It is impossible for a master-level martial arts master to maintain 100% lethality of his weapons even dozens of miles away.
For those first-class martial arts practitioners, even if they use flying knives, spear throwing, bows and arrows to inject their true energy and launch an offensive, they can only guarantee more than 80% of the kills within three miles. force.
After that, the true power condensed in the weapon will greatly dissipate and decline. If it exceeds five miles, the remaining power in the arrow may not even be able to shoot through an ordinary bamboo bone and earth wall.
But the power from outside martial arts makes this impossible possible.
The owners of rainbow stones, whether they are good, evil, cruel, cold, greedy or have other beliefs, one thing they all have in common is the romantic feeling of challenging the "impossible" in common sense.
Can't iron be as soft as a finger? Can’t people be dough? Can't the shadow be manipulated?
"Can't I be the protagonist?"
When those arrows were shot out, the waves of the river reflected the night sky, and the wind howled.
Amphibian, who has made many cheap and bad movies, is the only protagonist here, at this moment, at this moment.
He naturally stepped into the Four Stars. On the arm raised high, the brilliance of the rainbow stone was extremely clear due to his faith, giving the arrow rain that condensed the true energy of hundreds of martial arts masters a dazzling life.
The power that was so huge that it could make the mountains tremble, and all the plants and trees in the wilderness look up and worship, came to life under his gaze.
When these arrows flew several miles and the speed given by the longbow was exhausted, they did not fall, but rose.
Each arrow has wings that are so thin that they have almost no thickness, but are broad and beautiful.
At the tip of each arrow, there is a curl of flame, which is outlined into a flexible vertical eye outline. With subsequent acceleration, it is elongated into a tail of light and flame.
They flew higher and higher, farther and farther, and more than a hundred streams of light flew over the high city wall. Then they selected their respective targets according to their own preferences and fell one after another. .
From the place closest to the city wall, one place after another, where demon mutants were raging, was hit by the stream of light from the sky.
There is an ape-like monster with a curved horn growing on its head, its upper body is extremely tall, and its lower body is covered with long hair. Only its black toes are exposed. It is pulling up a pillar and sweeping towards the soldiers in front.
The winged arrow landed on top of its head, and there seemed to be a vertical eye made of ice-blue light that blinked at it, and then the glacial energy contained in the arrow poured out.
In an instant, the monster was covered in ice from head to toe, with its eyes, ears, mouth and other vulnerable parts, and even ice spikes erupted from the inside.
The terrifying vitality of the demon mutant allowed it to remain alive despite being severely injured by the ice. The mouth that struggled to bite was the first to burst out cracks on the ice. The ice became loose, causing other joints to be compressed. Cracks appear.
But at this moment, the long-handled war hammers and Xuanhua axes of two generals in the Forbidden Army had already hit it on the head from the left and right.
The monster's head was smashed into pieces, ice shards flew everywhere, and the two heavy weapons collided with each other.
At the opposite corner of the same city, a monster mutant with a rhinoceros horn on his forehead was hit by an arrow on his back. The flames of true energy erupted from the inside out, causing him to fall to the ground, with thick smoke billowing from his seven orifices. cigarette.
The soldiers of the Forbidden Army turned their crossbows around and fired a crossbow arrow that was eight feet long and as thick as the mouth of a bowl.
Farther away, there was a demon mutant with an arm biting in its mouth. It was paralyzed by the arrows filled with thunderous energy, and more than a dozen spears were pierced into it at the same time.
Accompanied by the sad and angry roars of the soldiers, they lifted it into the air and tore it apart with all their strength.
Shao Lingxiao watched the meteors and arrows coming from far and near, sliding past the sides of the tall wooden building where he was, and falling into the distance, with roaring and exploding sounds, making demons everywhere subjugate themselves.
The living arrows fly at an extremely fast speed. The process from falling to erupting consumes all the true energy contained within the moment they collide with those monster mutants.
Their explosion is just a wave, and it is also the final word, leaving no room for people to steal these infuriating energy.
With just such a round of arrows, nearly half of the demon mutants causing trouble in Chang'an City were killed on the spot.
A moment later, when he saw the second round of arrows flying from outside the city, Shao Lingxiao laughed loudly.
As soon as he smiled, the tall building under his feet immediately trembled violently, made a loud boom, and suddenly sank more than three feet.
The laughter oppressed the entire building, and it sank to the ground. Three feet was not enough. After the second shock, it sank to a height of nearly two feet.
