Konoha no Uchiha's desire to survive

Seeing this man in light armor with a long sword on his shoulder, Cong Yun suddenly felt a little sore.

The main reason is that this outfit is too suitable for pretending. The decent light armor makes the whole person not look bloated, and the existence of the matching cloak makes the whole person feel elegant.

The two-meter-long sword on the back, combined with the nearly three-meter height, can give people a sense of oppression and a particularly coordinated sense of comfort.

When Cong Yun appeared, the swordsman standing proudly on a broken peak turned his head.

Floating to not far from Cong Yun, the two faced each other for the first time.

The other party is also a human race, but people in the seventh era are generally tall, and people with a height of about three meters like this are ordinary people in the seventh era.

Fortunately, the lingua franca in Boundary Sea was still applicable, and the other party's cold and resolute face was full of curiosity.

"I have been waiting for you here for almost half a month. I feel a strange aura from here, but I have never been able to detect where you are. I have never encountered such a situation. From your aura and From the appearance, you should be a human race of this era!"

This person explained his purpose as soon as he came up, and even speculated on Cong Yun's identity.

"Senior, you guessed right. I am indeed a person who has just stepped out of the original world in this era. Is the reason why senior squats me here for these robots?"

While Cong Yun was speaking, he pointed to the third mess of mechanical garbage.

"That's right, I should have something to do, so I didn't get there in the first time. When I got here, I found that my mining robot was a pile of scrap iron. And you appeared nearby again. Thinking about these things You did it!"

The swordsman hooked his fingers unconsciously as he spoke, and he had the urge to draw his sword.

"Senior, do you believe me when I say it was an accident?"

Cong Yun didn't know how to explain it. Could it be that he told the other party that he accidentally made a robot with self-awareness while practicing.

As soon as this is said, let alone these guys who like swords, even the guy who likes to play with technology the most in the eighth era will not work.

The long sword on the back of the swordsman was slowly unsheathed, and he himself nodded slightly and said.

"I believe that the human race that came out of your era has at least not done anything uncomfortable. So the reputation is still very good, but since you did it, I hope you can take over my three swords."

The long sword flew out immediately, and then he grabbed it in his hand.

The long sword body pattern is also very beautiful, it can be said that the Seventh Age is the top in terms of sword shaping technology.

"I have heard for a long time that the human race in the seventh era likes swords. The younger generation also learned a few sword skills when they were young. I hope to get some pointers from the seniors."

After searching the farm for a long time, he finally found the straight knife that he had left unused for an unknown amount of time.

When the other party saw Cong Yun taking out the weapon, he was obviously taken aback, and then nodded with a smile.

"Under the sword Juyi!" Said the vertical sword and performed a unique etiquette of them.

And Cong Yun returned the salute with clasped fists: "Xia Congyun!"

Seeing that the other party looked like he was waiting for him to strike first, Cong Yun didn't give in, and the first attack was the useless holy spirit sword technique.

The two fought against each other, and it was obvious that the other party was attracted by the sword technique of the holy spirit.

Both of them didn't use the law, just relying on pure sword moves and aura as the skills of the competition.

After Jian Juyi became familiar with the whole set of sword techniques, Cong Yun became more and more difficult to fight.

Seeing that he was about to retreat, Cong Yun felt a little unwilling, and the long sword in his hand felt even more fierce after the long-lost blood was ignited.

Seeing Cong Yun becoming more and more like a swordsman, Jian Juyi was even more joyful.

His pressure on Cong Yun has also become stronger. As a strong man who has achieved the twelfth realm very early, he actually has no prejudice against juniors like Cong Yun.

Seeing that the opponent can still use sword moves, his approval also increased a bit. As the two fought, Cong Yun became more and more familiar with sword moves, and his interest was also aroused.

As a person who has been immersed in swordsmanship for countless years, he is very satisfied with Cong Yun's swordsmanship, although the opponent has obviously been neglected for many years.

But now it still looks good in use, and what makes him even more satisfied is that this name gives him a feeling that he still has more to say.

So every attack and defense of him is just right, and he can even get stuck in Cong Yun's most uncomfortable position every time.

The reason why he did this was not that he deliberately disgusted people, but that he wanted to use this opportunity to let the little guy on the opposite side dig out the core part of this set of swordsmanship.

And Cong Yun is immersed in this feeling, that kind of depression does not exceed his limit, but every time it will increase a little bit of pressure.

This feeling makes him eager to break through. This is not the pressure brought by laws or aura, but a pressure of pure personal will.

He has never felt this way since he reached the third level of Heart Sword Art. For one thing, he can find a way to resolve the opponent's attack.

Second, life and death are not a problem for him, so he naturally relaxes in terms of personal willpower.

But today, when he saw Jian Juyi, the long-lost secondary plot in his heart suddenly burst out.

Every man had the desire and fantasies of wielding a sword and traveling around the world when he was a child, and the people of the seventh era have basically accomplished such achievements.

So when Cong Yun saw the other party, he felt sour at the first sight, and unconsciously pulled out the long-lost straight knife in his heart, wanting to fight the other party.

Obviously, the opponent has lived for a long time and his skills have already surpassed the scope of swordsmanship. Every sword can be said to be impeccable after thousands of tempers.

The more and more urgent will, on the contrary, made him more clear-headed. He knew that this kind of feeling was rare, and he must seize the opportunity.

The holy spirit sword technique slowly went from proficiency to proficiency, and then he slowly simplified the sword technique, when it reached the so-called critical point.

His will finally broke through the long-lost shackles, and a brand-new world made him suddenly enlightened.

The long sword in the same hand also burst out with different power, and this burst of power is not like the Six Destroyers in Cong Yun's imagination.

It's not the kind of destroying the world that he has been thinking about all the time. He also uses the soul to control the sword. The power that Cong Yun burst out at this moment is continuous.

And in terms of attack power, it is not inferior to Sword 23, even in his opinion, it has surpassed Sword 23 in his imagination.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the space was fragmented, Cong Yun felt as if time had been cut off by him.

This feeling is more like his personal will, distorting the time and space around him through swordsmanship, his personal will is enough to distort reality with illusion.