Yu Dao Qiankun

Chapter 224 The world-shaking talent, the battle of Tianwu

Fighting platform, the exclusive building of the Temple of War.Docking with Skynet, you can suppress your cultivation and conduct warrior trials.

However, on the Luomen Pass battlefield, it appeared!

In the direction of the golden barracks, a young man rushed out quickly.A fighting platform appeared above his head, golden waves swept across the battlefield, all the cultivation bases of the Luogong army were suppressed one after another, even the officers including General Nangong were suppressed from the realm of supernatural powers to the first level of Tiangang.

"Why do they have a fighting platform?"

"The fighting platform in the Temple of War is lost?"

The Luogong army was in an uproar, and saw the young man using the fighting platform as a magic weapon, constantly killing the soldiers in the maze, and releasing the spirit of the black armored soldiers.

Nangong Fangming knew something was wrong.Call the guards to stop them together.

"How dare you fight this old man!"

He summoned up his magical skills, the fire turned into armor, and a cry sounded behind him, and the Jiaoming bird appeared in the flames.

When the young man heard the invitation to fight, he gave up other opponents and rushed directly to Nangong Fangming.

As soon as they fought, Nangong Fangming knew that this person was a strong opponent.

The young man flipped his palms, and the incomparable incomparable seal formulas evolved into the Pure Yang Dao.In the end, a round of bright sun was held in the palm of the hand and smashed towards it.

"Spirit of God Gang?" Nangong Fangming lost his voice, "How do you know this method?"

This is the fourth level, an advanced qi skill that can only be practiced after becoming a god.But isn't this young man a Tiangang warrior?

Jiao Mingniao flapped its wings, its wings shredded the space, and countless flames formed sword energy to pierce Haori.Immediately Nangong Fangming stepped back, took off the big shield on his back, and threw it at the young man.

"Good time." Facing the huge shield, the young man vaguely saw a field of sea of ​​fire growing bigger and bigger, gradually turning into a maze, and finally turning into a city of flames.

"The God General Da Kun is really extraordinary, his cultivation base has been suppressed to this point, and he can still display the skills of the gods."

With a movement of the young man's body, he suddenly turned into three. One incarnation performed seal art, another incarnation performed sword art, and another incarnation snatched the spear from the side guard.

Yinjue blocked the city in flames, swordjue against the huge shield, and the spear danced like a dragon, forcing Nangong Fangming to retreat.

Before Nangong Fangming could fight back, he suddenly smiled: "I understand."

The young man threw away the spear and pointed at Nangong Fangming with both hands.Flames burst out from his fingertips, and a small scorching bird appeared, which turned into a sea of ​​flames in an instant, then a maze, and finally a city.

Just read it once, and learned my method of 'Luo Yi Nan Gong'?
Nangong Fangming was startled, and raised his giant shield again.The pattern of animal heads on the surface of the large shield continued to flow, and it opened its mouth to eat Jiao Mingniao.

puff-

The young man appeared behind him, and the sword glow pierced his chest.

"Three bodies again—no!" Nangong Fangming was surprised to find that there were five identical youths in the distance.Then look at the young man standing in front of him, and behind him...

The ninth body, so it is the nine palace division spirit technique?I haven't even figured out this kind of martial arts secret technique...

"General practice "Jiao Ming Shen Chang Xuan Gong", and I will use the same method to send you on your way."

The young man stabbed Nangong Fangming, and the eight-way incarnation blocked the nearby guards who wanted to rescue him.The raging fire burned in the palm of his hand, and the Gang Qi attribute of Nangong Fangming was condensed into a long knife, and he slashed towards the neck.

"General, go all the way."

when--

A golden arrow flew over from a distance, hitting the flaw in the blade just right, and the flaming blade disintegrated into flames again.

"Pull the enemy to the same level, and then defeat them? Interesting, really interesting. I should ask the Temple of War later, can you give me a fighting platform?"

The sky was thundering. ,

When it fell, the thunder split into nine parts, aiming at the youth's nine bodies.

"Nine Palaces Division Spirit Art again?" Nangong Fangming saw Lei Ting, and vaguely glimpsed the figure of the Nine Paths youth inside.

