Laugh at! ”

The monster in front of him was split in two by the sword of fate.

The black earth greedily devoured their corpses, and it didn't take long for the surroundings to return to normal.

Compared to before, Roger's feeling was not wrong, the strength did not increase, but that feeling of power was always there.

This made Roger a little strange.

When the Shadow Hut is relatively low, absorbing the cursed items handed in by Roger, it will automatically feed back some spiritual power to Roger.

It was only after the Shadow Hut had been promoted to level ten that Roger had assimilated the Shadow Shards once more.

He thought for a moment and returned to the area shrouded in the hunter's hut again.

As time passed, the physical changes gradually appeared, and that powerful feeling was not an illusion, because in the area enveloped by the hunter's hut, Roger could feel a delicate capture of the changes in his surroundings at all times.

The energy in this world was no longer chaotic in his eyes, and when he looked into the distance, he could even vaguely discern some directions.

There is no fixed reference, and naturally there is no distinction between east and west, but Roger can almost instinctively perceive where he is.

He began to realize that after reaching level ten, assimilating other shadow fragments did not bring an increase in the upper limit of mental power.

It's a feeling, or an affinity for the world.

With a flash of inspiration in his mind, he suddenly thought of what the mountain girl had said.

The rules of the world cannot be described, but at this moment, Roger can clearly feel that he is blending into it.

I see.

The body disappeared in place, and when it reappeared, it had returned to the training ground of Kylemohan.

At this time, the training ground was empty, Roger drew the sword of fate, 33 kinds of swordsmanship flowed in the bottom of his heart, his body moved, and he quickly noticed the change.

Every swordsmanship principle is extremely clear in front of you.

This was something Roger had never experienced before, far beyond the state he was in when he activated the Aura-Dwelling ability.

After all, one is understanding, while the other is brutal cracking.

All aspects are displayed in front of Roger's eyes like an anatomy.

This allowed him to skip a certain stage and freely extract the part that suited him.

This is not from the help of the Hunter's Hut, but rather an ability that Roger naturally possesses as the owner of the Hunter's Lodge after assimilating the Shadow Fragments.

Roger didn't know if this ability would disappear over time, but at least with this strange blessing, his swordsmanship cultivation speed would advance by leaps and bounds.

At the same time, the advantages of the Yachi-ryu lineage began to appear.

The swordsmanship inheritance of Yachiryu will stimulate the growth of his spiritual power while practicing swordsmanship.

Compared with other genre inheritances, the difficulty index of Hachi-ryu is much higher, and it is getting more and more difficult from beginning to end.

But correspondingly, the growth rate of spiritual power is also getting faster and faster, and the same level is much stronger than other genres.

Entering the sword master level, the gap will be opened in an instant.

Roger even thinks that in the core of the Yaga-ryu swordsmanship, there is an almost unreasonable rule, and it seems that people who have practiced the Hachi-ryu swordsmanship, such as the celebrity Jianjiao, have never worried about the lack of their spiritual power.

All the time I think about the level of swordsmanship.

As long as the swordsmanship reaches a certain standard, the tide rises and the spiritual power will also increase.

And now, at this stage of cultivation, these advantages are also reflected in Roger.

The deeper the understanding, the faster the swordsmanship will improve, and at the same time, the spiritual power will also grow forward by leaps and bounds.

At every moment, Roger could feel his strength.

Naturally, swordsmanship cultivation can't be done behind closed doors, and for Roger, combat is the best means, but leaving the area shrouded by the Hunter's Cabin, that special bonus will disappear.

With a heartbeat, Roger felt it was time to go out and cause some trouble.

Yata's celebrities should be hiding in Hankawa, but Tengu Shrine should be willing to let himself brush up on a wave of experience.

Do it when you think of it, return to the normal world, and then he plans to take the initiative.

In the following period, the news of the destruction of the Himuno Shrine spread throughout the entire Tsunei, and various forces were speculating and watching the next move of the Tengu Shrine.

Although there is occasional friction between the shrines and swords, there are very few incidents where the shrines are directly destroyed, but before many forces can wait for the reaction of the Tengu Shrine, Roger takes the initiative to attack.

Frequent harassment of several other major branch shrines.

Tengu Shrine has a total of 8 branches, one was destroyed by Roger, one was killed by Yaga celebrities, and the remaining six are most likely to belong to the former Tengu Shrine.

With the ability of Shadow Touch, Roger hit and run, and then deliberately left some clues and appeared near the hunter's hut, waiting for the other party to come to the door.

