MTL - Ask Sword-Chapter 513 ingredients

  Chapter 513 Ingredients

  Boom.

  The gravel and beams were pushed away heavily, and He Siping, who was pale, stood up from the ruins.

  Shen Tuyu glanced at him, his expression relaxed a bit, he turned his head and looked down at Zhaoming and Zhao Ming, and suddenly said, "Quarter of an hour."

  He raised a finger and said coldly: "Tongluo City is only three hundred miles away from the Turkic Royal Court.

  Taihao Mountain and the Turkic warriors have already sensed the violent aura fluctuations here,

   Judging from their distribution density and patrol routes,

   At the latest fifteen minutes, the first batch of monks will arrive here, followed by more and more reinforcements, until all the outsiders in Tongluo City will be arrested and even executed.

  Aren't you worried? "

   "Worried? Why worry."

   Yuansou said slowly: "Taihao Mountain also knows the news of our Zhaoming's existence. For them,

  Zhaoming is just a group of Zhuxiao Xiexiu who report to the group to keep warm. As long as they are willing to pay a certain price, they can be wiped out at any time.

   But Yu State is different. Xuegong is the real life and death enemy of Mount Taihao.

  Two parties appeared in Tongluo City at the same time. Guess, who will they arrest first?

   What's more"

  The ape old man caressed the edge of the sword lightly with his fingers, and said with a sinister smile: "A quarter of an hour is more than enough."

   Before he finished speaking, he swung his sword forward, his figure was so fast that only an afterimage remained.

  dangdangdangdang—

  The sound of gold and iron interlacing can be heard endlessly, and the two sides have fought for hundreds of rounds in an instant.

   Others couldn’t see the movements of the two Zhuxiao Sword Masters at all, they could only see the houses in Tongluo City collapsing one after another—

  The escaping sword energy cut everything around wantonly, causing the building to collapse and disintegrate like a sandcastle on the beach that was hit by waves.

  If you look down from a high altitude, the battle between Shentuyu and Yuansou is like an invisible paintbrush, smearing and erasing the buildings in Tongluo City.

   "Good! Good! Good!"

  The ape old man laughed frantically and kept swinging his sword, his sleeves swaying violently, setting off his thin arms, "As expected of Xuegong Jianzong, you are stronger than Xia Peiyan!"

  Hearing this name, Shen Tuyu's expression became a little dignified.

   Zhou Guo used Xia as the emperor's surname, and Xia Peiyan was the former enshrined in Zhou Guo's palace and the master of swordsmanship. He disappeared strangely more than ten years ago, and his life and death were unknown. At that time, there was a lot of trouble.

   "Did you kill him?"

   "Exactly."

   Yuansou smiled and said: "He has a young lover in Zhao County, and he will go back every month to have a tryst with his lover. I took his lover and young son hostage and forced him to fight with me.

   As for the result, hehe. "

  He swung his sword back, slightly opened the palm holding the hilt, and showed Shen Tuyu the hilt—it was engraved with densely packed names, including Xia Peiyan, and the names of many sword masters Shen Tuyu knew.

"a family of three,"

  The ape old man patted his belly, smiled and said: "We are reunited in my belly."

   Crazy.

  Shen Tuyu's lips moved slightly. He originally wanted to say that the nobles of the Zhou Kingdom valued manners the most. If they decided to fight privately, they would leave all their grievances on the duel field so as not to harm their wives and children.

   Yuansou was also from aristocratic family in Zhao County of Zhou State. Killing Xia Peiyan was not enough, and he also ate his family.

  But after thinking about it, Yuansou can do things from Miemanmen, so there is really no need to reason with this lunatic.

   "Help! Help!"

   "Someone help me!"

   "My husband, my husband is under the beam of the house, come quickly!"

  In the messy city of Tongluo, cries, cries for help, and miserable howls could be heard endlessly.

  The common people didn’t even know what happened. They could only see the house collapsed inexplicably, and a good living person was broken into two pieces out of thin air—the aftermath of sword energy can tear even steel, let alone a fragile human body?

