Abyss Player

The practice room can be used once every seven natural days, and Shen Ke returned to reality directly after coming out of the world of ghosts and prodigies, so there is no cooldown time now.

With more and more players, as well as more skills and game worlds, the frequency of use of the practice area has increased significantly.

Many players came in and out, and Shen Ke even found that many players were not weak.

Finding a free practice room, Shen Ke didn't enter right away, but muttered in his heart and asked Abyss a question.

Whether it is possible to summon the last or already summoned practice instructor.

The answer he got was that he could only summon the previous training instructor, and the price was to pay an extra abyss coin.

After receiving Abyss' answer, Shen Ke paid four Abyss coins without hesitation, and stepped into the practice room.

Summon Ximen Fuxue!

[Extract from the training instructors...]

[The extraction is complete, Ximen Chuuxue! 】

The prompt fell, and a door of light appeared. The man in white was Shengxue, holding a sword in his right hand, with a serious face, but still capable of exuding infinite charm.

"You seem to have become much stronger!"

After seeing Shen Ke, Ximen Chuuxue still had remnants of memory.

"and many more!!"

Ximen Chuuxue, who was originally calm, suddenly stopped in his tracks, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

Chapter 138 Listening to Dragons

"How is it possible? I actually smell the breath of the soul of weapons from your body?"

Ximen Chuuxue's face changed drastically, and even the hand holding the sword began to tremble.

He shouldn't have been like this.

He is a swordsman, he has killed many people, including court officials and celebrities, but his hands have never trembled.

After all, in his eyes, the sword itself is a work of art, and the hand holding the sword is an important tool to create a work of art, so how could it tremble?

Even when fighting Ye Gucheng at the top of the Forbidden City, Ximen Chuuxue's hand was as steady as a rock, but today, when he saw Shen Ke, his hand shook.

Not only his hands, but his whole body was like sifting chaff, and his eyes stared a little scary.

This scene made Shen Kezheng a little confused. He originally wanted to ask Ximen Chuuxue what the gray mist in his body was.

I didn't expect Ximen Chuuxue to act like this.

Suddenly, Shen Ke frowned, and he caught a word from Ximen Chuuxue's words.

"The soul of weapons?"

"That's right! The soul of weapons! How did you comprehend it? I spent my entire life with swords as my life, and challenged the world's masters everywhere, but I only reached the realm of the unity of human and sword. Even the shadow of the sword soul Didn't touch it!"

"The last time we met, you were almost killed by me. With such a weak cultivation, how did you get the soul of the sword?"

After hearing Shen Ke's words, Ximen Chuuxue's expression twisted, he stepped forward and grabbed his arm, with madness in his eyes, he asked loudly.

"Tell me quickly, how did you get it!!"

At this moment, Shen Ke seemed to hear a sound like glass breaking.

Looking at Ximen Chuuxue's red eyes, Shen Ke suddenly felt blessed and blurted out: "Your sword heart is broken, you will never have another chance."

After Shen Ke's words fell, Ximen Chuuxue suddenly froze, and after a long time, he sat on the ground in a daze.

He kept murmuring something in his mouth.

"Broken... gone... nothing."

At this moment, Ximen Chuuxue's hair was disheveled, his eyes were absent-minded, and there was no shadow of that white-clothed Shengxue known as the Sword God.

According to Shen Ke's temper, she should have pointed her middle finger at him at this time, and then humiliated him with some trash talk.

Just looking at Ximen Chuixue's appearance, he wasn't in the mood for a joke.

Everyone who works hard for their beliefs or goals should not be ridiculed.

Although he failed.

Shen Ke shook his head, walked to the wooden door, and wanted to push the door and get out.

Is this group of gray mist that was informed by the abyss that the authority is not enough to query it called the soul of the sword?

"and many more……"

Shen Ke stopped and looked back.

Ximen Chuuxue's face did not know when there was a trace of piety, and his voice was hoarse: "Do me a favor."

"How to help?"

A sad smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Ximen Chuuxue's lips moved slightly: "I have been pursuing the soul of the sword all my life, but I have never been able to get the hang of it. Since I have the chance to meet you today, I will invite you, brother..."

"Send me a ride with the soul of the knife!"

Shen Ke shook his head and refused: "If I say that I don't even know how to use this thing, will you be pissed off?"