Knives, spears, swords, halberds, fists, seals, fingers, and palms, the last person came to the young man, and his qi condensed into an iron shield, and he was also forced to retreat with the "Jiao Ming Shenchang Xuan Gong".

"You can learn it after reading it once. This is not your patent."

The big shield of Gang Qi is fierce and windy, and the fire and the strong wind are pinching each other, and the young people have to avoid their sharp edges.

"General, are you alright?"

Nangong Fangming looked at the young man and said weakly, "Zhuan Yang? Are you cured?"

"It's a little bit better. You can come out and fight. The general will continue to command, leave this to me." Throwing a bottle of elixir to Nangong Fangming, Zhuan Yang focused on the youth.

"Be careful, this guy is not simple, and the fighting platform above his head..."

"Has the general forgotten? I am the 'shocking talent' of this generation."

That's right, this is the handsomeness of the younger generation of our Dakun Martial Arts, and the level of Tianwu's real physical memory is still believable.

"I'll leave it to you." Nangong Fangming and his guards retreated, and the Nine Palace Warlocks modified the maze to form a circle around where Zhuan Yang and the young man were, bypassing them and continuing the battle.

Nine bodies turned into one, Zhuan Yang took out a sword casually and made a few gestures.

"You have a good sensitivity to martial arts, and you can learn the magical skills of General Nangong...what's your name?"

"Yi Yue."

Zhuan Yang recalled for a while, then shook his head: "I've never heard of this name in the Temple of War God. Have you practiced all these years and haven't connected to the Internet?"

Over the years, the God Emperor has radiated the glory of the Temple of War to the world.Martial artists in the affiliated world can also use the Temple of War to practice and conduct cross-world martial arts exchanges.

But Zhuan Yang recalled that among the martial arts heroes he had known over the years, no one was called "Yi Yue".Or, did he use a pseudonym?

The young man looked at Zhuan Yang silently.

Although Zhuan Yang couldn't recognize him, he knew him!

Over the years, Zhuan Yang has competed with warriors in the Temple of War through the network mode, and has gained a great reputation.Faintly, there was a voice of "Tiangang Realm No. 1".

"Nobody, it's normal for you not to recognize him."

but--

Facing Zhuan Yang, Yi Yue's competitive spirit was aroused.

I have only lost three times in my practice so far.And those who lost three times were also defeated in their own hands.

It can be said that from practicing martial arts to now, he has no opponents.

But Zhuan Yang can!

"It just so happened that your people isolated you and me from the battlefield. You and I have a good fight, let me see why the Great Kunwu Dao can suppress the heavens."

"Then you may be disappointed."

"First of all, you can't beat me. Second, this is a war, not a duel."

Zhuan Yang raised his finger and raised it slowly: "In war, all I have to do is hold you back."

In the distance, the sound of the piano shook the sky.

Yi Yue suddenly turned his head and saw a fairy in white entering his camp.

Although the black-armored soldiers tried to stop them, they exploded into blood one by one before they got close.

Look carefully, there are strings flying around the graceful fairy.Those strings vibrate the law of heaven and earth, forming a sound of destruction that destroys the enemy.

Not only that, but a group of huge puppets rushed into the barracks, constantly destroying the buildings.

Under the control of a warrior, tigers, leopards, wolves and other strange beasts slaughtered the enemies in front of them.When slaughtered by alien beasts, the spirits of the black-armored soldiers could not return to their original world, but instead became "ghosts", servants of warriors, and began to attack their companions.

"Your heart is disturbed. Why, do you want to go back and save people?"

"No need." Yi Yue calmed down, "Your people can't penetrate our camp."

"Only relying on the avatars of a few realm kings? I think you underestimate us."

The Haotian gang energy erupted, and with Zhuan Yang as the center, the red gang world enveloped the earth.

The walls of the labyrinth constructed by the warlocks kept shaking.They looked at the long black pillar they were heading towards, and the explosion of Gang Qi from inside had caused countless cracks in the wall.

