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Chapter three hundred and twenty-five Five and a half seconds
"This is the double blade master kendo?"
Outside the bamboo forest, one, two, three people opened their eyes wide. Although the firm but gentle wave swept beyond the scope, a powerful edge still came, like several sharp swords scraping the surface of the body, depressing and frightening.
Demonbane look dark but with kendo master he instantly perceived the gap between himself and blade master.
However, Qin Changfeng looked indifferent and communicated with the heavenly King Kong Force. Three Ye Ye Jinhua emerged in the whole body.
God!
His thin body suddenly became as vigorous as a mountain, and the sharp edge of the giant sword remained motionless. His right hand reached into the void, grabbed a rod and circled by two dragons, while Jackie Chan’s gun was shaken by him.
It was not until the mighty sword came crashing like a waterfall that he stamped his left foot and held a dragon gun in his right hand like a shell.
The golden enemy, the god, is unstoppable!
Qin Changfeng is as fierce as an ancient wild beast.
On the rampage of the earth, the gods directly broke the torrent of firm but gentle and shot at the double blade master.
Old blade master’s hand is against the gun mountain, but it’s hard to fall back when it touches it!
Behind him, the stone house, the boulder or the big bamboo are all smashed.
"It’s this enemy golden body again!"
Outside the bamboo forest, Demonbane looked at this scene with flashing eyes and gasped.
At the beginning, when he worshipped the sword pool in the Sword Mountain Villa, he was overwhelmed by this golden body state, and he kept secretly wondering what kind of martial arts and strength it was.
However, after seeing it with his own eyes again, he found that he had a deeper understanding of the strength and mystery of this golden body and his heart became more awe-inspiring.
Besides, it’s a long way from finding a flaw.
The cool autumn wind brushed the 100-meter-long straight line of mud that Dugu Jiansheng retreated, and then it was covered by the fallen bamboo leaves.
He came over with a calm look but his eyes were amazed. There may still be some powerful men in the Wulin today, but the scope of the Central Plains has been known to the world. Hugh said that one shot can repel thirty feet, and he can defeat the lone swordsman. Isn’t it more than five people who can make him admit defeat in World War I? There is only one martial arts legend.
In the past 50 years, although the tide of rivers and lakes has gone, a generation of new people have changed their old ones, but it is still these old things that really stand at the peak of the known Wulin.
Now, looking at the old blade master who looks younger than Qin Changfeng, do you really want to change an era?
He felt lonely in his heart, but his mouth smiled for a long time.
"I’m not a god, but a lot of people just now may be regarded as a demigod."
This is Qin Changfeng’s answer to blade master’s previous sentence. As he said before, gods and mortals are always relatively immodest, and he is indeed qualified to call himself a demigod to most people in this world.
At the same time, he suddenly thought of Indra, which was also called a semi-god man when he was born. Compared with this secular Wulin, he was so powerful that he realized that if Long Yuan died, no one could kill him.
But Indra’s difference is that Qin Changfeng, a demigod, can maintain for five seconds at present.
Five seconds …
This is indeed a melancholy figure.
Looking at Qin Changfeng’s golden light fading, Dugu Jiansheng asked, "Where are you from?"
Qin Changfeng smiled and replied, "Help you understand Jian 23."
"What kind of sword is twenty-three?"
"kendo extreme sword 23"
Old blade master sighed lightly, "That is to want to see the old man die in front of you."
Qin Changfeng laughed. "Everyone dies even if he is a god. After all, the so-called SHEN WOO said that it is just a giant’s single-handedly falling ten times. I want to see that Sword 23 is to let God move the furious move instead of a bull carrying a tripod."
"Then you can stay. I’ve got a connection between heaven and man, and you may see this move soon."
"Is this idea …"
If it’s a sword, Qin Changfeng root doesn’t need to come to find blade master Dugu. He can come back ten years later when the sword master Dugu will die.
Let him change his mind. The first reason is that the bizarre branch line of the wish rescuer appears … to help blade master achieve a breakthrough in kendo, and it is doubtful that he can achieve the progress.
Another reason is that he wants to copy the sword 23!
Let’s see what will happen to the experimenter after practice. Do you want to sacrifice this sword with your soul out of body experience, and then decide whether you really want to lose a valuable skill to learn this sword?
Blade master’s strength is bound to have the opportunity to use a sword to prevent him from dominating or what he is. Qin Changfeng naturally wants to take this sword and cut it off.
This is obviously a very dangerous idea, close to dying. You know, blade master’s pursuit of kendo is almost impossible to stop once he really sacrifices sword 23 … This is a blasphemy against kendo!
But it is precisely because of this powerful sword that Qin Changfeng will try his best to copy it.
When dealing with Indra, this sword may become the key card to win or lose!
If you miss this opportunity, it will be hard to get this kind of terrorist move that can imprison the virtual law attack, even in some cultivation worlds.
After the mystery of the 23 rd real sword is revealed, there will be no secret for the dugu blademaster
More than two years is enough for him to understand everything.
On this day, the old blade master looked up at the sunset in the bamboo forest and said calmly, "If you sacrifice the sword, the twenty-three old man will definitely die, but you will probably die."
Qin Changfeng also smiled indifferently, "I know, but you must give me this sword, not others, even if you always want to beat the name."
"You’re wrong. What I want to beat most now is not your name but your demigod?"
At this time, a dozen people came running from the front, riding the front one with a beard, and on the left and right sides were a man and a woman, and two well-dressed teenagers around the age of 12 or 13.