The Inverted Dragon’s Scale

Smart one, stupid one time.

This is Choi's position on himself.

Choi decided to do something stupid and be a crazy man.

Choi Photographer is not the first person to kill, he can even say that because he is in that position, killing people is a common thing for him.

He kills for power, for profit, for superiors, for families. To conspire to kill, to flatter homicide, to say nothing and kill, to kill for wanting to kill --

This time, not for anything else, just for fighting.

The ancients said: learn to slaughter dragons, sell with the Emperor's family.

This phrase is inherently beneficial, as if everyone was trying to practice for the word ’sell'.

But there should also be a different purpose.

Some seek eternal life, others seek great power. There are those who ask for a thousand ancient names, and there are those who ask for inner preferences.

Throughout the history of the sky, those who practice martial arts because of their inner preferences can truly stand at the top of the sky and become the supreme ruler of the entire world.

Like Li Qiubai, like Dulov.

Choi Photographer is an extremely proud person, confident in his own talent, confident in his own wisdom, and more confident in his own family genetics.

This time, he fought for the Sword of Dowry and for the Eighteen Thousand Wild and Unintentional Techniques.

Fight for your years of hard work.

He will do everything he can to fight and kill Li Shepherd once.

You die, or I die.

Looks fair.

Li Shepherd understood Choi's intentions and said: “I don't like you very much. ”

“Me too. ”

“But now--there's some admiration for you.” Shepherd Li sank. “Lord Haumen, he was in danger, he was in danger, he was not afraid of death, but he had a heroic courage. ”

“Me too.” Choi looked at Li Shepherd floating in the air and said: "The grassroots body is able to summon the wind and rain, making it look powerful - although I don't know exactly what happened in here. However, I still have a great deal of respect for those with magic skills. Bao Jianfeng emerged from sharpening, the word sharpening is simple, but not everyone can persevere. ”

Excellent people are always confirmed by equally good people, and those fools just point back at them and say, "They're lucky."

Li Shepherd and Choi Photographer chatted, but there was a feeling of mutual knowledge.

They finally found a glimmer of flash from each other.

“Well, let me teach you your second sword.” Li Shepherd shouted, “Is the sword called karma? ”

“Yes. Cut the cause and effect before reaching the other shore.” Choi Zhuoren said with a smile: “I haven't mastered this sword yet, this is the first time I've fully developed it. So hopefully it won't disappoint you. ”

“Okay, I'll remember that name.” Li Shepherd said. “If someone ever gives me this sword again in the future, I will remember you, too. ”

Choi is feeling a little uncomfortable again. What do you mean by that?

The battle hasn't started yet, so say you'll remember me in the future ----just like I would have died this time.

“I'll miss you, too, in my heart. ”

Choi Photographer no longer speaks, strength is the best language.

His face was calm, his right hand lifted his wrist and his sword raised high.

The black robe on his body stirred up, and it seemed unbearable to be infused with energy.

Hiss -----

The sound of the rift came, Choi Zhuoman's black robe was ripped off.

But that disengaged piece of cloth did not leave, but was suspended in the air like Choi Photographer.

Choi Zhaoman formed a cyclone at the core, and the fabric was also in the cyclone.

Choi Zhuoren's body incarnated 100,000, and the sky was secretly and numbly shadowed by Choi Zhuoren's sword.

Then instantly, 100,000 people became one, and 100,000 people became the only ones.

Choi Zhuoren's left hand pinched the sword, five fingers instantly changed a dozen fingerprints, looks cumbersome and gorgeous and confusing.

The high sword began to shine, a black light, a glittering fire from the earth, a color of death.

The rumor is that Hidden Bodhisattva sees the suffering and empathy of the people of Hell, and then wills to go to Hell and save them. 'I will not go to Hell, who will go to Hell? Hell is not empty, vow not to be Buddha’. Tibetan Bodhisattva, with the heart of Bodhisattva, takes the fire of hell, adds great wisdom, creates this sword sword method, teaches it to the world, helps it cut off its troubled fruits and abandons flesh to become a Buddha.

With the infusion of internal forces, the fire continues to rise and spread, presenting the power of star fire.

The sword was a torch, lighting the skies around the area.

The black flames are burning, and you can't feel any heat waves, but there's a chilly chill in the back of your heart.

Cold!

Cold into the bone marrow!

Click, click, click -----

The air was frozen into fog, and the creatures in the sky, including the torrential rains that had fallen, were instantly frozen after being burned by the flames, turning into a black hockey ball when they landed on the river.

Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft.

Hockey rackets are a devastating blow to those who are still floating on the river.

The river is wide open and you can't see the edge. It's impossible to swim to shore on your own.

