Young hero, please stay! !

Chapter 105 The Second Vision
Looking at Meng You who fell from the top of the city again, a solemn look appeared on his serious and feminine face, because he felt an extremely sharp sword energy from Meng You's body, although the sword energy wanted to respond. It doesn't belong to him, but at this moment, he will never be overly careless about it.

After all, even Ananda was defeated by this young man by accident.

He solemnly flicked the clear long sword in his hand and said softly: "The name of the sword is 'Qingquan', which is taken from the spring water flowing down from the snow-capped mountains in the Northern Wilderness. Taoism says 'the best is like water', Confucianism says 'a gentleman is upright', and Buddhism says 'Pudu' "All living beings" and "Qingquan" take the will of the three, and I am willing to cut off all injustices in the world with one sword!"

Kill all injustices in the world?
Meng You couldn't help but laugh out loud. He had heard before that the barbarians in the grasslands attached great importance to the literature and ethics of the Central Plains, but he didn't expect that they had reached such a crazy level. A man who had traveled thousands of miles from the grasslands to attack with rebels The guy who conquered the city and massacred the city was now talking about benevolence, justice and morality. Even a gangster like Meng You who thought he had never seen much of the world found it ridiculous.

The long sword 'Changhong' in Meng You's hand made a faint groaning sound. It seemed that he was quite dissatisfied with the serious words and felt uncomfortable!

They say words are like the person they are, but in the eyes of sword cultivators, the natal sword follows its owner!
Affected by 'Changhong', Meng You also held back a breath of resentment in his chest. He seemed to subconsciously wave the long sword in his hand and slashed down with the sword! !

That sword was like a rainbow in the night sky, as graceful as a startled dragon, heading straight towards the seriousness!

In a duel between sword cultivators, sword moves and sword intention are actually more important. However, Meng You's sword was more like a child's random chopping, and the sword intention was fairly average. As for the sword move, it was a complete mess!
The long sword in Zhen's hand was like an eagle's cry, and with a sudden shake, it was like a lotus falling into the Buddha's land!
Meng You's sword move was resolved with one sword, and Zhen Zhen stopped talking nonsense. The "clear spring" sounded in his hand. No matter what the sword intention was, he simply won with the sword move!
Meng You would be invincible in terms of sword moves alone, but fortunately, Meng You has been extremely agile since he was a child, and he has a background in pure martial arts. Even when facing a swordsman who is famous for his sword moves, Meng You can still defeat him. It was easy to block and did not fall into a big disadvantage.

There was a ping-ping-pong-pong sound, and the swords of the two collided with each other. Even with the blessing of Lou Yao's sword gallbladder, Meng You could still feel the strong sword energy intruding into his body. Even with the sword Despite his courageous restraint, Meng You still felt the energy and blood in his body surge, almost spurting out.

Although she is as serious and feminine as a woman, her sword moves are open and closed. The name "Qingquan" seems to be a bit unworthy of its name. It is not at all "saving all living beings" as he said. Instead, it is extremely fierce and unyielding. scene.

Having learned from Ananda's past mistakes, Zhen Zhen naturally no longer had any backup options. Seeing Meng You's resistance, Zhen Zhen also no longer had any backup options. While murmuring, his sword moves suddenly changed!

"Qingquan Sword, the sound of clear spring flowing!"

Streams of water like springs appeared on the serious tip of the sword, streaking across the sky. This was supposed to be an illusion condensed by spiritual power, but at this moment it was like substance, dripping from the tip of the sword.

As the water droplets fell, a thick white mist appeared above the deep pit. The mist was so big that it directly blocked everyone's sight, just like a barrier, wrapping the two of them.

When he first saw the fog, Meng You subconsciously wanted to escape, but Zhukun's voice sounded in his mind, telling him not to worry too much.

After Meng You heard this, he no longer panicked, and began to concentrate on holding his sword to resist the life-threatening swords that were constantly being swung out from the thick fog!

With the help of the thick fog, Meng You could no longer determine the position of Serious, but Serious was different. At this time, he closed his eyes tightly, leaving only the third eye between his forehead emitting bursts of light. This thick fog, in his eyes, In front of me, it’s like nothing!
"Mist Sword Technique, Dazzling Hundred Flowers!"

In front of Meng You's eyes, countless phantoms of long swords emerged from the thick fog. Even though Meng You knew that these were all illusions, he still did not dare to test them casually. After all, if he lost his life because of his blind self-confidence, then he would really lose his life. There is no place to cry.

Seeing the countless phantom swords in the fog, Zhu Kun was also a little surprised. This was supposed to be a move in the timid world of swords, but he never thought that this prairie sword cultivator would have such understanding and be able to master the sword's bold moves. Dai's swordsmanship is integrated into ordinary sword moves, and he can still use it so smoothly.

This thick fog was transformed by the sword's will. Even with the power of Zhu Kun's soul at this moment, he couldn't see through it all, enough to see the brilliance of this move.

