Alienated Martial Arts.

Chapter 249 One Sword

120 miles to the west of Yuanzhou Fucheng, there is a martial arts sect covering a large area. The three big characters of Lingjian Pavilion on the main entrance archway are elegant and vivid, showing the meaning of agility.

Lingjian Pavilion is backed by the Yuanzhou Mansion and faces Taixuan Mountain. The owner of the pavilion, Yue Dongyu, has long sleeves and is good at dancing. He has maintained a relatively good relationship with both the government office and the Taixuan Sect.

In such a way, they have a detached status that other gangs can't match.

The ancestors of the Yue family also came from the great martial arts sect.

The method of internal training handed down in the family directly refers to the perfection of visceral training, coupled with the agile and elegant swordsmanship, and the unique forging and refining swordsmanship, it is considered well-known in the entire Yuanzhou.

Therefore, it has attracted many young people to come to study, and it has become more and more prosperous in recent years.

In the afternoon of this day, the warm sun slanted down, making people feel weak and drowsy from the sun.

At this moment, a tall figure appeared outside the gate of Lingjian Pavilion.

This person looks like a middle-aged scribe who has traveled all the way to this place.

"This gentleman, did you come to this pavilion to order a sword?"

The disciples of the Spirit Sword Pavilion saw the middle-aged man's extraordinary demeanor, and thought that he should be a big customer, so they immediately greeted him with smiles on their faces.

The middle-aged man stopped outside the door, slowly shook his head and said, "I have my own sword, so I didn't buy one."

The disciple of Lingjian Pavilion suppressed the doubts that arose in his heart, and then said with a smile, "Sir, you didn't make a custom-made sword, so what is the purpose of coming here? Could it be that you want to sign up to learn swords?"

The middle-aged man still shook his head, looked at the plaque hanging high above, and his eyes fell on the three big characters of Lingjian Pavilion, and suddenly sighed in a low voice, "I just look at this plaque as an eyesore, and I don't want it to hang here any longer. .”

The expressions of the disciples of the Spirit Sword Pavilion changed suddenly, and just as they were about to say something, a cold light flashed before their eyes without any warning.

When he looked again, there was nothing in front of him, and the middle-aged man with the long sword hanging from his waist was gone.

"I'm not dreaming, am I?"

The Lingjian Pavilion disciple muttered to himself, his eyes full of confusion and doubt.

Suddenly, there was a light click, which came from above the head.

He raised his head subconsciously, and saw that the plaque that had been hanging on the gate tower for an unknown period of time had been cut off at the middle.

And the incision is smooth and smooth, and there is almost no trace of burrs.

Ji Lingling shuddered, and the disciples of the Spirit Sword Pavilion suddenly thought of the long sword on the side of the middle-aged man's waist just now, but they couldn't recall exactly when the man pulled out the sword and cut off the solid and thick copper plaque.

Before he had time to deal with the crumbling plaque, he turned around and ran into the door.

After crossing the training field where the disciples of the outer sect practiced swordsmanship, they continued to move forward without stopping, and soon came to the door leading to the inner courtyard of the Jiange.

He stood there blankly, stretched out his hand to press the door, but felt weak all over, and dared not push it open no matter what.

A gust of autumn wind blew by, bringing with it an increasingly strong fishy-sweet smell, which spread from the inside to the outside, quickly filling his side.

Gudong!

The Lingjian Pavilion disciple swallowed with difficulty.

It was cold from head to toe.

At this moment, there was a soft creak.

The red door opened slowly.

It reveals a more pure bright red inside.

"Who the hell are you? Our Spirit Sword Pavilion has no grievances or enmities with you. Why do you have to do this!?"

Yue Dongyu's face was gloomy, his eyes were terrified, he stared blankly at the corpses all over the floor, feeling desperate for a moment.

"My surname is Ye, you probably haven't heard my name before."

The middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back, looking around blankly, "I thought you were also named after the Jiange, so you should have some excellence in swordsmanship no matter what.