After a battle, his swordsmanship grew rapidly, and in the process, Roger even fought with the Shadow Lord a few times from afar.

It's a pity that Sunset Lonely Mountain has always turned into a rock, and he doesn't often go home to see it, otherwise he activates the ability to kill, and with the state, Roger is really confident that he will stay forever with the Shadow Divine Lord.

"Thirty-two!"

The spiritual power in his body is more and more vigorous, and the continuous fighting makes him grow rapidly, and it won't take long for the nine-tailed state to be achieved.

For cats, it is a process of quantitative change to qualitative change.

Retracting the sword of fate, and hearing an angry roar in the distance, Roger knew it was time for him to get out of here.

The first few times, if he hadn't run in time, he would have faced more than just the Shadow God Lord at the same time.

"I don't know where their plans are going."

Roger had a hunch that it wouldn't be long before a battle broke out.

Whichever side completes their plan first will gain an overwhelming advantage.

But at the same time, either side's move is an opportunity for Roger.

He needs someone to contain the Jackdaw Sword Master so that he can deal with the Yata Celebrity with all his might.

"It's not enough."

"The Nine-Tails state is far from enough."

What Roger needs is not a close match, but a crushing victory!

He was vigilant in his heart, after all, it had been too long since the Eight Celebrities had entered the back stage of the Fourth Order, and he could take that step at any time.

What's more, not long ago, he almost died in the middle of himself and the Shadow Elder.

In addition, the advancement of the Spirit Sword Project may also improve the combat effectiveness of the Yata celebrities in disguise.

Leaving the area controlled by the Tengu Shrine, Roger walked all the way, heading straight for the direction where Mount Qinglu was located.

…………

Hankawa.

It's the same scenery all year round, and over time it can even make people suspect that everyone is in the same cycle for a long time.

The orange sun hung in the sky, and the whole cold river was clean and not a single piece of filth.

A clear line of footprints went up to the top of the mountain.

"Lord of the Swords."

Michihiro Morita's voice was filled with suppressed excitement.

He looked old and thin, but his eyes were wide and there was a divine light in them that could not be concealed.

"I made it!"

Crash.

The door opened, and two figures, one tall and one short, sat in the room.

Michihiro Morita walked briskly into it, and he walked up to the Jackdaw Sword Master and placed the box he was holding on the table.

"The effect of the Everdark Flower is much better than expected, and it is our luck that there is a lot of energy in that flower, and there were a few times in the process that I thought it had failed......"

Michihiro Morita muttered to himself excitedly.

The Jackdaw Sword Lord didn't interrupt him with a half-squinted eye, and after a long while, it wasn't until the face of the Yata celebrity showed a hint of impatience that Michihiro Morita seemed to notice something.

"Please forgive the Sword Master, I'm so excited."

"Click."

With a soft sound, the wooden box opened, and the eight celebrities sitting next to him couldn't help but straighten their waists, even he was extremely curious about this weapon.

But he was disappointed.

Instead of a cold-lit weapon, the box contained a large pool of ever-changing liquid with a metallic sheen and a lot of life in it.

The Yata celebrity even felt the unique aura of the three-legged black in the box.

"What is this?" He couldn't help but ask.

"This is the Spirit Sword."

Michihiro Morita looked proud.

The Raven Sword Lord stretched out the palm of the dead tree, his skin was shriveled as thin as paper, and the Raven Sword Lord was already so thin that he was out of shape.

But when his fingers touched the flowing liquid, something strange happened.

The liquid flowed, automatically pouring into the palm of the Jackdaw Sword Master's hand, and then spread forward, and in the blink of an eye, a pale weapon appeared in front of him.

Like a sword but not a sword, like a knife not a knife.

It is only two and a half fingers wide, narrow and sharp, pale overall, and the spine of the sword is straight, with only a slight curve at the top.

At the tip of the hilt of the sword was a three-legged black with a sharp beak and eyes that radiated a serene light.

The Jackdaw Sword Master stretched out his other hand and slowly slashed across the blade.

Click.

The palm of the hand rubs against the blade of the sword, as if it were gliding over a rock.

"Does it have a name?"

"That's your right."

Michihiro Morita replied with a bow.

"Then call it the Black Moon."

A smile appeared on the face of the Jackdaw Sword Master.

Then he clenched his palm, and the black qi on his body surged, burrowing into the weapon in his hand at an extremely fast speed.

