Modern Valkyrie

Facing the strange scorpion, Qin Xuan only felt a strong fighting spirit, and the body of the soul also emitted a dazzling white light, which dispersed the surrounding blood mist, and the light was brilliant!

In fact, since Qin Xuan practiced martial arts, except for fighting against others in the martial arts hall, Qin Xuan practiced alone every time. Qin Xuan still felt a little tired.

But here today, facing these monsters, Qin Xuan can strike unscrupulously, without worrying about accidental injury, without saving his strength, Qin Xuan can fight heartily, this is such a pleasant thing in life!

Maybe everyone has a violent factor in their body, just because they are suppressed in today's relatively harmonious society, but as long as there is a chance, I believe everyone will show his different side.

At this time, Qin Xuan was like this. It was the first time he faced such a terrifying monster. Qin Xuan was not only not afraid, but also faintly excited. His whole body was full of fighting spirit, his fists were clenched tightly, and he wished to fight immediately!

But Qin Xuan still retains a trace of calmness as a warrior, knowing that he knows himself and the enemy

He didn't understand the strange scorpion on the opposite side, and if he made a rash move, he would only fall into a passive position, so Qin Xuan kept suppressing the fighting spirit in his heart, and observed the opponent calmly.

Just when Qin Xuan was about to be unable to suppress the high-spirited fighting spirit in his heart, the strange scorpion finally couldn't bear to strike first.

Qin Xuan felt that the blood mist outside his body seemed to have an inexplicable influence on him, making people unconsciously enter a state of frantic fighting, which he could temporarily suppress just now, but at this moment, the fighting spirit in his heart was aroused by the strange scorpion. On the spot, I couldn't hold back anymore, I only had one thought in my mind, to fight, to smash all the enemies in front of me into powder.

Seeing the strange scorpion pounced again, Qin Xuan rushed up immediately, dodged the fierce blow of the strange scorpion sideways, flashed to the head of the strange scorpion, raised his right fist and punched it fiercely with an incomparable fighting spirit. Throw it at the head of the scorpion.

The strength of that monster scorpion might not be very high, under Qin Xuan's punch, it was smashed to pieces on the spot.What's strange is that after the strange scorpion fell and turned into a blood mist, a bright light fell from the sky and penetrated into Qin Xuan's body.

"This light can strengthen my strength and strengthen my fighting spirit. It will condense my soul."

Almost instantly, Qin Xuan immediately felt the changes in his body. This time, Qin Xuan became more excited. He did not expect that the kind of light that he wanted so hard would come down in this way. If he could really kill the creatures here And to strengthen himself, even if this illusion is stronger, Qin Xuan is still confident that he can completely smash the entire illusion with his own fists.

Ow! !

In the blood mist, there was a howl of wolves. Immediately, hundreds of blood wolves came out out of thin air, roared, and rushed towards Qin Xuan like lightning. Bite on the neck.

"Well done, kill!!"

Qin Xuan's eyes were full of fighting spirit, he clenched his palms into fists, and rushed towards the pack of wolves without retreating.

But at this moment, inside the huge blood cocoon, one can see wounds protruding directly from Qin Xuan's body, and then, a huge force of life surged over, allowing the wounds to heal quickly .But he seemed to have fallen into an inexplicable deep sleep, his eyes were closed tightly, and there was no sign of waking up.

I saw that in the illusion, blood mist full of bloody smell was everywhere, and the breath on Qin Xuan's body was almost ten times stronger than when he just entered. The color of blood burst out with a breathtaking fighting spirit.Step forward step by step, and every step forward will suffer countless terrifying fights.

Countless monsters swept from all directions.

Blood wolves, blood tigers, blood mammoths, blood leopards, etc., all kinds of monsters swept in crazily.Every time you take a step forward, the monsters you face become more powerful.

Moreover, every time a monster is killed, a force will descend from the sky and penetrate into Qin Xuan's body directly.

This is pure fighting spirit.

Although this fighting spirit cannot directly strengthen the soul, it can make one's own will more tenacious and the fighting spirit stronger.In this illusion, strong fighting spirit means strong strength and strong combat power.

After killing countless monsters with Luohan's boxing, Qin Xuan felt that it would be more and more difficult to face more and more terrifying monsters with just his own fists, but he looked around, except for this piece of bloody monsters. Outside the world, there is nothing to help.

But as soon as he thought of it, he saw that after Qin Xuan killed a monster, the light that fell from the sky no longer penetrated into Qin Xuan's body, but stayed in front of Qin Xuan out of thin air, constantly changing into various monsters. Shapes, knives for a while, swords for a while, guns for a while, all kinds of weapons are constantly displayed, but they collapse in a while.

When Qin Xuan saw this scene, although he was very surprised, he still tried his best to kill the monster in front of him. Anything could happen here, and Qin Xuan didn't dare to be negligent, otherwise the price would be his life.

