I am a hero in the rivers and lakes

Chapter 66 A Terrible Sword

"It's really difficult, but it's time to end!"

The combination of the Liu family's secret technique and the increase in the aura of the magic sword, the huge destructive power formed is absolutely beyond imagination.

It seems that even the toxin in Liu Shen's body has been suppressed in all directions. At this time, Liu Shen is terrifyingly strong both physically and internally.

Every move seems to have a mighty force, and every time you take a step, the stone slab under your feet will not be able to withstand it and crack every inch.

If you use too much force, step hard on the ground, and even leave a hole under the ground.Wherever he went, it was a mess.

Even though Shen Kang's strength has undergone earth-shaking changes, facing such a tyrannical Liu Shen, he still dare not underestimate him.

The sword in his hand is hidden but not exposed, it is always just resisting.There will be an anti-shock force between each sword, which makes his blood churn.

But Shen Kang's face remained unchanged, one sword after another, the swordsmanship seemed to be continuous and endless.

It's like a big net, locking all attacks out.

In this square inch, it seems like a world away.No matter how hard Liu Shen on the opposite side tried and how manic he was, he couldn't make half a point of progress.

However, the sword's momentum was quietly and slowly condensed, and the spirit, skill, and will were all gathered together little by little, and the more they accumulated, the stronger they became.

Although the sword is not out, it hides explosive power.If you keep secret but don't let it out, you will never release it.When people look at it, they instinctively feel the chills stand on end.

"Aw!" He raised his head to the sky and screamed again, the violent aura on his body increased by three points, and everything around him seemed to tremble under this terrifying aura.

Now Liu Shen felt as if he was being targeted by something terrible, and this sense of crisis became stronger and stronger as time went by.

The biological instinct drove him to escape, but the remaining consciousness did not allow him to do so.

In the end, as a last resort, it could only express its inner panic and anxiety by roaring crazily.

It was this fleeting hesitation that caused a gleam in Shen Kang's eyes.

"good chance!"

The sword instantly changed from defense to offense.The sword that was condensed to the extreme fell quietly, as if to wash away all the dust.

A hazy light appeared, as if it wanted to illuminate the whole world and freeze everything around it.

This ray of light is not bright, it is completely different from Shen Kang's brilliant swordsmanship before, but it has a back-to-basics charm.

This sword transcends time and space, beyond thinking, as if it does not belong to the mortal world.

It fell lightly in front of him, but the terror of the mortal threat in the ordinary, made Liu Shen instinctively want to run away desperately.

But when he wanted to escape, he found that his body was not in control at all, and he could only watch the sword approaching in a blink of an eye.

Under this sword, the powerful flesh body was pierced through without encountering the slightest obstacle.

The violent sword energy erupted in Liu Shen's body, piercing from all parts of his body onto the stone slab, leaving deep pits one after another on the slate.

Blood immediately spilled all over the ground, and the originally strong body was now like a piece of rag, as if it was ventilating in all directions.

The original violent breath in the body also instantly scattered into the world.

Like a punctured balloon, it disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"This, what kind of sword technique is this?"

Seeing such a terrifying swordsmanship, everyone present was in endless panic and couldn't recover for a long time.

Although the terrifying swordsmanship disappeared in a flash, it left an indelible impression on everyone present.

They don't know what language to use to describe it. This sword seems to have transcended the mortal world and thought.

Even after three to five years, in the dead of night, this sword would probably appear in their dreams from time to time.

Could it be that he has reached the threshold of the Primordial Spirit Realm with the Innate Realm?How can it be?

No, no, this is not the threshold of Yuanshen Realm, but a similar special power that can only be formed when the swordsmanship is stimulated to the extreme.

This terrifying swordsmanship is more than a peak-level skill, but has its own way, its own momentum.

Under the unity of human and sword, the combination of the power of the primordial spirit and the power of the flesh, such power beyond the mortal world erupts.

This kind of power is no longer limited to the power close to the legendary Yuanshen Realm.

It is rumored that the attacks of masters in the Yuanshen Realm are no longer limited to moves, but more inclined to crush at the spiritual level.

At that level, it is not a legend to kill someone with your eyes. If you stare at someone to death, just ask if you are afraid!
At such a young age, not only is his skill at the peak, but he even possesses such terrifying swordsmanship.

Terrible!terrible!
"You, how could you?"

The berserk aura quickly disappeared as the blood spilled out, the magic sword aura stained on his body also dissipated in an instant, and Liu Shen's blood-red eyes gradually regained clarity.

Liu Shen, who regained his senses, couldn't help frowning due to the pain coming from all over his body.

An extreme sense of weakness surged into his heart, making him wish he could just sleep for three days and three nights, and he who was already a little flustered gradually became confused.

"We lost!" After regaining his senses, Liu Shen quickly judged the situation in front of him.

He was seriously injured and unexpectedly knelt down, but the other party seemed to be unscathed.

Holding a sword in one hand, his whole body didn't seem to have any wounds, and even his clothes were intact.

The situation was already clear, even though he used the secret method, even though he had all the cards in the hole, he was still defeated in the end.

Lose, lose everything, lose everything!
Power, status, and glory will all leave him.

I have lived for decades, and I have never lacked resources and skills, but I can't compare with a young man.

How can it be?How much he has paid and experienced in these years, he still lost in the hands of a teenager who was only in his teens! @
There is a kind of genius in this arena, even if he is much weaker than himself, he can turn against the wind.The strong ones are unreasonable, and the strong ones make people despair!

Age has never been a problem for these geniuses!

This world is so unfair, why are geniuses different?Why can't he catch up with a young man after working so hard for half his life?

He is not reconciled, let alone accept!

But everything is irreversible, his vitality is rapidly dissipating, and he can even clearly feel that he is heading towards death a little bit.

His eyes became more and more blurred, and finally there seemed to be a ray of light, and the memory fragments of his half-life began to churn in his mind.

He seemed to have seen his joy when his son was just born, and saw his little daughter smiling innocently at him.

Suddenly, he saw his cold-blooded and ruthless when his little daughter was wantonly insulted, and saw one member after another of the Liu clan fall in front of his eyes.

He seemed to see himself being accused by the Liu family, accused and betrayed by everyone!
Joy, beauty, heartache, entanglement and all kinds of emotions came to my heart.

Suddenly a sword appeared, and all the pictures were completely interrupted.

As if waking up from a dream, it seemed to occupy all of his mind, and all his thoughts were surrounded by this sword.

Stretching out his hand, Liu Shen seemed to be desperately trying to grab something, but in the end he couldn't grab anything.In the end, he could only fall down heavily with his face full of unwillingness.
"Sword, my sword!"

(End of this chapter)