Chapter 227 (1/2)
Fu's knife is still burning.
But he didn't do it.
The burning flame almost burned his fingers, even the black robe seemed to burn, but he still did not start.
”Do you want a knife?”
”If you do it, you will die.”
Shen Zhenyi's words echoed in Fu Po Tian's ears.
He didn't want to believe it, but he still hasn't made a final decision.
”After seventy-seven and forty-nine days, your Sabre technique will enter a new realm and surpass the peak. When you do it again, it will be more meaningful.”
He held the knife in his hand, and the thought kept circling in his mind.
He didn't want to face up to his own fear, but desire had already entangled him.
The shadow of Shen San's white clothes is floating above the copper sword, smiling and waiting patiently.
No matter whether the other side can't make a knife, he always has time.
After about ten.
Fu suddenly opened his eyes and asked coldly, ”the eighteen wise king, is dead?”
”Dead.”
Shen Zhenyi nodded slightly.
”He is facing the same situation as you. Unfortunately, as a descendant of the royal family, he has no room for further growth. Moreover, his responsibility to the royal family also made him have to make a move
”So he died.”
Shen Zhenyi waved his sleeve, in the tone, there is a faint sigh.
The seeds of martial arts are not easy to grow. If one is destroyed, one will be lost.
Fu was shocked.
The fire of the sword in his hand gradually extinguished, and finally sank into the darkness. The long bloody sword disappeared in a flash. His pale hand retracted the sleeve of his robe.
”Good!”
Fu cracked his teeth and nodded.
”Here I will understand for seventy-seven and forty-nine days, and then I will ask you for advice after I realize the beauty of my Sabre skill.”
It can be put in, can be collected, can be up and down.
This is called Xiaoxiong.
After four hundred years of hard tolerance, Fu finally went further and became a hero of the dragon and tiger.
Shen Zhenyi smiles and nods.
Seeing Fu Po Tian sitting on the ground, his eyes seemed to be open and closed. He was actually in front of the gate of the abandoned sword villa and began to close the door to understand!
They are not afraid of the enemy's harassment, nor do they care about the mess in the battlefield.
Shen Zhenyi turns back and shakes his body. The shadow shrinks to the size of a normal person. Then Shi ran steps into the villa and signals to Princess huoluolong of Chu.
”You don't have to worry. After 49 days, I will naturally return to abandon sword villa to fight with this man. Before that, you just need to close the mountain gate.”
Today, there was a big battle outside the gate of the abandoned sword villa. The spirit blood flying white array was broken, but 30000 troops were also defeated. General Hei Chihu, general of zuoyangyingwei, died miserably. There was still a large part of the mess to be cleaned up.
Chu Huoluo said anxiously, ”master, where are you now?”
Although she still didn't know much about the method of distraction, she saw the shadow of Shen Zhen's clothes fade away, and she guessed that he was going to leave.
”I am still in the imperial city.”
Shen Zhenyi said: ”don't worry, I will be able to come back.”
The imperial city is like a walking park!
Chu Chu Luo's heart Tucao, the Dragon Princess make complaints about it again: ”master, what is the situation in the royal city?”
Shen Zhenyi said with a smile: ”it's OK. The five levels in the inner city have been broken. I'm going to see Shan Yu Jing. When I solve him, I can come back safely.”
Shan Yujing is the emperor. Hello!
Chu Huoluo smiles bitterly. The master is so insipid that he never stops dying. The emperor is nothing in his eyes.
”I wish you all the best.” Princess long hurriedly pulls Chu Huoluo, and they salute Shen Zhen Yi together.
Shen Zhenyi waved, the body gradually faded away, so disappeared.