"Quick, work harder and continue to strengthen." The warlocks joined hands to condense the earth and stone walls to prevent the Haotian Gang from sweeping out and hurting their own people.The enemy is a spirit body, but we are all flesh and blood.

Tong Suqiu, Lai Heng, Bao Sanquan, Xin Zhiwen, etc. all showed their magical powers, and a group of immortals appeared in the barracks, manipulating various immortal weapons to stop them.

"It really is a person from the Eight Hundred Heavens." Tong Suqiu shouted coquettishly, the lyre rolled, and countless rainbow clouds surged from the strings, forcibly controlling the lyre fairyland to envelope a thin man.

Bao Sanquan rode a black tiger and brandished an iron whip.Before the immortal on the other side could react, shadows of whips fell from the sky, the immortal's brains burst, and the primordial spirit was completely destroyed.

"Don't fight them head-on, open the immortal ban to block them."

In the depths of the barracks, three immortals sacrificed the top immortal artifact bestowed by Kuzhu Sanren.Brilliant golden light rose up in circles, forming a mask to cover the barracks.

boom -

In the sky, meteors streaked across.

Yan and Gu, two teachers who teach astronomy and arithmetic in Simu Palace, stand in the distance.

"The sky is easy to count/Astronomical Hundred Maps."

The two teachers worked together to manipulate the sky, gathering the brilliance of the stars from above the clear sky of Nine Heavens, turning them into a meteor shower.

Boom—boom—boom—

A meteor exploded on the barrier.The second followed, then the third, and the fourth...

Dense meteors and meteorites crashed into the barrier, and finally the barrier became thinner, the top fairy artifact lost its luster, and the camp was completely exposed to the attacks of the people in Simu Palace.

"kill!"

He Zheng jumped out and threw out countless paper talismans.Those talismans changed in the wind, countless paper man soldiers formed an army formation, and rushed in together with He Zheng.

Wen Hong and Wang Bozheng stood behind, and said with a smile: "He Zheng hasn't held military power for many years, His Highness gave him these paper soldiers to entertain himself, but I didn't expect that they would be useful at this time."

"His art of armor can gather crowds to become powerful. Yan and Gu's astronomy and arithmetic can be combined into a meteor shower. Dude, you and I can't lag behind."

Wang Bozheng, professor of classics, proficient in Confucianism.

Wen Hong, who teaches politics, is also proficient in Confucianism and Legalism.

The two looked at each other, exercising awe-inspiring righteousness.The black and white air currents are entangled together, and the two of them burst into five colors of light, and jointly write a poem.

This is a poem praising the military spirit and praising the martyrs.

The poems shook the world, the dark wind blew slowly, and the location of the barracks suddenly changed.

As the setting sun sets, there are mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and the remains of countless soldiers cover the ground.

"The Confucian art of changing the sky?" Tong Suqiu beheaded the enemy immortal, took back the Tianqin Wonderland, and with a light shake, countless minced meat scattered on the battlefield.

Looking further away, the enemy immortals have almost been slaughtered.

In addition to the familiar companions of the hundred-person teacher group, those capable people and strangers brought by Yunyanghou should not be underestimated.One man held a scarecrow and performed a curse technique, driving three immortals crazy to commit suicide.One person used spices to create an endless poisonous mist that turned the two immortals into pus and blood...

……

Yi Yue and Zhuan Yang fought, and from the corner of their eyes, they caught a glimpse of what happened to the barracks, and their heart trembled: Lost so soon?No, where did these vicious monsters come from?

When the sky knife slashes from the opposite side, the wind from the sky, the fire from the ground, the thunder... All natural phenomena are reduced to nothing under the light of Zhuan Yang's knife.

The two wheels of the sun and the moon appeared in the back of Yi Yue's head, and then condensed into a large luminous celestial body to meet him.

The light of the sun and the moon continued to scour the light of the knife, and finally let the knife disperse.

"Sure enough, you even stole Kunwu's secret art?"

When the sword light was blocked, Zhuan Yang smiled instead: "But you have already lost this battle."

Zhuan Yang took the opportunity to slash out with a sword, and that sword instantly divided 72 sword qi, and an ancient tomb appeared in the Haotiangang world.