The various timbers that made up this tall building couldn't bear it, and when it sank for the third time, parts of it cracked in all directions.
As the column walls from top to bottom were broken and cracked, the entire pavilion became shorter and shorter.
Boom!
Boom! !
Boom! ! !
The sound was like the earth shaking and the mountains shaking. Even if you listen to this sound from a distance, you will feel thrilling and uneasy.
Guan Luoyang stood there steadily, no matter how turbulent the surroundings were, he kept looking at Shao Lingxiao at a height, but the fingers of his right hand hidden behind his waist moved slightly, gradually clenching into a fist.
He didn't have to be impatient just now, and he doesn't have to be impatient now. As the stream of light fell, chaos was like rain, and demons and disasters were extinguished everywhere, it was no longer him who should be anxious.
The wooden debris that shattered and scattered around floated in the air at a certain distance. The pavilion became shorter by one level, and the surrounding debris became higher by one level.
When the place where Shao Lingxiao was standing finally became level with the street, his attempt to gain the upper hand had come to an end and was ineffective, so he had to launch a real attack.
Guan Luoyang was waiting for this moment, and the moment before this moment.
The scenery reflected on the Feiguang Sword changed slightly, proving that at the moment the sword general moved, Guan Luoyang's fist had already hit Shao Lingxiao's chest in advance.
If he wants to punch through Shao Lingxiao's torso with his fist, he must first smash the clothes on Shao Lingxiao's chest. This is a physical sequence. There is nothing wrong with it. The mistake is that this layer of clothes is not close to Shao Lingxiao's skin.
Between the clothing material and the skin, there is a layer of armor with a strange texture.
Guan Luoyang's punch came out at an extreme speed, and the fist technique had already incorporated the invisible penetrating properties of Feng Xing. However, when it hit this layer of armor, it felt like he was not attacking one person, but ten. , hundreds, thousands of different fast swimming things.
I'm afraid less than 20% of the power in the fist actually penetrated, and there was also a force that was so flexible and pervasive that it rebounded, slowing down Guan Luoyang's speed.
Shao Lingxiao's figure suddenly disappeared like a wisp of blue smoke, retreating outside the range of the ruins of the pavilion. With a wave of his long sword, each piece, piece, and bit of the debris suspended in the air seemed to have suddenly acquired a jet type. All the power rushed towards Guan Luoyang.
In this scene, the ruined wall, which was taller and larger than the original pavilion, suddenly collapsed to a point.
When all the debris collided and squeezed in the center to form a dense sphere, the original color of the pavilion was no longer important, because all the debris was plated with a layer of burnt color when they collided at high speed. , the outer layer of the sphere even has a faint jade luster.
This is the third move of the Sword of Life and Death, the Black Water Li Pearl.
Speaking of which, the "Hundred Heavenly Method" and "The Sword Technique of Morning Life and Night Death" in the demon sect's sacred book are both famous all over the world, but few people can explain clearly the sword technique "Morning Life and Night Death". How many tricks are there?
Records about the previous leaders of the Demon Sect only mentioned that they all seemed to like to use the first three moves of this set of swordsmanship, including the "Dragon Cries Thousand Miles".
In fact, from the day this set of swordsmanship was created, only the first three moves were certain.
At the end of the Han Dynasty, the group of pioneers who retreated to live in seclusion in the mountains of the southwest, after creating a whole set of swordsmanship, cut off all the moves from the third move onwards, stored them in a secret box, and ordered all subsequent dynasties to The leader can only observe the first three sword techniques and create new ones on his own.
The dragon cries for thousands of miles, the scales hide the shape, and the black water Li Zhu, from the wanton freedom of the first move, to the latent accumulation of the second move, to the extreme suppression of the third move, it is like forcing a dragon that has been flying for nine days to curl up. It became a Li Pearl under the abyss.
It forces the anger in people's hearts to be released, and they have to create their own fourth move.
But after he got into Shao Lingxiao's hands, he finished learning the three sword techniques and felt the flying sword energy, as suppressed as tiny pearls, but he did not feel any anger.
In his opinion, a truly free person should be able to enjoy fun in any state, seek his own enjoyment, and make his own interests.
All kinds of negative emotions, such as depression, anger, mania, low self-esteem, and hatred, are completely imposed by the outside world, rather than born in one's own heart. They are like layers of cocoons draped outside the body.
