Master Xuan Ming appeared and became the center of attention.
The great master truly stands at the pinnacle of martial arts. Who can see him normally, but today he appears in front of his eyes. Unfortunately, he is a big devil.
He also threatened to bloodbath the Zhenwu Sect.
Who is not afraid!
Even Lu Yuan looked solemn and looked ugly.
Jiang Ming just stood quietly, feeling the changes in the other person's aura, and analyzing what the so-called true meaning of the ice was.
With his powerful spirit and hundredfold understanding, he had a vague understanding.
"The rhyme of heaven and earth? It's definitely more than that!"
Jiang Ming thought silently.
Being able to induce cold energy is beyond the scope of ordinary exercises and beyond common sense.
"Only by fighting against each other and experiencing it personally can you understand the essence of the artistic conception!"
Jiang Ming was eager to try, but was not in a hurry.
Once this guy jumps out, he won't stop.
As for the appearance of Situ Ming and Zhong Erliang, he was not surprised because he had already felt it. When they announced their home status, they also felt enlightened.
When he was in Black Wind Village, he killed Tan Feng, the elder of the Demon Sect, and Quan Wuer, the deputy sect leader of the Shenquan Sect, and got the news: using the Shaoyang Sutra as a guide, he would encircle and kill them twice.
It was obvious that the Xiao family was either related to the Sun Moon Demon Sect or colluded with Quan Wuer.
With Wudu Quan, Tan Feng, Situ Ming, even if they don't count the Xiao family, they are 80 to 90 percent sure of being able to encircle and kill them twice.
"Am I his savior?" Jiang Ming looked at Zhong Erliang and thought strangely.
He was even more certain that Situ Ming was not the only person from the Demon Cult.
"There is another terrifying existence that even Master Xuan Ming has not sensed. It's interesting!" Jiang Ming was not afraid at all.
This battle has yielded a lot. Although I really want to settle down, it can be seen that I am still a little bit happy to see the Grand Master.
Artistic conception, artistic conception, can only be truly felt. With the introduction, he is sure to realize one in a short time.
Zhong Erliang said helplessly: "Am I going to be forced to join the war?"
"Meeting is fate. Destiny arises and dies, fate arises and dies. It's all fate." Situ Ming had already walked over, "I was just passing by, but since we met, let's witness life and death. Anyway, our two sects There are also countless grievances between the sects. If you die here, one day, I will personally go to the Divine Fist Sect to save your disciples and let them go underground to accompany you."
"Old man, you really think you've defeated me." Zhong Erliang sneered, straightened his body, flew the cloak away, and strode towards the other party, "You people of the Demon Sect, whether you are a bastard or an old demon, Head, they all deserve to die."
"Killing the fist, die!"
He jumped into the air and punched hard, making a sound like a storm, as if he had penetrated the void and hit the opponent's head.
This is pure incomparable power, far more powerful than the original Fist Wuer.
Situ Ming sneered, flew his palms, and took the initiative to attack.
The two fought together.
the other side.
"You really won't give it to me?" Master Xuanming showed a dangerous light.
"I want to try the Grand Master's method to see if it can kill me!" Jiang Ming tossed it casually and landed it with the Shao Yin Sutra towards Lu Yuan, "Brother Lu, put it away for me first!"
In addition to Lu Yuan, there were also Chang Qing and other Tianwu troops there, as well as several women in black.
Those men in black are all in the innate realm, and there is also a grandmaster among them, who is not much weaker than Lu Yuan in terms of strength.
Together, they can resist Master Xuanming for a moment.
"Brother Jiang, you are trying to harm me!" Lu Yuan cried bitterly, "This thing is a hot potato. If you are not careful, your head will be picked off."
"I was really picked off, I will avenge you!" Jiang Ming responded, and a huge aura was released unabashedly.
Stronger than before.
Facing the Grand Master, he will fight with all his strength.
Otherwise, if you are killed, you won’t even have a chance to regret.
At the same time, he also drew his long sword again. As for the black sword? But didn't use it.
