A silver shuttle, shining with the beauty of art.


    Bi''s "debut"


    I''m afraid there''s no such exquisite object in the world. It''s beautiful and sharp at the same time.


    After watching for a long time, I feel that my body is divided into two parts!


    Ning Tao''s eyes are shocked. He seems to have found something amazing. He seems to Find the secret of Mars!


    When he was in the tower, he used the spirit power of Mars, but it was only a simple manipulation. It was difficult to resist the enemy when he met the strong.


    But just now, he used the power of the spirit, holding the same power, should be able to kill more than Nama, but unexpectedly, something happened.


    The correct use of Mars is Spirit!


    Besides, the spirit it needs is also very harsh, and Ning Tao can''t tell why. But it''s certain that the spirit of ISI family is not suitable, otherwise he won''t give Ma God to him.


    After he manipulated it with spirit, he found that it could be wielded like an arm, just like the legendary flying sword.


    "Whoosh!"


    The silver shuttle shot at the East!


    MS was startled. It seemed that this thing had killed so many people just now. What the hell was it?


    I''m afraid he didn''t even know it was the artifact of the ISI family!


    And Ning Tao''s eyes are bright, and the power of spirit is injected into Ma God crazily. He wants to see if this thing can fly far?


    Two Four hundred meters!


    It''s not the limit, but it''s fast.


    "Whoosh!"


    Ma Shen flew back, shining with silver luster. Except for different shapes, it was basically the same as the Chinese flying sword.


    Ning Tao feels his chin with a smile. If only on the power of the spirit, he is a God.


    If we talk about the overall strength, he is empty!


    However, it is very easy for a God to control Ma to kill 100 mortals.


    James looked at it strangely and asked, "what is this thing? How can it kill hundreds of people in a moment? Shit, how can I feel numb?"


    Ning Tao thought for a moment, and said solemnly: "this is the shuttle used by the weaving girl in the sky. It''s not powerful."


    "So powerful?"


    "Of course!"


    ……


    Jiansheng palace, the holy land of tolerance.


    Called by her master, qiandaixue comes to the ancient hill where she has practiced sword since she was a child. A big waterfall is particularly prominent.


    "Boom...!"


    The familiar sound of water once made her sharpen her sword, but now she is worried, and her jade hand holding the sword is white.


    Come to a small pavilion, quiet and simple, a prismatic sign hanging down in the center of the pavilion, there is only a simplified character, a "sword" word, every stroke is full of boundless.


    Under the word "Jian", there is a thin old man sitting on his knees. His hair is gray and sparse. His hands are covered with old people''s spots. His eyes are closed and he doesn''t move. It takes a long time to hear a faint heartbeat.


    He is the master of swords Hiroichi Watanabe!


    Thousand generation snow low voice call a way: "teacher, I come back."


    The old man didn''t open his eyes. Instead, he said feebly, "Xuezi, can you draw your sword again?"


    "Can you sharpen the heart of your sword?"


    "Your hand Do you still have strength? "


    After three consecutive questions, qiandaixue''s heart was sad, and he bowed his head in a tone of abandonment: "sorry, I want to surpass one person, but I always failed."


    Failure?


    The old man murmured, and then said, "you have not failed. You are just blinded and deceived by victory. These are just illusions."


    "What you build is a sword, not success or failure. Those are only external evaluations. If you only care about those evaluations and don''t pay attention to the sword in your hand, you will still fail in the future, because you don''t understand the essence."


    Qiandaixue knelt on the ground, bowed his head and said: "teacher, I want to come back and continue to practice with you. The outside life is not suitable for me. Those people are too vain to let me improve. I don''t understand what you mean by letting me experience."


    The old man couldn''t breathe, and finally slowly opened his turbid eyes, staring at qiandaixue, and said gently: "no, only experience can make you stronger. What I can teach you has been taught, and the road depends on yourself."


    The sound of the waterfall is booming, and the deep pool is rippling. Everything is as old as ever.


    Qiandaixue kneels on the ground without saying a word.


    That once fanatical clear eyes confused, can''t use his own sword to cut, she will only be more entangled, but if he cut, it will be more terrible.


    The old man held out his trembling hand and took a sip of tea. He said, "you just said that you want to surpass someone, but do you know who that person is?"


    "He He is a Chinese. He is very powerful and mysterious. There is no limit. I tried my best to surpass him, but I found that he was just waiting for me at that moment, "qiandaixue said.The old man chuckled, shook his head and said, "it''s normal that you didn''t surpass him. His identity is not simple. It''s said that he is the head of today''s forbearance world, or the cardinal, the first person of the young generation in China, Hongmeng''s Would-be leader


    "Ah...!"


    These words are too shocked. Qiandaixue raises her head directly and looks shocked. Does that man have so many terrible identities?


    Either one is much better than her.


    Suddenly she wondered, "teacher, how do you know his identity? Do you know him?"


    The old man shook his head and said, "I don''t know you now. Maybe I''ll know you one day."


    "What do you mean?"


    "Just now Mitsui village of Mitsui family gave me a piece of information. That little guy, Ning Tao, sneaked into jiaheliu and killed a candidate, and killed hundreds of island soldiers in a wilderness. He was a crazy boy," the old man said with a smile, but he looked like a sharp sword.


    The thousand generation snow is greatly surprised, the brain can''t turn round a curving degree slowly, startle a way: "I don''t understand."


    The old man stood up with a smile, but at this moment his energy became weak, his old age became radiant, and the sharp sword in his eyes seemed to cut off tungsten steel and refined iron.


    At this moment, he is no longer an old man in the wild, but a sword sage who dominates the world of tolerance and an old monster who has lived for decades.


    He grabs a sword full of fighting spirit and cuts it toward the deep pool. Suddenly, a ten meter high water wave breaks out, which exceeds the height of the waterfall.


    At the bottom of the deep pool, there is a sword mark several meters deep, which directly cuts the quiet pool into two parts.


    Thousand generation snow a face is shocked, the teacher''s handy blow unexpectedly so powerful, has already broken through the divine realm?


    The magnificent figure in front of us can split the deep pool tens of meters with one sword. The high spirit of war and the sword will merge, just like a big mountain blocking in front of us can also split it.


    This is the style of hiroichi Watanabe, the former sword sage,


    hiroichi Watanabe said with hot eyes: "a very crazy Hongmeng alliance leader in China is coming and making trouble wantonly. As a sword sage in the world of tolerance, I will go for a while and rub his spirit."


    "In a day''s time, there will be a battle at the top of the sky tower in Tokyo!"


    The whole world is shaking!