64. Fighting in the Smoke and Dust · Immortals Fall Into the World (4)

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The scum fairy sang and walked, striding forward. Everything he does is extraordinary. He waved his sleeves, and the smoke and dust raised up from the ruins he blasted were dispersed in a large area. The flat road appears in front of you.

Immortal Zha held a long sword in his hand and said: "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord."

Luo Siming shouted: "Zhao Zhenren! Fortunately, you are here. This thief is extremely stubborn. Please send him away. Hey, the sword in your hand is not the Du Juan, the sword of the second manager Lu?"

Zhaxian twisted his beard and said: "This sword was taken from the murderer who manipulated the black bear. He took the sword of the second steward and asked me to take it back. The black bear was innocent, and I believed that God would bring him a good life. His virtue has made it reform and let it go.

Luo Si Mingben heard that someone under Luo Yan drove the black bear to break through and passed three levels in the blink of an eye. His strength was surprising. Unexpectedly, he still fell into the hands of Zha Xian, which makes sense why Zha Xian had such great magical powers but did not appear when Luo Yan showed off his powers. It turned out that he was going to deal with the murderers.

The reason why Zha Xian has this ability is naturally because Ming Feizhen in the distance is using the Shadow King Line to control him.

The scumbag himself didn't understand what happened.

At that time, masked men in black came to his house and they joined forces to kill him first. He cast a look at Ming Feizhen for help, but unexpectedly, Wei's backer smiled, put the sword in his hand, and patted his shoulder: "Comrade, it all depends on you here."

But when the five men came to kill him, the moment the weapons touched his body, Zha Zhi felt that his whole body was full of true energy. He waved his hand casually, and the five men were blown away by the strong wind. The scumbag instantly felt that he was full of energy and full of energy. If he didn't vent it out, he seemed to be in danger of exploding to death.

Immediately, he waved the sword in his hand at will, and the sword energy released was unparalleled, no matter it was pots and pans, pavilions and buildings, flowers, birds, fish and insects, plums, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums, pens, inks, paper and inkstones, porridge, noodles and rice... ..- -- Chopped to pieces by the sword energy, the men in black who attacked had long been buried among the collapsed houses. They said they encountered a natural disaster, but they unexpectedly bumped into a god.

Yu Feiyuan is here, and Ming Fei is afraid of being discovered by using his martial arts, so he has to use his scoundrel to block him.

But the scoundrel's martial arts were too poor and he didn't have much energy in his body, so he had to store it and release it. Everything in the way was chopped to pieces, and most of the manor was destroyed when Luo Siming and others were in front of him. I am afraid that the disaster caused by Luo Yan and others was not as much as a fraction of his.

The scumbag felt extremely happy at this point. With a sword in his hand, he looked down upon the world and no one could be his enemy. I only know that I am the only one in the world, and there is no one who can compete with me. Is the world invincible so lonely? He is really as lonely as snow.

(Don’t be too proud. Your foundation is too poor. If you do it a few more times, your meridians will explode.)

Mingfei Zhen's voice came into Zhipi's mind, and seemed to be talking directly to his head. But the content of the words is even more surprising

(My meridians are going to explode! ?Where are they? Where are my meridians?!'

, SF light novel

(Don’t worry, the sword energy that could chop things into pieces just now can’t be released anyway. But there are other ways. I’ll control you.

Only now did Zha Xian believe Ming Fei's true ability. With his help, what are you afraid of? It's not like God can block the God of Killing. I have the world. What's in front of me is nothing. At that moment, he smiled and said: "Two donors came to someone else's house as guests, fought so fiercely, and destroyed the house. Isn't it too disrespectful to the host's family?

Bodhi was stunned for a moment and pointed to the ruins: "Aren't you the one who caused this?"

'Hmph, that big hole in the roof, do you dare to say it's not you?'

Bodhi looked around: "Which roof was the one you demolished?"

The scoundrel finally exhaled and raised his eyebrows. Seeing that this kid refused to admit it, wouldn't it have hurt the dignity of the scoundrel? He jumped angrily.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord! If you don't tell lies in front of gods, how dare you deny it!

"No, I really didn't do this.

Yu Feiyuan shook his head gently: "He didn't do it."

Luo Siming circled his mouth with his hands: "Scumbag Immortal, it seems that he really didn't do it!

Ming Fei Zhen's voice is transmitted into the secret: It seems that it is really not the case.

(Okay, okay, I know! Can you just say it smoothly! How come you even helped me, brother!)

Ming Feizhen answered quite carefully.

(I feel like justice cannot be served if I help you.)

The scumbag immortal could only continue: "Donor, since everyone has his own words, let's see the real chapter in his hands."

