Chapter 129 The cracked sword force

"Lord, my fighting spirit is less than two levels!"

Under the gloomy sky, a purple-green afterimage and a silver afterimage kept rushing. Suddenly, the silver afterimage paused and said to the purple-green afterimage.

"Give!"

Hearing this, the purple-green afterimage stopped running instantly, stood on the plain, waved his hand and threw a soul stone the size of a fist to the silver afterimage.

"Thank you lord!"

The silver afterimage was not polite. After thanking the purple and blue afterimage, he took the few soul stones thrown by Yan Xiu, and immediately sat down cross-legged to refine the soul stones.

"When will it take for such a delay to reach that city of chaos?"

Yan Xiu, the purple-green afterimage, looked at An Xi in the soul-refining stone indifferently. After the purple-green pupil fire swayed gently, he said with a slight impatience.

As he said that, Yan Xiu couldn't help but turn around and look at the purple-blue pupil fire behind him, with a slight anxiety.

As soon as the anxiety began to rise, Yan Xiu staggered back several steps with a "snap" sound, and then raised the purple-blue skull, and the slightly dim pupil fire showed a hint of incredible color.

"What's going on? A crack appears in the sword force! There is no reason! My understanding of sword technique, let alone condense the sword force, even if it is opened in a remote sword domain, why does my sword force have a crack?"

At this time, Yan Xiu felt a crack in the knife intention that had condensed his energy, and his emotions were almost out of control. He really couldn't understand why his knife posture had cracks without hesitation.

"What should I do? A crack appeared in the sword force, and my strength would definitely drop by three or four levels. In this way, not to mention what would happen if I was found by the "Chili Eagle", even if I encountered the weakest Golden Level existence, it would be enough to kill my life."

Yan Xiu, who had a crack in the knife force, thought a little anxious and uneasy.

However, Yan Xiu's idea just started, and his cracked sword force spread rapidly with a "pop".

"It's cracked again, bastard, can anyone tell me what's going on?"

Feeling the almost cracked sword force, Yan Xiu almost ran away. A pair of purple-green bone hands were holding each other tightly, constantly knocking on each other, and the purple-green skeletons were walking back and forth anxiously.

"The sword is the domineering soldier!"

For some reason, when Yan Xiu suddenly thought of this sentence, he couldn't help but stop his anxious steps. The purple-blue pupil fire burst out in a daze, and the purple-blue bone teeth opened slightly, and he thoughtfully said: "Is that?"

"It seems that I was wrong again, because of my most proud sword technique."

Immediately afterwards, Yan Xiu pondered for a moment, the purple-green skull raised slightly, looking up at the gloomy underworld sky, the purple-green pupil fire showed a hint of inexplicable emotion, and sighed slightly.

Although Yan Xiu is not considered a very smart person, he is definitely not stupid. Instead, he is quite smart. He is keen and easily discovered that the two cracks of his sword force happened when his mind was fluctuating and he lost confidence in himself. Obviously, this is very likely the key.

But if Yan Xiu was depressed, it was not something that he had lost confidence in himself in the near future. But why was there nothing wrong with Yan Xiu's sword force before?

In fact, the reason is very simple. This is because, Yan Xiu, who recently took advantage of his extraordinary understanding of swordsmanship, used his fighting spirit to condense the "sword light".

So what is "Sword Light"? It is a swordsman, the combination of god and power, what is power? In layman's terms, it is power, it can be fighting spirit or internal force, and god is more complicated. It is a manifestation of understanding of sword techniques and a combination of sword spirit and perseverance. Therefore, the sword light is extremely sharp and invincible.

But the sword light has a weakness that is not a weakness. In addition to bringing the sword light to the sharp increase in combat power, it is also a kind of shape for the sword light "god" and "power". In this way, the sword light's spirit must condense the sword light with him at that time to exert the maximum power of the sword light. Otherwise, the lightest thing is to greatly reduce the power of the sword light.

But when we, a classmate Yan Xiu, who has always been afraid of death, was a man who was fiercely aroused when he gathered his sword light. He wanted to say that it was Yan Xiu, but he was really a man who gave a thumbs up to others. He was like a man who looked at death and was like a home. Compared with Yan Xiu, that was a complete cloud.

However, Yan Xiu, the man at that time, was very sad to get the current sword posture.

"It seems that no matter what, this problem of looking back will definitely be corrected."

Yan Xiu, who wanted to get through the joints, pondered for a while, the purple-green pupil fire burst into helplessness, and said suddenly.

"Master! What's wrong with you?"

At this moment, An Xi finally completely refined the soul stones that Yan Xiu threw to him. He stood up from the ground and turned to look at Yan Xiu, but was shocked to find that Yan Xiu was extremely weak at this time.

"Nothing! Let's go!"

Seeing An Xi wake up, Yan Xiu didn't want to stay here for more time. He waved his hand to deal with An Xi's concern. After stepping on his purple-blue bone feet, they turned into a purple-blue afterimage and rushed to the city of chaos again.

Seeing this, An Yue stretched out his silver-white bone hand and scratched his bare skull. He didn't dare to wait, and turned into a silver afterimage, and disappeared in an instant.

"Mingli! You old pervert, do you really dare to seal me? Why don't you unlock it for me? Otherwise, my ancestors would never let you go!"

After the mysterious pattern hit him, "Chili Eagle" instantly felt a mysterious force appearing in his body, completely cutting off his connection with his 99% of the energy. This made the "Chili Eagle"'s red gem-like eyes look a little scared, and he hurriedly used all the methods he could to crack it, but in the end he could only curse at Ming Li Bo.

"I said that since you have your life still, the old guys in your family will never come out to cause trouble for me, because they are enemies of you and me - not worth it!"

Mingli sneered at the threat of the "Chili Eagle".

"Then if you have the guts, kill me! Kill..."

The "Chili Eagle" was stunned at first, and then continued to play with her splash.

"You beast, do you really think no one dares to kill you?"

Suddenly, a slight aura of a slight voice came, interrupting the "Chili Eagle"'s splashing trick.

"Who is it? Come out for me!"

"Chili Ying" was shocked when she heard this, and her red body couldn't help but tremble. Then, she remembered that this was in the realm of his family. No one dared to touch him, and immediately showed off his might.

"This 'Chili Eagle' tribe is really worse than the next generation. Even this kind of idiot has been raised."

With a slightly older sound, a figure in a gray robe suddenly appeared next to the mysterious seclusion.

"Chili Ying" refused to agree when he heard this. His red eyes were as angry as a gem. He opened his mouth and wanted to whisper, but suddenly he felt a cold gaze sweeping over him. His gaze was cold and plain, but like a bottle of cold water, pouring it into a heart-warming heart. He could not say a word.

"Old guy, you are getting back and forth as you live. Why are you playing with such a beast who hasn't grown all the hair?"

The man in gray robe who suddenly appeared beside Mingli, turned his head slightly and said lightly to Mingli.

"I'm bored, but you don't guard your old nest, why are you here to come to me?"

Mingli turned his head and looked at the man in gray robe who suddenly appeared. After looking up and down for a while, he asked in confusion.
Chapter completed!