"Boy, your current physical body cannot withstand his natal sword. This guy has a good swordsmanship, so you have to be careful!" Zhu Kun kindly reminded.

"Nonsense! Do you think I'm blind?" Meng You retorted immediately. He had exhausted all his energy just to resist the fatal sword hidden in thousands of illusions, but it didn't matter that this guy couldn't help. He actually interrupts his chatting with himself when his life is hanging by a thread. Look what the hell a human being can do!

Although he is indeed not a human being.

Because of the Changhong Sword, the spiritual power in Meng You's body is constantly declining. Although he had accumulated a lot of spiritual energy in his body by relying on the Spirit-Swallowing Sutra, the Changhong Sword is like a bottomless pit. Every time he uses the sword, If you dare to wield the long sword, you will draw a large amount of spiritual power from your body as support. No matter how wealthy you are, you will never allow such a wasteful squandering, which gives Meng You a headache.

"Boy! Are you stupid! Do you really think that every sword cultivator knows how to use martial courage! It's really not your own thing, don't you feel bad? Such squandering is not allowed by nature!"

Zhu Kun said sadly, obviously regarding Meng You as a spendthrift prodigal.

Seeing the anxiety in Meng You's heart, Zhu Kun also knew what he was thinking, so he took action again and used the Spirit Swallowing Sutra to help Meng You replenish the spiritual power in his body.The movement technique of the Spirit-Swallowing Sutra was left to him by the scholar before he died.

Now that I think about it, that scholar is indeed very interesting, and even he finds some of his methods quite interesting.

Before he died, the scholar entered Meng You's sea of ​​​​consciousness with the word "good" as a guide. At that time, the two had a simple conversation.

Zhu Kun said some random scholarly words, but Zhu Kun didn't take it to heart. However, there was one slanderous remark that sounded like a street gangster, which made Zhu Kun feel comfortable.

"The sage said, 'Heaven moves in a healthy way, and a gentleman should strive for self-improvement.' Go to hell with self-improvement. Whoever makes my nephew suffer, then go to hell with him!"

fuck it!

It really suits my taste.

Zhu Kun said something to Meng You from the bottom of his heart. After hearing this, Meng You's expression immediately changed. In such a stunned moment, he received a solid sword blow on his chest, and blood spattered five steps away!
Meng You, who was seriously injured, gritted his teeth and grinned. The words he was a little shy about speaking just now blurted out without any hesitation under the sting of the wound on his chest!

"Someone asked me to ask you a question. I wonder if your mother is okay?"

Zheng Zheng did not answer, but swept Meng You away with sword energy that was several times more powerful than before~!

This sword was difficult to withstand even with Meng You's shattered Vajra-level body. The sword energy left a hideous wound in his abdomen!

Meng You was in pain and cursed directly: "Damn it, I've known for a long time that you, an old bastard, don't have any good intentions. If you don't ask this yourself, but let me ask you, you really think I'm a fool. Got it!"

"Idiot or not, didn't you ask all the questions? Don't talk nonsense, be careful!"

As soon as Zhu Kun finished speaking, he saw the phantom sword in the sky turning into a rain of swords, heading straight towards him!

There is no way to distinguish between false and false, true or false!

In this rain of swords that fill the sky, every one of them may be real, or it may be that every one of them is fake!

"If this is really your natal sword, you can break this sword attack easily. It's a pity that you are just borrowing a foreign object. You will definitely die today!"

The serious voice was like a sword move, and the sound of clear spring water was like the echo in an empty valley, making it impossible for people to distinguish his location!
Meng You also knew that what he said was true. Although he had become a pseudo-realm sword cultivator with the help of sword courage, he had never practiced swords. The sword in his hand now was not as good as when he fought with Ananda before. Do whatever you want.

As expected, I am still the same little gangster from Ciqikou who has accomplished nothing.

Meng You smiled and threw Changhong down casually. Facing the rain of swords in the sky, he straightened his back and cursed with a smile: "Damn old bastard, I will trust you again for the last time!"

When Zhu Kun heard this, he also smiled proudly and said: "Don't worry, for those who believe in me, the grass on the grave will be three meters high!"

"You motherfucker!"

Hiding in the heavy fog, Zheng Zheng had a serious look on his face. Countless geniuses had died from this sword move. Although it was not his unique skill, facing Meng You at this time, he was already considered a lion. Fight the rabbit.

But suddenly, his serious expression changed, and he looked up at the sky in confusion. With the help of his third eye, he could see through the thick fog without any hindrance, and saw an extremely shocking scene above the curtain!
In the sky above everyone's heads, the originally bright moonlight was no longer dazzling, because from the eastern sky, a scorching sun was slowly rising!
The sun rises in the east and the moon hangs in the west!
A vision came from the sky, and on this day, the sun and the moon shone together!

(End of this chapter)