"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, so brave!" Master Xuanming said nothing, raised his hand, and the surging palm force brought a strong chill. He shouted at the same time, "I will let you see the great master's Power, Ice Divine Palm, death.”
Even with the protective aura, Jiang Ming felt a deep chill.
"The quality of the true energy is even better, and it also carries a chill, just like the power of heaven and earth." Jiang Ming's eyes flashed, as he understood the changes in this palm, he also analyzed the essence of the true energy.
As he turned his wrist, thousands of sword shadows appeared, and wisps of sword energy spurted out, just like the drizzle falling in spring, dense and endless.
It is the Xiaoyu sword technique.
Soft to the extreme, putting defense first.
This sword technique could not stop the opponent's palm force. While Jiang Ming retreated, he also used his sword technique to the extreme, using dense sword energy to neutralize the opponent's attack.
"Interesting." Master Xuan Ming stepped forward and smashed thousands of sword energy with one palm. From top to bottom, it was like a big grinding mill, and condensed with extreme coldness, which had the meaning of freezing everything.
The surrounding void was frozen, frost was everywhere, and this area seemed to have entered the twelfth lunar month of winter.
The extreme sense of oppression made Jiang Ming tremble. He felt a pressure from heaven and earth at the same time.
This is realm suppression.
"Eighteen Swords of Rushing Rain!" Jiang Ming's sword turned and the speed of the sword suddenly increased several times.
This is the advanced sword technique of Xiaoyu Thirty-Six Swords.
Pay attention to one being fast and the other being urgent.
Buzzing…
The void trembled, and the sword chanted endlessly. He forcefully tore the strength of his palm apart and broke through the blow. At the same time, he felt the cold air penetrate into his body. With his powerful body, he was still trembling with the incomparably thick true energy.
As soon as the true qi turns, the qi and blood vibrate and are completely eliminated.
"As expected of the Grand Master, he is so powerful!" Jiang Ming was surprised.
He originally thought that no matter how strong the great master here was, he was still within the category of master and still belonged to the third level of martial arts.
But he was wrong.
"The great master here is strong because of the power of artistic conception, the blessing of heaven and earth, the true energy contains attributes, and every move seems to be suppressed by the power of heaven, which makes him so powerful!"
While Jiang Ming was analyzing, the long sword was turning, and the thousands of sword shadows made Master Xuan Ming feel tricky.
"Sudden Rain Nine Swords!"
The power of his sword changed again, and suddenly the sword was like a gust of wind and rain, and it seemed to be carrying thousands of thunders. It was so violent that it actually forced Master Xuanming to take a step back.
"This whole set of swordsmanship, layer by layer, is very wonderful, very wonderful!" Master Xuanming can naturally see that, whether it is the thirty-six swords of Drizzle, the eighteen swords of Heavy Rain, and the current nine swords of Heavy Rain, The swords are all a set of advanced sword techniques, and they are extremely powerful.
"But that's it after all!" Master Xuanming said again, "Without the blessing of artistic conception, no matter how strong the sword technique is, it is limited. Xuanming's divine finger points to the cave."
His figure disappeared suddenly, but he had already passed through the dense sword net, and pointed at Jiang Ming's eyebrows.
The sharp cold light, the power that penetrated everything, made Jiang Ming's eyebrows ache, and even faster made him unable to react.
Buzz…
The golden light suddenly appeared, forming nine layers. It was the golden light that was blocked in front of him, but Master Xuanming broke through the nine layers with one finger.
It seemed like paper, but it resisted the moment.
"Three swords of violent rain!"
Jiang Ming was still extremely calm, and the sword force changed again, as if the Nine Heavens Galaxy was carrying endless wind and thunder pouring down. When the three swords were released, the rain hit the banana trees, forcing Master Xuan Ming to retreat.
"Drip Rain sword!"
In the end, the three swords merged into one, turning into this set of forbidden killing moves of swordsmanship, like meteors flying across the sky, like lightning condensed, returning to simplicity, and a little cold light condensed on the tip of the sword, which immediately made Master Xuan Ming feel horrified. It feels like my body is shrinking.
