Peerless martial arts system

Chapter 880 Invincible in the world (addition for poonlo, 110)

As the original owner's consciousness dissipated, like a circuit suddenly unblocked, Shi Xiaole suddenly felt light all over, as if he could control any hair at will.

"It turns out that because of his existence in the past, there was always a gap between me and this body, but now, the gap has disappeared."

Shi Xiaole doesn't know how much courage and faith it takes for a person with a weak personality to resolutely sacrifice himself at the critical moment of life and death. He only knows that from now on, he will never be separated from this body.

The strong belief in survival burst out from the depths of the soul, turned into explosive power, and brought Shi Xiaole to a water-blue planet. The planet kept shrinking. Those were his eyes.

The memory of the previous life is gradually blurred.

A gust of wind swirled around Shi Xiaole, dispelling all the darkness and killing. In the gust of wind, Shi Xiaole stepped out, his whole body seemed to be completely new.

"You didn't die, you broke through?"

Shura Wudi was like a ghost.

"Yes, thanks to your blessings, but you are going to die."

The exchange of souls seems to be very long, but in fact it is only a moment.At the juncture of life and death, Shi Xiaole's Wind Sword Dao has improved to a higher level, from the middle stage of [-]% to the early stage of [-]%.

Coupled with the transformation of life and death martial arts and phantom martial arts, at this moment, Wind Sword Dao has approached [-]%, almost not inferior to [-]% Shura martial arts.

Holding the sword in both hands, Shi Xiaole's white hair flew up, his eyes were icy cold, and a blow of Wind Fury swept out.

"It doesn't matter if you don't die, you will never break through my defense."

Asura Martial Emperor frantically mobilized the high-grade spiritual soldiers, and the mask outside his body became brighter again.

Bang bang bang.

The void exploded wildly, shaking like a dilapidated picture scroll.

"is it?"

A slash of clear water sword light cut obliquely, hit the mask, and with a bang, Emperor Shura Wudi's body in the mask swayed violently, retreating hundreds of meters, and a mouthful of fishy sweetness came to the corner of his mouth.

"Your high-grade spiritual weapon is inherently flawed and cannot last. I want to see how long you can last."

One sword after another, sometimes it is the fury of the wind, sometimes it is the catastrophe of the wind, and sometimes it is the ocean of the wind, but most of them are ordinary swordsmanship, just like that, there is no transition between turns, and the speed of the attack It is even more maddening.

At least none of the Void Origin Realm Martial Emperor present could catch Shi Xiaole's moves, only countless hands and swords could be seen.

Amid the continuous explosions, Emperor Shura Martial had no high-grade spiritual weapons, but he could only be blown away like a ball. Facing Shi Xiaole's offensive that flooded the Yangtze River, he almost had no chance to make moves and could only defend passively.

Facts have proved that when the strengths of the two sides are at the same level, the high-ranking Shura Wudi can only be beaten. If it weren't for the top-grade spiritual soldiers, he would have died under Shi Xiaole's sword.

gap.

That's the difference!Everyone at the scene was stunned, and there was no discussion at all.

Even many years later, these people did not forget today's World War I, and did not forget that that young man created an impossible miracle under the most impossible circumstances.One person, one sword, leaving behind a peak work that is famous all over the world and even for future generations!
click.

With a crisp sound, cracks appeared on the mask, and then more cracks.

"not good!"

Emperor Shura Wu's face was pale, and the energy of his wrist guard was running low. No matter how hard it was to hold on, he wanted to dodge, and a sword light that split the sky and the earth came to him one step faster. At the end, there was a young man in blue and white hair.

lb……

The mask shattered, and the sword energy poured wildly along the section, like a scythe water curtain stirred up by a huge waterfall after hitting a boulder, and everything that stood in the way would be chopped into pieces.

"Sura Tribulation!"

After a period of adjustment, Shura Martial Emperor's stellar energy recovered a bit. Seeing Shi Xiaole rushing forward, he stretched out his hands behind his back with a grim expression, and slapped out a black ball.

He didn't believe that with Shi Xiaole's strong energy, he could persist for so long. The opponent must be trying to calm down and bluff, and he must be the one who wins!
but.

A beam of sword light was faster, slashed past, and the black balloon deviated from the track, causing ripples on the formation light curtain on the right side of the arena.

"Your left hand is gone."

After controlling the sword with qi, it was the catastrophe of the wind, Shi Xiaole was like a god in the sword, standing against the wind, with a sword coming out, the violent wind followed, rushing towards Shura Wudi who opened the empty door.

"what……"

Amidst the piercing screams, one arm of Emperor Shura Martial was severed at the root, and was twisted into blood mist by the sword energy.

"Your right hand is gone."

Shi Xiaole pointed with his left hand, and the Huque sword pierced the void a thousand meters away, and a meteor appeared.

Emperor Shura Wudi's right hand was cut into three pieces.

"Left leg."

"Right leg."

Either controlling the sword with qi, or striking with spring anger, under nearly half of the transformation of life and death martial arts, Shi Xiaole's stellar qi has always been maintained at [-]%, not one point strong, not one point weak.

Under the impetus of the Wind Sword, Shi Xiaole's speed of attack far surpassed that of Shura Wudi. This was not a duel, but a one-sided beating, a ruthless humiliation and venting.

"Boy, I want you to die..."

Emperor Shura Martial had his limbs amputated, and blood gushed out like a fountain. After being extremely weakened, his aura surged like a tsunami. A cruel and stern smile appeared on his face.