When Qin Xuan killed thousands of monsters again, all the falling light gathered together and finally stopped changing, and gradually condensed into a simple sword with simple and profound patterns carved on it, with a monstrous fighting spirit , presented in front of Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan took a step forward and stretched out his hand to hold the simple long sword in front of him. He only felt that overwhelming fighting spirit rushing to his mind along his arm. The group of monsters rushed away.

"War! Four! Four!!"

Qin Xuan rushed towards a group of terrifying poisonous snakes, the long sword in his hand swung forward continuously, slashing at the top of the python's head, cutting them off one after another.At this moment, he was fighting to the point of insanity, fighting to the point of madness, and there was only one thought in his mind: "Kill! Kill! Kill!!"

Almost every moment, there are endless enemies to kill.

In the beginning, it was monsters, and later appeared more powerful humanoid warriors, even undead, all kinds of terrifying races, Qin Xuan fell into this crazy battle.

Qin Xuan couldn't pay attention to the passage of time at all.There is only a sense of fighting in my heart that is constantly supporting myself, almost every moment, my own fighting spirit is crazily improving.

In his hands, Qin Xuan's basic swordsmanship is constantly improving.

Showing it time and time again, Qin Xuan has a new understanding of swordsmanship almost every moment.One move, one move, perfect to the peak, one move kills.All are killing moves.

Although Qin Xuan has never learned swordsmanship, but while waving, all kinds of basic sword moves are easy to grasp, like white clouds passing through the gap, and the fighting spirit is like madness.The sword lights turned into sword wheels, surrounding him, and wherever they went, bloody winds rolled up.

In this illusion, Qin Xuan has no concept of time at all, nor can he feel the passage of time at all. There is only endless fighting, and he is in danger almost every moment.

I don't know how long has passed.

The sword technique in Qin Xuan's hands changed at an astonishing speed.During the fight, his comprehension of swordsmanship reached an unimaginable level.

All kinds of perceptions are constantly flowing in the heart, and the basic sword skills of each move are constantly combined and broken in the heart, and the fighting spirit in his heart is constantly integrated into the sword skills.

Faintly, there were signs of creating a peerless sword technique.

During the strike, the fighting spirit was condensed in the sword, and with one swing of the sword, there was no life but death.

All kinds of understandings in the fighting, and the perception of the fighting spirit, are gradually integrated into the swordsmanship.With a swing of the sword, it seems that countless fighting spirits have condensed into fighting spirits, sending out an unstoppable scraping intent on the blade.

No idea how long it has been.

Suddenly, Qin Xuan, who had been beheading all kinds of enemies, seemed to have fallen into a strange state of enlightenment.The battle sword in his hand was swung out one after another.

Wu Jian! !

Successive battles, the accumulated endless combat experience, at this moment, accumulated a lot, and broke out completely. This kind of explosion directly made him enter a state of epiphany on the spot.

In my mind, countless thoughts emerged.

"What is a sword?"

"The sword is a gentleman, the leader of a hundred soldiers, the king of soldiers, the king of soldiers?"

"No, the sword has been a weapon since its birth. The mission of a weapon is to kill, to fight. The root of a weapon is to fight. Fighting is the destination of a weapon."

"A swordsman, be invincible. Fighters, meet on a narrow road. The brave wins. Either the enemy will die or I will die. There is no regret when the sword comes out. Under the sword, I am invincible. Between heaven and earth, nothing can resist. Fight! Fight! war!!"

In his mind, countless comprehensions gained during the fight were frantically integrated into the sword moves like flowing water.

Moreover, in this situation, almost every time the sword is swung, one can clearly feel the progress of the sword.It's an astonishing metamorphosis.

One sword, two swords, three swords—

Qin Xuan didn't feel any tiredness. Every time he felt a little progress in his swordsmanship, there would be a kind of joy in his soul, and his own fighting spirit merged with the sword faster and faster.

Time has no meaning at this moment.

It may be a year, or it may be ten thousand years.Every time the sword is swung, the trajectory it brings out becomes more and more perfect.

Suddenly, Qin Xuan's eyes burst out with a bright light.The battle sword in his hand stabbed straight towards the sword in front of him.

A dark yellow sword light shot out directly from the battle sword, directly crossing the boundary of the void, the sword stabbed out, it seemed slow, but in the void under the sword, the whole blood mist shattered loudly, and was shattered by the war sword Piercing a bright sky mark, shattering the blood mist.

war!war!war! !

It seemed as if one could see a gigantic divine sword stabbing out from Qin Xuan's hand. Countless war spirits emerged from the sword body, uttering crazy battle roars and fanatical fighting intent, fighting against the sky, the battlefield, and all things in the world.

Under a single strike, countless war spirits swung their swords at the same time, emitting astonishing sword aura. Wherever they passed, the sword aura criss-crossed and shattered the vacuum.

boom! !

The space shattered, and the blood mist collapsed.