Ten miles outside the city, there is green grass.
As we approach Jiangnan, spring naturally comes earlier.
"This sword is named Wensheng. It was left by my father. I have killed countless people, but none of them died in vain." Zhou Xing drew out the three-foot sword and Weng Wen made a sound: "The sword technique I practice is called Jiu Wensheng. please……"
"Ling Muyun!"
Zhou Xing was angry for a moment and didn't say much during the whole journey. He even forgot to ask his opponent's name. At this time, Ling Muyun signed up his name and said shyly: "Master Ling, please use the sword! But if Master Ling is willing to go to Yuanjiazhong to apologize and tell himself Whatever you want, I, Zhou Xing, will show mercy."
Ling Muyun held Mo Ren in his arms and looked at Zhou Xing's serious look. He didn't know how to answer, so he changed the topic: "How many of the nine questions you have asked the common people have you reached?"
"The fourth question!" Zhou Xing did not hide his pride and continued: "There are only two questions behind my father!"
Zhou Xing has his proud capital.
His father, Zhou Fei, spent his entire life immersed in the realm of a pseudo-grandmaster before he was able to use the Sixth Question.
Later, he was burdened by his family, so he had no choice but to surrender to the Qin Dynasty and refused to hold any official position. He was rude to Fu Jian many times. In the seventh year of Taiyuan, he conspired to attack Fu Jian. He was eventually exiled to Taiyuan County and died of illness.
His son Zhou Xing carried the coffin thousands of miles without ever landing.
The Jin Dynasty recognized him for his loyalty and strict discipline.
"Please give me some advice, Mr. Zhou!" Ling Muyun clasped his fists in salute, with lightning arcing all over his body.
"You don't use weapons? Are you asking for help or looking down on me, Zhou Xing?"
"This weapon of mine...well...hasn't been sharpened yet, so it's quite inconvenient to use." Ling Muyun waved his hand and inserted the ink blade into the shaft of the car, making a thud.
"That being the case, I won't win with force. If Mr. Ling loses, he only needs to go to Yuan's tomb and kowtow three times and nine times, okay?"
After Zhou Xing finished speaking, his true energy shook, and the cyclone surged up from the soles of his feet.
"Okay!" Ling Muyun remembered what Laijiu said: under the master, the division of realms did not mean much.
For example, now Zhou Xing is only in the so-called Grandmaster realm of the Jin Dynasty, but his true energy is so strong and pure that he is still capable of fighting even when facing the Seventh Realm.
"The first question: How long will God live!"
Zhou Xing turned sideways and swung his three-foot sword. The peacock opened its tail and said with a bright light: "Go!"
Nine questions about the common people are indeed mysterious.
Anyone who answered the first question would subconsciously be on guard against the Peacock Three-foot Sword, but who could have imagined that the swords would fall from the sky like rain, in an endless stream.
"Okay!" Ling Muyun couldn't help but praise, forming a seal with his left hand, and a lightning chain surrounded his palms.
Lift gently.
Sword light and lightning flashed above his head, making a loud bang.
"Second question: Where is the end of the earth!"
Seeing that the sword light and the thunder and lightning were equal, Zhou Xing asked his second question.
Insert the peacock three-foot sword into the ground, and the peacock will close its screen.
I saw an earth-colored long sword emerging from Ling Muyun's feet, three feet wide and three feet long.
It has the power to split the sky.
"Jiuwen Cangsheng, the name is so grand, and the moves are even more majestic!"
Ling Muyun jumped, flipped in the air, and pressed the tip of the sword with his left palm.
Lightning flashed.
The edge of the sword is cold.
"Down!"
Ling Muyun roared, and slapped the back of his left palm with his right palm. For a moment, the lightning was even stronger, and he pressed the earth-colored sword back to the ground.
No matter how hard Zhou Xing used his palms, he could not stop his three-foot sword from rising slowly from the ground.
"The third question: What joy is there in life!"
