Martial Arts: Ordered to Get Married, His Wife is a Little Dragon Girl

But Chen Lei didn't seem to notice Yan Shisan's decision.

His expression remained the same, still intact, but still without flaws.

Because he has drawn the sword.

Steal the sky!

Beiming!

The meaning of stealing the sky, the god of Beiming!

Whether it is internal strength, sword intent, or that determination.

Under this sword, they are all dissolved into the invisible.

Yan Shisan was defeated.

also back.

But instead of being surprised at all, he showed a smile that he almost forgot.

Because he thought his last sword was for Xie Xiaofeng.

did not expect.

There are still people in this world who force him to use this sword:

Thousands of feet of red dust!

The fourteenth sword of the Thirteen Swords of Death.

This is the red flower behind the green leaves, the essence of this sword technique!

This sword has evolved the meaning of red dust that the Thirteen Deadly Swords do not have. It seems to be a touch of vitality in a dead place, and it seems to be the final highlight of life.

Chen Lei's response was extremely simple.

Stealing Heaven: Zhan Xuan!

The sword faded into prosperity, leaving only the most original splendor.

No matter what you are, I will only take the purest nature from the beginning! .

Chapter 63

Steal the sky!

Zhan Xuan!

This is not only the first sword intent that Chen Lei comprehends, but also Chen Lei's strongest sword intent!

Ding!

Hidden in this sound is not only a muffled groan, but also a faint scream.

puff!

Yan Shisan spat out a mouthful of blood, but took advantage of the situation to fly back ten feet.

On the other hand, Chen Lei took seven steps back in a row, and finally, under the ingenious transformation of Dou Zhuan Xing Mo, all the excess internal force was dissolved.

"Who's winning?"

Everyone sees that their breath freezes and they get carried away.

When someone asks a question, everyone wakes up.

"I do not know either."

No one knows the result.

Li Xunhuan, Qiao Feng and other peerless masters didn't know how to judge.

After all, Chen Lei seems to have won, but he has almost no capital to continue; while Yan Shisan seems to have lost, but he still has the strength to fight again.

however.

For Xiaolongnu, the outcome is not important, the important thing is that Chen Lei is still alive.

Yan Shisan looked at the Five Poison White Bone Sword in his hand and slowly raised his head.

"I lost."

It was not difficult for Yan Shisan to say these words.

Because his eyes are no longer confused, let alone fear.

At the moment when the fourteenth sword was broken, his eyes became clear and empty.

The enchanted Yan Shisan was terrifying.

　 　But Chen Lei didn't know how terrifying Yan Shisan was to see through the demons and resolve his attachments.

"Unfinished."

Chen Lei shook his head.

"But I've already made my fourteenth sword."

Yan Shisan didn't feel that Chen Lei was belittling himself.

He felt that Chen Lei had something to say.

I feel that the next words may be very important to me.

"Everything changes!"

"Death is the ultimate destination of all things!"

Chen Lei commented: "Your fourteenth sword carries the essence of the previous thirteen swords, and deduces the reversal of life and fortune. But this is not all, since it is life, no matter how wonderful and brilliant it is, it will wither. time."

"You mean that there should be a fifteenth sword in the killing sword?"

A flash of light flashed in Yan Shisan's mind.

"should have!"

"But it was a sword that represented death, a symbol of the end."

Chen Lei reminded: "Before you can completely control such a sword technique, I advise you not to try it lightly."

"On behalf of death!"

"The end of life!"

Yan Shisan suddenly became enlightened, and his eyes glowed with an unprecedented color of life.

Originally, there was only black in his life, only swords.

But starting from today, there are other colors and more desires in his world.

Because he saw the highest realm of swordsmanship that had never been seen before.

He found a higher pursuit in his life.

"wait for me!"

Yan Shisan left behind this sentence and turned away.

The sunset is red as blood.

But he couldn't keep his footsteps.

"I am looking forward too!"

Chen Lei watched Yan Shisan leave.

No regrets, no regrets, only expectations.

Because he suddenly felt how interesting it was to have an opponent worth looking forward to.

As for the future?

Not only Yan Shisan's fifteenth sword would be his stepping stone.

Even Dugu's suffocating style of begging for defeat, Ye Gucheng's flying immortals in the sky, are also like this.

"Brother!"

"Senior brother!"

The most nervous little dragon girl rushed over.

Li Mochou followed closely, but did not say a word.

Because in this battle, her personal martial arts hardly had any flash points, but her poisonous skills and hidden weapon skills showed great power.

This was not the result she wanted.

After so many years of ascetic cultivation and practice of the Jiuyin Sutra, he couldn't even catch Jing Wuming's three swords.

If A Fei hadn't sacrificed her life to save the scene, she would have been the soul of Jing Wuming's sword now.

"Brother Chen!"

Qiao Feng came over quickly.

He threw the evil spirit sword in his hand to the ground and asked, "What should I do with this guy?"

Li Xunhuan, A Fei, and the Seven Heroes of Wudang all flocked to the scene.

They all looked at this strange swordsman who was famous for his extreme speed, with complicated eyes.

this person.

Saying evil is not very evil, and saying evil did not make any savage measures to destroy the family.

Even in battle, he has always shown a posture of keeping a secret and protecting himself.

But he is the only remaining top member of the money gang.

"Keep him, he's still useful."

Chen Lei looked over and asked, "Lin Zhennan, I believe you don't want the Fuwei Escort to be destroyed by the Qian Qian Gang's enemy, right?"