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Chapter 295 Purple Gold Level (2)(2/3)

"The three-pointer of the evolutionary sword!"

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The last nine martial arts will evolve.

boom!

A stream of qi and blood fluctuated in the body.

The horizontal sword trembled slightly, as if he knew that he was preparing to witness the birth of a unique martial arts in front of him!

Widths of sword energy kept ejaculating from his body.

If he hadn't been intentionally controlled, these sword auras could have destroyed the entire thick metal-like room in an instant, and then rushed towards all directions!

Knife! Knife! Knife!

No self and no progress!

Fearless!

There are meticulous swords, with thousands of sword paths, and they can attack and defend!

There is a defensive knife, a wall of iron, and it will not leak water!

There is a killing sword, one sword is better than another, the sword force is formed and the world is broken!

There is a sword of overlords, with a huge momentum and an unparalleled king!

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Although the Sangmen sword technique has not yet begun to evolve, so many golden sword techniques have gathered together, which has already given him the ability to gather the talents of a hundred schools and enter the realm of a master of swordsmanship!

At this point, the three-point sword intention increased by another point!

Lu Changsheng was as quiet as a rock, and the qi and blood in his body, and even the power of the Red Emperor, were all moving rapidly.

In martial arts, there has always been a skill guide.

It means that martial arts are the foundation and the main position, so martial arts must change some of its running modes for martial arts, so that they can exert 100% or even more power!

But now, the martial arts that Lu Changsheng possesses are constantly changing the qi, blood and the power of the Five Emperors, thus forming a mode of operation with it as the core.

Even Wan Susu doesn’t know that there are different names for these two methods.

The former is the Dharma! That is, the practice is the main and skills are the auxiliary!

The latter is the way of skill! It is mainly based on martial arts and martial arts as the auxiliary!

Of course, more people call the latter the way to kill!

Martial arts are born to fight against the enemy!

Born to kill!

This kind of warrior is stronger than the former warrior in killing!

It's even more terrifying!

And this change is still deepening rapidly!

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Outer city.

A skinny man hugged the bulge in his arms tightly and walked along the remote path in panic.

suddenly

"There are people here!"

"Haha! I saw it too! His arms were bulging, there must be something!"

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Several refugees with yellow turbans wrapped around their hands and ragged clothes showed a ferocious look on their faces. They were no longer hoes and wooden sticks, but bright big swords.

The book friends used the small book pavilion before.

The man's rushing left and right was finally blocked in an alley.

Just as he knelt down, the big knife had already slashed hard.

Sneak ~

Blood splattered.

The bulging thing in my arms fell out, and there were a few cold steamed buns.

The refugee with the Yellow Turban cursed and pulled the steamed bun out of his tight hands, spitted, and turned around and left.

Blood kept spilling out.

I don't know how long it took, but he saw two figures appearing in front of him.

It was a pale woman and her own child.

After being hungry for many days in fear and hunger, the cheekbones of the family, who were originally quite plump, were already prominent.

“Woo~”

He pulled them to the body, his mouth full of blood, "Run! Go to the inner city! Go to the inner city!"

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This day.

The four gates of Qingfu City were met with the inside and outside, and all four gates were broken.

Hundreds of thousands of refugees flocked into it, causing a lot of turmoil.

Above the tall wooden platform, the witch twisting wildly, and the old man with various patterns on his face made strange sounds.

On each wooden platform, a huge wooden carving was erected, extremely red, with a large number of ghostly talismans painted on its face, as if watching this big city gradually falling into the smoke of war!

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"Dad! Dad! Where are you?"

"Dad! Mom!"

The boy ran wildly on the street.

There was no one around, and there were no figures in the lively buildings in the past.

The patrolling city guards, those who can be seen from time to time and with cold faces, will never see them again.

Didi!

Drops of wet rolled down from the world.

He hid in the corner and cried.

"Dad! Mom! Where are you? Aqing can't find you!"

He suddenly felt something was wrong.

Rubbed his eyes.

The rainwater gathered on the ground in front seemed to be red!

Like blood!

He stretched out his hand and wanted to touch it

Suddenly, I heard the sound of footsteps!

He quickly stood up and looked into the distance.

Dingling!

Dingling!

"The sound of the rattle! It's the sound of the rattle!"

In my memories of the boy, I have played with these things.

He touched the tears in his eyes and ran over.

I saw a group of children coming from outside the city with laughter.

"Who are you children? Why haven't I seen you before?" The boy felt something was wrong.

But there is something wrong with it!

However, he ran for a long time but didn't see anyone, so he only saw it here, so he felt that it would be more at ease here.

"Of course we are from Gui Village!" A little girl ran over.

"Gui Village? Is it a village outside the city?"

"Yes! Brother, do you want to play with us? It's a very fun game!"

"Well~ But I want to find my father and mother!"
To be continued...
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