It's a pity that Lingjian Pavilion is very famous, but Yu Xiujian's accomplishments are so common, which disappointed me very much. "

His eyes fell back on Yue Dongyu, and he sighed in a low voice, "You are really too weak, so weak that I can't even take a casual sword strike."

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man turned around slowly, turned his gaze away from the collapsed Spirit Sword Pavilion Master, and landed on the young disciple standing blankly at the door.

"I just bothered you."

With a gentle smile on his face, he slowly walked past the disciples of the Spirit Sword Pavilion, and quickly disappeared outside the gate.

The disciple of Spirit Sword Pavilion watched the middle-aged man leave in a daze, feeling a little itchy in his neck for no reason.

He raised his hand and scratched it lightly.

Swish!
Silently, a thin red line quietly appeared.

The next moment, he was horrified to find that his vision was rapidly decreasing until he fell to the ground.

As far as he could see, he could only see a pair of black boots, which were still stained with spots of bright red blood.

"This is my own shoe."

An extremely weird thought flashed through, and then the world spun, covering everything in darkness.

The entire Spirit Sword Pavilion regained its calm.

Only the corpses scattered all over the place can tell what happened here just now.

"No matter what rubbish, dare to use the name of Jiange, it really stains my eyes."

In the autumn afternoon, Ye Qiyuan walked slowly, recalling the killing just now, suddenly felt a little boring.

Click!

He stepped on a dead branch, and instead of continuing to move forward, he turned his head and looked towards the side of the road.

Just behind a tree more than ten meters away, a young woman in a green dress quietly walked out.

Ye Qiyuan glanced across the woman's body, without any expression on his face, as if he was looking at the dead branch at his feet.

After a moment of silence, he said slowly, "It's Rong Yuan, you came to look for me, did you finally find something?"

"Finding the relics of Senior Jiange is a top priority for me. If you find out, it will save me a lot of time and energy. You don't have to search for clues in the sword training dojo everywhere like now. "

"Rong Yuan has seen Sword Master Ye."

The young woman bowed her knees, straightened her body, and her expression became serious. "The junior disturbed the senior this time, but it's not because I found the relics left by the thirteen sword masters back then. It's another very important matter."

"What's the matter, let's talk and listen."

Rong Yuan lowered his eyes, not daring to meet his gaze, "What I said about Sword Master Hui Ye, what this junior wants to say is that all the fighters sent by our sect to Taixuan Mountain have been wiped out."

After a pause, her voice involuntarily lowered, "Miss Ye Xiao also disappeared during this mission, and her whereabouts are still unknown."

Quietly, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop.

Rong Yuan shivered Lingling. Although he was in a sunny autumn afternoon, he felt like he was in an ice cellar, and it was icy cold from the tip of his hair to his toes.

After a long time, Ye Qiyuan's voice sounded slowly, with a palpitating chill, "She doesn't want to stay with the old man, she insists on going to Taixuan with you, and wants to experience the so-called Daoist elegant demeanor.

Originally, the old man didn't want Xiao'er to leave, but because I heard what you said, there are three martial arts masters gathered in Taixuan, and they will definitely protect her from any danger, so I feel relieved to let her go for a training experience. "

He was still smiling, but his expression became distorted a little bit, "As a result, you suddenly ran over to me and said that even the three martial arts masters failed to protect her Zhou Quan?"

Rong Yuan took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly.

She tried her best to calm down, "As for Sword Master Hui Ye, the two masters of our sect and the master of Beihuang failed to come down from Taixuan Mountain."

Ye Qiyuan closed her eyes, "Do you know who killed her?"

Just as Rong Yuan was about to speak, suddenly a hawk flew over from a distance, circled in the air and landed accurately.

She took out the note and glanced at it, her complexion suddenly changed again, "Our people saw the building boat on which Master Ji was riding, and it was far away from the waters of Taixuan Mountain, and it was heading north along the river, heading for Yuanshui Daze. .

