Chapter 12: Sword

Considering the current combat effectiveness of his three people, after obtaining Akara's permission, he transferred this opportunity to Bu Lichen and exchanged for a primary skill of the "Assassin" profession with the primary control level [Feedle Fist].

Unlike other professions, assassins have energy similar to internal energy by training their physical and mental power to fight, which is just suitable for Bu Lichen's energy attributes. As for [Flame Fist], for the assassin, it combines his martial arts and spiritual power, so that the attacks he releases attach to the flame power and increase the attack power.

This kind of flame is generated by the mixture of mental power and internal energy. It is not ordinary fire, but also has a certain damage bonus to negative energy.

Different people will naturally have different performances with the same ability. [Flame Fist] When it comes to Bu Lichen's hands, a considerable change has occurred.

She can not only attach this light red flame to her fist, but also bless her to the wooden knife, and even hit it like a "wave fist"! Of course, the last method consumes a lot of internal energy and is not easy to control.

Time passed without realizing it, and in a blink of an eye, it was the seventh day that Zhang Shen came to this world.

In the past four days, the three of them left the city as usual to experience it.

Underground passages, dark forests, black wastelands, Taimo Heights.

The cold crow, the tree head and wooden fist, and countless monsters died under the tacit cooperation of the three.

In the past few days, the relationship between the three has made Zhang Shen a little depressed and confused. Since the "true love" that day, the relationship between the two women has returned to normal, and they cooperated well during the battle, which is quite tacit, almost the same as before. The only change is probably that the two of them have become much "close" in their attitude towards Zhang Shen.

The most intuitive manifestation is that they are more open in front of Zhang Chan, much more casually, showing their true nature bit by bit, as if their minds are all opened. The charm that is revealed from time to time feasts someone's eyes.

Originally, according to the route on the map, today we should go to the Forgotten Tower on the Black Wasteland to trouble the perverted countess, but the warning from the camp made them give up this idea.

From the information in the camp, Zhang Shen and the other two learned about the movements of nearby monsters.

I don’t know when it started, but the bloody wasteland, stone wilderness, and the cold land that were closer to Roger Camp suddenly increased a lot of monsters, and they were all very familiar faces.

Orak, the moon clan, polluting monster, ghost, stench crow...

Monsters from other areas are actually approaching Roger Camp!

Logically speaking, these projection monsters without intelligence will only sway on their territory. Now they actually hike up mountains and wade here, and there is only one explanation-

This time the "monster siege" began!

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On the afternoon of the sixth day, the cathedral!

The originally magnificent cathedral has long been dilapidated and has become the stronghold of the "ashes" of the Skeleton Mage. It led a large number of monsters to patrol the wide church and eliminate the invading human profession flies for its owner, Andalil.

The projection of Andalil, one of the seven demon kings of Hell, who made countless humans afraid, professionals love and fear, and the top leaders of the alliance sighed secretly, lives on the 4th floor of the Catacomb below the cathedral!

It's very quiet here. Because there are wandering monsters everywhere nearby, no one dares to come here to seek death.

However, at this moment, at the entrance of the cathedral, a man stood proudly in the wind.

Ouyang Tianqi!!

His clothes were torn and covered in blood. His exposed skin could be seen with scars that had just healed for a while. His upper body was even tied with a dark red bandage, which looked very embarrassed at first glance.

He still had an expression of a vulgar heart, and his right eye was staring at the church not far away, his eyes as calm as water.

However, if a master like Kasha is here, he will be surprised to find that there is an extremely sharp will hidden in his body, revealing a brilliant corner.

A person, a sword that is so rotten that it cannot be more rotten, gives people the feeling that the divine edge is unsatisfactory!

Ouyang Tianqi walked towards the church, but his expression, which was like a thousand years of ice, changed significantly. His brows were frowned, and a few confusion flashed in his eyes.

The cathedral of demons everywhere should not be so quiet!

Ouyang Tianqi's alarm bell rang, his pace remained unchanged, and the movement under his feet was even smaller.

Through the rusted crack in the door, Ouyang Tianqi saw an amazing scene.

Monster corpses everywhere!

Someone actually took the lead and swept all the monsters in the cathedral!

"This wound..." Ouyang Tianqi squatted down and looked at the monster's corpse that had not yet dissipated. A ray of surprise appeared in his eyes. "It's a sword injury!" All the monsters died of sword injuries. The wounds were extremely shallow, extremely thin and thin, giving people the feeling that the man was using a strange sword as thin as a blade that was only wide for fingernails.

Moreover, he was surprised to find that each monster had only a sword wound on it, all located in the center of the eyebrows and the absolute key area of ​​the brain. Monsters in the first world are projections. If you want to kill the enemy in this way, you must directly destroy their energy core (such as the skeleton's soul fire). And this person, each sword is exactly the same as the red heart.

The person who comes is a master of swords!