As the giant sword fell into the ground, the three-foot sword suddenly flew out. Zhou Xing grabbed the hilt and lifted it up!
Three sword energies circled and danced in the air, their traces flickering, and when they reached Ling Muyun's side, they merged into one.
The sound of the air exploding is endless.
From the second question, Ling Muyun felt that out of nine questions to the people, one question was worth more than one.
When the third question was asked, feeling the momentum, Ling Muyun even applied for a wink.
There was still a little bit of joking thought, but it was gone.
"Found it?" Zhou Xing said proudly: "Two people are born, but it is not as simple as one plus one. The power of this third question is twice that of the second question! The so-called common people mean endless life!"
"Yushu!"
Ling Muyun formed seals with both hands at the same time, and the Ten Thunder Jade Shus and the Thirty-Six Thunder Jade Shus were issued together.
Black and white, landing at the same time.
"Um?"
I saw two divine thunders that were originally distinct in black and white, actually merged into one in the air.
The black is saturated with white light, and the white is filled with black rhyme.
When it came into contact with the sword head of the third question, it exploded.
"boom!"
Ling Muyun stepped back three feet before stopping.
The fishy-sweet taste in his throat made his insides swell, but his eyes were full of madness.
"The power of the thirty-six thunders and the ten thunders is almost the same. I always thought that the thunders were cumbersome, but in order to let the two thunders merge, I continued to practice. That's it!"
The two thunders are compatible. Although they are extremely unstable, their power is more than ten times greater!
Ling Muyun was a person who had been bathed in ten thunders, but he suffered internal injuries under Yushu!
Its power can be seen.
Also stunned was Zhou Xing!
He thought that Ling Muyun was just a demon, so he learned a few spells to summon thunder, and did some robberies and robberies at Yuanjiazhong.
But if the two divine thunders just now were coming towards him, they would probably be more than just retreating a few feet.
Maybe, his soul is gone?
Zhou Xing didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he bit the bullet and asked the fourth question: Why should I be afraid?
All his true energy poured into the three-foot sword along his right arm.
With a gentle sway, a ray of sword light flew towards Ling Muyun in an undetectable way.
Everywhere he passed, the vegetation was withered, as if he had gone through the cycle of time.
Ling Muyun was still immersed in the shock of Yushu Lei's fusion, and didn't react until the sword light came closer.
"Yushu!"
"boom!"
Ling Muyun's body flipped more than ten feet in the air and fell suddenly.
The freshly suppressed fishy and sweet taste all spurted out.
The clothes on his chest were dyed red.
"I thought of it!"
Ling Muyun spat out a mouthful of blood and rolled around like a carp with a look of excitement on his face.
In the past, when facing enemies, whether it was thirty-six thunders, ten thunders, or even thunder bathing or four beasts to suppress evil, thunder would always fall from the sky.
But the first time he used the fusion of two thunders made him a little confused.
That mysterious and mysterious feeling seems to come from the Thunder Palace in the mind, and also from the Thunder Palace in the sky.
It seems that thunder can be emitted from the body.
Like thunder in the palm of your hand.
Zhou Xing didn't understand why Ling Muyun was excited at this time.
He only reached the fourth question. At this time, all his true energy had been consumed and not a drop of it was left.
I had no choice but to put the three-foot sword back into its scabbard, clasped my fists with both hands, and said, "Master Ling! I am confident that I will not be able to withstand this thunder, and I will not be able to attack again. But I still want to know, what are you doing at the Yuanjia Tomb?"
"etc!"
Ling Muyun gestured with his hand to stop Zhou Xing's question.
Make quick gestures with both hands.
Above the sky, thunder flashed.
"Yushu!"
"Shenxiao!"
"Big hole!"
…
"Tai Chi"
Ten thunderbolts fell, but they could not be emitted from the fingers no matter what.
"Yushu!"
Thirty-six thunders are still like this.
"What's the problem?"
