Chapter 122: A Rare Person in the History

boom!

When thunder came out of the mountains, all the beasts were frightened. Large areas of shrubs, earth and rocks were torn apart by the air waves and thrown away in all directions. The flat grassland looked like a ruin, as if it had been trampled by a herd of elephants.

Lin Jia, dressed in black, holds a sword like a dragon. His sword skills are wide open and closed, seamless between offense and defense. His movement is like the silver moon shining light, and the mercury leaking into the ground is as pervasive.

Watch like the silver moon in the sky, perfect and perfect.

"good!"

Li Yuan walked away with the hammer in hand. His speed was extremely fast, and he could always avoid being stabbed by swords in the lightning and flints, and then he would return with a heavy hammer.

His hammering technique moves like thunder and falls like mountains. When he steps forward, his momentum is as powerful as the mountains. It is simple and dignified, and has a sense of vastness and weight.

The Thunder Dragon of Hundred Beasts is compatible with all forms, and can also activate the strengths of all forms. Li Yuan's hammer technique covers the explosion of the sky and the weight of the combined attack of dragon and elephant.

The two merge into one, as vast as the earth.

"As expected of a deputy hall master!"

After reaching the fifth floor, Li Yuan was not in a hurry to push forward, but enjoyed this rare experience, using Lin Jia as a stone to hone his various martial arts.

The sword master in the Bronze Tower Divine Realm was unbelievably tyrannical. Every time he fought fiercely, he would use all his methods and be extremely tired. But in this tower, Li Yuan felt the joy of fighting.

The various martial arts moves he could perform at will, and the changes in footwork and lightness made him reluctant to push quickly.

boom!

After a long time, Li Yuan used all the dozens of martial arts he had learned many times before reluctantly shattering the Ruyue sword light. The first battle on the fifth floor ended.

"Using that sword master as a reference, if Lin Fangchui fights with all his strength, he may be able to catch one or two swords, or he may not be able to catch Lin Jia with one sword, but at least he can resist eight or nine swords!"

Hitting the ground with a heavy hammer, Li Yuan felt like he was sweating profusely, and he felt like he had understood all the martial arts he had learned from top to bottom.

"The master of the sword is amazingly strong. A master of the Dao Sect's deputy hall master level can withstand at least eight or nine at the same level, even the hall master level!"

After the battle, Li Yuan sat cross-legged, feeling secretly shocked.

Among the eighteen deputy hall masters of the Dragon and Tiger Nine Halls, Lin Jia may not stand out, but he is by no means the weakest. The elders of the other Dao Sects should also be about the same.

People like this are top-notch masters in the world, both in terms of talent and training.

'Isn't the sword master really Zhenwu King Wan Zhuliu? '

Li Yuan swallowed a few pills, stood up after taking a moment to catch his breath, and ushered in the second battle on the fifth floor. The second battle was also with an acquaintance.

Wearing a dark loose robe, with black beard and hair, silver eyebrows, and empty hands, it is none other than Gong Jiuchuan, who is famous in Hengshan for the 'Dragon and Tiger True Gang'.

"Senior Brother Gong hides everything deeply."

Li Yuan clicked his tongue in surprise.

"Being able to appear here at least shows that Gong Jiuchuan has the combat power of a deputy hall master.

However, he was not surprised. As a direct disciple of the Tao Master, it would be strange if he was not outstanding. "

"Come"

Li Yuan raised his hammer and invited a fight. He wanted to have a good fight today.

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"Uncle Li, fourth floor..."

"Master Uncle Li has reached the fifth floor, and his ranking has surpassed Master Uncle Lin Jia!"

"Slowing down, he finally slowed down."

"Isn't this too slow? Master Douyue has just reached the fourth floor..."

There was an uproar outside the Dragon and Tiger Tower, and various discussions attracted more onlookers. Seeing the rising names on the giant monument, both the disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Temple and the elders of other sects were all horrified.

As strong as Pei Jiu, he entered the tower many times this month before finally reaching the fifth floor. He was able to reach the fifth floor the first time he entered the tower, and he was so fast.

Not to mention ordinary inner disciples, even the helmsmen who came after hearing the news, the elders were also shocked.

"Junior Brother Li..."

Seeing the name flashing close to him on the giant monument, Xin Wenhua felt a little complicated. When he heard about 'The Shadow of the Blue Dragon Appears', he had thought that this day would come.

But he originally thought that this would only happen after ten or twenty years. At worst, it would have to happen in five or six years, right?

Xin Wenhua's breathing was a little rapid and he felt his heart was heavy.

"How long has it been? Uncle Long has devoted all his efforts to cultivate it, but it can't be this fast, right? Or is it that Uncle Long is already passing it on to him?"

"Unparalleled talent."

In the corner, Shan Hong stood with his sword in his arms. His face was calm, but his heart could not calm down. For the second time in his life, he felt a strong sense of frustration.

He was born with a big dragon-shaped bone and a clear sword heart. He is a swordsman genius that only happens once in a hundred years in the state. He is only sixteen years old and has already become famous.

From Youzhou to Hengshan, from Gangjianmen to Longhu Temple, from the Inner Sect to Zhenzhuan, there were few opponents until he met Long Xinglie and felt defeated for the first time in his life.

Now, it's the second time.

"Those who dominate with talent will eventually be defeated by those with better talent."

Shan Hong suddenly remembered a genius who was defeated by his own sword many years ago. The genius was born in Xiajun that day and had become famous for a while, but was finally defeated by his own sword.

"call!"

With a sigh of relief, Shan Hong walked towards the giant monument.

On the giant monument that lists the names of hundreds of people, there are six or seven names that are illuminated. The most dazzling among them are naturally Pei Jiu and Li Yuan.