What they're waiting for now is the rain afterwards, and there are other buildings and boats to rescue them.

I didn't expect the boat to come, but I waited for a hail.

Zhang Linpu's heart is already growling.

“Heaven and earth conscience, Buddha of all gods, you will light the sun for a moment, thunderstorm for a moment, fish shrimp hit the boat, now another hail ----- are you going to kill us all? I don't go to heaven anymore, I want to go home -----”

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Shepherd Li also felt the cold.

The cold is not cold, but cold.

People ask Hidden Bodhisattva, what's hottest, what's coldest, what's most dominant?

The earth holds the hottest fire, the coldest fire, and the heavenly fire the most hegemonic fire.

Underworld fire is the coldest thing in the world, it can freeze people's limbs, freeze people's blood, freeze people's minds and everything -----

It can also freeze causes and consequences.

The sky is satin, and the black flame is the pigment that tips over the satin and burns rapidly and unbeatably in the direction of the sheep of Lee.

click click click -------

The fire has not reached the end of the earth, and it is cold and invasive.

Shepherd Li did not hide, facing the enemy.

He knows that Choi Photographer's sword has become, and his slight move is when he waves his sword.

Instead of triggering it, he just hasn't found the bloom yet.

If a person does not move, there is naturally no bloom. But if there is a little action, then there will be a bloom.

Of course, both sides are the best. If one side is weak, immobility is the fate of a sword for seconds.

Shepherd Li's hair was wrapped in white mist and her wet clothes instantly froze.

Even a drop of rain on his eyelashes solidifies the undried blood stain on the corner of his mouth.

Click, click, click --

Li Shepherd's body became stiff, like an ice sculpture.

The fire didn't stop. Choi Photographer's left hand, which was squeezing the stamp, suddenly stopped.

Hold the blade handle in your left hand and hold the sword high in your hands.

Then he lifted the black flame and smashed it towards Lee Shepherd.

A simple sword.

One sword at will.

Common sword.

However, Choi Photographer is the highest Kendo achievement in his life.

He was not fast or slow, and the force was not heavy or light.

Everything's just fine.

Looks pleasant, looks beautiful and harmonious.

Harmony, harmony is the supreme law of the world.

Choi Zhuoren attacked with a sword and chopped Li Shepherd toward the ground frozen by black underworld fire.

Click --------

There was a black flame in the sky, which, like a dragon, broke through the long sky and split towards the other end of the sky.

Boom ---------

The whole sky was covered in underworld flames, black-fired, blind to the heavens and the earth, like a giant black cloth covering the sun and moon.

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The sky has been in the dark for a long time, and the storms have not stopped, and those black flames will not go out for a moment and a half.

There are infinite voices in the dark.

“Why is this happening?” That's Choi's voice. Choi Photographer is still alive, but there is heavy exhaustion and infinite regret in his voice.

I can tell, he can't figure out a lot of things.

“I told you, you killed me.” The sound of Lee's shepherd is also coming from the darkness. “Of course, it's not you, it's the sword. But that man didn't use this sword, not the edge of the dust, not the cause and effect, but another sword -----”

“That's chopping heaven.” Choi shouted with a bitter smile, saying: "Felix sword has three sword tricks, Heavenly Chopping is the highest sword intent, no one in the family has understood for thousands of years -- I didn't expect you to know this chopping. And Chopping Heaven hasn't killed you--who are you? ”

“The sword didn't kill me, but it made me discover a secret.” Li Shepherd said.

“What secret? ”

“Your first two swords are broken ----it is the Chopping of Heaven that is perfect. I've seen them perfect, so you cut out this sword and I discovered the blossom. ”

“This is really -------" Choi Zhuo coughed violently, coughing like a broken heart.

By this time, he had failed to maintain the elegance of the nobility and the image of beauty.

Black flames fade away and the sky returns to normal again.

The storm stopped and the dark clouds scattered.

Once again, the proud sun rekindled the earth, and the sky regained its heartbreaking blue.

Jiangzhong's swimming companions raised their heads. Before the smile on their faces could open up, they fell into a state of greater alarm.

Come and go fast. Is this all manipulative?

“Coincidentally awkward.” Choi Zhuoren coughed up blood in his mouth and said out loud.

“I can't talk about it.” Li Shepherd said. “Just a reminder of the past. ”

“You said you'd seen Heaven's Chop? ”

“Nice.”

“There is one request, and although there is no position to say so, there is no longer an opportunity to do so. Can I see the third sword? ”

“I have to be in shape, not God. ”

“There's a form I've been very satisfied with. Do not be stingy. ”

Shepherd Li hesitated a little and said: "Okay, I can give you a comparison. ”

“Thank you," Choi said with tremendous gratitude. “Just feed my body to the sword. ”