This ship is out of our control, presumably something went wrong. "

As soon as the words were finished, Rong Yuan raised his head, only to find that the middle-aged man had disappeared before his eyes.

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The water surface is empty, and you can see the horizon of the water and the sky from a distance.

A luxury boat sails slowly in the water.

Although the wind and waves are rough, it can't have any impact on the tall and heavy hull, and it doesn't even feel too much shaking.

A few waterfowls were playing and swimming on the shore, from time to time they plunged into the water suddenly, and ate a grass carp in their mouths.

A black flag hangs from the mast. On the flag is a ferocious dragon head showing sharp fangs. Below it is a white horizontal stripe. The three bold characters of Heilongzhai are clearly visible in the wind.

Two hardcover men with long knives leaned against the guardrail, acting as guards.

Quietly, a figure appeared on the deck of the building, standing behind the two of them, listening to their endless chat.

After a while, the man left without a sound and entered the attic.

In the balcony on the highest floor, there is a table of good food and wine.

Fruits and vegetables, river shrimp and fresh fish, and a few plates of game that can only be found in the mountains and forests.

Two men were sitting inside drinking.

One of them picked up the wine glass and said with a smile on his face, "Brother Zhangluan, Jiaomou hereby respects you!"

"If Brother Zhang hadn't acted personally this time, we might not be able to take those two guys on the boat, and we would lose more brothers for nothing."

Hearing this, Zhang Luan just smiled faintly, showing disdain, "Jiao Zhaizhu is very polite, but it's just a matter of lifting a finger, just two warriors who have just started practicing viscera, so it's easy for someone to take them down, without any effort. "

"Brother Zhang is an expert on the red list, so naturally there is no need to take them seriously.

Even if it's like Brother Yu, even if you practice hard for another 100 years, I'm afraid you won't be able to reach your current height. "

Village Master Jiao drank the wine in his glass, and then looked at the luxurious decoration in the attic, he couldn't hide his excitement anymore.

This boat is parked by the river, as long as the people on board are killed, it will become an ownerless thing.

Now it is in his pocket, and it should be meant.

"In the practice of martial arts, talent and aptitude are important, but chance is also indispensable. If Zhaizhu Jiao had met a famous teacher when he was young, instead of going astray as a heretic and cruel method, he might have already achieved higher achievements."

Zhang Luan smiled reservedly again, and stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of steaming braised pork.

As a result, he stretched out his hand halfway, but he suddenly froze there.

Staring at the other hand that appeared on the table without warning, he took the whole pot of stewed pork away without any hesitation.

Gudong!

The undisguised sound of chewing and swallowing lingered in the ears of the two of them.

"who!?"

Zhang Luan's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't even turn his head in desperation. He just relied on his instinctive reaction and subconsciously pushed his elbow back.

click...

It can kill tigers and leopards, and the iron elbow that opened the monument was gently and skillfully slapped away, and there was still some burning pain at the contact part.

Zhang Luan's scalp felt numb all of a sudden, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

The ferocious temperament created by countless times of bloody fights came up, his blood surged immediately, his waist and legs exerted strength, and he wanted to violently fight for his life.

At this moment, there was a soft snap.

A few fingers rested on Zhang Luan's shoulder.

He was suddenly struck by lightning, as if his entire body lost control at this moment.

This was a sad experience he had never had before, and he almost couldn't help screaming out.

"Sit still and don't move. If you dare to overturn the dishes on the table, I will take you to drink."

It was the voice of a young man, it sounded calm and indifferent, but in the ears of the two of them, it was like the low growl of a demon before eating, which made them palpitate and frightened, making them almost unable to breathe.

After Wei Tao finished eating the last piece of stewed meat, he took two steps forward and sat down at the table, and unceremoniously picked up another bone stick.

The two of them didn't even dare to breathe, they watched him dumbfounded as he swallowed the huge bone stick, including the flesh and bone, in just two or three bites.

Immediately afterwards, the wind swept away and cleared up more than a dozen dishes.