Ouyang Tianqi felt his heart beating faster! A hot stream was surging in his silent heart, which was caused by the burning desire of fighting!

Since the blood wasteland, countless monsters have fallen under their swords. Even those so-called elites and chief monsters are not enemies of one another!

I have never encountered a decent opponent since practicing [Cancer Sword]!

This disappointed Ouyang Tianqi very much. He pursued strength, but did not recognize any invincible world.

The world is invincible, and the only thing left is loneliness.

Just like the previous eighteen years.

"Catch up with him!" The heart in his chest was beating more and more fiercely, and the accelerated blood made his face flushed.

Ouyang Tianqi's right eye burst out with a hot light. He stood up without thinking and ran with all his might.

Catacombs.

Level 1, Level 2. "Fresh" corpses can be seen everywhere, all of which are killed with one sword, clean and neatly.

Moreover, the man was extremely fast and there was no trace of battle on the ground. What does this mean? These monsters didn’t even have time to react and were killed one after another!

On the stairs from 2 to 3 floors, Ouyang Tianqi jumped down and finally saw the man on the third floor. He was about to enter the fourth floor.

"Huh?" The movement behind him alarmed the man. He casually solved the last monster, Orak, on the third floor with a casual sword, and turned around.

It was the vicissitudes of swordsman!

After quickly glanced at the corpses of various monsters covered with the ground, Ouyang Tianqi took a deep breath and returned to his calm: "I want to compete with you in a sword."

The man was stunned, raised his thick eyebrows, showing a playful look: "Bi Jian?" He naturally saw the thrilling sword in Ouyang Tianqi's hand and became interested.

"Yes. However, I don't want to waste my time on the fish."

"Kill Andalil and prove your qualifications."

Ouyang Tianqi walked into the fourth floor without saying a word.

An hour later, when the swordsman walked down the fourth floor, Andalil had already fallen to the ground, and green blood flowed out of its hideous wound, flowing all over the ground.

Ouyang Tianqi leaned on the wall and kept pouring various medicines into his mouth. It was detoxified, treated with external trauma, and treated with internal trauma...

A strange look flashed in the swordsman's eyes. He took out a white jade bottle from his storage towel and poured out a bright red pill.

"My name is Yan Jue." Reporting his name means that he has initially recognized Ouyang Tianqi.

"Return to Life Pills for True Blood." The swordsman Yan Kuo threw the bright red pill to Ouyang Tianqi, and a trace of flesh and pain flashed through his eyes.

Don’t look at this small pill, even if you buy it from the guards, you will need to have a minimum of 500 points!

Ouyang Tianqi had no intention of checking, so he caught it and threw it into his mouth.

The true blood return life pill melted immediately after entering the mouth. Then, a huge heat flow penetrated every part of his body, healing all his injuries! Even the consumed true energy and spirit were restored!

"Thank you." Ouyang Tianqi had a clear understanding of the preciousness of this pill and nodded to thank him. "Ouyang Tianqi."

Yan Kuai curled his lips angrily: "Speak less nonsense, let me see if you are worthy of my pill."

At this time, Ouyang Tianqi saw his sword.

It was an ordinary sword, but it was crystal clear and almost transparent, as if it was carved from a whole piece of flawless jade, making people worried about whether it would break when touched.

As Ouyang Tianqi guessed before, the sword was very thin, about three or four blades thick.

The body of the sword is covered with fish scales. Two words are carved near the sword thigh.

"The sword is named Xu Gu, three feet, six inches and four cents long, and two twelve and five cents weighing eight cents."

Yan Kuo not only dressed as an ancient swordsman, but also moved completely towards ancient swordsman.

In fact, it is not only him, but many guards (such as Bu Lichen) do this.

There is a saying that the Guardian Space circulates: Only when one is sincere in the Tao can one be as extreme as one.

Ouyang Tianqi suppressed the strangeness in his heart and placed his rotten sword in his chest.

"A bad sword, made of mortal iron, is of no name."

Yan Kuo was stunned, and a hint of shame flashed through his eyes. Ouyang Tianqi's behavior seemed to be provoking and humiliating himself no matter how he looked.

"Check my sword!" After all, he was an old bird who had been through the battlefield for a long time. He quickly suppressed his emotions and held his breath and concentrated.

Xugu, come out!

Yan cut out the sword and stabbed it flat. At that moment, Ouyang Tianqi only saw a slight light blooming, and then it seemed as if he ignored the distance of space and arrived in an instant. A light hit his eyebrows. His unparalleled sharpness made the skin between his eyebrows hurt, and an illusion arose.

If you don’t avoid it, you will die!

"Avoid? How is that possible!"

Ouyang Tianqi's pupils condensed, and a little light burst out.

The broken sword, come out!

His movements were rude and direct, and he raised his sword and slashed down at Xugu's edge.

That posture was like a farmer chopping wood, using the sword in his hand as a hatchet.
To be continued...