Although it has become a part of my body, it is not a true part of my heart.
As long as you find the way to draw the thread, the way to cut it, and complete the corresponding tasks, you can take off your clothes and walk away without lingering in your mind, and you will still be free from dust.
In the process of practicing the Three-Stage Sword Art, his sword and his Qi are all moving according to his own will. It is his own choice. There is no need to be angry about it. Instead, he should be angry after practicing the Three-Stage Sword Art. , feel relaxed and happy.
The painstaking layout of the person who created the achievement had no impact on his mentality at all.
So much so that ten years ago, when the Tang Dynasty launched a crusade, Shao Lingxiao's Sword Art of Life and Death was still limited to these three moves.
He relied on the sword moves of the three religions and nine streams that he had read carefully before, including high, low, and even basic sword moves, mixed with these three sword techniques, and used them repeatedly and topsy-turvy to create a masterpiece among all the sect leaders in the past. A feat that few can repeat.
——Among the previous leaders of the Demon Sect, even those who deduced the sword technique to nine moves and broke into the void did not dare to say that they were confident of defeating such five great masters before ascending.
That includes the world's number one sword who has broken ambitions, and the leader of Laojunshan who has practiced the Wuwei Sutra to the state of transformation.
However, in the ten years after the demonic sect was destroyed, the sworn hatred, coupled with the entanglement of the path of inaction day and night, the torture that tried to turn him into a heartless plant, finally gave him a layer of torture. The cocoon was too thick, so he had to use his fourth move.
Weaving hatred into cocoon clothes, counting the nine layers of snow.
In the long suffering, even the number of snowflakes has the patience to count one by one. The things that are bound to the body and prevent the self from being liberated have been woven into a cocoon by such time.
Shao Lingxiao grabbed his clothes, tore the tattered black robe into pieces, and tore it off from his body. His entire upper body was no longer covered by any fabric, leaving only a thin layer of transparent armor that clung to his pale skin.
The transparent sword energy is like silk, woven into such a piece of armor using complicated techniques. Every strand of sword energy in it is constantly swimming and changing, with different directions and speeds.
The protection provided by this method of sword silk armor weaving is much better than the body-protecting Qi formed by simply releasing internal force from the acupuncture points.
But even if the fourth and third moves were used at the same time, the light that represented Guan Luoyang's life in Shao Lingxiao's induction did not weaken at all.
The black sphere had almost just formed and began to expand outwards.
One by one, the fist seals suddenly bulged on the surface of the sphere and exploded.
When the sphere exploded, the flames and thunder and lightning erupted inside, making that area the most dazzling area in Chang'an City tonight.
But this blinding light disappeared as soon as Guang Luoyang raised his right arm.
A sudden strong light, a sudden weakening darkness.
Just to condense an arc that seems to be able to crush anything.
That was a trajectory driven by Guan Luoyang's arm. The gloves of the Lightning Flying Shadow Armor collided with Shao Lingxiao's Flying Light Sword at the end of this arc.
Shao Lingxiao took a step back, and where his foot landed, the remaining force tore open a long ravine. Wherever he passed, the bricks and stones were shattered, the soil was turned up, and puffs of brick and stone powder exploded.
After Guan Luoyang completed the Fourth Training, he realized the Biluo Divine Whip on his own. It was originally a one-step boxing technique, but because the force was too violent and the load on his arms was too great, a weapon was used to carry it.
But now that he has three magic weapons in his body and is protected by armor, any single weapon that can be found around him can no longer compare to the arms in this posture.
The magic whip can finally return to its original appearance.
This also means that this move can no longer be used as an independent killing move, but can be reconnected with any of Guan Luoyang's boxing moves.
After the collision of the magic whip, Guan Luoyang's palm split into countless afterimages in a flowing motion, and they fiercely clashed with the ever-changing long sword, grabbing Shao Lingxiao along the blade.
Faced with such an offensive, Shao Lingxiao took a few steps back, but the sword in his hand turned against the enemy. From passively responding to the attack, it became a first-line opportunity, cutting off Guan Luoyang's capture methods, and slashing Guan Luoyang between the head and neck. .
The changes in his swordsmanship are the simplest sword-swinging routines, but they are able to take advantage of shortcomings and attack first, which fundamentally restrains Guan Luoyang's current style of fighting that pursues extreme speed.
