Vol 5 Chapter 38: : Eternal Reincarnation

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On the island that was torn by the knife light, countless people looked up at the sky.

Di Que's voice echoed in the air.

"This knife ... is called Chiaki."

For decades, the dark world has not seen the ages, the eternity, and the calamity.

But everyone at Jiang knows what this knife means.

Jiang's patriarch Jiang Tong stood near the collapsed pavilion the same night.

The surrounding woods have been completely chopped by the sword.

The gloomy sky descended, and the figure of Emperor Que continued to vacate and became higher and higher.

He flew out of the bottom of the lake, as if fused with the gloomy sky.

The separated Canglan Lake descended tumultuously, and large waves of water constantly collided and surging.

Li Tianlan stood on the lake, watching the rising Emperor Que, watching the rising blade.

On the same night, Jiang knelt down near the gazebo and scratched his head heavily.

At the back, Jiang Tonghui, who is responsible for protecting important family members, also knelt down.

All the important figures of Jiang's kneel down one by one, and they knelt into a piece.

Jiang's guards also knelt down in all corners of the island.

Only Jiang Tongye's voice sounded after the Emperor's absence. It was deep and powerful, with extremely depressing power, pierced the clouds: "Give me the ancestor."

...

Everyone on the island heard Jiang Tongye's voice.

Inside Jiang's, some young people could not help crying.

The old man who has protected his family for more than half a century, although he is not surnamed Jiang, the old man who did not have the blood of the Jiang family but made everyone willing to call him an old ancestor, the one who sat in the gazebo all day long The old man, the old man who never interfered in Jiang's internal affairs, had no stand on anyone, and laughed all day long.

The heavenly sword of the famous dark world.

It's finally time to go.

Behind the Jiang family, the summer solstice raised his head slightly and remained silent.

Huangfu Qiushui stood beside him, took her hand, and said carefully: "Teacher, is the old man dead?"

"It wasn't necessary to die, but the old man's body couldn't support it."

The summer solstice touched Huangfu Qiushui's head and drowned in his voice.

"Like the three must-have swords in the twenty-fourth Li's sword, there are also swords that belong to the sword, or sky knives."

The summer solstice smiled: "Eternity, Qianqiu, Dajie, for hundreds of years, these three styles are the best sword in the sword, the gravity of the ancient times is extremely powerful, and Dajie is the most overbearing, Qianqi is the most balanced, It is a combination of power and speed. Each of these three types of swords is a real sky knife. "

Huangfu Qiushui's mouth moved, and he whispered, "I've seen these three swords."

"Yes."

The summer solstice whispered softly: "Three must-knifes, this is Wang's knife, but it was really carried forward in Jiang's hands."

Everyone knows that the North Sea King had a true arrogance hundreds of years ago.

In other words, the true Tianjiao created the Beihai Wangshi.

But hundreds of years have passed, and few people know that Tianjiao had a younger brother.

It is like the relationship between Wang Tianzong and Wang Xiaoyao.

Biological brother.

The ancestor's brother used a knife.

Eternal, everlasting, great calamity.

San Jue Dao is the painstaking effort of his life. At that time, he has always been hidden in the glorious light of Tianjiao. It was an era when the ancestors of the North Sea King and the Lin ancestors represented the true peak of combat power. Hidden under the light of those two.

Until he accepted an apprentice.

The knife belonging to the North Sea gradually emitted a light that could not be ignored.

And his apprentice is now the ancestor of the Jiang family.

The summer solstice's eyes were a little stingy.

At this moment she looked at the sword light in the air, but thought of the sword and knife of Beihai Wangshi hundreds of years ago.

That sky knife was always hidden under the sword's edging, willingly, without regrets.

And this era ...

Beihai Wangshi also has Tianjiao.

Beihai Wangshi also has two brothers.

It is also a sword and a sword.

But this is not hundreds of years ago.

Now that the sword has broken through the invincible realm, it seems that it is unwilling to be concealed by the sharp edge, and is doing its best to **** the style that belongs to the sword.

She thought about the rift that was growing inside the North Sea, and suddenly felt sad.

Huang Fu Qiushui was also sad.

In the dazzling light that finally became dazzling, she saw the last glory belonging to the warrior, but more, it was lonely.

Each of Beihai Wang ’s knives has the momentum of never vowing to die. Any one of the three absolute knives is almost burning his life and potential. The peak emperor lacking a knife may hurt but not die, but it is nearly 100 years old Under the stab of an old man, I am afraid it will be the end of the body.

She was sad, but she also had some uneasy worries.

