able to survive. What's more, Luo Ming also has a magic sword in his hand that can break the candlelight.

A few wisps of extremely sharp sword wind swept in front of him, and Albus felt his heart go cold. He subconsciously covered his whole body with a ghost force field and arched his back to avoid it. Hearing several muffled groans, Alples was covered in blood. The sharp sound of the sword being drawn, Alan's exclamation, and the muffled sound of falling to the ground were divided into several distinct paragraphs and reached his ears in a very short period of time.

When he noticed, Alples was already lying on the ground. Several vital points on his body were hit by swords, and he was completely injured and unable to move.

"Whether you believe it or not, I don't want to kill you. Bodhi. Abulus.

Luo Ming slowly walked to Alples' side, together with the big sword that swallowed light.

"You are one of the few true heroes I have ever seen and admired by Luo. But you have woken up from the 'Seven Emotions', and Luo thinks that he has no ability to trap you again. He has no choice but to kill you."

When Alples was desperately trying to hold himself up, he heard the girl's voice.

"Wait!

That was an awe-inspiring figure. Although he is slender and has the charm of a girl, he unconsciously thinks that such a figure should appear in the military tent. It is a majestic and dignified figure that can strategize, move the three armies with one word, and follow my orders.

"Miss Shen, Luo also admires your courage. But he doesn't think you are qualified to stand here at this time. The matter of Qi Yujing is not over yet.

"I will not be your opponent." Shen Yiren was not completely sure, but there was no tremor in her voice. "Give me some time and I will give you a satisfactory opponent." This novel

....Are you talking about that person? Never mind that he is dead. To find something out of the God-Refining Cauldron, given Miss Shen's ability, it would take at least an hour. Luo didn't have that time.

"No need." Shen Yiren said: "You just need to give it to me.

-Song time.

When Luo Ming was confused, Shen Yiren actually closed her eyes.

What's even more strange is that she - cleared her throat and actually started -

"There is a big ox by the waterside, and there are two small turtles far away at the bottom of the river~"

Luo Ming became confused after hearing this.

....Is this a joke?

"The turtle is slowly afraid of going home~ It's a lake and pond. It's February Bend~"

It was like a child showing off her talent to her parents. Although she was barely in tune, she sang extremely seriously. Let the crooked music sound in the empty square. Flying up. Behind them, Xiao Huangquan and Elder Shou looked at each other, both thinking the same thing: Bad dish, this girl is crazy.

But because the effect was so amazing, Luo Ming actually forgot about punishing Albus, and really let Shen Yiren finish the folk song.

When the song ended, the arena returned to silence. No one spoke.

Shen Yiren's delicate body trembled slightly, but when she stood in front of Luo Ming, she was not afraid. Now this silence with no one responding seemed to bring her much greater fear.

At this time, a lazy voice came from behind.

"Didn't I tell you to close your eyes when singing?"

Shen Yiren tried her best to hold back. She didn't open her eyes. But he couldn't help but bite his lip to prevent the hot tears from rolling down from his already red eyes.

..What did you say... The crying tone when he opened his mouth was obvious and could not be hidden.

He is not dead - this thought occupies his mind more quickly than anything else.

She is not like Hong Jiu, who has a mountain-like respect and extremely firm belief in her senior brother. She didn't dare to assert that he was really still alive. She was able to tell herself that he was still alive, because she was delusional and overturned thousands of circumstantial evidences of reality, and made crazy thoughts like a madman.

How many times had she thought of rushing to the oven to see him. But she is Shen Yiren. She had to put the emperor's safety above all else

All she could do was blindly believe that he was still alive. Be strong enough not to be knocked down by that soul-crushing emptiness, and straighten your back straighter. Although it doesn't change the inner turmoil.

Perhaps the meaning of singing that song was just a lament for him before he died. After singing, he went to hell with him. ‘After staying’

Among the words "die a grand death", I don't know how much of it means going to hell with him.

He whispered a few words into her ear, but no one heard what he said.

Before that, no one discovered when he appeared, just like no one discovered how he emerged from the God Refining Cauldron.

But here he is.

It came so unexpectedly that it went beyond all common sense.

Luo Ming was not surprised by his appearance. No, it should be said that it was too late to be surprised by his appearance.

His appearance was the key to grabbing Luo Ming's attention.

Her hair is as long as snow, her expression is like an ice doll, and the knife in her hand is like sealing the night inside.

Luo Ming knew where he had seen such a person.

If the white-haired boy he met in the nightmare of that fiasco was more than ten years older, he would probably not look more suitable than he does now.

And the white-haired boy just stepped out of the dream and stood here.

The white-haired young man stared at the dragon-headed golden blade in Luo Ming's hand and smiled.

"Master Luo, the knife is pretty good."

Luo Ming was startled and held up the Imperial Palace Dragon Slayer.

"this

It’s a sword!!!”

The hot blue man finally showed up!

Showed up, showed up (knocks on the blackboard with arms crossed)! Remember here! It’s time to take the test!!

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