Kendo Sky

Chapter 100 A drop of blood kills

"You're enlightened!" Yan Tian had just woken up, when someone beside him suddenly said in surprise.At this moment, Yantian's eyes turned and he glanced at the man in front of him.This young man was about the same size as himself, with dark eyebrows and black eyes. His whole body looked like a sharp sword, capable of killing everything when unsheathed. Yan Tian smiled at the young man, signaled to say hello, and then went straight And up, he wanted to go to the third floor.

"You don't even know me!" The boy was surprised that Yantian didn't know him, but Yantian's indifference aroused the boy's curiosity.From birth to now, no matter what I do, I have always been sought after, and this is the first time that I have been so indifferent. There is an inexplicable emotion in the young man's heart, which is a circle of fighting spirit.

After the scenes on the first and second floors, Yan Tian stepped down, and the world changed again, but this time, it wasn't a sword qi directly cutting in the air, but a sword slowly consolidating the world.Yan Tian observed the sword carefully, the same green sword was sacrificed, Yan Tian didn't touch the green sword with his hands, but controlled it with his consciousness.

A green sword, a white sword, marked by blue and white light intertwined in the bleached space, the green light and the white light swept up, and a small hole suddenly exploded in Yantian's body, the flesh and blood inside was blurred, and the bones of the body were visible. The green glow slowly replaced the white glow, and when Yan Tian's half body was chopped off, the white glow's space was broken, and the white sword also disappeared.

"So powerful!" Shocked for a long time, Yantian found that there was nothing wrong with his body, but the shock from the soul could not be subdued for a long time.The scene just now was too real. If it wasn't for his perseverance, he might have died. Yantian didn't dare to doubt the power of the ancient sword fairy. This is a great man who needs to be respected, but Yantian is looking forward to it. There are four or five floors.Confronting such a strong man and fighting across time and space is the blessing of Yan Tianxiu. This is a good thing that cannot be asked for, how can Yan Tian not be excited.

"Oh my god! Look, the wind chimes on the third floor are ringing. How long have you been in? Are you going to the fourth floor!" Everyone outside was shocked, but they were not even qualified to enter the first floor. , Seeing that others have already entered the third floor, the five tastes in my heart must be unpleasant, envy, jealousy and hatred.

It was still an ancient painting, and Yantian's mind was still instantly attracted, as if he was in that era.What this painting is about:

A long time ago, before the Yellow Crane Tower stood on the top of the winding Snake Mountain, an orphan boy opened a tavern at the foot of the mountain to welcome guests from all over the world and relieve the fatigue of the journey. Affectionately call him Xiaojiu.On a chilly spring day, an unusual guest suddenly came to the shop—an old man with thin and ragged clothes.The old man's eyes were dull, his gaze was dull, and his movements were slow. He ordered a bowl of wine, picked it up with trembling hands, and drank it in one gulp. Then he ordered the second bowl and the third bowl inarticulately... the little wine ran away After running forward, he waited until the old man staggered and stumbled out of the tavern, then he suddenly remembered that the old man hadn't paid for the drink yet.The next day, Lao Dao came to the tavern again at the same time, sat at the same table and drank the same jin of wine, and finally left without paying for the drink.In this way, the old way came and went day by day, and half a year passed in the blink of an eye.Xiaojiu is an orphan, and has always regretted that he could not be filial to his parents, so he respected this old man with many wrinkles on his air-dried face as his elder, and never asked him for a drink bill .

One day, Lao Daofengzhong walked into the hotel with a piece of orange peel and drew a staring yellow crane on the simple wall. and go.The bewildered drinkers and Xiaojiu tried to clap their hands and hummed softly. Sure enough, they found the yellow crane on the wall stretched its elegant long legs, flapping its beautiful wings from the painting. Come out, dance lightly in the air, all the people are fascinated.The news spread that some people came here just to see the yellow crane dance, and the business of the tavern became more and more prosperous, and Xiaojiu became rich.

Ten years later, the Taoist came back, took out a jade flute from his waist, stroking it with both hands, and played a melodious tune gently. The yellow crane seemed to have heard the master's call, and slowly spread its wings and flew out of the wall. The Taoist rode the crane straight up to the blue sky , lingered in the clouds for a few times before slowly flying away, a white sword fell and stuck on the top of the Snake Mountain, the surrounding scenery changed instantly, and the clouds were misty.In his dream, Xiaojiu dreamed of a figure in white clothes teaching him how to practice swordsmanship. When he woke up from the dream, Xiaojiu was surprised to find that he was already on the Snake Mountain, sleeping next to the white sword. The scene in the dream was reflected, and the kung fu floated up. In this way, a generation of wine sword boys rose up. The Yellow Crane Tower was also created by him. After the boy died, in front of the tomb, a figure of Shengxue in white clothes who couldn't see his face suddenly appeared. A pot of wine was spilled in front of the tomb, and the figure in white clothes disappeared out of thin air.Yan Tian's eyes suddenly opened, "Who is he? Could it be that he has lived for tens of thousands of years! This is impossible, why is he still alive when his disciples are old and dead?" Although he didn't see the face of that person clearly, Yan Tian God can tell that the figure in white is the old Taoist back then, and this is absolutely unmistakable.