Boy, you shouldn't, you shouldn't have given me time to gather momentum, if you want to die, let's all die together!
"Big mudra!"

Boom boom boom.

An invisible hand stretched out from Emperor Shura Wudi's chest, and ruthlessly grabbed Shi Xiaole.And who knows, this is the real trump card of Emperor Shura Wudi, the fifth earth-level ultimate move he has carefully prepared.

It's a pity that if he uses it at his current state, his meridians will be cut off, his essence and blood will be exhausted and he will die, but it's worth it to drag this kid to hell!

"Brother Shi, run away..."

Bai Ruiting let out a scream.

Shi Xiaole didn't dodge, put the middle and middle fingers of his left hand together, and flicked forward, the Tiger Que Sword, with the sound of thunder, hit the invisible big hand head-on, the moment it touched it, it was immediately blown away, and it was broken into several pieces in mid-air.

But the power of the invisible big hand was also consumed by [-]%, the white hair on the sideburns raised slightly, the figure of the original owner appeared in front of Shi Xiaole's eyes, he smiled at himself, waved his hand, gradually walked into the darkness, and disappeared into nothingness.

"This sword is for you, Fearless of the Wind!"

Fearless of life and death, fearless of loneliness, for faith and expectation, fearless and fearless.Shi Xiaole swung the Spring Fury Sword lightly, just like the appearance of a young man on Luyan Mountain 17 years ago when he was practicing swordsmanship, so relaxed and at ease.

Goodbye, Shi Xiaole!

The sword light suddenly rose to infinity and length, containing the fearless power to destroy everything, and fell straight to the sky.

chi chi chi...

A clear sound of rubbing came from the joint between the sword light and the big hand. There was no spark, no leaking energy, only a kind of silence that made the soul chill.

Under the mutual impact, the strength of Jianmang was exhausted, but the big hand also split into two halves, and separated from Shi Xiaole's side automatically, turning into a gust of wind, blowing his tattered green shirt, still chic.

"I, I am not defeated. No one can defeat me in this situation. You, you are not human at all."

Emperor Shura Wu let out a miserable laugh, and his body turned into a cloud of blood mist.

With the sword sheathed, Shi Xiaole looked up at the sky and remained silent.

"Win, win?"

"Who can tell me that all this is fake?"

"From now on, in another 100 years, 200 years, or even 1000 years, I don't think there will be such an unprecedented battle. The words Shi Xiaole will be recorded in the annals of history."

Before the start of the war, no one was optimistic about Shi Xiaole, but after the start of the battle, the battle situation shocked everyone's attention.Shi Xiaole, who burst out with a shocking killer, even almost won the duel.

However, Emperor Shura Wudi's background was beyond everyone's imagination. Relying on the incomplete top-grade spiritual weapon, he was innately invincible. In that situation, it was impossible for anyone to win.

However, Shi Xiaole did it. At the most impossible moment of reversal, he broke through himself and reversed the situation of the battle.In the sky and on the earth, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find such a person, such a swordsman.

Everyone was immersed in a trance state for a long time, unable to extricate themselves.

"Give him a hundred years, and there will be no one in the world."

In the dead silence, Zhan Renxiong murmured, his eyes were filled with infinite brilliance.

"This is too exaggerated, maybe 500 years."

Another Xu Yuanjing Martial Emperor Dao.

He had to admit Shi Xiaole's talent, that's why he said 500 years, otherwise it would be impossible for any immortal in the Shenguan state, no matter how amazing, to get such an evaluation.

Who can be sure about the future?In the past, it wasn't that there were amazing and talented people who were stuck in front of the Void Yuan Realm and couldn't get in for the rest of their lives.

What's more, even if he becomes Emperor Wu of the Void Yuan Realm, 500 years is just a snap of the fingers for this kind of person. Maybe it will take longer to study a single ultimate move. It is a joke to say that he can be invincible!
Only Shi Xiaole, this 'non-human' who has conquered everyone with his outrageous performance, can get this evaluation, and there is no other.

hum...

The four old men of Wuyuan Palace were about to speak, when suddenly, a shocking movement came from the depths of Wuyuan Palace, and the sky was divided into six parts, one white, one black, one red, one blue, one blue, and the last piece of the original It was black and red, but now it is rapidly changing to azure, with sword energy and flames surging inside.

"The sixth Divine Fire Order is about to be released, but why..."

"No, the Palace Master is in danger, hurry up!"

……

In the depths of Wuyuan Palace.

At the same time that Shi Xiaole killed Shura Wudi, the divine fire order in the nine-color fire pool suddenly turned azure, desperately trying to rush to a certain direction, but was suppressed by the masked man in blue.

"You dare to spoil the old man's important matter, return to the original without a phase, kill!"

The surging vigor was like a sword or a knife, and he swam forward at high speed. Old man Wuyuan fell into a state of madness. His black hair turned white all at once, and infinite wrinkles appeared on his face. He used all his skills to maintain his appearance. out.

While manipulating the Divine Fire Token, the Master of the Floating Blood Palace cast his unrivaled skills and pressed on the blue-clothed masked man.

There are also several masters of Wuyuan Palace, each of whom controls different formations, interweaving into rivers of light and rolling.

The sky and the earth have no color, and the sun and the moon have no light.

Facing the attack from all directions, the blue-clothed masked man has only one palm, and with one palm, he holds all the mountains and rivers in his hand, and shakes all the bullying qi into flying ash. He is like a rock in the waves, and he will not fall for ten thousand years.

(End of this chapter)