So she hesitated for a long time before biting the corner of her red lips, whispering: "Teacher ... he ... Li Tianlan ... will he die?"

The summer solstice glanced at her.

Her eyes were meaningful.

Huangfu Qiushui blushed, pretending to look at the sky seriously.

But the teacher's words fell into her ears clearly, making her face pale.

"If the Thirteenth Floor is complete, he will not die."

She slowly said: "But in this case, unless the old man is merciful, or if he is integrated with his current combat strength, I don't see that he can survive."

Her voice paused: "Maybe I can barely live, but I'm doomed to ruin the foundation, and I'm hopeless for life."

She laughed, she laughed so much

Miscellaneous: "Rebuild it. This is Li's fate. The old man changed his life to another Tianjiao ... Li Tianlan cannot feel wronged."

"But ... but I think he can survive. His Kendo is perfect."

Huang Fu Qiushui whispered.

"wrong."

The summer solstice calmly said, "He is perfect in swordsmanship. But Kendo ... where is his realm, how can he be perfect?"

She looked at the sky and said nothing.

This is the best result anyway.

Whether Li Tianlan falls or is completely abolished is a good thing.

The emperor is lacking.

The courageous and fearless Jiang has not lost any face.

The Emperor is destined to fall.

But he did not lose to Li Tianlan.

With this sword, he just lost to time and years.

That's it.

She looked at Li Tianlan with regret.

...

Di Que also looked at Li Tianlan.

His eyes were also regretful.

Dao Guang entangled his body little by little, and the momentum was not as violent and violent, but rather insignificant, erratic and strange.

"I can't take this knife."

The blade of his implanted arms trembled slightly, and his pale face seemed to turn rosy.

The almost violent breath kept rising on him, seemingly endless.

Emperor Que looked at Li Tianlan: "His Royal Highness, you have to retreat now, it is too late."

"I can't retreat."

Li Tianlan looked at Emperor Que and remained silent for a long time before he said quietly.

His body slowly moved forward.

Just one step.

Countless blood spewed directly from his body.

Li Tianlan's face became paler and his frowns tightened.

At this moment, there is no sword in the sky.

But the whole world has become an extremely sharp blade.

The edge of the blade shrouded every key point of Li Tianlan. He could not attack, or even move.

He stood on the blade of heaven and earth, and the only thing he could do was wait for the imperial sword light to fall.

Li Tianlan became more silent.

He stood on the lake, looking at Emperor's sword.

This is Di Qiu's sword at the cost of life. Li Tianlan has no doubt that the instantaneous power of this knife can definitely make Di Qiu back to the true peak, even surpassing his peak.

Can it be blocked?

Li Tianlan was unclear.

He had a very reluctant answer in his heart, barely, and extremely vague.

He doesn't know the end result of this answer yet.

But he knew very well that he stood on the land of the North Sea, and there would be no retreat every minute and every second.

Either go forward.

Either die!

Li Tianlan raised the Xuanyuan Sword a little bit in the silent blade of heaven and earth.

In the process of raising his arm, countless blood bloomed.

But his eyes were extremely calm, even dead.

Emperor Que was a little moved, but did not speak.

Xuanyuan Jian's sword pointed at the emperor distantly, and the huge heartbeat sounded quickly. Li Tianlan's voice was calm: "Please."

Di Que sighed and looked at the world of the Quartet.

It was the half-life of the Canglan River and Canglan Lake.

The vast North Sea is turbulent.

He glanced for the last time, his love and attachment.

His two knives crossed without hesitation. After a distance of thousands of kilometers, his two knives split directly.

The world is silent.

The roaring wind, messy and rushing water.

All sounds disappeared completely.

In the completely silent real world, only the radiant blade of light flew over with a dazzling arc of light.

That flashing arc tore the world, locked Li Tianlan with the strongest strength and fastest speed.

Rotating.

Flying shot.

Zooming out.

The thousands of kilometers of knife light have shrunk countless times in an instant.

This knife is aloof.

This sword has never caused any damage to heaven and earth.

All the power and all the killings were gathered on Li Tianlan, without any waste.

Li Tianlan finally saw the real Chiaki.

Real sky knife.

The knife light that seemed to transcend everything was constantly spinning, with a clear taste of death.

The thirteen-floor building without two swords couldn't stop the sword.

He couldn't stop the knife.

Death is close at hand.

Li Tianlan's brain was clear.

In an instant, he seemed to forget everything.

He forgot the camp where he survived.

Forgotten sword twenty-four from childhood to overhaul.

