Chapter 1090: Samseong
All the warriors on Changsu Island seized the time of each breath and realized the sword in the clouds.
At this time, the sword repairers have a natural advantage, because they are accompanied by swords in their lives, and the speed of comprehension is naturally faster than other warriors.
However, the artistic conception said that the original road is the same road. Other warriors who use knives and guns will certainly not let this opportunity pass, and concentrate on feeling every sword in Jianyun.
Luo Zhengyi stood in the same place and looked up at the sky. After a while, his face suddenly showed a faint smile.
"I understand why why is it so difficult to control after my sword is honed..."
"Because, this sword... is a sword of a shipwreck, this sword is a sword that must be killed. When you pierce this sword, you don't need to care about anything, including your own life!"
"So extreme swordsmanship requires such an extreme swordwork..."
Thinking of this, Luo Zheng is feeling a sudden burst of openness!
The general warrior understands the sword, or cultivates the exercises. The first stage is to control. Only by controlling the power of oneself can the power be released. Therefore, the practice of the military is a step-by-step process, constantly controlling one's own steps, the more skilled, the stronger the force released.
It’s just that Sword Tianzun directly saves the first steps, so this sword is displayed and does not need to be controlled, because this sword has abandoned everything...
"This sword Tian Zun is said to be the **** of the true gods and swords, that is to say, want to hurt the true God, can only give up everything to do it?" Luo Zheng muttered.
If Yan Jiantian is standing next to Luo Zhen and hears Luo Zheng saying such a remark, perhaps he will be pleased, just a young man who has just set foot on the sea of God, but he can use this trick to infer this idea. It is enough to make Yan Jiantian Zun look at it.
Luo Zheng originally accepted the sword baptism of Sui Jiantian Zun. In the face of this strong sword cloud, he realized that the speed was much faster than other warriors.
On the island of Changsu, there is silence...
During the time when the Jianyun fluttered, no one was willing to waste even a breath of time.
An hour...
Ten hours...
Two days...
Three days passed, and the sword cloud gradually became thin, revealing a lilac sky, which is the magnificent color of the blue sea sky reflected by the orange sea.
Until the sword cloud dissipated cleanly, only the military people showed an expression that was still unfinished.
Under the sword cloud, all the warriors who have learned the truth have gained a lot!
"Oh, unfortunately, I am not a sword repairer. I just feel this sword. I feel that I have gained a lot. You are really lucky this time!" A warrior sighed.
Another warrior, holding a long sword, still standing still in the same place, his mind can still not calm down, just as the warrior said, his feelings are indeed quite deep!
"10%, this is a sword, I just realized a success, but even this only spiritual thing is very beneficial to my sword!" The warrior said with a smile.
The amount of comprehension depends on your own understanding, as well as the depth of understanding of the sword and sword. The deeper you understand, the more you understand naturally!
Those palace owners, each face also showed a faint smile, their cultivation is far stronger than the thirteenth house of the military, this accidental encounter with this sword cloud, their harvest is naturally quite a lot.
"However, this sword cloud, who made it out? Why are the words on the stone wall all destroyed?" asked one of the palace owners wondering.
I have to know the words of Sword Swordsman. I have been here for countless years. There are also countless swordsmen and swordsmen who are here to understand the mysteries. But for millions of years, no one can crack the mysteries. Why is the mystery naturally revealed during the period of the passing of the fire?
On the occasion of the doubts of many palace owners, the eyes of Yun’s fall quietly fell on Luo Zheng’s body. Before taking part in the inheritance of the fire, Luo Zheng said that he seemed to see some white sword shadows, and then delayed the time of several hours. Only after entering the salary inheritance, is this Jianyun because of Luo Zheng?
At this time, the eyes of the old man of the cloth also fell on Luo Zheng. "Luo Zheng, before the inheritance of the fire, have you been here to understand?"
Originally, these palace owners have forgotten this little detail. After the fire and inheritance was opened, many warriors began to enlighten the stone carvings through the Qing dynasty pool, and this Luo Zheng seems to be a few hours late?
The old man in the cloth said so, Ai’an’s heart also remembered...
Seeing that everyone looked at himself so suspiciously, Luo Zheng’s face showed a hint of helplessness. Although he absorbed the white swords, this sword cloud has nothing to do with him!
Just when everyone was puzzled, not far from the two ragged gods, they suddenly exuded two strong momentum, and they had two more swords in their hands!
These two warriors, although they are the gods of the extreme, but after all, the talent belongs to the general characters, and the military of the thirteenth house is not the same language, so the weapons in the hands of the two are also very ordinary, that is, two long swords from the three products, The weapons of the vast majority of the military in the thirteenth house are much more than the weapons of both of them.
They have been here for tens of thousands of years, especially the Chen surnamed, the sword in his hand has experienced tens of thousands of years, the blade is covered with streaks.
People who practice swords often love their swords very much...
Tens of thousands of years of age, even if it is an artifact, it is inevitable that there will be rust. This time, Chen’s military is to polish his sword every once in a while, but under this grinding, there is a crack. It is a broken sword that has been decayed!
But this is a broken sword, but the eyes of everyone have been attracted, they feel the sword of this Chen surnamed, exudes a very powerful momentum!
Then the Chen surnamed the warrior who stabbed a sword toward the boulder...
"God a sword!"
Everyone has been enlightened for so long, this action, this breath is also very familiar, and some people called out on the spot.
"This old guy... at least he will realize 30% of the sword!" one of the palace screams.
These palace owners, by virtue of their own cultivation and talent, are certainly a lot of insights, but the vast majority are only 10% to 20%.
Based on this warrior of the extremes of the gods, can you comprehend 30%?
Some of the palace owners are inevitably somewhat unconvinced. The gods and martial artists like this are far less talented than their talents and cultivation. What kind of spiritual things are more than them?
They didn't even think about it. The old man surnamed Chen sat here for 60,000 years and threw his 60,000-year-old Shouyuan here. He almost used his life to feel the hidden mood in the words of Jian Jian Tian Zun!
After spending so many years of enlightenment, after all, it is not in vain. The comprehension of Chen Xingwu and the Xu surnamed in Jianyun is far more than those of the palace masters, even more than the masters of the setting sun!
"嗖-"
A sharp voice burst out from the top of the sword tip of Chen’s name!
This sword, although only the three-pointed charm of the sword of the sword, is relatively powerful to a terrible degree.
The boulder is directly penetrated by this sword, leaving only a crack like a finger...
After a while, this stone, which is even bigger than the mountain, suddenly collapsed. The entire petrochemical is a slap-sized gravel that continually rolls and collapses from around the boulder.
Seeing this scene, the Chen surnamed Wu’s eyes are wet, and the old tears are slanting...
In fact, after staying here for thousands of years, he already knows that this life is probably hopeless.
Just like most of the warriors who have stayed in the enlightenment, knowing despair, they can only despair, because they have no turning back!
The vast majority of people did not persist, and very few people were driven away because of the expropriation of the Orange Sea. Eventually, the Chen surnamed Wu and the Xu surnamed were left behind. The two were left behind here.
They are not counting on it, just waiting quietly for the five failures of the heavens and the people, waiting for Shouyuan to come to an end, waiting for the day of death, but this day has not waited.