Sword Mound!

This is the duel between the two sword masters Zhuan Yang comprehended, and borrowed from his teacher Xuan Longzi, combined with the power of the three great sword masters.

Yi Yue saw countless sword weapons emerging from his feet.

The walls of the labyrinth are still towering, but the scope of the sword mound continues to expand, as if it is endless, like another world.

"Sword Realm?"

Isn't this the power that only a sword master can control?
Countless swords formed a cemetery, Zhuan Yang threw away the sword in his hand, and looked at the broken sword stuck in front of him.

This sword was full of rust and was buried in the sword mound like other sword weapons.But when Zhuan Yang stretched out his hand to hold the broken sword, the bright light illuminated the sword mound.Countless sword weapons resonate, and sword energy and sword light gather on this sword.

"Virtual sword world, ten thousand swords' starting moves!"

Zhuan Yang struggled to pull out the sword, like a king wielding a divine sword, blasting it with a mighty force.

"Break through rivers and mountains!"

Mysterious runes flashed across Yi Yue's eyes, and the heart of Tianwu was activated, quickly analyzing the opponent's sword moves.

But no matter how he learns, martial arts instinct tells him that this sword cannot be resisted, and he must escape!
The young man transformed into nine bodies, and as soon as he dispersed, he was bounced back by the sword mound. 72 Stegosaurus recaptured him, and appeared again under the attack of Jianmang.

The ground-breaking swordsmanship.

The method just learned from Zhuan Yang.

When he got into the ground, he was forced out by the sword mound, and stood on a desolate hill, watching the sea of ​​sword light approaching a little bit.

For the first time, despair and fear emerged in his heart.

Even if the defeat was in the hands of the Kunwu god, even if he faced the vision of the sun and the moon flying in the sky for the first time, he didn't feel this way.

……

Tong Suqiu and others cleaned up the barracks and smashed the docking points.Immediately afterwards, the Luo Palace army swept the battlefield.The dead black-armored swordsmen either returned to the martial arts world, or were sealed by the labyrinth, and the number became smaller and smaller.

Everyone looked at the long black pillar in the center of the maze.

The sword energy burst out little by little, and the endless golden ocean shot towards the sky.

"Zhuan Yang won." Xin Zhiwen said with a smile: "His virtual sword world is a method that even the ancestors are amazed by."

Xin Zhiwen came from the Excalibur Palace. After he informed the Excalibur Palace of Zhuan Yang's kendo attainments, the old man of the Excalibur also made a special trip to the Simu Palace, commenting that Zhuanyang is expected to enter the ranks of sword masters in the future.

But just when everyone was expecting Zhuan Yang's victory, two sword qi shot from far away from the sky.

The maze wall was shattered in an instant, and the immortal energy rushed into it, protecting Yi Yue at the moment when the sword style bombarded him.

"Little friend, show mercy!"

"Little friend, you spare his life, how about the cause and effect of the two of you?"

"Hmph! Immortal Dao again?" The two immortal qi are light and ethereal, but of extremely high quality.In Zhuan Yang's cognition, he was second only to Kun Hao, Yun Lingzi, Nie Jingyuan, and Yun Xian'er.

As soon as the sword posture was turned, the two of them were shrouded in the sword posture together.

But those two celestial qi are quite extraordinary, one cyan celestial qi entangles Yi Yue, and the other red celestial qi circles in the air, opening a channel of time and space to divert the power of Wanjian.

"Qiankun Xianshu?" Zhuan Yang was stunned, and then a terrifying and domineering military spirit erupted from his body.

That evil spirit swept across all directions, instantly cutting off the connection between immortal energy and heaven and earth.

"You can use the power of the fighting platform to suppress martial arts. Then, let me abolish your immortal dao fruits!"

The army shattered and scattered, covering the entire battlefield in an instant.

The battlefield created by Wang Bozheng and Wen Hong resonated, and the evil spirit broke out.

There is also the labyrinth battlefield where the Luo Palace Army is located, and the evil spirit is activated.

Endless evil spirits filled the sky and the earth, and the setting sun retreated behind the dark clouds.

