At nightfall, dark clouds cover the sun!
The young man stood alone on the school grounds, stroking his cheek with his fingers, and the countless scars still hurt a little!
"The court's lackey!! Go to hell!"
His eyes were full of anger, and whenever he thought of the fire all over the mountain that day, he couldn't control his murderous intention!
The long sword in his hand slashed down crazily, and sword energy passed through one after another!
The figure made of mixed iron was instantly cut into pieces, and the debris splashed all over the ground!
The hand holding the sword is shaking violently!
no!
not enough!
Not a living person! !
The young man covered his face slightly, his eyes turned completely red, and he roared like a beast: "Blood, I want to see blood!"
Because of his identity as a former rebel, he had been hunted for so long that he was covered in wounds!
Years of hatred even gave birth to a heart disease!
When an attack occurs, one must kill someone, rely on the blood of living people, and listen to their screams to relieve the pain!
Today, the Taoist gate of Linchuan Prefecture is prosperous, and the Baiyun Temple covers the sky with one hand.
So much so that when the imperial court declined and there were few government officials, he could kill people at will and indulge himself!
The young man picked up the long sword and slowly opened the door of the house.
Should we kill everyone in the gang, or should we kill a few civilians?
Just as he was thinking about it, his steps suddenly froze!
In the darkness, a tall figure stood firm with a thick aura!
"Xuanjing Division?"
The young man raised his head slightly, tried his best to calm down, and said slowly: "What are you doing here? I said I won't stand on your side. Now, get out of my sight!"
"Hahaha--"
Laughter full of sarcasm rang out, and Chen Xiu grinned: "To give you some face, do you really think you are a person? I told you right? You have to fight for your own life! Now, you have no chance!"
"Go to hell!"
After the cold words fell, Chen Xiu struck out with a palm!
The dark and cold breath breaks out!
The gloomy coldness surged, and the young man seemed to have fallen into the dark world!
"you wanna die!"
The young man roared slightly and swung his sword out!
There is a bit of bloody madness in Rufeng's sword energy!
He is very confident in his own strength!
Now, we have entered the fifth level of the Vajra Realm!
Between the howling of the cold palm wind, there are endless palm shadows flickering, changing in many ways, falling like an overwhelming force!
Chaos is like snowflakes, covering all directions!
The long sword in the young man's hand rotated, cutting out countless sword flowers. There was a faint sense in his blood-colored eyes: "What the hell? His Gang Qi is weird, and his palm skills are not very powerful, but his offensive is fierce..."
boom!
The sound of gold and iron sounded!
The palm shadows all over the sky dissipated like flowers in a mirror, water and the moon, turning the palms into fingers!
One finger fell, like a heavy blow from a mountain!
The long sword shook violently!
The domineering power explodes directly from the tip of the sword, rushing out like a wave!
Blood suddenly spurted out from the young man's wrist, his whole arm trembled, his clothes burst into pieces, and bright red overflowed!
"How is that possible? It was obviously a palm technique, but how could it turn into a finger technique in the blink of an eye!"
The young man's heart was shaken, and he held the sword in both hands, roaring and slashing it down.
Seven consecutive sword strikes, each one is quite domineering!
The surging sword energy fell like a wave.
Chen Xiu's face was calm, and there was black breath lingering in his hands.
Palm, fist, fingering changes.
Every powerful sword energy dissipates slowly in the palm of the hand, with slight water-like lines surging, one part for two!
One was like a mud cow entering the sea, as if swallowed by black breath; the other seemed to fall to the ground, creating a deep lotus mark at Chen Xiu's feet.
Seven swords were slashed out, and he took seven steps back in succession!
Yang Ming looked at this scene and felt a little magical and incredible!
What kind of technique is this? Why did such a strong sword spirit disappear just like that?
Buzz——
In the darkness, Chen Xiu's figure suddenly disappeared.
The young man looked around cautiously.
He suddenly felt a fleeting breath on his left hand side, revealing a ferocious sneer: "I found you!"
