Chapter 277: Wounded Sword

(I went for a physical examination today and had a few shots of blood...... )

"In the world, only the most difficult to treat is the most difficult to treat;

Injured sword, that day Liang Qiufeng from the Zhongnan Sword Mansion Sword Arsenal accidentally obtained, fingers were scratched by the blade of the sword, knowing that its sharpness is incomparable, the material is extraordinary, so he chose to become a sword.

The blood-stained blade is in the mind. With an inexplicable sadness, it was difficult for people to help themselves and burst into tears.

Liang Qiufeng felt that this sword was likely to be a treasure weapon, or even a legendary royal weapon. Wear it for many years.

Later, various indications further proved this conjecture.

Every time you are killed, after drinking blood from the edge of the blade, the edge of the wounded sword will be one point more. It's just that this sharp edge is restrained, hidden in the dark sword body, and it is not seen by others.

But with such a strong nature, it must be a murder weapon, and there has been a period of eventful years, and I don't know how much enemy blood has been drunk. It's a pity that I don't know what happened to it, this sword was damaged, and it fell into the sword arsenal to become an obscure sword weapon, and it was abandoned in the corner, covered with vicissitudes of life, and was not discovered.

Liang Qiufeng's love for this sword is also partly due to these experiences. I always feel that one sword and one person have many similarities with each other, and there is the pain of sympathy for each other.

Counting the days, the wounded sword has been with me for a long time, and it has also killed many strong enemies, but it has not changed much, and it has never been able to recover to the edge of its heyday, and it may lack some kind of opportunity.

Liang Qiufeng was depressed because of this, and he wanted to go to a specialized swordsmith to see if he could repair it by some means. However, good swordsmiths are the same as alchemists, there are very few and difficult to find, so they are put on hold.

Unexpectedly, facing the gun demon right now, he was grabbed by the other party and wanted to directly twist the blade and break it.

Gun Demon became famous for his marksmanship. The most domineering, but the kung fu on the empty hands is far beyond ordinary people, and as soon as he grabbed it, the wounded sword let out a mournful sound like grinding teeth, and a layer of rusty things on the surface turned into debris and scattered.

The rust is peeled off and the edge is seen. Reflecting people's eyebrows.

The Gun Demon was taken aback: "What?"

He felt that an extraordinary aura was inspired on the wounded sword, fierce and gloomy.

During the period, he was sharp, and Rao, as a high-level martial king, also felt a touch of shock inexplicably.

The hand was loosened and retreated, and his expression was solemn.

With this time, Liang Qiufeng didn't care about the situation of the injured sword, and his body technique was improved to the extreme, and he ran towards the other end.

The gun demon was about to chase after him, and his demeanor suddenly moved. His cheeks flushed sickly, and he had to stand still. After a long time, his face was restored to normal, but his eyes showed a confused look, looking left and right, and finally swished, and jumped back into the cave on the stone wall.

Liang Qiufeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and there were many incomprehensions in his heart. I think the gun demon is acting strangely. Nervous, it doesn't seem normal.

Could it be said. He comprehended the advanced martial arts in the secret realm, and his brain was broken?

Possibly.

Martial arts cultivation has countless risks, half of which comes from external factors, and half of it comes from itself.

Solving the martial arts problem is in danger of being counterattacked, even if it is successful. However, if something goes wrong during cultivation, it will also cause mental confusion and even a great change in temperament.

Such examples abound.

Many of the older generation of family and sect forces are approaching their twilight years, and most of them choose to retreat and practice penance. In order to achieve something, break through the realm of cultivation, and improve life expectancy. In order to achieve the goal, they are often eclectic to martial arts cheats, just like rushing to the doctor when they are sick.

Some of them failed, some succeeded. And the successful ones have basically become "old monsters" like beings, and their temperaments are very different from when they were young.

It is also not uncommon for some martial artists to be affected by martial arts because they have taken the off-the-road domineering type of martial arts.

Therefore, cultivating martial arts not only improves strength, but also affects the temperament and temperament of individuals, so there is an old saying: weapons do not distinguish between good and evil, but martial arts have good and evil.

On the other hand, looking at the words and deeds of the gun demon, it revealed a little weirdness.

There are so many that Liang Qiufeng can escape for the time being.

Far from the rocky mountain, he stopped, and suddenly felt a bitterness in his chest, as if he had been stuffed into a large ball of cotton, and he was almost out of breath, and his throat was as hot as fire, and it was very uncomfortable.

Although he escaped the hands of the gun demon, he was inevitably injured in the process. I didn't realize it before, but now after I breathe a sigh of relief, the damage shows signs of flare-up.

Liang Qiufeng inserted the wounded sword in front of him, sat cross-legged, stuffed a pill into his mouth, and began to breathe.

The six ears of the restored body did nothing, his posture was unprecedentedly dignified, he jumped into the canopy of a tree next to him, built a pergola with his paws, and raised his head to monitor the side of the stone mountain, beware of the gun demon chasing after him.

Fortunately, there was no movement after the gun demon entered the hole.

Liu'er put his heart down and sat upright on the canopy, stunned.

In the face of a character like the Gun Demon, even if it transforms, it is far from being an opponent, which gives the little guy a very big shock. Since obtaining the Golden Armor Inheritance in the Demon Suppression Tomb and being able to transform into a giant ape, its strength has increased many times, more or less, and it is always a little complacent.

But today's battle has made it realize that it is far from strong enough.

Time passes slowly.

In the Liangqiu Peak of Pranayama, the sound of breathing gradually became peaceful and even, and finally long and short, long and short, harmonious, obviously entered the normal rhythm of breathing.

He's safe.

After all, the gun demon attacked, as if he wanted to catch Liang Qiufeng, and he didn't make a heavy hand.

Liang Qiufeng Huo Ran opened his eyes, and did not stand, but reached out and pulled out the injury sword, crossed the sword and knee, and looked at it carefully.

Three-foot green edge, a cold mang.

Without a lot of rust clinging to the surface, the face of the Wounded Sword has undergone a big transformation. If in the past, when people saw it, they would think it was scrap copper and rotten iron, then now it is at least a decent sword.

And that's all.

Look up and down, pick it up and look at it.

Liang Qiufeng frowned slightly, he remembered clearly, when the wounded sword was caught by the spear demon before, but suddenly a cold light erupted, and the breath was terrifying, but now there was no movement.

Could it be that this sword also has a sense of self-protection and feels danger, so it breaks out to form self-protection?

Thinking about it, it's a little unlikely.

With such characteristics, even royal weapons are difficult to have.

The right hand stretched out the middle finger and gently slid across the spine of the wounded sword, feeling a slightly raised line, like a majestic mountain range.

Liang Qiufeng's mind was condensed, immersed in it, and seemed to have feelings.

In the sword, there is a faint world.

The feeling of being unique is mysterious and mysterious, and it is very amazing. The touch is ethereal, hazy.

Airplanes!

The wounded sword suddenly resonated, and the sword body did not tremble, and a low sound resonated in the soul thoughts.

Liang Qiufeng was greatly surprised.

"Squeak!"

At this time, the six ears also called.

Looking up, a beautiful figure appeared in his eyes, it was Murong Feifei, the Holy Maiden of the Eternal God Sect.

She also successfully broke the ban and entered the secret realm.

Liang Qiufeng was not too surprised by Murong Feifei's appearance, but stared at the sword in his hand with complicated eyes.

The sword warns, there is a spirit!(To be continued......)