The warlocks on the Luo Palace Army's side were the first to notice something was wrong.

"Our fairy art has failed, retreat quickly."

Nangong Fangming escorted his subordinates to retreat to Luomen Pass.

Tong Suqiu, Wang Jian and other Simu Gongxian family also showed ugly expressions.

At this moment when the army is flooding the world, their Dao fruit is also temporarily blocked.

"Secret of the Mysterious Dragon, Junsha Killing Immortal Art."

Two black lights flashed, and the immortal energy that rescued Yi Yue revealed his true body, and the heads of two real immortals flew into the air, dying on the spot.

However, these two true immortals have extremely high Taoism, and they can still speak when the evil spirit continues to eat away at the primordial spirit.

"Hmm... This is a means to use the evil energy on the battlefield to weaken the Dao fruit and force the immortal's combat power to decline? Has the Great Kun Wu Dao been studied to this point?"

"But it's a pity that your swordsmanship of killing immortals is still not perfect." The tongue sticks out from the other head, and the tongue grows slowly, and a talisman appears on it.

There was a flash of light in an instant, and everyone present couldn't open their eyes.

The two heads disappeared along with the body and Yi Yue.

"Little friend, the two of us have written down the revenge of killing our bodies and beheaded. When we recover from our injuries, we will come to you for advice!"

The brilliance dissipated, Zhuan Yang looked at the empty square, with a dark face, and kicked the dirt hard.

"Damn wild fairy! Find me next time? I'll kill you first."

……

In Qianyuan Hall, Peng Yu reads the military newspaper.

"Two immortals rescued the head of the enemy?" Peng Yu was curious about the methods of these two immortals.

The art of military evil performed by Zhuan Yang is the secret of Xuanlongzi.Weakening the power of immortality through the evil spirit on the battlefield, he discussed it with Yunlingzi and Nie Jingyuan after he learned about it.It was discovered that the innate dao fruits of the three of them were also suppressed by the army.

If he appeared on a battlefield with endless military spirits, Peng Yu's immortal power might be completely lost.

The three of them secretly studied the means of defense against Junsha, but the results were not as good as these two mysterious immortals.

"Is this the secret art of immortality reserved by the world of the heavens?"

Peng Yu was very enthusiastic about this, and even planned to go back to Master Nie to learn this secret technique.

"However, this time, Zhuan Yang really made a splash."

When the enemy came up with such a wonderful thing as the "fighting platform", Zhuan Yang led the people in Simu Palace to restore the situation.

"Should he be an official? The five senses of the sixth or fifth rank?" Peng Yu also understood in his heart that this was nothing more than icing on the cake.As Zhuan Yang, he can also receive similar rewards when he becomes an adult.Nothing more than a few years ago.

Putting down the information, Peng Yu looked up.Seeing the trembling eunuchs on both sides.

He smiled and said: "Don't worry, if you read the military situation alone, even if the emperor knows, he won't blame you."

Rearranging for the Emperor, he slipped back to the banquet.

The banquet was very long, and the Emperor deliberately demonstrated, dragging the kings of the realm and refusing to let them leave.

The atmosphere on the stage was very embarrassing. Although there were singing and dancing, the kings of the realm were in a heavy mood and didn't have the heart to watch it at all.On the other side of the aristocratic family, Zhuan Yun and others were drinking and having fun, and from time to time a young man would go down to beat drums and play music.The Emperor of God laughed loudly, not caring about the meng lang's actions of these juniors.

Peng Yu sat there, accompanying Shenhuang and Luo Tianwang.

As Xu approached, he couldn't help but yawned.

"My son, this banquet will last until midnight. You are still young, go back and rest early."

The Emperor of God sent Peng Yu to leave, and Peng Yu wanted to go to Yuanjun Hall to find the "mask man", borrowed the steps, and left immediately.

　In the 515 event, a D-level task was ordered at the beginning, and readers were required to vote monthly, and the author exploded for seven days.

　　Although I didn't plan to let readers vote, I wanted to oppress myself and force myself to work harder, but I didn't expect it to be completed.

　　Counting today, it is the seventh day of the explosion.

　　There will be one more later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)