A long river of violent sword energy surged out.
At this time, there was an explosion of breath on the right!
not good!
Being plotted!
The young man's face changed slightly and his sword flew into the air.
Strike out with the force of sweeping thousands of armies!
At this moment, a ghostly figure appeared in front of him!
What? Why are you here?
The young man's pupils shrank!
Chen Xiu turned his left hand into a palm, and the dark ice breath exploded instantly, activating the power of heaven and earth!
It's like a mini snowstorm!
But the right hand turned into a finger!
It landed on his shoulder like a dragonfly!
In an instant, black breath broke out, and the young man was swallowed up by the cold ice! The internal organs were slightly dented, as if they had been punched several times!
The whole person hit the wall hard!
"This, what is this?"
Yang Ming rubbed his eyes and was completely stunned.
At that moment, he seemed to see the figures of the three adults, so hazy!
The left hand is the palm and the right hand is the fingers!
Is this possible?
More importantly, these are just a few tricks!
The warrior at the fifth level of the Vajra Realm was defeated like this?
So simple?
Chen Xiu chuckled.
This "Seal of Immortality" is really interesting. The transformation of infuriating energy and the use of force to unload force are really powerful!
The young man struggled to get up, the blood in his eyes became more intense, and his face covered with scars was completely distorted.
"You are forcing me. Originally I didn't want to use this trick."
Biting the tip of his tongue, his fingers were stained with that red color, and he touched the sword slightly!
In an instant, a ghostly snake appeared!
His long sword began to twist, as if it had turned into a spiritual snake at this moment!
Squirm, bend, stretch!
There is a vague appearance of wind and fire!
Chen Xiu raised his eyebrows slightly with interest, revealing a somewhat inexplicable smile: "Ha, it turns out that he was against the party in the previous administration!"
The previous dynasty was a chaotic time with raging wars.
Because the deaths and injuries were so tragic and corpses were everywhere, some people used the corpses to practice the secret technique - raising ghosts!
Some people think that raising ghosts from the underworld is harmful to the world. Therefore, I chose another path, nourishing souls!
Keep the spiritual things among the utensils and awaken them with the blood from the tip of your tongue when needed!
This set of sword techniques for awakening the spirit snake can be found in great detail in the records of Sui Xuanjing Division.
One-word Wind Fire Spirit Snake Sword, a martial art that can only display its true power in the realm of supernatural powers!
The wind helps the fire, and the fire rises with the wind!
"Sword rises!"
The young man roared, the spirit snake roared, and the wind and fire surged!
In the sky filled with wind and fire, the phantom of the spirit snake flickered, making it difficult to see the real shadow.
"Sir, be careful! This is a phantom sword, it's very weird!"
Yang Ming said loudly and nervously.
Between wind and fire, it is difficult to detect the shadow of the Spirit Snake Sword. This is the truly terrifying aspect of swordsmanship!
"This is……"
In his eyes, Chen Xiu slowly formed seals, and his aura exploded!
The endless black breath dispersed like mist.
As the Gang Qi spread, Chen Xiu used his body seal to sense the surrounding world!
A twisted red sword shadow was reflected in his mind, and he could even feel the intensity distribution of the aura!
"found it!"
Chen Xiu grinned, facing the wind and fire, his movements changed.
In an instant, it seemed to split into three shadows!
Magic magic!
In the midst of the wind and fire, Chen Xiu's steps were light and he completely dodged the Spirit Snake's sword as if it was nothing!
Every sword passed by him!
When the young man slashed out with his sword, an indifferent voice sounded in his ears: "Death!"
The next moment, an infinitely powerful finger landed on his forehead.
The corpses were separated instantly!
At the moment of death, the young man's face was still a bit dull:
How did he dodge my sword?
The power of wind and fire suddenly dissipated!
When Yang Ming raised his head, there was already a body lying on the ground.
My lord, you are playing with that long sword!
how did you do that?
There was only shock in Yang Ming's eyes!
"Let's go and find the next one." Chen Xiu said indifferently.
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