In the place of origin of the Feiying Armor, the Feiying series, which is symbolized by speed, has always been one step lower than the Xingtian Armor, which came later and came first. This is the reason.
Even though the worlds they live in are different, the connotations of mutual interdependence between all things and fighting styles are the same.
Fortunately, Guan Luoyang has never been only about speed.
When the sword blade touched his neck, he had already stepped aside a little, and his palm got stuck on the guard of the flying lightsaber without realizing it.
Shao Lingxiao moved the sword and changed his moves. Guan Luoyang pressed his hand on the sword body and touched his wrist and elbow with the other hand, dissolving the fierce sword intention into the invisible. The two palms were like a Tai Chi painting, the air flow and heat gathered, thunder and lightning flashed, forming A ball of wind and lightning hit Shao Lingxiao's heart.
Shao Lingxiao blocked his sword and quickly retreated. Guan Luoyang, who should have received the reaction force, only twisted his feet slightly and followed him erratically like a shadow.
His hands were never three feet away from Shao Lingxiao. No matter how dangerous Shao Lingxiao's sword skills were, he was able to neutralize them intentionally or unintentionally. He also intercepted the opportunities for movement and stillness, changing disorderly between gentleness and violence, and issued forth at various unexpected opportunities. There was a roar of thunder and a blazing killing fist.
The surrounding sky is covered on all sides, flawless and flawless, and everything under the sky is one.
The four-level boxing system originally only made the body's limbs and bones completely indistinguishable. At the level of the dojo, it only regards the surrounding air as a part of itself.
But Guan Luoyang listened silently to the world of mortals, looked back on the past, and re- grasped the true meaning of Zhoutian Taoist Temple in his current state. Only then did he realize that when Zhoutian Taoist Temple had become the foundation of what he had learned throughout his life, every time the branches increased, the foundation also increased. It's even more stable, and the taste in it can be said to be endless, and it's new every time you think about it.
Then, relying on the meticulous characteristics of the Wuwei Sutra, he refines his own power and changes among various attributes in an instant.
In this way, in the dojo, people don't know me, but I only know people. When the enemy advances, I have already retreated. When the enemy retreats, I have advanced. I advance and attack separately, like yin and yang, like Tai Chi. The enemy and I are one. Without me, we are invincible.
Shao Lingxiao can feel that Guan Luoyang's style of play is roughly similar to Laojunshan, but it has a different Taoist charm inside, but it is novel and has never been heard of in the world.
So much so that when he first met, he was actually forced to retreat all the way, almost to the battlefield where the Abyssal One was.
"What an exquisite boxing technique."
Shao Lingxiao could feel that less than a hundred feet behind him, the Abyssal One and the four attendants had been completely suppressed. The gathering of experts from all sides, coupled with the third round of light from the sky, made the battle situation there completely unbalanced, and it was not far away from defeat. Far away.
"If you can do this, then the only thing left to achieve true victory is defeating me."
I have reached this point, so the only effort I can make next is myself.
Thinking like this, Shao Lingxiao wanted to laugh loudly again for some reason. Even he himself couldn't tell what kind of mood he was feeling.
It's impossible to laugh at this time because of joy.
But he did laugh out loud.
In his laughter, he thought of the man who cut off the demon sect's teaching hall with one sword ten years ago, risking his life just for a competition.
I thought of Cui Lingfang who led eight hundred swordsmen in white into the mountains, and even himself died under the sword in the end. He did it for the continuation of the family and for his fame in history.
I remembered that all the boxing techniques used in my training were Shaolin's most powerful and most yang techniques. When I was beaten to the point of vomiting blood and on the verge of death, I regretted that I had not learned any feminine moves.
Thinking of Su Xing, who had been dead for ten years, there were still six people willing to look like him to chase and fight.
Thinking of Yu Tu who dedicated his life to cultivation.
"Ha, actually, the heaviest part of what binds me is not hatred, nor is it ten years of torture."
"But back then, I actually chose to leave there with Motian even though I was still awake."
"As soon as I retreat from the mountain, I am far away and I am not free."
Shao Lingxiao's chest caught Guan Luoyang's fist, and in exchange for a stinging pain in his organs, he refused to retreat even half a step, and his sword energy exploded, forming a tornado that reached the sky.
"The night is just right, my enemies, come and pursue victory!!"
The sword energy swept all around, squandering his true energy without restraint, he said with a smile.
"And I'm going to try to pursue it, and I won't back down."
