Holding the Sword of the Multiverse

Eve naturally couldn't get up the next morning, Timmy just went to sleep.

Shaoyu, who had been tossing all night, was ready to go to Shutov. I believe that as long as you talk with him, you can understand what is going on during this period.

Walking out of the room, the servant outside heard some shouts before asking.

Yo, Silan is pretty hardworking?

Shaoyu, who was looking for the sound, saw Silan on the open ground shouting at Shutov: You are a wasteful old man with amnesia, you can't even do a flying Trojan. Go up and kick after talking.

His face turned black and coughed loudly. When Silan saw that Shaoyu was anxious, he put down his feet and said: Mentor, I want to challenge you.

Shaoyu was about to say something to him, but when he heard that, he nodded and said: Okay.

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Silan didn't talk nonsense, raised his cloak and pulled out the one-handed sword from his waist.

No chains around your waist? Shaoyu naturally didn't believe that Silan had already practiced the silk-wrapping swordsmanship, how long had passed since then. Sure enough, Silan didn't let the sword leave his hand, but a flash of vindictive energy on his body, and he rushed over quickly, flattening the sword under his chest and feet like a trot.

Shaoyu didn't draw a sword. It would be too bully to fight with this apprentice who has only been a few days old, and still hold the sword. He just pointed the sword with his right hand, and the sword light appeared from his fingertips, and he stabled it.

If Silan didn't change his move, Shaoyu would first pierce his forehead. Silan really didn't change his move, and the mistake at his feet seemed to disappear before his eyes.

With a cold neck, Shaoyu was actually very forbidden, and it was not surprising that advanced techniques such as Blitz and Vanguard's Instant Slash were mastered by Silan. He turned sideways slightly, his right hand still pointed with a sword. So Silan went around Shaoyu sword after sword...

The two didn't meet each other, and Silan always changed his tricks whenever they wanted to contact.

Shaoyu frowned, changed these skills, did not practice the silk-wrapping sword he taught?

Just when he wanted to end, he just listened and picked up the uncle's Silan.

Silan appeared not far away, holding the sword in both hands was a leap slashing movement...not really slashing Shaoyu, after a certain distance.

Isn't this Silan cut? Cheating me by another name? Such a low-level trick? Shaoyu was angry and funny.

Silan could dodge it when he jumped up. When he was about to jump up, he suddenly found that his shoulders hit some thin lines, and he didn't jump up at all.

Yep? Just circling around and laying these threads? It was a bit interesting to trap the enemy and then use Silan's slow movement. Yun Gang bumped into it and bumped continuously, and he really didn't notice when these thin threads were laid. It can be regarded as careless, there is no concentration, even the mirror heart is not condensed.

At this time Silan Zhan had been completed, and a wave of vindictiveness surged down the floor.

The air wave was a lot bigger, because of this power...No, Shaoyu had a palpitating heart. He thought that as long as he had enough Yun Gang, he would be able to slash this vindictive energy against the past, but he suddenly throbbed in his heart. He didn't care about pretending to be 13, before he had time to draw the green lotus sword, he directly summoned the divine sword and smashed it with both hands.

This moment almost mobilized the sword essence of the whole body, and the sharp point of the sword exploded, splitting the air waves deeply into the ground.

When Shaoyu stood upright and was about to say something, he saw the panting Silan shouting: It's not over yet. He threw out the one-handed sword in his hand and shouted again, Silan Thorn.

This time it was true, and as the sword flew, the lines around it also tightened.

Well, Shaoyu finally spoke, and at the same time the dragon hand bit the flying one-handed sword. The sword light in the right hand flickered, and the filaments were cut and opened.

Silan pulled both hands hard, and after pulling for a while, he let go and said: Still the instructor is great, and even after thinking about the combo for so long, he didn't touch your clothes.

Shaoyu retracted the divine sword, let go of the one-handed sword and walked over and patted his head at the same time: You **** boy, trying to defeat your mentor? Seeing Silan covered his head and said nothing, Shaoyu said again: Very good, almost hurt me. When Silan heard it, he thrust his waist and laughed: Sure enough, my uncle is the best. Shaoyu slapped again, and this guy came down.

what is this? Shaoyu was holding a thin thread, but he knew it at a glance, isn't this thing just crystal silk? !

Sure enough, Silland said: After I have been with Mimedo, I can also control some crystal silk, which is very useful. I can bundle a few girls back, and now there is still one...

Slap again, this time Silan called: Mentor, I don't like men touching me. Shaoyu almost nodded smoke on his head, and directly raised his hand for another shot, huh? Don't like men touching you... Um? I like it... Um! I'll just touch you this time.

Silan was beaten twice, and ran away, shouting as he ran, "Stop hitting... I'll turn my face again... Ouch, fucking... Tutor, don't chase..." This guy yelled wildly, said anything, even if he was killed, he wouldn't admit his mistake.

The two went around the castle three or four times, and Shaoyu was short of breath, except for his wings, he was already running at full speed.

Shutov and Sina stood on the castle watching the two chasing, Sina said: Only Master Shaoyu can stop him. Shutov also said: This time I am afraid I can't escape and enter the battlefield. Sina said: This is inevitable, we... As soon as Shutov was silent, she turned her head to see...zZZZ, Sina fell asleep again. Shutov shook his head and let Archie from behind send her back to the room.

Shaoyu didn't even catch it, and this guy finally ran away with the help of the secret tunnel in the castle. He also yelled that my uncle would go to practice for a few days and come back for a duel.

In fact, Shaoyu was not really angry. Silan was worthy of being a candidate for the son of the plane, combining the silk-wrapped swordsmanship with his own moves. And it seems reckless, but in fact it uses some strategies to maximize his strengths.

Silan paralyzed Shaoyu, laid down these crystal silks, and then cut... the power of that cut was at least ten times more powerful than before! Shaoyu was looking at the ground after Silan, as if there was an incomparable destructive power, the floor was all broken and normal, but the ground below was like flour at this time, all turned into fine powder.

Master Silan practiced above six marks every day, and Shutov's voice came.

Are you practicing half the time!

Shaoyu looked at Shutov who was coming, and when he saw that he was a little hairy, he said: Get the tobacco. Shutov breathed a sigh of relief, and a little bit dumbfounded, took out a large bag of leather-bound tobacco.

In fact, after being here for so long, Shaoyu had no addiction to cigarettes, but when he saw Shutov, he thought of the shredded tobacco he made, and then wanted to smoke.

Shaoyu squatted down on the spot and took out the pipe plug and lighted the tobacco. Naturally, Shutov next to him also came. After taking a few mouthfuls, Shaoyu said: Amnesia? Shutov said that since then, some things can't be remembered. Shaoyu said, didn't he forget the starry sky prophecy. Shutov shook his head and said that he didn't need it now.

Or maybe I dare not use it.

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