The momentum of the two men was so fast that although they slowed down after reaching the fifth floor, they did not stop. They seemed to be ready to rush to the sixth floor.

"Uncle Li is about to catch up with Pei Jiu!"

"A duel between peerless geniuses!"

"Are you going to reach the sixth floor?"

At the giant monument, the noise grew louder and louder, making people even ignore the Dragon and Tiger Tower.

In the slightly open tower door, a young man with a stern expression came out with a sword in his back. Someone exclaimed "Pei Jiu", and the noise around him suddenly dropped a lot.

"Pei Jiu's name is extinguished, he lost..."

Someone exclaimed and turned around, and saw Pei Jiu with a stern expression, and immediately stopped talking.

"Lost?"

Pei Jiu looked at the man with a vigilant look, and didn't care about the hostility of the disciples of Longhu Temple around him. He smiled faintly, and when he was about to leave, he heard another exclamation:

"Surpassed!"

"Uncle Li surpassed Pei Jiu,"

Huh!

The sword energy was like the wind, and Pei Jiu came to the bottom of the giant monument without seeing how he moved. He looked up and saw that there was another name shining on his extinguished name.

Pei Jiu narrowed his eyes, and the long sword behind him clanged and tinnitus:

"Li Yuan?"

...

Huhu~

The wind whistled, blowing the grass and green mountains.

"Lifelike."

Jin Shengwu reached out to touch the breeze, feeling this secret place of health preservation. Even though it was not his first time seeing it, he was somewhat moved:

"If we do not have a life span of 200 years, can we reach this state in the divine realm by practicing year after year?"

"No."

Long Xixiang shook his head.

"I think it must be possible."

Jin Shengwu glared at him.

"At least you and I can't do it."

Long Xixiang stretched out his hand and pulled out a few wild grasses. With a gentle blow, the wild grasses turned into a faint true qi and drifted away:

"Qi and spirit are combined. The size and thickness of the spirit realm are not only related to one's own spirit, but also to the true qi. If the spirit realm wants to become the Xuanbing secret realm, you must have hundreds of qi seas."

"Hundreds of qi seas."

Jin Shengwu's eyes moved slightly: "It is said that the masters who practiced the worship of gods have many qi seas..."

"Many places are not the same as hundreds of places."

Long Xixiang walked slowly: "Senior brother's spirit realm is much thicker than you and me, but even his Yunwu Mountain is far from comparable to the health secret realm."

"What if Master Long goes one step further?"

Jin Shengwu gave him a warning look

"I don't know."

Long Xixiang didn't speak, and quickened his pace.

After the Dragon and Tiger Tower moved out of the health secret realm, the secret realm seemed a little deserted, with only a few disciples taking care of the spiritual fields.

The two walked very fast and soon arrived at the main peak, Long Yingchan's residence.

"Uncle Master, Mr. Jin."

A simple and dull-looking young man had been waiting here for a long time and bowed slightly to greet him.

"It's been many years since we last met. Yunfeng, your martial arts have improved a lot. You can try to break through in a few years."

Jin Shengwu recognized this young man. He was Long Yingchan's third disciple, slightly older than Long Xinglie.

"Difficult."

Long Yunfeng shook his head slightly and invited the two elders to enter the courtyard: "Master has been waiting for a long time."

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"It's not uncommon for a heart to be on the right side. It can only be said that Senior Kuxin was unlucky. If the bullet had penetrated his right chest, Wan Zhuliu might have died many years ago."

"Maybe."

Long Yingchan asked the two to sit down.

Jin Shengwu didn't dwell on it. He flipped through the book and returned it. Long Yunfeng also brought wine and food.

During the meal, the three of them talked happily, talking about the past many years ago, the big and small things in the world, and the purpose of Jin Shengwu's visit.

"The treatment of Huanglong Villa will remain unchanged, but if there is no Grandmaster within a hundred years..."

"That's fate."

After receiving the promise, Jin Shengwu felt relieved and bowed his hands to thank him.

"A hundred years is not short..."

Long Xixiang had nothing to say. There are hundreds of Taoist sects in Hengshan, and this is already a great privilege.

Jin Shengwu understood this principle, so he skipped this topic and talked about Long Xixiang's injuries instead.

"The injury of the divine realm is extremely difficult to remove. There is almost no one in the world who can remove Wan Zhuliu's sword intent, not even me."

When mentioning this, Long Yingchan couldn't help but sigh.

With his current status and martial arts, there are only a few things he can't do, but this is one of them.

"Wan Zhuliu is rare in the ages."

Thinking of the thousands of battles before, Jin Shengwu couldn't help but sigh: "Even if we talk about the ages, including the legendary ancestors, I'm afraid no one can beat this man."

Long Xixiang raised the wine glass in silence.

"Dragon Demon Taoist, where is Pang Wenlong?"

"I don't know."

The atmosphere was a little depressed, but Long Xixiang raised his glass. He hadn't slept for many days, but he was much more energetic than before. He toasted the two and asked:

"Brother, has the Dragon Tiger Health Pill been started?"

"It has been started."

Long Yingchan put down his glass with a little sadness in his eyes.

Once upon a time, Long Xixiang was extremely talented and closer to the immortal realm on land than him, but now...

"Junior brother, you..."

"One last fight, if it succeeds, it will succeed, if it fails, it will die, which is better than lingering on like this."

Long Xixiang looked calm, as if he had put down all the burdens.

Long Yingchan and the others looked at each other in silence.

"Master, uncle..."

At this time, footsteps were heard outside, and Long Yunfeng came quickly, with shock on his dull face:

"Junior brother Li climbed to the sixth floor of the tower and ranked second on the Dragon List."