Love Warriors Cong Liangji

That's right, it's tattered and tattered, and it doesn't look like a "family heirloom artifact" at all. If you have to say it, it is a scrap iron passed down from your ancestors.

The wooden scabbard was about to rot, and the scabbard was pitch black and corroded, unable to see its original appearance.

However, even so, Feng was extremely shocked, because her family had enshrined this Molich statue for two or three hundred years, and she never knew that there was something hidden in it...

Jiang Liu's shock had another meaning. He stared at the ancient knife with a complicated expression gradually appearing in his eyes.

"It seems that my ancestor is also a person with a secret." Feng paused, then looked back at Jiang Liu, "But it has nothing to do with us now, and this battle will not end."

"...I think so too." Jiang Liu moved slowly, retreating his body behind the statue.

"This is a Buddhist temple, is it okay?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? It's just a clay puppet!"

Feng smiled lowly, his strength burst out suddenly, his body flashed through the dark space like a phantom, and the ghost blade in his right hand swung again.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Jiang Liu raised his concentration to the limit, and the field of perception was also running at full capacity, capturing every wave of the strong wind.

Relying on the eyes is absolutely impossible to see the knife clearly, so you have to start acting the moment you sense the wave of the wind, the body's reaction is faster than the brain!

Pushing back as hard as possible, the waist suddenly exerted force like a spring, feeling the pressure of the sword passing through the gap in size, Jiang Liu fell backward and hid behind the broken statue.

"You can't escape!"

Feng's physical strength has surpassed the limit of human beings, and her speed seems to be not much slower than that of a sword. The moment Jiang Liu just dodged past, she had already jumped high into the air, her body was hanging upside down, and her feet stepped on the beams of the house and suddenly exploded!

In an instant, it was like a flash of lightning!

"go to hell!"

Completely forgetting the original intention of this battle, the red-haired heroine seems to only have the desire for victory and killing in her heart.

The sword that fell from the sky can undoubtedly cut steel and iron, and Jiang Liu, who has lost his weapon, is absolutely irresistible!

Clang!

The unexpected sound of swords and halberds made Feng's eyes widen, and the pupils of the bloody new eyes shrank.

Because Jiang Liu actually pulled out the ancient sword with sheath from the statue, and forcibly blocked the blow with the sheath!

"blocked?"

Feng was extremely surprised, she was very aware of her current strength, not to mention an ancient knife that had not been maintained and decayed for more than two hundred years, even a newly forged sun wheel knife would not be able to block it.

But she didn't have time to think, because Jiang Liu had already taken advantage of the situation and let go of his strength, turning back and whipping towards her.

"Tsk!"

Blocking the fierce kick with one hand, Jiang Liu used his strength to bounce his body away, widening the distance between him and Feng.

"call......"

The young man knelt on the ground panting heavily, with his head lowered, as if he was extremely tired.

It's just that he still firmly holds the ancient knife that has not been drawn out of its sheath in his hand, which shows that he has not given up fighting.

"The human body has limits, even you... Ha ha ha ha!"

Feng covered half of his recovered face, unable to restrain his maniacal laughter.

"So it turns out that you are just a mortal. Even with such a terrifying talent, you will still bleed and die. You are far less powerful than me!"

Jiang Liu remained silent and gave her a cold look.

"It's okay, you won't die...your flesh and blood will become a part of me, and live in another way inside me!"

Looks like it's really hopeless.

"...This may also be a kind of cause and effect." Jiang Liu didn't know what to think, silently clenched the handle of the knife, but didn't draw it immediately.

Seeing this movement, Feng narrowed his eyes: "What can you do with this kind of junk? You can't kill people or ghosts."

Jiang Liu straightened up slowly, and looked at the teacher calmly.

"Why stop, are you afraid?"

"……come!"

It is indeed the final confrontation!

Jiang Liu clenched his teeth, ignoring the injuries on his body, forcing his body to burst out with peak strength, and his body rushed towards Feng in an instant.

The ancient knife with sheath collided with the ghost blade, and the dull sound echoed in the Buddhist hall.

"Clang clang!!!"