Slowly, the power of the body passed, but the body of the Jackdaw Sword Lord became full.

The folds on his skin disappeared, his muscles became full, and it didn't take long for him to change his old age just now, his eyes were sharp, his waist was straight, and he looked dozens of years younger!

"Not bad, not bad."

"Much stronger than the last experiment, containing so much of my power but nothing happens."

The Jackdaw Sword Lord smiled with satisfaction.

"Now that's all that's left for conversion."

"And the sword-bearer......"

Michihiro Morita added quietly.

"Haven't found the right person yet?" Eight celebrities spoke.

"Nope."

"The other candidates will seriously affect the strength of the Sword Master."

"Isn't Jianjiao the best candidate?"

The Yachi celebrity asked.

"Yes, he is." Michihiro Morita nodded.

"But he didn't want to."

"The sword-bearer is not a puppet, and if he is willing to cooperate, we will have a lot less trouble."

Michihiro Morita added.

"Then let him say yes!"

The Hachiya celebrity sneered, "Leave this matter to me." ”

He nodded at the Jackdaw Sword Master, "Don't worry, father, it won't be long before he takes the initiative to come here." ”

"What are you going to do?" The Jackdaw Sword Lord asked.

"Don't worry, I know the measure."

The Yata celebrity looked at his father, one of his eyes was completely pale, and the color of the other eye was changing, gradually changing to pale.

Prior to this, in non-combat situations, the eyeballs of the Yata celebrities were one white and the other black, and at this time there was a transformation.

This meant that his own power had also changed.

"If you know, it's good."

The Jackdaw Sword Lord looked at his son, "It looks like you've made your choice. ”

The Hachiya celebrity nodded, "It should have been like this a long time ago, even if I am unwilling, I can only face this reality, this is the ceiling of my strength." ”

With that, he turned and left.

Being able to enter the level of the sword master is the limit of the eight celebrities, and he has been accumulating strength, hoping to improve to a relatively high level as much as possible after being promoted.

But the battle with Roger was a blow to the Yata celebrity, and he had to take that step.

The heavy soles of his feet left a deep footprint on the snow, and he rolled up his body in the snow and walked towards the courtyard where Yatsuki Kenkaku was.

The snow fluttered, and I don't know when the sky changed again on the top of the cold river, the snowflakes fell like flying flotsam, the courtyard door was closed, and Yagajian sat in the hall of the outer corridor.

In front of him was an empty courtyard, a place that belonged to Nao Yuuki, since the last time he came down from the cold river.

For the last nearly two months, he has been living here, not going out or seeing anyone.

Jianjiao was draped in a black crow feather coat and a soft fox skin around his neck, and his body was tightly worn.

At the low table where he sits, there is a brazier.

But even so, the tip of Jianjiao's nose and fingers are slightly red.

was robbed of all his strength, and now he only has a physical fitness far beyond ordinary people.

But this is Hanchuan, the temperature is much lower than outside, and with his current physical fitness, he also needs to do some proper warmth here.

"Lord Jianjiao, what are you thinking?"

A woman in a snow-white robe with long hair leaned in gently.

She was attached to Jianjiao's shoulder, and one hand wrapped around Jianjiao's arm.

"Nothing."

"It's a rare quiet." Jianjiao shook his head with a wry smile.

"I thought that only death would get such quiet, but I didn't expect that there would be a day when I was alive."

Yuuki Nao didn't say anything, just tightened her arms.

Although she is very selfish, deep down she longs for this kind of life, and even hopes to be like this forever.

Tong!

A majestic figure fell from the sky and slammed into the ground with a loud bang, and the surrounding snowflakes splashed, and the snow was stained with mud.

The silence was destroyed, and Jian Jiao frowned, staring at the celebrities who appeared in the courtyard.

"What are you doing here?"

He waved his hand and motioned for Yuuki to step back.

Yuuki Nao didn't say anything, bowed to Yata, and slowly stepped back.

The Yata celebrity has a strange smile on his face and looks at Nao Yuuki intently.

"Good, good."

He said meaningfully.

The muscles in Yuuki Nao's body tensed violently, and the gaze of the Yata celebrity fell on hers, making her feel as if she had a sharp sword against it.

"Celebrity, what are you going to do?!"

Build angles to raise the sound.

"Nothing."

The eight celebrities withdrew their gaze.

"This woman is good."

"Good, good."

Jianjiao's face instantly became gloomy.