Bodhi: "Is this called holding on to one's own opinion? There is no clearer outcome than this, right?'

The scum fairy naturally ignored him and pretended to raise his Qi to transport the sword, but he still didn't have the feeling that his true energy was so full that it was about to reach the sky. A set of Tai Chi swords was almost finished, but still no move was made. The people over there were also looking at it strangely. They just didn't know whether the old immortal wanted to warm up before fighting, or whether he had just moved too much and twisted his waist to relax his muscles.

The scumbag's head was sweating anxiously.

(Brother, why don’t you recharge it? I can’t play anymore!)

Ming Feizhen's hesitant voice sounded in his mind.

....You can't fight this. It's too much trouble to fight him, I don't plan to let you duel with him. )

Zhaxian put down his sword in embarrassment. x.

(You should have said it earlier! It’s embarrassing for me to have been in this posture for so long!

(I thought you were warming up, so I ignored you.

The scoundrel hurriedly coughed, seeing that Bodhi couldn't be beaten, then

Then he pointed his sword at Yu Feiyuan and smiled rather maliciously.

"Female donor, it seems that you are also responsible for the big hole in the roof.

Yu Feiyuan confessed: "I have a share."

The scoundrel smiled even brighter.

-. When he came up, he saw that this girl was extremely beautiful. Normally, he didn't even have the time to look at such beauties from a distance, but now he thought about how he could make a move with her and even take advantage of her. He couldn't help but feel elated.

(Brother, this flower girl is so beautiful and tight, no, she’s so tight. Let’s use sword energy to suppress her and let her know how strong I am.

(Not even this. 1

(Why! ! )

....because I don't want to. If you want to commit suicide, go to her and do it. With their sect's martial arts, once someone kills someone, it's almost impossible to find the whole body.

- Generally speaking, their enemies are not collecting corpses, but picking up sauce. )

Zhaxian felt depressed for a while, then listened to Ming Feizhen's words again, cheered himself up, and shouted to Bodhi again.

"You crazy fellow, do you know that this place is the place where I and the young master of the Luo family got married, how dare you trespass?"

Although Bodhi thought that the Taoist priest was crazy, his martial arts was really powerful. He had not recovered from his injuries, so he probably had no chance of winning if he didn't draw his sword. But he is willful and arrogant by nature, and even the King of Heaven dares to hit him when he is angry. Laughed loudly.

"Bodhi broke into the Luo family's courtyard without permission and has lost his etiquette. I don't know how the immortal will teach a mortal like me. Please tell me.

His answer was exactly as Ming Feizhen predicted, and that was indeed what the ruffian was thinking.

(This man is extremely skilled in martial arts, and a fight would do you no good. He actually doesn’t want to fight, he is just tied to that woman. You are disgusting and disgusting with him, just let him go on his own)

When it comes to other scoundrels, this disgusting aspect is unparalleled.

"Slow down, take your time, God has the virtue of good life. Let me tell you a story. A few months ago, Pindao was traveling in other places. He remembered an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time, so he went to the South China Sea.

Bodhi was fascinated when he heard: "The immortal grows in the South China Sea...

"I arrived in the South China Sea and chatted with the Antarctic Immortal over tea.'

Bodhi almost spit out a mouthful of old blood in anger.

"Isn't the Immortal just here to entertain me?'

"He and I were not just chatting over tea. We also talked about the impending disaster in the mortal world. This is similar to what I told the Earth Master last time.

"enough!"

SF light novel

Bodhi was furious, he came here for his own purpose, and now he has wasted a lot of time. You actually waste your time listening to him talk such nonsense

"I'm pretending to be a ghost, and I caught this move!" He opened his fists, the air flow dispersed like two strong winds, and his man rushed over like a bull with red eyes.

(What to do with this, this, this? )

Facing the overcoming weapon plunderer, he stroked the blade of the cuckoo sword, and suddenly with a flick of his finger, a thunderous dragon roar burst through the air, shocking everyone's heart. Bodhi couldn't help but feel a little heavy

But Zha Xian pulled up with his sword, and the sword struck out.

When this sword was struck, the two of them were still separated by + 10 feet, which was already the distance between them as concealed weapons.

But Zhaxian struck out with his sword, and instantly a powerful sword energy shot out from the tip of the sword like a torrent. It's so amazing that it's amazing! Not only is the speed amazing, but the strength is powerful, even the 'power' of the sword energy is unprecedentedly huge. If the sword energy that Bodhi had seen was a small stream of lethal force, Zhaxian's sword was like a waterfall that flew and fell in the mountains.