Gudong!

Master Jiao's throat surged, and he swallowed with difficulty, his consciousness was almost a terrifying blank.

He glanced at Zhang Luan, only to find that the master on the red list was also full of fear, and even his body was trembling and twitching uncontrollably.

Zhaizhu Jiao's thoughts were chaotic, and he was even a little speechless.

The young man on the table is of a frighteningly high level of strength, not to mention in their Black Dragon Village, even if all the villages in Yuanshui Daze are added up, there is no one who is stronger than him.

However, he couldn't figure it out, no matter which faction such an expert is placed in, he should be enshrined at a high level. Why does this person look like he has been hungry for several days without eating?
"Where's the wine?"

Villager Jiao, who was thinking secretly, was agitated again, hurriedly picked up the wine jar from his side, and looked around for an unused wine cup.

Wei Tao snatched the wine jar with his hands, opened the mud seal and poured it directly into his mouth, and quickly drank the wine to the brim.

He breathed out the smell of alcohol, took the tea offered by Zhang Luan next to him, and began to sip it.

"Although you are Mizusawa bandits, your cooking skills are not bad."

After taking a few sips of tea, Wei Tao put down his cup casually, "Turn around and dock now, and follow me to pick people up on board."

After a pause, he said slowly, "According to this standard, prepare another table, no, prepare another three tables of noodles, and people will come to eat in a while."

"Understood, the little one will make people turn around and pick up the grown-up friends."

Village Master Jiao nodded and bowed, with a smile all over his face, and was still carefully observing Wei Tao's expression.

The attitude of this man can make the difference between his life and death.

Thinking that this might be his last meal, Village Master Jiao couldn't help but struggle between the two, and he couldn't even stand firmly.

"Go, don't think about it."

Wei Tao was in a good mood, he stretched out his hand to pick up the whole steamed fish, bit off most of it in one bite, didn't even filter the fishbone, chewed it to pieces and swallowed it into his stomach after a few bites.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up another pot of medicinal porridge.

Suddenly, a soft ding sound interrupted his movements.

Quietly, the status bar appeared in front of my eyes.

Another month passed, and the gold coin in the status bar spontaneously increased by one.

From seven to eight.

As for the dozen or so gold coins that were consumed, they were all used by him to improve his skills in the past few days, and most of them were used up before he knew it.

Because he was about to face the Xuangan Gate, Wei Tao did not go to improve the Xuanwu True Solution. He planned to wait until he returned to Qinglin Mountain, and then decide whether to open the gate directly after being instructed by Teacher Ni Tang.

As for the Cathode Secret Technique, the current limit-breaking third stage has already allowed him to stretch his mental body to the limit, so it is not yet time to advance to the limit-breaking fourth stage.

So, his recent focus is Wuji Sanshou and a certain kung fu that he doesn't even know the name of.

Wei Tao turned his eyes and landed on the interface of Wuji Sanshou.

Title: Wuji Sanshou Liuyun Chapter.

Progress: 120%.

Status: The second stage of breaking the limit.

Description: After a deeper understanding of artistic conception and mutual verification with other exercises, this exercise has been evolved and improved.

He quickly looked at the interface adjacent to Liuyun Chapter.

Name: unknown palm

Progress: 60.00%.

Status: Entering the room.

Description: It is mutually confirmed with other exercises, and some changes have occurred in this exercise.

Wei Tao stared at the status bar interface of the unknown palm technique, not knowing how many times he fell into thought.

He didn't know the name of the palm technique, and he couldn't even be sure why the figure in the golden robe of Nine Dragons appeared in front of him.

All I know is that it was probably brought by the golden-backed flying insect, and it is related to Emperor Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

It is precisely because of the title of the number one in the world a hundred years ago that he has spent the past few days almost immersing himself in it, recalling the memories of that time again and again, and finally succeeded in getting started and manifesting it in the status bar.

But then the problem arises.