   "What? Can't bear it anymore?"

   Yuansou noticed Shen Tuyu's eyes, and said with a smile: "The sword sect taught by your school is strong, but there is one thing that is not very good.

  The heart is too soft.

  For Brother Zhuxiao, mortals are no different from ants. It's bad luck for them to run into us. "

   After finishing speaking, Yuansou swept out with a sword, knocking down half of the street at will. Another dozens of lives were lost.

   "Look, clean and neat."

   Yuansou retracted his sword, with a bright smile still on the corner of his mouth.

  “.”

  Shen Tuyu's eyes became more and more indifferent, he suddenly rushed towards him with a sword in his hands, and the ape old man had no choice but to block with his sword.

  The sword movements of both sides are getting faster and faster, and their figures are going straight into the sky at the same time, transferring the battlefield to the sky.

   "Are you protecting these civilians?"

  The ape old man laughed loudly, "Go forward hundreds of years, these Turkic people are the life and death enemies who almost destroyed your Yu country!"

  Shen Tuyu swung his sword regardless, until the two sides hovered above the clouds, he swung his sword away again, let go of the hilt of the sword, and flicked his sleeve violently.

  The long sword was released from the hand, but it did not fall. Instead, it was drawn by the sword intent and suspended above the palm of the hand.

  嗡—

  The cyan sword energy surged out from the long sword,

  The surrounding clouds are implicated, and they also slowly rotate around the blade, like a scroll.

   "Xue Gong Jian Xue, Qing Yun Sword,"

  Shen Tuyu joined his fingers together to form a sword art, looked at the ape old man whose face was gradually dignified, and said slowly: "Please enlighten me."

  ——

  Ghost Spade looked up at the sky,

  The aftermath of the battle between the two Candle Heaven Sword Sects seemed to shatter the cloud vapor, causing the cumulus clouds that had originally settled above Tongluo City to resound with dull thunder.

  Accompanied by a thunderclap, there was a light rain in the sky.

  Ghost Spade lowered his head, looking at the pale He Siping among the ruins.

   "School disciple, He Siping."

  The latter swung the long sword in his hand, stepped on the gravel, and said hoarsely: "Tianliu sword, please enlighten me."

   "You, not bad."

  Ghost Spade grinned, he could feel the burning flame in He Siping's heart,

  The kind of tenacity that does not despair in the face of powerful enemies, and does everything possible to find opportunities for victory;

  The spirit of firmly believing in the belief in the heart and not hesitating to burn oneself;

   It is simply the most perfect ingredient.

  The most perfect ingredients naturally arouse the strongest appetite.

  Ghost Spade's abdomen was split horizontally, and a big mouth grew out of the stomach, gobbling up the butcher's apron, with saliva flowing crazily between the teeth.

   "Over the years, I have eaten a lot of so-called geniuses, blood relatives of sword immortals, direct disciples of Mount Taihao, holy sons and daughters of the Devil's Cult, but I have never tasted the taste of a school tour."

  The ghost shovel, which looks like a demon, slowly bent its knees and trampled the stone slab under its feet into powder.

  Holding the right arm of the machete, the blue veins popped out, swimming under the skin like a small snake.

   Whoosh—

  Ghost Spade disappeared in an instant, and He Siping swung his sword to block, but was still chopped and flew into the house.

   Only this time, he was prepared in advance, and the moment he was about to hit the wall, he formed a spell with his left hand.

  Pass the cloud environment, split the ground.

boom!

  The rear wall shattered and a gap was formed, just for He Siping to pass through, without causing impact damage.

   At the same time, he changed his hand formula again,

  Pass the clouds, condense the wind.

   Woo—

  The strong wind piled up behind him, abruptly removing the power of the knife.

   "Dual cultivation of swordsmanship?"

  Ghost Shovel was not surprised but rejoiced, his appetite became stronger, and he swung his knife again.

  clang!

   This knife was blocked by the long sword.

   Sui Yi arrived late.

  (end of this chapter)