Chapter 24 023 / last words

Lei didn't speak, his majestic back didn't move, he kept his final posture, with his hands stretched forward, he was only one step away from hugging Lian. What was Lian's last sentence? Uncle Jian looked at Lei and the stove, as if time stood still. Exactly one second?two seconds?Still a minute?or even longer?Uncle Jian couldn't judge, he only knew that this period of time gave him an unimaginable sense of oppression, was it fear?Is this fear? Then, a silvery-white light burst out from the stove, breaking Uncle Jian's meditation. The light was like a white feathered arrow, scattered from the center of the stove with a bang, fleeting and frightening.

Silver-white electric light?Uncle Jian suddenly thought, this is the sword light of two swords combined!Have the twin swords been forged?The dream that has continued for thousands of years, is he finally going to have two swords?Uncle Jian cast aside that nameless fear, and the ecstasy of fulfilling his long-cherished wish surged into his heart like a tidal wave. Hahaha dual swords my dual swords!Uncle Jian stood up, greedily stretched his right hand forward, and walked slowly towards the stove. Two swords, melted.There was no emotion in Lei's voice, he stood firmly at the door of the stove, his eyes fixed on the fierce red flame in the stove.

Although there was a little accident, the two swords finally melted, hahaha, boy Lei, I will spare your life, get out!Uncle Jian regained his original arrogance, walked to the door of the stove, and pushed Lei's shoulder with his right hand, trying to push Lei away. Uncle Jian, do you know what Lian told me in the end? ah?Uncle Jian was startled when he heard the words, his right hand trembled suddenly, with his strength, he couldn't push Lei. She said: After the double sword kills evil, I will wait for you.Lei's back stands in front of the stove, like a giant god, only his voice is indifferent, do you understand what she means?Uncle Jian.

Two swords to kill evil, I'll wait for you Uncle Jian opened his eyes wide, the sweat on his forehead slowly condensed in the pores, condensed, and then condensed into a drop of sweat, which slowly slid down. This drop of sweat was actually cold. Do you understand?Lei turned his head to look at Uncle Jian, with a smile on his rough face, this sight made Uncle Jian feel hairy all over, and he took two steps back. Then, Lei's right hand stretched forward, without any hesitation, it reached into the furnace door which was as high as 2,000 degrees and could instantly turn a person into coke.

A long red copper sword with a bloody glow and a raging flame was taken out of the stove by Lei. And Lei's right hand, under the extremely high-temperature barbecue, has turned into a ball of black charcoal, tightly sticking to the blood-red long sword, and it has long been impossible to tell which is Lei's right hand?Which is the hilt? ah! !Seeing Lei's frightening appearance, Uncle Jian let out a scream, turned his head and fled. Uncle Jian fled for two steps, suddenly felt a hot fire behind him, and hurriedly lowered his head to avoid it. A red sword light whizzed past at a distance of a few millimeters from the back of his neck.

Uncle Jian felt a shudder. Because the moment the long sword brushed against his neck, he really felt the breath of death. Uncle Jian believed that he had lived for more than a thousand years, what kind of murder weapon had he never seen?What kind of bloody conspiracy has not been encountered?But he has never known fear, because he knows that those things can't kill him, those things can't hurt him.At most, it was the explosion in the Tang Dynasty when the two swords folded each other, which seriously injured him and had to recuperate for hundreds of years. However, it was different at this moment. After the two swords combined, the moment he brushed the back of his neck, he understood one thing, yes, this sword could kill him.

Double swords to kill evil!Uncle Jian suddenly remembered Lian's last words. What kind of truth did Lian realize before he died?Why did she crack this secret? Moreover, what makes Uncle Jian more terrified is not only the sword, but also the person who holds the sword, who puts life and death aside, like a man of hell ghosts and gods, Lei. Uncle Jian felt that his clothes were soaked in cold sweat, could he escape this time? Lei brandished the blood-red long sword, shouted angrily, and chased Uncle Jian. The blood-red long sword had actually lost its appearance as a sword. It was not so much a sword as it was a hot iron bar .However, the blunt and sharp iron bar is indestructible. When it touches any object, the object will burst into flames first, and then split into four pieces, like tofu that has exploded.

Lei's arms had long been scorched black, and his life was dying. What supported him was his endless fighting spirit. Under the pursuit of the bright red sword light, Uncle Jian tried his best to dodge left and right. He is indeed a martial arts expert who has practiced for thousands of years. This millennium of practice not only gave Uncle Jian superhuman strength, but also gave him the strength that is different from ordinary people. of agility. Although the two swords were powerful, the flames splashed everywhere. Lei held the long sword and drew fierce red semicircles in the huge basement.But he never hit Uncle Jian, not even with a sword.

Uncle Jian is like a sensitive thousand-year-old fox, facing the critical moment of life and death, he is even more cunning and nimble, avoiding every killing opportunity. On the other hand, Lei, who was holding a long sword, was already sweating profusely and collapsed because of the high degree of burns on his arm and the exhaustion of swinging the long sword. He saw that his long sword dance was getting slower and slower, and Uncle Jian was hiding further and further away. Lei suddenly felt an uncontrollable sense of loss. Lian's last wish, to kill evil with two swords, is there still no way for me to fulfill it?

Ha ha hu hu hu, Uncle Jian's laughter was mixed with the sound of panting heavily. Just now, to avoid the double swords, for him, it could be said to be thrilling and his life was hanging by a thread. Huhulei boy, it's a pity that the sky will not kill me, you admit it!ha ha ha ha ha