Even with the existence of the status bar, he can only increase it to 60.00% of the progress, and there is no way to continue going up, and he can't even consume gold coins.

This has never been the case before.

Other skills can be improved through the status bar, and the only difference is whether it can break the limit, but it has never been like it, and it cannot continue to improve when it reaches 60.00% progress.

After thinking about it, Wei Tao thought that this was not the reason for the status bar, but the most likely reason was that the wisp of Emperor Wudi's spirit was not complete, so he couldn't continue to improve.

Only by obtaining the entire inheritance of this set of exercises can one break through the limitations and practice them to a level of perfection, or even break the limits.

However, even though the progress is only 60.00% now, the power of this palm technique has already surprised him.

Especially with Wuji Sanshou and Bingdi Shuanglian, which confirmed each other and blended artistic conception, it brought him a bright feeling.

Wei Tao restrained his thoughts, and picked up the pot of porridge again.

After a series of battles and promotions, ordinary warriors are no longer in his eyes.

Even if it is a master of the same level as the old monk of the Northern Wilderness, as long as his body is in good condition, he dares to go up and try to fight with him, and he is confident that he can win the battle.

It's just that I don't know at what level the top Qinglian sect who can drive the three masters is.

Wei Tao's mind turned. He still had a considerable degree of scruples about this organization that gradually surfaced, and he couldn't be slighted or underestimated.

While eating happily, suddenly the deck shook slightly.

There were footsteps approaching quickly again.

After a few breaths, the door of the attic was gently pushed open, and Village Master Jiao came in from the outside.

He fell to his knees with a plop, "My lord, that friend of yours has arrived on board and is waiting on the deck below."

"Didn't I let them hide in a dense forest and wait, but the boat hasn't even reached the shore yet, so why did they come up so soon?"

Wei Tao was puzzled, and asked again, "Also, that friend you mentioned just now, how many friends came to the boat?"

When Village Master Jiao heard this, he couldn't help being taken aback, "My lord's friend, isn't that the senior with the long sword at his waist?"

Wei Tao didn't respond, the tip of his nose moved slightly, and he smelled a faint fishy-sweet smell.

There is also a faintly icy aura, as if it has surrounded and shrouded the entire building ship.

He was silent for a while, and his eyes fell on Zhang Luan who was sitting stiffly beside him, "Go outside and see who came to the boat."

Zhang Luan didn't dare to say more, stood up immediately, went to the outside terrace, and stood on the edge of the railing.

Swish!
It was as if a breeze was blowing.

It also brought a strong chill, and even the temperature in the attic dropped sharply.

Before Zhang Luan could speak, he suddenly froze.

The next moment, with incomparable horror, he saw an extremely familiar body.

The body was dressed exactly like him.

Even the mole on the neck is exactly the same in size, without any difference.

The only difference was that there was no head on that body, and blood was still oozing from the broken neck.

"No, I seem to be flying..."

"Aren't I standing by the railing, why do I feel like I'm flying?"

Zhang Luan was terrified and tried to open his eyes wide.

Then they were horrified to find that the headless corpse was standing on the edge of the platform, near the railing.

"how is this possible!?"

"I, I am a martial arts master who has entered the court red list..."

His consciousness was shrouded in fear, and he wanted to scream, but he couldn't make any sound, and fell directly into the boundless darkness.

poof...

A head fell down, right in the middle of the messy table.

A little vegetable soup was splashed and mixed with the rapidly flowing blood and brains.

Wei Tao had no expression on his face, looking at Zhang Luan's eyes that had not yet been closed.

At this moment, my thoughts are inexplicably flying, thinking of the outside of Cangyuan City last winter.

Bai Lingyu made a sudden attack without warning in the small courtyard, and took off the head of Hu's mother, and then threw it into the copper pot to cook.

However, compared with Bai Lingyu's broken neck and severed head, Zhang Luan, who was on the red list, died more calmly, without a trace of fireworks.

Suddenly there was another thud.

