martial arts mythology system

Chapter 276 The Infinite Shadow, the Last Order of Ancient Times

The iconic laugh.

The iconic black cloud.

When Gong Sunhong heard the laughter, his scalp felt numb, and when he saw the black disaster cloud pouring into [Between Heaven and Earth], he turned around and wanted to run away...

But what was even more frustrating was that Han Feng found that the only exit from this place had been blocked by black clouds...

The black cloud wiped away the sky-sea sword light bursting out from the ruins of Shentian, and it bloomed like an epiphyllum blooming in the middle of the night. [Xiexin Daozi] Gu Xuantong, who was dressed in a golden-red Taoist robe, stood proudly on the cloud, overlooking the devastated land below.

"Hahahahaha, it's so lively here, how could there be no Gu Xuantong involved?"

While speaking, Gu Xuantong held his right hand high, manipulating the silent power between heaven and earth.

The golden and red Buddhist zhenqi formed a dizzying vortex in the sky, arousing the wind in the entire [Between Heaven and Earth].

Seeing Gu Xuantong's domineering look and the golden swirl in the sky, Gongsun Hong almost dropped his jaw in shock.

Yaoshou, aren't you Gu Xuantong a famous Taoist master? How come you can even master the unique Buddhist study "Buddha Karma Sky Wheel" now?

Your hobby is not just to rob the head of Taoism, don't you even let the Buddhist ashram be spared now?

The entire [Between Heaven and Earth] warriors in the Buddhist battlefield were all silent in the face of the terrifying power of Gu Xuantong.

The warriors who were fighting had to stop fighting each other.

Gu Xuantong didn't stay for too long, but swept past the top powerhouses present...

Li Xiaojie, Nian Qingliang, Shen Menglin, Wu Xingyun...even Gong Sunhong...

Such a rebellious person like Li Xiaojie didn't dare to say anything in front of Gu Xuantong, he just confronted each other with a cool mind.

But Gongsun Hong was even worse, the moment he was caught by Gu Xuantong's gaze, he felt like his head was about to be lifted, his legs trembled invisibly, as if he was about to collapse to the ground in minutes.

"Why don't you talk? People in Fuyuandao are really unfriendly~"

Gu Xuantong seemed to be in a good mood today, and he didn't linger here for a long time. He flew to the depths of the Shentian ruins under the control of the dark clouds all over the sky, just to find the person who had just issued Tianhai sword.

In normal times, if there were so many martial arts masters here, Gu Xuantong would have pulled everyone here to fight wildly.

But now that there was a real strong man in front of him, Gu Xuantong could no longer care about others.

I saw a sky-blue streamer coming from the depths of the Shentian Ruins piercing the sky, directly colliding with Gu Xuantong's figure.

Tens of thousands of sword qi exploded in front of Gu Xuantong.

Gu Xuantong pinched the Dharma seal in his hand, and the powerful power of "Tao Forbidden Book" and "Buddha Karma Sky Wheel" merged and intertwined into a shocking powerful force.

The golden red swirl is set against the boundless black clouds.

The grand Daoist phantom appeared between the black clouds.

Dao Zun suppressed the void, and the sky blue sword light finally showed its original appearance. A stern swordsman with white hair was holding an invisible sword condensed with sword energy, floating in front of Gu Xuantong, exuding awe-inspiring breath.

Although he looks like a young man, his pupils are full of vicissitudes. I don't know if it's the hardships of life... or 700 years is too long.

Obviously, this is also a soul-painting warrior, and a soul-painting warrior of the innate realm. Although he has fallen to the innate realm due to the erosion of the years, his supernatural spirit will not change.

Gu Xuantong was waiting for such an opponent. With his right hand raised high, he held up a slowly rotating Tai Chi Yin-Yang fish roulette, and smashed it at the entangled painting soul warrior.

The soul-painting martial artist has a dull expression, but his force is by no means inferior. He exploded with terrifying sword energy all over his body, and the sharpness caused pain in the eyes of anyone who made eye contact.

The collision of two forces close to the strongest under the heavens caused a small nuclear bomb to explode in the air, shaking the whole [Between Heaven and Earth].

Fortunately, there is room for suppression in the "Tao Forbidden Book of Heaven", which limits the intensity of the battle between the two.

The white-haired soul warrior uses his body and limbs to control the sword energy, and fights with Gu Xuantong's fists and feet. There may be hundreds of punches and feet collisions between the two of them in one breath. The terrifying power is transmitted to the ground in the form of shock waves, and is invisible. The palace buildings hit by the shock wave will also collapse directly...

The warriors standing near the battlefield of the two fled with their lives... Just kidding, it is purely self-inflicted to be killed here because of the fight for treasures, but if they are killed by the aftermath of the battle, it would be too wronged.

The warriors fled, picking up the treasures they encountered along the way.

The masters are still fighting desperately, the goal is still the four ancient rare treasures.

Han Feng also fled to the depths of the Shentian Ruins in order to avoid being affected by Gu Xuantong's battlefield. He jumped above the bronze roof, and when he looked back, he happened to see Wu Xingyun's tricks.

Wu Xingyun, who has grown to a thirteen or fourteen-year-old appearance due to changes in martial arts, also showed real kung fu in the face of the chasing soul-painting warrior.

One move "Tianshan Zhemeishou" dissolves all the martial arts routines of painting soul warriors, and in a "Tianshan Six Sun Palms" [Yang Song Tianjun], a mighty torrent of yang-attributed internal force hits the painting On the body of the soul warrior, it just hit... Li Xiaojie.

Li Xiaojie was fighting with Nian Qingliang at first, when suddenly the stiff-faced Soul Painter fell in front of Li Xiaojie.

Li Xiaojie and Nian Qingliang were both stunned.

The Soul Painter who still had no self-awareness reacted faster. As an emotionless fighting machine, he threw his fist directly at Li Xiaojie's face.

Li Xiaojie couldn't understand what happened at all, and began to be dealt with by the painting soul warrior and Nian Qingliang at the side, and the battle became even more awkward...

Han Feng and Wu Xingyun, who had succeeded in his scheme, looked at each other, and then flew to the depths of the Shentianjiao ruins again.

Finally, Han Feng, who came to the core of the Shentianjiao relics, discovered the prayer flags flying in the sky again.

The six flying prayer flags are floating in the sky, which looks really strange.

The text on it is the part of "The Secret Record of Chuanwu" that Han Feng knows something about, and the rest of the handwriting is blurred.

Seeing that the target of this trip appeared in front of him, Han Feng hurriedly urged "Flying on the Grass" to fly in mid-air, wanting to get in touch with this "World's Cloth of Martial Arts".

However, just when Han Feng was about to touch the prayer flag, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed.

The mottled bronze hall, the outside of the hall is hazy.

A thousand-year-old candle is burning in the temple.

In the center is a throne that has been forged for many years.

A heroic old man with plain eyes, white hair and white beard sat on the bronze throne, gently tapping the throne with his knuckles, exuding an oppressive power.

Han Feng didn't care about the strange environment, looked at the white-haired old man, and asked:
"What is your honor?"

The white-haired old man's answer was extremely mysterious:
"The shadow of time can't see where it comes and goes. The fate given by time... will eventually be erased by time."

The white-haired old man looked at Han Feng while speaking, his gaze was emotionless, like an ice sculpture.

And Han Feng stood proudly alone, and his momentum was not inferior.

"Who exactly are you?"

"Heh, the endless shadow, the death of ancient times."

(End of this chapter)