MTL - World of Cultivation-~ The hundredth section

The hundredth section is bloody

At the moment when Zuo Mo got up, Chang’s brother opened his eyes and stood up.

"I am always Heng." Chang Heng simply introduced, looks like a regular friend.

"I am Zuo Mo." Zuo Mo answered with some caution. I don't know why. It seems that there is no sharp frontality that makes him feel pressure, the kind of pressure that only feels in Wei Sheng's brother. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he carefully looked at each other. Some of the white-green trousers were washed on the body, and they were unusually eye-catching among the Lingxian disciples of the gorgeous silk. The round face is short hair, the hair is like a wire, and the root is upright.

"You made me very surprised." Chang Heng continued: "I heard that your brother Wei Sheng comprehended the sword, I did not expect that you also realized the sword."

The surrounding area suddenly sounded awkward!

They may not have enough eyesight to see the details of Zuo Mo, but whoever knows what the sword means is, everyone knows. The face of Lin Yuan and others suddenly relaxed a lot. If you don't say anything, losing in the hands of a genius who understands the sword, it is not a shameful thing. Even Wang’s brother who fell down can not help but shake his head and smile. If he knew that Zuo Mo had learned the sword, he would never play.

Everyone looked at Zuo Mo’s eyes immediately and completely differently, full of awe and respect, and of course inevitably mixed with envy.

Zuo Mo shook his head: "I am far worse than my brother." He was quite surprised in his heart. He often saw his own bottom and his strength was absolutely weak.

"You don't have to be too self-effacing." Chang Heng casually waved his hand: "We will go to see him after Wei Sheng."

Seeing the other side so casually said that Wei Sheng brother, Zuo Mo Xinzhong is not upset, coldly said: "Let's compare this before."

Chang Heng shook his head: "You are not my opponent."

"I don't know how to know?" Zuo Mo did not accept the air.

"I am condensing the veins soon." The words of the constant and horizontal fluttering of the words suddenly left the left to be speechless. He had to admit that the other party was right. The repairs between the two sides were too different. He cultivated for a rapid increase. Now it is only the fourth floor of the building, and the other side is the tenth floor of the building.

Although he had previously defeated the founder of the foundation period during the refining period, he was quite clear that half of the reasons were attributed to the other side.

But Chang Heng, left Mo could not help but look up, the other party's temperament, and the ubiquitous pressure, make him convinced that the other party is strong. Zuo Mo’s combat experience is already quite rich. What kind of people can provoke, what kind of people can’t provoke, and he is not stupid.

"I admit defeat! Which one do you pick?" Zuo Mo reacted very fast, bachelor. He had come for a fortune, and now he has earned a lot of money. Even if he concedes defeat, he has won four games and won three magic weapons. He is satisfied with such a rich harvest.

Chang Hengyi is not a level with himself. There is definitely no chance of winning. It is better to admit defeat. If you are injured in the other hand, it will be even worse. If you are good, you will receive it. As a businessman, it is a must-have vision.

Chang Heng stared at Zuo Mo for a long while, and suddenly smiled: "You are a smart person."

"Knowing the time." Zuo Mo Gong, I can't wait to leave immediately. The more he stayed for a long time, the more he felt that the usual man in front of his life was in danger: "A regular brother can pick one at will, and the younger brother must have his hands on it."

Chang Heng was unmoved, his eyes turned to the distance, indifferent: "If you can take me a trick, take things with you. If you can't pick it up, leave everything behind."

Zuo Mo’s heart is suddenly in the middle of his heart. It’s easy to say that he is always relaxed. The more he is uneasy in his heart: “Chang brother, younger brother...”

"The place where I stand, keep my rules." Chang Heng did not take back his gaze.

The surrounding birds were silent, and even the air seemed to suddenly become devastated. Everyone could not help but hold their breath. Everyone knows that the most exciting place today is coming. The Lingying disciples, all excited and inexplicable, the domineering performance of the Chang Heng brothers, completely conquered them. Even Tao Taoer, that pair of peach eyes are not willing to move away from Chang Heng’s brother for a moment.

So far, Chang Heng has not shown any strength, no action, but he is like the owner of this land, so of course, so unquestionable.

Zuo Mo took a deep breath and realized that this battle was inevitable.

The request made by the other party is not excessive. As long as he blocks his move, Zuo Mo is equivalent to winning. If it is not to fight, then today's victory is equivalent to burning out in an instant. The other party has enough reason to surround himself. The usual use is the trick that Zuo Mo used before, put himself in an unfavorable position, and then forced the other party to agree to follow his own route.

It feels so bad! Zuo Mo shook his head and wanted to leave these distractions behind.

Today's battle, all bet on this move!

However, even the repairers of the congestive period did not dare to fight the ticket and said that they would be able to solve themselves. Since you can't hide, come on!

Before and after thinking clearly, adjust the atmosphere of the left Moola open frame, Shen Sheng: "As the brothers wish!"

