Master, who is looking through me?

26,

I threw the jiaojing to the ground, braced myself, carried the sword that was worn at the entrance, and followed Li Chuyue to meet him.

They came to grab the sword, and Li Chuyue was at the side, so I rushed forward just to put on a show.

Hope it is lucky enough not to be seen.

27,

Here it is again, this strange feeling.

Ever since the first time I raised the sword in Sanxizong, I have occasionally felt this way.I seem to have practiced every move and every move. No matter how difficult the brothers think, I have a well-thought-out plan and can do it with ease.As if I was born with it, I was born to be the one who should enter this way of swordsmanship.

It is the same now.

The moves of those black robes are clear in my eyes, and there is nothing to hide, as if I have really experienced countless battles, and the way to control the enemy has been engraved in my blood and bone marrow.

But this is the first time I have encountered an enemy since I entered Taoism.

28,

I saw it, but I couldn't hide it.The lack of familiarity with the fighting spirit is not enough to resist the suppression from the realm.

There were cuts all over his body, blood was scattered all over the ground, and the last streak passed through his chest.

puff--

The sound of flesh and blood shattering.

"Junior Brother Lin!—"

I heard Li Chuyue's shrill voice

My last thought before I fell to the ground was - if it weren't for Li Chuyue, I would not have risked my life to protect this broken sword.

However, although these injuries are serious, as long as they don't break my soul, I still have a glimmer of life.

I know that Master has planted a "fixed soul" for me to protect my soul.