Spirit Sword Sovereign

“How? Also care about the day?” Chu Xingyun did not turn around and asked directly.

One hundred miles of madness was a glimpse first, then nodded and replied: “On that day, I fell into the hands of Lin Jingxuan and others. I was so stigmatized and lost my life. How serious is this matter, I will forget it?”

“However, you don’t have to worry, I only have the heart of revenge for the day, and I will definitely return to peak in the shortest time and raise the strength of own. I will definitely repay this hatred!”

Speaking of this, the path of the wilderness of the hundred miles floated a path of cold, singular qi with rapt attention, along the sky, extremely fierce, as if has completely put the matter down, changed back to the arrogant monstruous Talent genius.

However, Chu Xingyun’s frowning brows did not stretch out.

I saw him gazing at the madness of the hundred miles, deep in one’s heart, a slight sigh.

Chu Xingyun’s eyes are like a torch. He can see that the words of Baili’s madness have just been pretend to be stubborn.

On that day, the hundred miles of madness brought in enemies, and the voice rushed to the sky, vowing to Lin Biaoxuan and others smashed under the sword, but the final result, he was defeated by Lin Jingxuan.

Although the smashing sword of the hundred miles is very strong, the blade glow is broken first, and the soul of the sword is destroyed. If Lin Jingxuan owns Luo Shengyu, he can even take Lin Jingxuan’s life, but there is no denying that his sword is indeed It was indeed blocked.

The old saying cloud, in a spurt of energy, then decay, exhausted.

After the sword of shattered is blocked, the momentum of the madness of the hundred miles has already begun to decline. Even without the supreme talent and Rosen’s make a move, the madness will still be defeated and lost to Lin Jingxuan.

This point, the hundred miles of madness is very clear, and it is from that moment that his sword heart has been cracked.

Swordsman, arrogant.

The hundred miles of madness lost to Lin Jingxuan, even the strongest sword, have been resisted, defeated very thoroughly, and after the defeat, he did not die, but was endless humiliation, sword destroyed, Linghai crack, face Keep the knife marks, like the dog of the family, and be exiled in the wild.

For a Sword Cultivator, these attacks are too cruel and can almost destroy all his will.

This is why, supreme talent did not destroy the spiritual sea of ​​the wild, just kick it apart. What he wanted was to let the madness live and, as a loser, leave the ancient world and accept Everyone’s eyes.

Because in his eyes, the hundred miles are mad, although living, it has fallen, no threat!

“The injury on the body, relying on many spiral pills and marvelous medicines, can be completely cured in a short time, but the psychological blow is hard to erase, even the aloof and remote Martial Emperor, facing such humiliation, deep In one’s heart will have Shadow, turned into a path of Heart Demon, affecting the cultivate mood, even more how, now the hundred miles of madness, but a young man…”

Chu Xingyun looked at the madness of the hundred miles, and the color of emotion was even stronger.

This single days, when he helped the hundred miles of healing, he could clearly feel the madness of the hundred miles, although the latter had full power to overcome, full power adjustment, but still can not completely forget.

“Frenzy.” Chu Xingyun stopped his thoughts and screamed, letting Baili madness come back from the hustle and bustle.

Hey!

A touch of resplendend flashed white, but see Chu Xingyun open the right palm, took the residual light out, the sparkling and crystal-clear like jade’s sword body, slowly flowing peak sword light, open in all directions, like To glory with Haoyue.

“Hold it.” Chu Xingyun handed the afterglow to the front of the hundred miles of madness, and the words he said suddenly made him stunned. He didn’t know what Chu Xingyun meant.

Doubt is doubtful, but there is no hesitation in the wild, but the right hand has taken over the residual light and held it tightly.

In an instant, the sound of the water huā lā lā sounded, and the sensation of the eternal life seemed to fall into the melodious history of the Long River. The light shadow changed, Mind was immersed, and immediately saw an ancient Sword with a peak sword light. Standing in front of him.

That ancient Sword, sword light, if the star, the momentum of the sky, even if it is just a scene of light shadow, the Mind is so shocked by the madness of Mind, the mind is even more unfamiliar.

“This sword, like the legendary Ancient Sword recorded in the ancient book, is so similar, and the region where it is located seems to be where Wan Jiange is located…” Bai Li was full of surprise and looked at Chu Xingyun, the sound was even louder. It is full of horror.

He absolutely did not expect, the legendary Ancient Sword, not fiction, at this moment, he is watching a piece of history, a legend.

“Converging Mind, watching it quietly, this history is very long.” Chu Xingyun’s voice was calm, and the singer was stunned, then he focused on it and re-infused Mind in that history.

Upon seeing it, Chu Xingyun smiled and stood up and left the place quietly.

The sun rises and the sunset, the time goes by, the time in the ancient world secrets, the fast, the blink of an eye has passed two days, for the madness immersed in the historical light shadow, the time is faster, if you spend the millennium Years.

At this moment, he is still standing on the cliff.

The blazing sun gradually fell, and the sunset glowed on him, scattering a faint golden light. His eyes flashed with rays of light, sometimes faint, sometimes resplendent, and seemed to understand the many.

Slamming!

History finally arrived at the end, the light shadow dissipated, and the sense of madness gradually recovered. He glanced down at his low eyebrows, but saw Chu Xingyun sitting beside him, his mouth faintly glaring, staring he.

“How do you feel?” Chu Xingyun asked out loud.

“Ancient Sword was cut off by the word tip, like a remnant, sorrow for a thousand years. Finally, it suddenly awakened, broke and stood up, and eventually became the sword of the residual light, with a torn sword and rekindled fighting spirit, enough to make people pay respect. “Berry madly looked at Chu Xingyun and smiled. He continued: “The sword can do this, people can do the same, Luo Yun, many thanks you.”

“You don’t have to thank me.”

Chu Xingyun got up and patted the clothes on his body. He said: “I want you to observe this history. It is not to let you forget the shame and reinvigorate your fighting spirit. On the contrary, what I really want is to keep you in shame. “”

“The residual light has been reborn, but it still has no word tip. For it, the word tip is its shame. All this has become history, can not be erased, and can not be forgotten, only to face this shame, Only then can be reborn.”

Chu Xingyun’s words, one word and one sentence, seem to have a special kind of magic, deeply imprinted into the wild mind of the hundred miles, seems to open a shackle, let him think clearly.

“I understand.” Baili madly laughed, his face suddenly and positively, his body filled with a long sword glow, fierce and deep, compared to the original, actually a sense of restraint.

He was relieved of the vomiting, and his palm slowly extended, ready to return the afterglow to Chu Xingyun.

However, Chu Xingyun shook his head again, and his mouth contained with a smile: “Because of my sake, your sword has been destroyed. If you don’t mind, this residual light, I will give it to you.”