The continuous slashes canceled each other out, the scabbard was full of cracks and could be broken at any time, and Jiang Liu's body was also cut with countless small wounds by the aftermath of the sword pressure.

It was another full-force collision without falsehood, and the black-haired boy's eyes were fierce, as if he wanted to tear something apart——

"Drink!"

Regardless of rationality, correctness or not, Jiang Liu just follows his own heart: he rejects this cruel choice!

And to subvert this status quo!

Feng wielded the Ghost Saber, slashing with awe-inspiring wind pressure——

Jiang Liu suddenly opened his eyes wide, and concentrated all his mental energy to attack Feng who was close at hand.

Like a hammer hitting a block of iron, the collision of steel and steel shook the entire sea of ​​consciousness, and Feng's brain was in chaos when he was caught off guard.

"Ugh!"

When she regained consciousness, Jiang Liu had disappeared from sight.

At this time, a faint voice came.

"You're being careless."

behind? !

Subconsciously waved the ghost blade backwards, but then felt an unforgettable pain.

puff!

A cold knife light flashed, and Feng's right hand fell from his wrist...

"You will panic because of this kind of thing. Sure enough, you are not you anymore."

Jiang Liu was standing behind Feng, with an ancient knife half drawn in his hand, and the rusted edge was stained with blood.

This right hand was not so much severed by Jiang Liu as it was Feng himself who brought it up.

Just when Jiang Liu was halfway drawing his sword, strange power fluctuations spread throughout his body in an instant, a sense of weakness from the depths of his soul came, but it quickly subsided like a tide.

[Encountered the curse of karma! 】

[The concept of accepting death! 】

[Instant death judgment...

"Independent Appearance" launched!

Conduct a resistance judgment on the concept of instant death!

"Composite divinity" activated!

Curse resistance determination——]

[The judgment is passed, and the concept of instant death is immune to success! 】

Sure enough, as I expected, the "independent manifestation" that can resist even the disappearance of existence has a higher priority than this knife!

Jiang Liu calmly sensed everything around him, but his movements didn't stop for a moment, and he pulled out the ancient knife completely.

"Jiang Liu!"

Feng, whose face was distorted by the pain, turned around, and rushed towards Jiang Liu like a ghost.

"Sorry." Jiang Liu closed his eyes, and suddenly got up to go further.

Bullying the red-haired heroine, she didn't give her any room to dodge or retreat, and the rusty long knife stabbed out, and the blood flowing on the edge washed away all the rust, revealing the red blade.

"Four Types: Immortal Slash and Change——Ki Nin Falls and Kills!"

Chi!

The ancient red knife pierced through the woman's chest!

Chapter 29: Immortal Slash·Worship Tears

【Immortal Slash·Worship Tears】

One of the Immortal Slash, the sword body is red in color, was cast by the monks of Xianfeng Temple, it is not only a magic sword for beheading the undead, but also a demon sword that brings death.Compared with the other undead cut "opening the door", Bailei does not have the ability to sacrifice life to call back the dead from hell, but it is a ritual knife that collects Yinglong's tears.

·Severed undead

Causes effective damage to the undead, and increases the damage effect to monsters and undead.

For ordinary people, it is just a relatively sharp samurai sword, but for undead people, the speed of wound healing will be greatly inhibited.

·Curse of Death

According to legend, only those with the power of immortality can draw the sword.

At the moment of drawing the sword, the person who draws the sword will be judged for the resistance of the instant death level, and if the concept of instant death cannot be offset, the life will be taken away.

· Shura (half seal)

Killing the enemy with this knife will gradually accumulate resentment in the blade, and even affect the character and mind of the knife holder. If it cannot be resolved, there will be a risk of falling into the realm of Shura.

Note: The previous owner once abandoned it and it was covered with rust, but the essence has not changed.

·The protection of the Marichetian

Slowly dispel grievances and bring luck invisibly.

As long as you don't give up all hope, you won't be tainted by resentment and fall into the realm of Shura.

Note: Hundreds of years of worship have greatly suppressed the hostility of the knife itself, but it is still a "karma" born from sin. This is the basis of the existence of Immortal Slash, and it will not be changed at any time.

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