Village Master Jiao's expression was dull, his eyes were lifeless, and he collapsed to the ground.

Not long ago, he was full of vigor and high spirits, full of the joy of getting a new luxury boat, and he attracted Zhang Luan, a martial arts master who was listed on the red list, thinking that he would be able to turn a new page in his life.

Among other things, at least he can win the upper hand in the various water villages in Yuanshui Daze, and even hope to sit in the top few positions.

However, how long has passed, and everything disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Such a major blow from joy to sorrow made him fall from the clouds into the abyss in an instant, and even his spirit became a little abnormal.

At this moment, Wei Tao pushed away the wooden chair, slowly came to the terrace outside, and looked down.

There happened to be a middle-aged man in black and a black robe standing with his hands behind his back, also looking up.

The eyes of the two people met in the void, intertwined and bumped into each other.

Wei Tao narrowed his eyes, and said calmly, "Who are you to kill the boatman I managed to find?"

"It doesn't matter who I am."

The middle-aged man said lightly, "The important thing is how you got on this ship."

Wei Tao didn't speak, and took a step aside without warning.

Swish!
Just at this moment, a breeze blew past.

Skimming over where he was just now, and then moving forward, leaving a straight crack on the roof of the attic.

"At your age, you can actually dodge my sword, and your level of strength is far higher than that of the so-called Lord of the Spirit Sword Pavilion. You are already proud of yourself."

The middle-aged man quietly sheathed his sword and let out a deep sigh.

"Looking at the way you use your sword, I think it's a swordsman from the hidden sword pavilion who came from west to east." Wei Tao was expressionless, and the red robe on his body was calm and automatic.

"Oh? It's interesting."

The middle-aged man showed a smile, "You can see my origin at a glance, and I can't help but make the old man a little curious. What is the reason that makes you so familiar with our school's swordsmanship."

Wei Tao didn't answer, but instead asked, "Mr., what's your name?"

"I am the sword master of the hidden sword pavilion, Ye Qiyuan."

"That's right."

Wei Tao replied with a gentle smile, "Not long ago, I met Miss Ye Xiao, she looks a little like the old man, but I don't know what your relationship is."

"Have you seen Xiaoer before!?"

Ye Qiyuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and his tone became a little urgent, "Where did you see her?"

Wei Tao sighed leisurely, "We first met in a small town at the foot of Taixuan Mountain, on that rainy night, Miss Ye Xiao and I had a great conversation, and even left a token for each other.

I thought that we would be separated from each other and never meet again. Who would have thought that things in the world are so wonderful. Only one night later, Miss Ye Xiao and I met again in the wilderness outside the town, continuing our unfinished fate. "

Ye Qiyuan's thoughts turned, and he immediately asked, "Where is Xiaoer now, and what is the token she left for you?"

"Miss Ye Xiao, when I left, she still stayed in that wilderness, and I don't know if she will leave and change places later."

Wei Tao looked into Ye Qiyuan's eyes, and the smile on his face became more intense, "As for the token she left for me, I can't show it for the old man to see."

Holding the hilt of the sword, Ye Qiyuan took a step forward, "If you don't take it out for me to see, you will die!"

"The old man's murderous intent is awe-inspiring, and his sword is cold, which makes me a little uneasy. I wish I could show you the token right away."

Wei Tao pressed his hands on the railing, and his voice suddenly became very soft, "But, the imprint she left on me has already healed well, how could it be possible for you to see it?"

"What do you mean?" Ye Qiyuan frowned, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

There was a light click on the railing, and Wei Tao leaned forward slightly, "The old man wants to find Miss Ye Xiao, so he shouldn't talk to me here, but should go to that town right away."

"You mean, Xiao'er is still there?"

"Should be still there, if she hadn't been taken away by wild dogs."

"You said..." Ye Qiyuan's complexion changed drastically, and he narrowed his eyes suddenly just as he said a word.

Boom! ! !

In an instant, the entire pavilion shattered and disintegrated.

