Chapter 796: When in Doubt, Ask the Sword
The first question slowly dropped,
The unknown swordsman wearing a bucket of buckets trembled slightly like this,
Kill again!
Su Wen actually rarely comes into contact with Huaxia relics.
What's more, he listened to Liu Yun's meaning,
This time the fault space, which was leaked by the seal of the seal, [Mu Luchen Xia Zhisen], is actually the light brain relic of the fourth discipline civilization.
Therefore, it should not have such a ancient picture.
In this case, there is only one possibility now: ‘historical mapping’, which is one of the errors recorded in [Light Brain Kunlun].
But there was no fear in Suwen in the crisis in front of him, nor did he despise it:
"Just right,
I also want to try exactly what I have gained in the [Eternal Dawn Expeditionary Sword Artist] that I have obtained in the Non -Purification Zone No. 13.
If I win,
Leave your swordsmanship. "
[Eternal Dawn Cross Swordsmanship]!
That was the second set of swordsmanship behind the sword of the Edward Watch, and it was also the energy application method that he learned after reading the file countless times in the non -purification zone on the 13th of the 13th.
Compared with the torn storm, it has only one keyword:
【brilliant! .
In a moment,
The cold sword suddenly emerged in his hands.
The sword body exudes a faint cold light, which is the mythical relics he held as a watchman -the Lan Blue Storm Watchman.
At the same time, in order to avoid revealing the true identity of this artifact and Rhein.
He even used the world's influence coverage directly, hiding the gloriousness of the sword body in the invisible.
even so,
The power of the storm that the sword tip is enough to tear everything has gradually turned into a dazzling light of sea tide.
[Frank Frank Frank Frank Frank Frank Frank Frank Frank Frank Felix
"I am second -order now,
Mostly stored to the fourth layer. "
Su Wen brushed calmly through Jianfeng,
That is the starting hand that is completely different from Edward Storm, which is fast like Edward storm:
"Originally I still want to ask a few more questions,
only,
If you are in trouble and ask the sword,
So, you are the first question of ‘Kunlun’.
Let me use it to answer it! "
instantly,
He slowly raised his hand with a nearly ritual gesture.
The fingertips gently passed the sword of the watch that he was held in his hand,
The movement is not like Edward's storm, and the rapidly and unparalleled Europa Cross Army swordsmanship,
on the contrary,
It is more like when the morning light is taken,
The breeze strokes across the lake, with a tranquility and deep power.
Immediately afterwards, the original quiet blue sword Feng began to slowly bloom pure white arc light. The light was pure and holy, like the brightest stars in the night sky fell into the dust, and seemed to penetrate the clouds through the rising sun.
Finally, when Su Wen confirmed that the sword -storage style of Frank Frank Frank Frank Frank Frank, the brilliant dawn savings energy had reached the peak!
With his calm steps,
The mythical long sword also seems to feel the owner's will.
The sword tip of pure white and blue trembling gently, as if it was about to break free of restraint and soar the sky.
finally,
At the moment of attention,
He waved his sword without hesitation, his movements were smooth and elegant, like flowing water, without the slightest mud.
The sword light is like a blue storm to break the waves, leaving only a broken pure white clear sky, extremely bright blue trajectory,
Immediately afterwards, this huge energy arc also hit the unknown swordsman who was also in the shadow of the cloak under the shadow of the cloak.
But the unknown swordsman just sees it,
He hadn't moved, and the long sword with the same data flow in his hand was already like a spirit snake.
Two swords intersect,
The deafening roar broke out in an instant,
boom! Intersection Intersection
As if the most intense collision between the heavens and the earth was staged at this moment.
I saw the energy wavelet visible to the naked eye, which was centered on the two people, spreading rapidly around.
Everywhere, the air seemed to be torn by this force, making a harsh whistle.
Even the ancient buildings in the surrounding relics collapsed.
After only ten seconds, after more than ten seconds,
The smoke and dust slowly dispersed,
The two of them are still stable, standing with their swords, their eyes are like a torch, staring at each other, and the air is full of tense and dignified atmosphere.
at this time,
Su Wen's voice sounded calm and deep, but slowly put away the sword of the blue watcher:
"It is worthy of the high-energy relics simulated by the Fourth Civilization [Light Brain-Kunlun].
The sword Feng Feng, which is simulated with space dislocation and data stream accumulation, can not be damaged in the collision with the blue storm.
If it is ordinary material,
I am afraid that at that moment, it turned into powder. "
He looked at the illustration of the one who had obviously showed an illusory state after a sword in front of him, and then said calmly:
"This first sword.
Or, the first question!
Is it me over? "
Anonymous swordsman nodded silently, and he hugged his fists with both hands, but he was just comparing a four -worse movement.
But this slightly funny ending was deep in Su Wen's eyes.
He seemed to be sure of something, but the result really wanted what he wanted, he was not sure.
But then, then
Accompanied by the sad and long flute sound in the background, it slowly spreads in the night sky.
The surrounding Jiangnan scenery seems to be shrouded by a thick haze, losing its former gentleness and softness.
The originally picturesque water village alleys have become more devastated and dilapidated.
On the bluestone road, cracks and weeds are intertwined, and the former smoothness and neatness are gone;
The ancient houses on both sides have half-closed doors, broken window frames, and mottled traces on the walls record the vicissitudes of time and traces of war.
Even another more complete history is reflected in his eyes:
Troubled times, refugees,
Cities of war, desolate horns.
Even those ragged and haggard refugees hiding in the corners of the town are full of fear, despair and helplessness.
This is real history.
They stagger or flee in a hurry, as if looking for a glimmer of hope for life on this land.
The crying of children, the sobbing of women, the roar of men, all kinds of sounds intertwined together, forming a heartbreaking song of sorrow.
The firelight was looming in the distance, accompanied by thick smoke rising up, which was a sign of the burning of houses near the city wall area, and also a witness to the ruthlessness of war.
The air was filled with the pungent smell of burning and blood, which made people frown involuntarily, and endless sorrow surged in their hearts.
Just like that, he saw the swordsman seemed to walk into another past alone.
If Su Wen was right,
now,
maybe it’s time to ask the second question.
The nameless swordsman was dressed in an inconspicuous black robe. He gently draped the cloak over his shoulders to cover most of his face, leaving only a pair of deep eyes that even flashed with some unknown glow, quietly observing the world.
Even,
as he stepped deeper, the scene in front of him gradually became heavier and more desolate.