The best golden pupil

Chapter 1397 The Juggernaut's Battle Post

A silver shuttle shines with exquisite art.

I am afraid that there is no such exquisite object in the world. It is beautiful and at the same time has a sharpness that cuts everything.

After watching for a long time, I feel like my body is split in two!
Ning Tao's eyes were shocked, as if he had discovered something surprising. He seemed to have found the "secret" of Marshen!
When he was in the tower, he used Marshen to use spiritual power, but it was just a simple manipulation, and it was difficult to defend against the strong.

But just now, he accidentally used the power of the soul. He was holding the same power, and he should be able to kill more than God Nama, but unexpectedly, something big happened.

The correct way to use Marshen is... Divine Soul!
Moreover, the soul it needs is also very harsh, and Ning Tao can't tell why, but he can be sure that the soul of the Yixi family is not suitable, otherwise he would not give him the God of Mars.

And after he controlled it with his soul, he found that it could be swung like an arm, just like the legendary flying sword.

"Whoosh!"

The silver shuttle shot straight towards Xia Guo!

James was taken aback when he saw this. It seemed that this thing killed so many people just now. What the hell is it?

I'm afraid he doesn't even know that this is an artifact of the Yixi family!
And Ning Tao's eyes were piercing, and the power of his soul was poured into Mashen crazily. He wanted to see if this thing could fly far?
Two... 400 meters!

Although this is not the limit, it is also fast.

"Whoosh!"

Mashen flew back, shining with silver brilliance, except for the different shape, it was basically the same as Xia Guo's flying sword.

Ning Tao rubbed his chin with a smile. If you only talk about the power of the soul, then he is undoubtedly a god.

In terms of overall strength, he is useless!
However, it is still very easy for a god to control Marshen to instantly kill hundreds of mortals.

James was surprised to see it from the side, and couldn't help asking: "What the hell is this thing? How could it kill hundreds of people in an instant? Damn, my scalp is numb."

Ning Tao thought for a while, and said with a serious face: "This is the shuttle used by the weaver girl in the sky. It's so powerful that you don't want it."

"so smart?"

"of course!"

Juggernaut Palace, the holy land of the ninja world.

Summoned by her master, Qiandaixue came to the ancient and secluded hill where she practiced sword since she was a child, and a large waterfall was particularly conspicuous.

"Boom...!"

The familiar sound of water once made her sharpen her sword, but now she is full of worries, and the jade hand holding the sword is a little white.

When I came to a small pavilion, it was quiet and simple. A prism-shaped sign hung down in the center of the pavilion. There was only one simplified character on it, the word "sword", and every stroke was full of boundlessness.

And under the word "Sword", there is a skinny old man sitting cross-legged. His hair is gray and thin, and the skin on his hands is still full of age spots. His eyes are closed and he is motionless. It takes a long time to hear it once. A faint heartbeat.

He is the sword master... Watanabe Hiroichi!

Chiyoyuki called in a low voice: "Teacher, I'm back."

The old man didn't open his eyes, but said weakly: "Xuezi, can you draw your sword again?"

"Can your sword heart be sharpened?"

"Does your hand... still have strength?"

After asking three times in a row, Qiandaixue felt sad, and lowered her head in a self-defeating tone: "I'm sorry, I wanted to surpass someone, but I always failed."

failure?

The old man murmured, and then said with difficulty: "You didn't fail, you were just deceived by your heart, deceived by blind victory, these are just illusions."

"What you cultivate is the sword, not success or failure. Those are just the objective evaluations of you by outsiders. If you only care about those evaluations and don't pay attention to the sword in your hand, you will still fail in the future because you have not understood the essence."

Qiandaixue knelt on the ground, lowered her head and said: "Teacher, I want to come back and continue to practice with you. The life outside is not suitable for me. Those people are too vain, and they can't make me improve at all. I don't understand what you mean by letting me practice."

The old man was unable to breathe, and finally slowly opened those cloudy eyes, stared at Chiyo Xueping and said calmly: "No, only experience can make you stronger, and I have taught you everything I can teach you. You have to get out on your own.”

The sound of the waterfall made a loud roar, and the deep pool was constantly rippling, everything was as it was before.

Chiyoyuki knelt on the ground without saying a word.

The once fanatical and clear eyes were confused and could no longer be cut off with his own sword. She would only become more lingering like this, but if he cut it off by himself, it would only be more terrifying.

The old man stretched out his trembling hand to hold the teacup, took a sip of the tea, and said comfortably: "You said just now that you really want to surpass someone, but do you know who that person is?"

"He...is a native of Xia, very powerful, very mysterious, and never has limits. I tried my best to surpass him, but found that he was just waiting for me at that moment," Qian Daixue said complicatedly.

The old man chuckled, shook his head and said: "It's normal that you didn't surpass him. His identity is not simple. I heard that he is the leader of the black-clothed people today, and he is also the leader of the red-clothed leader. He is the No. 1 of Xia Guo's younger generation , Hongmeng's... Quasi-Leader!"

"what……!"

These words were too shocking, Chiyoyuki directly raised her head with a look of horror, that man actually has so many terrifying identities?
No matter which one is much stronger than her.

Suddenly she asked in surprise: "Teacher, how did you know his identity? Don't you know him too?"

The old man shook his head with a half-smile, and said quietly: "I don't know each other now, maybe I will know each other in a day."

"What do you mean?"

"Just now, Mitsui Village of Mitsui's family gave me a piece of information. That little guy, that is, Ning Tao, sneaked into Zhenzhen Heliu and killed a candidate, and killed hundreds of Daozhou soldiers in a wilderness. Crazy kid," the old man smiled like a sharp sword.

Chiyoyuki was shocked, unable to turn her head around for a long time, and said in surprise: "I don't understand."

The old man smiled and stood up, but at this moment his weakness became continuous, his seventy years became radiant, and the sharp sword intent in his eyes seemed to be able to cut tungsten steel and fine iron.

At this moment, he is no longer an old man in the field, but a sword master who dominates the ninja world, an old monster who has lived for decades.

I saw him grabbing a sword full of fighting spirit, and slashing towards the deep pool, a ten-meter-high water wave suddenly broke out, surpassing the height of the waterfall, and it was mighty and shocking.

At the bottom of the deep pool, there was a sword mark several meters deep. This sword directly cut the water of the quiet pool, splitting it in two.

Chiyoyuki was shocked, the teacher's casual blow was so powerful, could it be that he had already broken through the divine realm?
And this majestic figure in front of him can split a deep pool of tens of meters with a single sword, and the combination of high-spirited fighting intent and sword intent can split a mountain in front of him.

This is the demeanor of the former swordsman Watanabe Koichi

Hiroshi Watanabe's eyes were burning and he said: "A crazy lord of the Primordial Origin of Xia Kingdom has come and made trouble wantonly. As the sword master of the ninja world, I naturally have to meet him for a while to rub his spirit."

"One day later, there will be a battle at the top of the Sky Tower in Dongdu!"

The whole world shakes!

(End of this chapter)