Forget the invincible articles.

Forget the shadow word decision.

Forgot Wang Xiaoyao traded his Emperor Daojian.

I also forgot the note that was given to him by the reincarnation palace in Eastern Europe and recorded all the martial arts experiences of Tianjiao.

He abandoned the thirteenth floor.

The eleven swords overlapped quickly in his hands and turned into Xuan Yuanfeng.

The moment Xuanyuan Feng formed, he was crushed by the invisible pressure radiated by Dao Guang.

Eleven swords fluttered chaotically around Li Tianlan, not even forming a sword array.

That knife light approached Li Tianlan with unparalleled speed.

There was a vast white in front of Li Tianlan.

It's cold and dead

Ground.

The mountains and the mountains are all snow and ice.

What he thought of was his three-year hike.

Every exploration, every reflection, every success, every reflection in those three years.

Long distance.

Step-by-step footprints kept playing back in his mind.

Daoguang rushed through the distance of thousands of kilometers, close to Li Tianlan, smirking with death.

Li Tianlan held out his hand at will.

The sword was immense, and it went straight into the sky.

Countless sword lights burst out hysterically in an incredible way in an instant.

Cutting the sky.

Bust.

Split-empty.

Sea breaking style.

This is his own Kendo.

Sword gas layer after layer.

His sword light is constantly changing, like reincarnation.

The sword light of the twenty-four sword keeps flying.

The power that belongs to the immortal seal is surging in Jianguang.

Endless.

Suddenly, Li Tianlan became kendo.

The all-encompassing kendo.

Countless rays of light formed in the moment of the endless burst of nine air.

That's Jianshan of Shushan.

Nirvana Sword Intent, Phantom Sword Intent, Too Sword Intent, Yin Yang Sword Intent.

That is Yao Guang's Jianguang.

Out of the sky flying fairy, Wandao Wushuang, broken sky Baihong.

That's the realm of Sigh City.

The world is useless.

It is the Jiuyou Jedi of Kunlun City.

Emperor Tao sword of the North Sea King.

It is the Swift Wind Sword of Swift Wind Sword.

Countless sword lights.

Is everything.

It is also the simplest sword.

Dozens of hundreds of swords came together in a mess.

Li Tianlan himself didn't know what kind of sword it was.

But this is his strongest form.

What he learned throughout his life.

It's all he has.

Emperor Que's knife light is subtle and light.

All around Li Tianlan was light.

Colorful, there are day and night.

Day and night.

Li Tianlan held Xuan Yuanfeng's hilt.

Like some kind of reincarnation, and some kind of continuation.

Suddenly, the eleven swords surrounding Li Tianlan bloomed with glorious glory.

Jinghong, Bise, Yinyue, Heartbreaker, Donghuang, Shadow, Verdict, Twilight, End of the World, Nether

Ten delicate little swords vibrated at the same time.

Li Tianlan Xuanyuan sword.

He seemed to want to strike forward.

But the feeling in the midnight made him release his palm.

Day and night in the silent world, one after another Li Tianlan kept appearing.

Every Li Tianlan is perfectly integrated with a small sword.

Li Tianlan stood in place, and released his palm.

Ten swords.

Ten shadows.

Xuanyuan Sword.

Everything flew out of Li Tianlan's hands.

The gloomy sky ushered in the eternal night.

Long night.

Xuan Yuanjian with everything constantly reorganized, turned into Xuan Yuanfeng.

Xuanyuan Feng cut through the sky, like a shooting star.

At the back of the island, the body of the summer solstice shook. She looked at the sword light, and her eyes were incredible.

This may be a scene that countless people in the dark world are very familiar with.

Meteor-like swords shine with sword light.

Like a moment.

Like eternity.

Dreamlike.

Instant reincarnation.

The knife light enough to tear was instantly broken in front of Xuanyuan Feng.

At the moment when the blade of light was broken, Xuan Yuanfeng ’s huge sword body had leapt over a distance of thousands of kilometers, and immediately penetrated Di Que ’s chest!

Blood spattered wildly.

One is really too fast.

Fast as illusion.

Di Que lowered his head and looked at Jian Feng, who was stuck in his chest, eyes widened.

Li Tianlan appeared beside Di Que, holding the hilt of his sword.

There was no joy of victory on his face.

There was no peace at all.

At this moment, Li Tianlan, in his eyes, all his face was blank.

"This ... this is ..."

Di Que's voice was extremely difficult.

Li Tianlan laughed.

His smile was a little crazy, a little self-deprecating, with a little inexplicability and confusion.