"Yes, I like it." Chang Heng nodded and nodded.

Then he untied the clothes, revealing the upper body of the fine red, the middle of the collarbone, and there was a copper ring.

What is this?

The onlookers were all confused and confused. They all whispered and whispered. The Lingying disciples are the opposite. They are all excited, stretch their necks, open their eyes, and stare at the brothers of Chang Heng, as if something exciting is about to happen.

Zuo Mo also had some doubts, but he kept his mind and did not dare to relax.

Normally close the eyes, the right hand touches the copper ring between the clavicle. Then he did an action that surprised all the **** - he slowly pulled the copper ring up!

Nourish!

Under the copper ring, connected with a blood red blade, it was slowly pulled out from the chest and flesh.

There was no painful expression on Chang Heng’s face. On the contrary, he showed a few gentle and intoxicating expressions.

Zuo Mo was scared by the **** picture in front of him, and his body was straight and vertical. Not only is it left, in fact, almost everyone around them have a look of fear, and some courage is small, and they have already rushed to the side.

"Too... brutal..." Yan Mingzi twitched with excitement.

When the blood-red sword was completely pulled out of the normal body, the fear went deep into everyone's bone marrow. This is a very, very strange sword. The sword is not long. It is only about one and a half feet long. The **** are wide, the whole body is red, and there is no sword and hilt. The **** red blade is directly connected to the copper ring. The copper ring can just be used. Nested into the finger.

The strange thing is that there is no wound on the body, and the clavicle is smooth and seamless.

The picture in front of me is just a man carrying a little weird red flying sword. However, anyone who saw the scene just now must not forget this scene, such a scene full of demon and blood.

Chang Heng opened his eyes and his face was as usual. Even the voice and the previous one did not change a bit: "This ring sword is called "Blood Spider"."

Zuo Mo scalp was blown up. If the enemy was on the verge, the hands holding the sword could not help but sweat.

If it is said that the usual tyrannical pressure is only a faint but ubiquitous pressure, the "Blood Spider" sword is always in the hand, but the pressure brought to him is like a **** sea, he has nowhere to escape! Sudden changes in pressure, people with a weak mind may collapse in an instant. There is an illusion on the left, everything in front of me seems to have gradually become a layer of blood red.

Zuo Mo subconsciously tightened the dripping sword in his hand. The sword suddenly came with a quiet and soft water. Although it was extremely light, at this time, the tension in his heart was greatly relieved.

No! If you go on like this, you don’t have to fight and lose!

Zuo Mo closed his eyes, sighed at the breath, and secretly transported the "Spirit of the Sun". Physical strength works, and the knowledge of life begins to grow from the beginning.

Unconsciously, the fear in Zuo Mo’s heart was greatly weakened, and his restless heart gradually calmed down.

I don't know when, there was a blood line in the eyes of Chang Heng, and he looked at it with appreciation. But this look fell in the eyes of other people, but it was a chill out of the bottom of his heart, like a ferocious blood spider staring coldly at his prey.

He gently shook his fingers, and the "Blood Spider Sword" on his finger swung quickly, bringing a round of blood red light.

"Blood Spider Sword" turned faster and faster, it made a squeaking light, and gradually, the snoring became a cold and insane snoring. An overwhelming and violent atmosphere, with a constant cross-centered, squatting!

At this time, the close onlookers turned pale and wanted to turn around and fled, but found that their feet were soft. Plopping, they fell to the ground.

Only one person wearing a black crepe was standing still and motionless. His clothes hunted, and the veil of the fight was not moving, and a pair of narrow and narrow eyes were visible.

Zuo Mo only felt that he was in a **** sea. The huge blood waves rolled and roared, crashing into the sky, covering the sky, and he was like a boat. It was very small and erratic, and could be swallowed up by these huge waves at any time.

Suddenly, a **** wave was raised in front of him, turning into a **** beast that was extremely ugly, Zhang Da’s **** mouth, roaring and rushing toward him.

Holding the dripping sword, closing his eyes and holding the breath of the left Mo, all the spiritual power has been unknowingly poured into the drip sword in the hand, the dripping sword is like a small river, the water ripples, changing.

Seeing that the big **** mouth is going to swallow him, he raises the little river in his hand a little bit!

The small river on which the dripping sword changes into a violent change, the water rises into a faint flame, and the amazing chill is radiated. The short river is also like a wave of waves. If you can see it, he will find that the dripping sword is now exactly the same as the sword river in his knowledge of the sea!

A blossoming water-shaped flame, when it is swallowed, will always produce countless pieces of fine swords such as ice crystals. The tidal fluctuations are intensifying, the water-shaped flames are burning, and the cold is getting stronger!

Zuo Mo’s hand is like holding a faint faint flame, the whole body clothes are broken, roaring, exhausted all the strength, from the bottom up, go!

The first time after the integration of the sword meaning - "Water from the sky"!