Xuanhuan: Me!Destiny villain

Chapter 972 Great War ([-])

The second sky is in space.

Almost without any hesitation, Huang Jian slashed down with his sword, and countless black light spots gathered around him quickly. A huge colorless sword struck Jing Wei again as if it was about to open up the world.

Jing Wei's complexion changed instantly, feeling the powerful force under the sword, and he responded immediately.

The Yellow Sword attack is coming!

Jing Wei didn't think about it, his eyes were burning like a torch, and his face was tense!

The big knife in his hand, the blade flashed waves of fluctuations, if you are careful, you can find that the fluctuations are unconscious, giving people a heavy feeling, he raised the purple inscription, and the attack target instantly locked on the colorless giant in the sky. sword!

For a moment, a purple sword glow mixed with heavy sentiments took shape instantly, and then this sword glow quickly became larger, as if it wanted to become the same size as that colorless giant sword.

In the blink of an eye, the glow of the waiting knife was less than the size of the colorless giant sword, and the colorless giant sword was already imprinted in Jing Wei's eyes.

All this seems to be a long story, but in fact it is only a short breath.

Therefore, there was not enough time for Jingwei's blade to take shape, but the colorless giant sword was imminent.

"Ah!" Jing Wei growled, there was no other way, and in the end he could only control it, and the purple sword light that had not yet fully formed slashed straight down.

boom!
The two forces intersected at this moment, as if the Tianzhi Space could not withstand such a powerful impact, the sky changed drastically, trembling, as if it was about to collapse.

Although Huang Jian's strength is not weak, there is a clear gap with Jing Wei in terms of cultivation, so Jing Wei knows very well in his heart that as long as he fights a protracted battle with him, he will surely win.

But it seems that Huang Jian didn't intend to let him get what he wanted.

Huang Jian's strike was so powerful that it surpassed the previous first strike.

The purple sword light was originally an incomplete attack formed by Jing Wei in a hurry, and the two are not much comparable at all. At the moment of contact, the colorless giant sword directly split the purple sword light into pieces. In two halves, and with the remaining momentum, following the direction, he approached Jing Wei again.

"Damn it!" Jing Wei cursed angrily when he saw the purple sword light that had been broken in half, and gradually dissipated in the sky. His strength was not weak in the first place. If he was given a little more time, the strength he had brewed might be able to block this attack.

But the truth is, he doesn't have the time!

Facing such a powerful attack and pressure, he didn't have time to think about it. In the end, his heart broke down, and the purple sword was raised above his head!
He actually wanted to resist the attack directly!
Huang Jian, who was not far away, cast his eyes on Jing Wei at this time, and instantly knew what the other party wanted to do.

"Resist? Hmph!" A trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he knew very clearly that even if Jing Wei blocked this attack, he would probably be seriously injured even if he survived and would be unable to fight again.

However, there was a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

There was a bang, and there was no doubt that the colorless giant sword had an intimate contact with Jing Wei's purple sword!

But at this moment, a storm of destructive breath spread rapidly with Jingwei as the center, and the area with a diameter of about [-] meters made deafening noises continuously, and even some spaces had cracks. The symptoms seemed to be about to collapse, and the aftermath of the colorless giant sword completely enveloped this space... The breath was so strong that people couldn't see it.

A strong force passed from Zi Dao's body to Jing Wei's arm, and then to his body. He lost consciousness from the shock from head to toe, and he didn't even notice a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. If he hadn't still had some consciousness, holding the purple broadsword tightly, maybe he would really have died in this colorless sky.

The pain spread from his body, his expression was extremely distorted, and his sanity seemed to be about to collapse...

He never realized how close to death he was, how he was so afraid of death...

"Heh! Maybe I deserved to die?" Jing Wei laughed at himself.

Suddenly, the family he had guarded for decades appeared in his eyes, and it was a happy and harmonious place in his heart.

He saw the figure of himself who worked desperately when he was a child in order to stand out and become the first in the family...

As time went by, he saw that he used countless bloody methods to mercilessly kill all his patriarchal competitors...

Finally, the screen changed, and a little girl appeared in front of him...

She is not very old, about six or seven years old, and she is playing with a small wooden sword with both hands. She is having a good time, and she has a pair of cute little dimples under her smile, which is very cute.

And he himself was standing beside the little girl, looking at her kindly.

"Father, father..." The childish voice of the little girl reached his ears.

"Hehe! What's the matter? Little Ziming!" Laughing, Jing Wei hugged Ziming.At this moment, if there were outsiders present, they would probably stare wide-eyed. The always indifferent patriarch of the Jing family actually had such a soft side.

"Is father going out again?" Zi Ming asked.

"Yeah! What's the matter?" A trace of doubt flashed in Jing Wei's eyes.

Zi Ming showed a look of disappointment: "Father has always been so busy, so he didn't play well with Zi Ming."

"Eh!" Jing Wei was stunned, and then pondered for a while.

After a while, Jing Wei stretched out his big hand, touched Zi Ming's small head, and said softly: "Hehe! Zi Ming is good! Okay! I promise you, when I come back this time, I will definitely play with you...Look, how about it?"

"Okay! This is what you said, don't play tricks!" Zi Ming immediately changed his attitude 180 degrees when he heard Jing Wei's words, as if he was afraid that Jing Wei would go back on his word.

Seeing such a lovely daughter, Jing Wei felt very warm in his heart and smiled happily...

At the same time, the word Ziming was printed upside down on the small wooden sword.

But at this moment, this warm picture was suddenly frozen in front of him.

Jing Wei looked at the frozen picture, he stretched out his hands, trying to touch the picture, but he couldn't touch anything.

"no!"

"That won't work!"

"No! I can't die? I absolutely can't die. Zi Ming is still waiting for me. I haven't fulfilled what I promised her. How can I just die like this?"

"Ah!" Jing Wei roared in his heart.

"I can't die!"

Boom!Boom!Boom!

At this time, the purple broadsword seemed to feel Jing Wei's determination, it trembled slightly, a strange fluctuation, beating slowly like the sound of the heart, and even its blade gradually turned into a dark purple color...

And at this moment, an extremely detailed true power and its consciousness were instantly transmitted from the purple sword to Jing Wei's mind. Suddenly, the pain all over his body seemed to disappear suddenly. up.

At this moment, Jing Wei was shocked!
"This is?!"

In his mind, it seemed that Zidao was telling him, attack, attack...

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(End of this chapter)