Sword Stirs the World

Two peerless forces fight like a narrow road. Only the stronger one can survive.

Xiong Jingbian's mood was shaken, which was soon reflected in the tiger soul sword. The tiger soul sword in his hand was shaking and gave out an unwilling hum.

Then, several tiny cracks appeared on the blade.

Bang! Bear Jing side only heard a crisp ring, a light hand, tiger soul knife even broken into two.

A little cool in the heart, Xiong Jing side know the trend has gone, had to sigh, quietly closed his eyes.

He knew that Shen Jianxin really knew himself too well. His reaction just now had been expected by the other side. So he didn't lose the sword unjustly, but it was a pity that he lost the tiger soul sword.

After waiting for a long time, there was no pain. Xiong Jingbian opened his eyes in amazement, only to find that Shen Jianxin had returned to his side.

Shen Jianxin's left arm presents a strange twist. There is a deep knife mark on his left arm. There is no blood flowing, but the wound is still shocking.

"What are you doing? A look for death, so don't believe me? " Shen Jianxin forced himself to endure his discomfort and said with a bitter smile.

This smile made Xiong Jingbian even more confused.

"You, you?" Xiong Jing side had to open his eyes, don't know the mood at the moment is happy or sad.

At this time, Ling Hao's body suddenly bang, the whole upper body burst, meat plasma spray everywhere.

"Good calculation! Good calculation! You did it on purpose! You must have done it on purpose In the air came the roar of Xuezu's power, and the half of his body, which made the sound, stood still. It was strange to the extreme.

Xiong Jing looked at the half knife in his hand and seemed to understand something.

Shen Jianxin gently bumped his brother's right shoulder with his shoulder and said with a bitter smile: "it seems that I guess correctly. That tiger soul sword is the key to open the channel. If we break it, the blood ancestor's family can't get in."

A word awakens the dreamer, Xiong Jingbian's reaction is also very fast, finally understand why Shen Jianxin just stood in front of him.

He is gambling on Xuezu's grasp of human nature. He thinks that he betrays and will not stop him. He is also gambling on the idea that the peerless sword in his left arm can cut off the tiger soul sword and the idea of Xuezu.

If he gambled wrong, the sword in his left arm could not stop the tiger spirit sword, and his life would be lost.

It's a gamble. It's all done, but the most important thing is wisdom and courage.

He can judge the key of the situation so quickly, and then he is brave enough to break it at one stroke. Xiong Jingbian thinks in his heart that Shen Jianxin is worthy of Shen Jianxin, and he is not as good as him.

"You, you destroyed the tiger spirit magic sword! It took me three hundred years to search for all these fragments! " In mid air came the cry of Xuezu.

Shen Jianxin and Xiong Jingbian are on guard, ready to deal with Xuezu's anger at any time.

At last, the wailing in mid air stopped.

Gradually, a mass of blood mist appeared in front of them. This mass of blood mist constantly changed shape, and even gave birth to facial features like the same person's face.

"You will pay! I will destroy your race and turn this planet into a dead star! And you will stay in this silent space forever and die slowly. " The blood ancestor murmured to himself.

It seems that he has been greatly stimulated. It sounds that he doesn't want to kill them directly, but to trap them in this closed space.

The damage of tiger soul sword seems to have a very serious impact on this space.

First of all, the barrier in the sky gradually disappeared, and the sky became gray. Then, the bridge tower under the feet of the two people kept cracking and sinking, making a strange rumbling sound from the bottom.

Fortunately, Shen Jianxin and Xiong Jingbian have excellent martial arts skills. In the process of the collapse of the tower bridge, they can still keep moving and dodging, carefully avoiding the gravel. Finally, a quarter of an hour later, they returned to the ground.

However, the ground has long been replaced by people, no stone bridge water, only up and down the four fields, a vast expanse of gray.

Two people are very likely to be in the fog, but the fog not only appears in all directions, even the top of the head and the foot of the heaven and earth are gradually turned into fog.

"We'd better not separate!" Shen Jianxin said in a deep voice.

Xiong Jing nodded his head. This ghost place is so strange. I'm afraid that if we separate, we will never find each other again.

"Can you still feel the breath of blood ancestor?" Xiong Jing asked in a low voice.

Shen Jianxin shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "just because he can't feel it doesn't mean he's not here. You don't have to think about it so much. You can recover your strength first and trust me. "

Xiong Jingbian, according to his words, simply sat cross knee and began to adjust his breath.

Shen Jianxin, on the other hand, hung his injured arm around Xiong Jingbian carefully and walked a few steps East and West, trying to explore the strange space.

His sword arm is injured. It's not good for a while and a half. He has to go outside and extract the strength of heaven and earth to repair himself.

Finally, Xiong Jing's physical strength recovered. With a long roar, he stood up.

"What's next?" Xiong Jingbian said with a bitter smile.

Shen Jianxin nodded and said, "don't panic! I have a way! You hold that half of the tiger soul sword in your hand. Do you remember the skill of contemplation and concentration I taught you? "

Xiong Jing nodded his head and held his breath in accordance with his words.

Shen Jianxin closed his eyes and carefully perceived the surroundings. He found that he didn't feel any breath of life except the heavy fog.

"We should still be in the upper capital, just at different levels of space. The blood ancestor wants to break the space and call his fellow people here. It's the same way. " Shen Jianxin said casually.

Xiong Jingbian listened very seriously and looked thoughtful.

When it comes to military strategy, he thinks he won't lose to Shen Jianxin. However, compared with such fantastic ideas and new things, he thinks he is inferior.

"So we just have to break through the space and get out." After Shen Jianxin finished, his mind moved, and four statues of evil gods appeared beside them.

These statues of evil gods have been soaked by Shen Jianxin's divine sense. As long as his mind moves, it's very easy to use.

"What are you doing?" Looking at these tall statues of evil spirits, Xiong Jing felt a little flustered.

"Their appearance is actually a kind of breakthrough space, so I think, in fact, breakthrough space is not so difficult, and it is also related to distance. If I'm too far away from you, I can't get them to you. " Shen Jianxin said.

Xiong Jingbian was even more confused. He didn't know what to do with these things.

Shen Jianxin shook his head, and the four statues disappeared at the same time, as if they had never appeared.

"I want to concentrate. You will protect the law for me." Shen Jianxin said faintly.

Xiong Jingbian thought, those four statues are more fierce than me. Why not?

Before he knew it, he suddenly felt a wave of fog around him, and then a giant appeared in front of him.

Looking at the huge statue of the cult leader, which is bigger than the three statues of evil gods, Xiong Jingbian couldn't help taking two steps back.

No one is not frightened when they suddenly see this thing. It's an instinctive reaction and has nothing to do with strength.

The statue is nearly nine feet high, like a hill, with strong lines and steel like muscles.