In the corridor of the student dormitory, Ming Shuiyun leaned against the railing and stared blankly at the Platinum Tower.

It was an explosion and a battle that night, so you could naturally hear the movements in the student dormitory. Ming Shuiyun knew that there was a hard battle over the Platinum Tower. She even thought about whether to go over. Even if she just looked, it was better than staying in the dormitory and waiting for news. Qin Leyin was almost dead for herself. How could she sit and enjoy the fruits of her peace of mind?

However, as soon as she left the dormitory, she saw someone guarding her downstairs.

With long braids in my hair and a long knife in hand, the man named Niruo sat quietly on the grass in front of the dormitory and gently stroked the blade. When Mingshuiyun came out, he felt locked by a terrifying murderous intent, and he couldn't move.

As an ordinary person who has never entered the house with his own tactics, Ming Shuiyun's mental power is too weak and he is locked by a battle-hardened swordsman with murderous intent. It is like a mouse encountering a python. Physiological fear alone is enough to restrain her actions.

But as long as she retreated to the dormitory, the murderous intent would disappear, and Ming Shuiyun knew that Nirvana was preventing herself from leaving.

At first, Ming Shuiyun thought that Nirō would stop her from saving Qin Leyin, but when she forced her murderous intent to be feared and walked along the corridor railings, Nirō's murderous intent suddenly became even worse, but it did not reach the level that Ming Shuiyun could not bear. When Ming Shuiyun was about to be unable to survive, Nirō's murderous intent slowly lowered again, giving Ming Shuiyun a chance to rest.

After several rounds like this, Ming Shuiyun realized that if Nirvana was training himself, it would be better to protect himself than to prevent him from leaving. Although the sword holder would protect the sword master, what if there were any omissions?

With Niruo's murderous intent boiling, Ming Shuiyun calmed down and his inner passion was replaced by reason. She was too weak to help Qin Leyin, but it might become a bargaining chip that threatened Qin Leyin. Niruo was just stopping her from doing stupid things.

Suddenly, Ming Shuiyun saw the lights on the seventh floor of the Platinum Tower faded, and couldn't help but walk for two steps. Nie Ruo's murderous intent became more aggravated to the point that Ming Shuiyun could not bear it.

"I will stay here, but if you want to help him, why don't you go there!" Ming Shuiyun couldn't help but ask loudly without suppressing his inner feelings.

Niruo did not speak, sitting downstairs on the grassland as if he was asleep, but Ming Shuiyun was even more murderous intent.

"Shuiyun, you are wrong. Not helping is affection, and putting down the wrong things is the duty. Helping the charcoal in time is simply a saint." Ming Shuangli's voice sounded behind Ming Shuiyun: "He is my scabbard, why should I help you? If you help, can you transfer your points to me?"

"If you can transfer"

"Shuangli Palace, be careful of your words." Niruo suddenly spoke, "I can't take action tonight."

"Look? I don't want to? But the sword scabbard has his idea." Ming Shuangli hugged Ming Shuiyun and touched her head: "Is it okay to go back and sleep? You keep opening the dormitory door? The wind is pouring in? I'm so cold that I can't sleep. Let's sleep together later? I'll talk to you about my political program..."

Ming Shuiyun ignored Ming Shuangli's teasing and looked at Niruo and asked, "Why can't you take action?"

"There are many reasons? The most important one is that he didn't ask me for help."

Nirou made a clear sound on the cherry-toned sword.

"I respect his will? I hope you should respect it too in Shuiyun Palace. Don't use your unnecessary worries to insult the fighting spirit of a warrior. Does he dare to write a biography for himself during his lifetime? A man who said the evaluation of "Silver Blood San Qiqin and Rich Martial Poison Warrior Covering Silver Blood"!"

boom!

Suddenly, a silent explosion spread rapidly on the top of the Platinum Tower? Even the student dormitory seemed to be drowned by sound waves. Ming Shuangli and Ming Shuiyun fell to the ground at the same time. Niruo was even more excited and instantly posed with a knife in a combat posture.

"ah!"

Seven screams sounded at the same time? Ming Shuiyun watched the Holy Sword Seal on his right hand shining hotly. There were no scars on his hand? But it hurt like burning his soul!

Niruo downstairs also groaned, almost unable to hold the long knife, and his mark was burning!

"It hurts so much!"

"I can't control my right hand anymore!"

"What's wrong?"

The dormitory was in chaos, but Ming Shuangli showed a strange expression at this time, staring at the mark on the back of her hand and asked, "Shuiyun, do you feel it?"

Mingshuiyun wondered: "What do you feel?"

"Huiyao... seems very excited."

...

On the fifth floor of the Platinum Tower, Ning Xinyuan, who was healing Yan Yi, groaned, glanced at the back of her hands, raised her head and looked upwards, with surprise on her face.

"It's really successful..."

...

On the fourth floor of the Platinum Tower, a Yan Tong Operator suddenly sat up in the pile of corpses, vented his breath to the back of his hand, covered his right hand and jumped directly into the window and escaped.

"I've been away, I've helped him once anyway."

...

On the seventh floor of the Platinum Tower, after the chief chanted, a tsunami-like mental fluctuation suddenly broke out in his body, almost turning into substance. The closest to him, the musical lying was knocked away like a Shenluo Tianzheng!

"Really...successful..."

The chief manager ignored Qin Leyin at all. He knelt on the ground and stared at the holy sword that was constantly woven in the center of the seventh floor. The seventh floor, which should have been as bright as daytime, was as dim as if the light had turned off, as if all the lights were gathered in the center and became the material for woven sword body!

The Holy Sword is shining!

No matter who takes a look at it, you will know that it is the unquestionable Holy Sword Radiance!

Leyu looked at the lightsword that was woven halfway, and could even understand why its name was called the Holy Sword Huiyao because it was sacred, sword, Huiyao!

Although the shape is similar to what Yueyu saw in the Vientiane Forest, it is very far apart in essence. As the Grand General said, the real ray of rays has no entity at all, but is condensed from light to the limit and turned into entity. It is not a human sword limited by matter, but an omnipresent magic weapon!

Compared with Huiyao, the other magic weapons that Leyu has seen are just garbage goods that seek fame and reputation!

He actually used the spiritual sea of ​​the Imperial Court to force the Holy Sword Huiyao out of the void... Leyu grabbed the chief executive with both hands, stepped out the shadow and rushed forward!

"Can't you calm down and appreciate this historic moment?" The chief manager shook his head helplessly, using the skills of Badaliu to fight with Yueyu.

"But your right hand is broken, how could you beat me?"

Garingen's toxicity is far more intense than Leyu imagined. Even the ice-blooded constitution can only slow down slightly. The more flexible Leyu moves, the faster the toxicity spreads. In just two or three moves, Leyu felt that his right arm was completely removed, his fist could not be hardened, and his arm could not be raised, which was a waste!

The chief manager kept staring at the Holy Sword Huiyao, fighting with Leyu casually, and the right side of the game was bullying Leyu and was useless. He really didn't talk about martial ethics at all.

"Fall down!"

The chief general beat Huang Jie and hit Le Yu with his right shoulder. Le Yu suddenly became happy to his heart. Yu Yong drew a small circle with his left hand. As soon as he touched Huang Jie's light burst, he immediately turned into Huang Tan's explosion!

Just now, Leyu was beaten by the Iron Face Man. Now it’s the turn of Leyu to learn and apply it!

Dong!

Yu Yong's recoil and Huang Tan's explosion came one after another, making the chief executive almost lose control of his body, but he had no worries on his face: "But you only have one hand left, can you still kill me in seconds?"
Chapter completed!