All of a sudden, the
world fell silent.
A little blood blossomed,
mixed with the hissing sound of someone's throat being cut. It was
clearly audible in the impassioned song!
Hurry up!
So fast!
Even the camera couldn't keep up with Ling Donglai's pace.
Suddenly, he pulled out the three-foot-long sword in his hand that was as clear as autumn water.
With a graceful momentum, he pointed in the air.
Every time the sword came down,
Yin Yin Mei's blood would bloom under the sword. Only then did
the men in black react.
They were filled with killing intent and looked for the opportunity to attack.
Facing them, Ling Donglai suddenly killed them first.
His eyes were about to split open. Countless ghostly figures rushed up and
leaped down from the sky. The cold blade of the sword was filled with killing intent.
It swore to kill this child under the sword and cut him into pieces!
However, he saw
a cold light like a stream of light rising.
The Immemorial Infinite Sword was like a flowing cloud, but also like a crescent moon. A bright sword light slashed the wolves into souls under the sword. The
sword was beautiful, and the green blade was cold.
When the killing tune was at its peak,
the array was in front of them, and the killing intent that filled the sky penetrated the bamboo forest!
What made Donglai's swordsmanship different from Dugu Qiubai's viciousness and the Hejian heroes
was
that his swordsmanship was ingenious but not skillful. The sword light was ancient and unsophisticated
, and it seemed to be invisible. It was as awe-inspiring as the Heavenly Dao, merciless and selfless. He
slashed seventy-one times in a row, and
each move was bloody!
Like an antelope hanging its horn, it was as natural as nature, not limited to muddy water!
It seemed to be even more terrifying than Dugu Qiubai's sword art, cold and unpredictable!
........
Immense passion,
saber light, sword shadow,
the killing song was in its heyday!
The fallen leaves in the bamboo forest swayed along with the wind, and
the sword flowers were gentle, like a dragon emerging from the deep abyss of a green river!
With one sword, he
killed all the heroes in the world!
In the picture, Ling Donglai
had killed all the enemies in the world with the strength of a young man!
These Heaven-ranked assassins, who had caused countless people's expressions to change, were as weak as infants under Ling Donglai's sword,
unable to fight back at all!
Everyone in the world is terrified!
[Pfft!] It was simply heaven-defying!
[Ling Donglai's swordsmanship is definitely not inferior to that of Senior Sword Demon!]
[It's shocking!]
Why did he look like this?
[Could it be that he has cultivated some evil technique, or is he like Senior Xiaoyao Zi, eternal youth and immortality?]
[Shh!] Silence! He believed that the mystery would be revealed soon!
..........
The killing tune gradually stopped.
Everyone looked over and
saw that this ridiculous battle was about to come to an end!
Ling Donglai
waved his three-foot-long green sword
like a dragon.
In the bamboo forest, sword shadows crisscrossed, soaked in the blood of the plum blossoms. It was as beautiful as a painting!
What was even rarer was that
every black-robed man who died under his sword had his throat slit. There was only the sound of blood splattering. There was not a single scream, and
they died extremely peacefully…
In the picture,
the sword was shining brightly, and the dragon was flying out.
With the sword in the cold palace, it broke the osmanthus and climbed the clouds.
With a wave of killing, there were only a few people left standing in the bamboo forest. The remaining were all extremely hard bones that were extremely difficult to chew on. They moved
freely, and their murderous aura was oppressive.
These people were walking in strange steps,
as if they had become one,
extremely difficult to deal with!
Even the peerless genius Ling Donglai could not do anything to them for a while.
He held his sword and drifted away from these people,
as if he was a graceful swan
.
Suddenly,
he let out a gentle laugh, and his
voice echoed through the bamboo forest!
Everyone listened carefully.
The young man's childish laughter was like a mountain stream, crisp
and pleasant to the ears
. Why was this a child's voice?
Could it be that Ling Donglai was really as old as he appeared to be?
Just a child?
：......
[How is that possible?] Even if he had practiced swordsmanship in his mother's womb, it was impossible for his swordsmanship to reach perfection at this age, right?
[How is it impossible?]
[Have you ever heard of the Third Young Master of the Divine Sword Mountain Manor?]
He learned the sword at the age of five, comprehended the sword at the age of six, and defeated the Wandering Dragon Swordsman at the age of ten. He was a peerless genius!
[Brother, look at Ling Donglai's performance. He's so much better than Xie Xiaofeng when he was ten years old. There's no comparison at all!]
Everyone was arguing!
Most people did not believe that Ling Donglai was just a child!
No matter what they say,
it's useless.
The scene is still playing. Gradually, the martial song slowly stops. Everyone looks over
.
Ling Donglai was dressed in a light green robe.
His three-foot-long sword was not stained with any blood, and his
robe was still the same.
At this moment, the youth's smile was as brilliant as the stars in the sky, and it was also like the warm waters of the Li River,
making people feel like they were bathing in the spring breeze. The expressions of
the many black-robed men in front of him changed slightly.
At this moment, they were already like arrows on the bow that had to be fired. This youth's sword technique was simply shocking. He had almost killed everyone.
If it weren't for the fact that the cultivation technique they cultivated had a joint attack technique that allowed them
to block an army of a thousand with seven people surrounding them
, they definitely wouldn't have been able to hold on until now.
Even so,
they looked at Ling Donglai's thin and small body as if they had seen a ghost!
Clenching his teeth, he lowered his pace and roared in his heart.
Under the guidance of Ling Donglai's long sword, there
was a slight gap in his perfectly round Qi movement!
Suddenly,
the world changed colors!
The flying sand and stones made people's sight dull!
A flash of light shot out from Ling Donglai's hand!
Before he arrived,
the sword light arrived first!
It pierced through the chest of the leader and nailed him to the green bamboo!
After that,
Ling Donglai
moved like a wild goose. The breeze carried him, and
his feathers did not touch the dust. He
took out his long sword and waved it like a flying immortal
.
With one sword, all
the enemies were beheaded.
At this point, the killing intent in the bamboo forest dimmed, the martial song gradually stopped, and
the clear and melodious sound reverberated three feet around the beam. The
great spear came to an end, and the song ended.
.........
On the wild grass sword calligraphy, there was a splash of ink, and
the pill book was green
: 】
[I heard that the martial arts cult is rampant. I went down the mountain alone and killed all the bandits in the world with one sword!】
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