Others seemed to be washed by a waterfall, their forward momentum being completely offset by the momentum of the sword energy, and their entire footing was unstable and unable to maintain their standing posture. Ghost spirits are accustomed to borrowing power, and can turn it into their own use with just a tiny bit of usable power. Even if he stood sideways on the tree with his body straight and facing the ground, it was not difficult for him. Even on a cliff as smooth as a mirror, he can still walk on flat ground. As long as his strength is available, he can make his legs stand upright on the ground as if they are rooted.

But under the wash of the sword energy, he took seven or eight steps back in succession before his energy sank to his Dantian and he barely managed to stabilize his body.

“You, this is not swordsmanship, this is sorcery!!

Not only Bodhi, but also Luo Siming, Hanmei Mingjian, Yu Feiyuan and others opened their eyes wide. Because Zhaxian's sword has really subverted the current understanding of swordsmen's understanding of the word "kendo".

The realm of the sword is actually not much different from the four realms of the warrior sun.

The swordsman forges and refines the sword energy to generate the sword radiance, which is then gathered into the qi sword. At this point, the physical cultivation is over. Although his sword skills are becoming more and more proficient and his inner strength is getting deeper and deeper, he is unable to achieve any breakthrough in realm. Then it’s time to cultivate your mind. Regarding the cultivation of the mind, each school has its own opinions. For example, Shaolin's method is to practice hard for decades, and finally, when the time comes to perfect your merits, you will enter the realm of sword intention. The cultivation of swordsmanship has reached this point, and it is close to the path.

But before Jianmang, sword energy was the foundation of every swordsman. When he started to practice internal strength, the corresponding internal energy of the edge was generated, and after a week it became the storage of sword energy. Just like the warrior's true energy, sword energy is also an indispensable part of breaking through the realm.

Therefore, sword energy can be said to be the foundation of kendo, symbolizing the beginning of internal and external harmony. And once it reaches the heat, it will naturally be able to temper the sword light to a higher level. The lethality and sword energy of the sword light are beyond calculation. If the sword energy is the wind, the sword light is the blade. No matter how strong the wind blows, it cannot hurt the body, but with the blade in hand, it is a scene of blood and blood.

Bodhi secretly hated Tao.

This scumbag appeared out of nowhere, his words were garbled, and his hand sword skills were even more garbled than those of his grandma.

Ninety something bad.

Judging from the posture of holding the sword and the way he draws the sword, it is known that this man has not even reached the realm of sword light. It is even doubtful whether he can use a complete set of sword skills. - A long distance, this kind of fighting experience Bodhi 1 - I have fought many times in my life, but I have never encountered it once.

Bodhi seemed to be trapped in a howling wind. The strong wind was invisible and could not hurt his body, but his limbs were so compressed that he could not move.

Even the skin on his face seemed to be dented by the blow, Bodhi shouted.

"What kind of swordsmanship are you using?"

The scumbag fairy had some free time, and struck with several swords again, blowing the Bodhi tree.

"The madman has short eyes, but he doesn't recognize my Quanzhen Elephant Sword. The sword formula says: Elephant~Elephant~Why is your trunk so long~"

(Brother! Is this really a sword technique?! I haven’t read the book, so don’t fool me!)

Ming Fei is really troubled: In a hurry, this is the only sword technique I can think of.

The so-called unreliability and irresponsibility can lead to absurdity, and now it is a living and bloody example.

Fortunately, Luo Siming was still there. He took out a pen and paper from nowhere and tried his best to memorize the sword skills. However, he froze on the spot halfway through the memorization, "Big elephant~your trunk"... What kind of ghost sword skills is this! ? The other Hanmei Famous Swordsmen all looked embarrassed. Only Yu Feiyuan kindly pointed out: "Behind the nose is 'Why is it so long?'

She remembered it well, and she was worthy of being the martial arts instructor appointed by the Purple Master.

Bodhi is even more angry.

-What an elephant sword? It's clearly a mad dog sword! It's so entangled, and it won't let go once it bites.

But Bodhisattva couldn't think of any solution.

He has never seen such a strong and formed body, which can actually be separated from the body for more than ten feet without losing its power.

If this person's sword skills were higher, he could temper this sword energy into a sword light, a sword, or even use it with sword intent - I am afraid that the first sword would be able to split his protective energy into pieces. The situation is also dangerous.

However, when he followed the sword energy, he suddenly felt strange in his heart. This sword energy seemed a bit familiar. He began to think back, as if he had seen the inner force somewhere before. Suddenly, he realized that some of his internal energy was exactly the same as Yu Feiyuan's move just now.

"It turns out that the husband of the leader of Yu Dai is this scumbag immortal. Ha, I asked you why you are so sympathetic to her."

Everyone else was shocked, but Yu Feiyuan frowned and said: "Don't talk nonsense, my husband is from Daluoshan, and his surname is Feizhen!"

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