This scene made Yantian's mood unable to be appeased for a long time. What he saw today has broken the common sense. Could it be that there is really a secret of longevity in the world!Yantian thought for a long time, finally shook his head, and decided to ignore these things, after all, there are still four or five floors to go, and now his knowledge is still too low, and he will not come up with any results. It's better to use time to cultivate, as long as you have strength, all the secrets of the world will be as transparent as white paper in front of your eyes.

The third floor has passed, and the next is the fourth floor. Except for Yantian, there are two people standing on the third floor. These two are staring at the front with empty eyes. I don't know how long it will take to comprehend.Yantian didn't think too much about it, he went up the four floors, and stepped down again, the bleached space reappeared, at this time a young man in white was holding a white sword and facing Yantian with his back.Judging from his back, Yan Tian was inexplicably shocked, this young man in white was none other than Xiao Jiu, who was also the founder of Yellow Crane Tower!

The white sword was thrown into the sky and stabbed straight towards Xiaojiu's head. If he stabbed this way, the sword would penetrate his head and he would die.Watching this scene, Yantian didn't even blink his eyes. At the same time, the green sword in his hand was thrown out. In terms of breath, he reached the same tune as the boy in white. What do these two want to do?
"The sword of man is one. The sword of man is one."

Two superimposed sounds came out together, a green sword and a white sword pierced through the space, and there was a crack in the instantly bleached space, the power of thunder and lightning was born, and the power of destruction circled the air, disintegrating This side of heaven and earth.However, the two swords are comparable to each other. Although on the surface it seems that only two swords are touching each other, in fact, Xiaojiu and Yantian have already fought more than ten thousand swords. This is a battle of sword souls. Ordinary people can't understand the battle.

"Pfft." Yantian's body fell heavily on the fourth floor.He coughed up a big mouthful of blood, which stained the golden ground red, making it particularly conspicuous.

"It's so powerful, it's worthy of being a disciple of the Sword Immortal. If it wasn't for my chance against the sky, I might really defeat you." opponent.Even facing the Ninth Prince and the others in Ziwei Taoist Palace, it was the same. Although they were strong, they couldn't give Yantian the feeling of palpitation.But Xiaojiu is different, he seems to be born for the sword, every sword has a great truth in it, the strong one has transcended common sense, if he hadn't entered the realm of harmony between man and nature, he would have to fight this battle defeat.

"This is it!" Under Yantian's eyes, what was contained in the fourth floor was no longer a painting, but a gourd. The gourd was hung on the red pillar. Yantian took a step forward and took off the gourd. A word "wine" was engraved on it, and associating with the previous layers, Yantian came to a conclusion that this wine gourd was the gourd used by the old Taoist to drink. If the rumors are true, that old Taoist should be the wine sword fairy "Li too white".

"It smells so good." Yan Tian sniffed the wine gourd, suddenly he was startled, swallowed his saliva, lifted the head of the wine gourd under somewhat surprised eyes, and then a drop of wine rushed out instantly, shooting directly at Yan Tian between the eyebrows.It was too late to stop it, the wine also entered his body, and a hot burning feeling spread throughout Yantian's body instantly, making him feel as if he had been burned by a fire, which was very painful.

"The sword energy on the fourth floor has also been unlocked. Who is this?" There has been a big wave in the outside world, and the four floors in a row. The time difference between the swaying of the wind chimes is not long. I don't want to believe it, but who in the world can be such a genius?Just before everyone guessed, a figure was thrown from the window on the second floor. It was a young man who was trying to break through the sword energy on the second floor. He was knocked out by the sword energy. Only a few bones were broken, nothing else happened. thing.

"A sword with wine added is like blood wine when it kills people. This kind of wine is suitable for me to drink, hahahaha." Yantian's head was about to explode at this time, and the sound sounded like a fuse.The body, which was already unbearably hot, is now like a circle of fire dragons surrounding the body, and the burning consciousness of Yantian is blurred.Under the wrapping of the blood armor, Jian Xin was fine, but the stars were roasted and throbbed violently, emitting endless star light to devour the alcohol breath in Zhou Tian's body.But the wine in this drop of blood is too strong, and the perfect stars alone cannot suppress it. If this continues, Yan Tian's body will be boiled alive by the wine.

(End of this chapter)