C1687 The Smell of Death(part Ii)
Of course, he was extremely dissatisfied with himself for having such a feeling of regret. At the same time, a hint of respect involuntarily appeared in his heart.0
Xiao Qiuyu's initial sword techniques focused on "Qi", "Force", and "Strength", creating thirty-six thunderbolt strikes. The swords were like thunder, they were powerful and domineering beyond compare.
After killing people at the age of five, Xiao Qiuyu was out of place in the Sword Pavilion because of her amazing talent in the way of the sword. She angrily killed more than a hundred people in a row, shook the Sword Pavilion, and finally became a genius that the Sword Pavilion focused on nurturing.
"My sword is the most precious." He once said, "Killing people is the most serious thing in the world. Using his precious sword to kill people is even more serious and sacred."
As a result, when he killed people in the future, he always wanted to bathe himself. His mind and body were empty, and he was incomparably solemn and solemn.
Xiao Qiuyu had mastered the way of the sword, so the sword style she displayed was too tyrannical. She had accompanied him when his sword style had been cut in half, but she had hidden her sword and practiced the Gentle Sword Style instead. She comprehended the Raindrop Sword Dao overnight.
From then on, he was officially selected as the successor of the Sword Pavilion, the future leader, guide, and dao protector of the Sword Pavilion. All of the Sword Pavilion's supreme sword techniques were released.
Within less than a year, he had mastered countless sword techniques and created his own Myriad Manifestation Sword Technique, shocking the Sword Pavilion once again.
The Myriad Manifestation Dragon Sword Technique was comparable to the Myriad Manifestation Dragon Arts. The Ancestral Dragons of the various God Realms had died because of the Dragon Transformation skill. As a result, after Xiao Qiuyu created the Myriad Manifestation Sword Art, this information was completely hidden and no one knew about it.
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Chu Yang immediately used the Three Character Classic, Xiao Qiuyu actually created the Myriad Manifestation Sword Technique that was comparable to the Myriad Manifestation Dragon Tactic. This truly frightened him, this thing was too terrifying.
"You also have such a time!"
When the Son of Ten Thousand Beast heard Chu Yang's Three Character Classic, he laughed in his heart. He felt ashamed of his own inferiority, and Chu Yang had experienced it this time.
"Killing people at the age of five, practicing sword arts at the age of five, seven to eight years without knowing the passage of time, only knowing that there is a sword; killing people in anger, advancing in the way of the sword.
When Chu Yang saw this, he couldn't help but use the Three Character Classic, "Meng Chen, fuck you, why don't you hurry up and help me cover my face? If you don't, I'm afraid I'm going to die this time!"
He suddenly turned into an ant on a hot pan. The pressure was simply too great. In his opinion, Xiao Qiuyu was simply too abnormal.
"Hehe!" The Son of Ten Thousand Beasts gloated, "Do you smell death? What does it smell like?"
This was originally a joke, but when the Son of Ten Thousand Beasts realised it, Chu Yang was stunned.
"Did I really smell death?"
When Chu Yang faced Fatty's slower attack, he could smell the scent of death. That ominous premonition just now was perhaps even more so of death.
Such an ominous premonition became even more intense. It was so strong that he could smell his own blood once more. He could even hear his own blood spurting out from his body. It was an extremely soft sound.
"You're not really stupid, are you?" The Son of Ten Thousand Beasts was stunned.
Chu Yang suddenly looked up into the sky and said to himself, "Dead. Some people say there is a special smell. Those who are about to die can easily smell it."
"…"
Why did the Son of Ten Thousand Beast suddenly feel like what the bastard Chu Feng said was not a joke? Fighting with Xiao Qiuyu was definitely not a simple matter, even if that person was a monster.
He was speechless, but he felt that a bastard like Chu Yang did not need him to waste words because a bastard like him was already strong enough.
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