Swept and engulfed by the figure that suddenly swelled and enlarged, all of them whistling and smashed down.

Having just heard the exact news of Ye Xiao's death, Ye Qiyuan's cold and bright mood involuntarily fluctuated.

At the same time, he saw a black and red figure that looked like a demon, which seemed to lift up the two or three-story wooden building on the boat, and slammed it down towards him.

Boom! ! !

The entire ship sank suddenly.

The hull shattered and there was a loud rumble.

All kinds of debris scattered and splashed, blocking the two figures that were about to collide head-on inside.

Silently, a cold light cut through the void.

In an instant, sword energy overflowed, and murderous intent was everywhere.

A straight crack was cut on the water surface, and even the bottom river bed was clearly visible.

Even the bushes on the bank were stripped away, and the corpses of the pirates on the boat were also ground into bones and meat.

boom! ! !
A big wave exploded on the surface of the river, and two figures flew out of it, and they clashed fiercely in the shallows by the river.

boom!
After passing by once, the two separated abruptly and landed on the rocky beach at the same time.

Wei Tao walked out from the fallen bushes, his huge body intertwined with black and red made the ground tremble slightly.

Even the water surface in the distance caused ripples at the same time.

Tick ​​tock!

tick tock...

The dark red blood flowed down the fingertips, more and more, faster and faster, and soon formed a red pool on the ground.

Looking at the open wound on the palm of his left hand, Wei Tao's expression suddenly became cold and serious at this moment.

In the other direction, Ye Qiyuan's face was bleak, and blood was also flowing from his mouth and nose.

"Totally exceeded my expectations, you have already reached the high level of a martial arts master at such a young age.

And what surprised me even more is that in your moves, besides Xuanwu Dao and Wuji Palace, there is actually a shadow of Emperor Wu of the Great Zhou's unique skills, which is really a terrifying talent. "

"But, I am the master of swordsmanship!"

"As long as you have a sword in your hand, you will have an innate advantage against the same level of Qi and blood warriors!"

He slowly exhaled a foul breath full of bloody smell, his voice was icy cold and murderous.

"Innate advantage?"

Wei Tao grinned, revealing two rows of sharp fangs inside, "Without that sword, you are actually nothing."

He stimulated the energy and blood, aroused the real strength, and the whole body was immediately enveloped in the black and red aura that soared.

"Old guy, wait until I kill you right away, and see what face you have before you say the words "innate superiority!"

Boom! ! !

A thunderbolt suddenly exploded on the rocky beach by the river.

Wei Tao stepped forward and stepped on the ground, his spirit and energy were gathered in one place, and his whole body's strength was integrated into one. After thirteen concussion and combined attacks, he used all his strength to control the cathode of the secret method.

Countless sand and stones from the shore were swept up, overwhelming the sky and roaring towards the front.

"This level of power..."

"Do you want to evade my sword energy by wrapping sand and stone with real strength?"

"It's simply a stupid idea. In my eyes, this kind of trick is no different from suicide."

"Because you don't even know what a sword master is!"

Facing such a fierce blow, Ye Qiyuan bit the tip of his tongue violently, and a mouthful of blood drenched the long sword in his hand.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and his pupils turned pure silver at this moment.

boom!
He held the three-foot green blade backwards, but seemed to be dragging a sledgehammer, and he slashed forward with some difficulty.

A silver ripple appeared quietly, and then spread in all directions like lightning, and hit the roaring black and red storm head-on.

In an instant, the sand turned into fine powder, and even the black and red real energy was cut and disturbed.

The silver ripple was only a little stagnant, but it continued to extend forward, and it came to Wei Tao in an instant.

There is no way to avoid him, no way to hide, the only choice is to carry it down.

"It's over, you can be proud enough to force me to use a killing move that can seriously damage my vitality."

"Today in Yuanshui Daze, killing a talented warrior who is the successor of Emperor Wu directly vented the murderous intent of the sword that had been pent up in my chest for a long time. I don't know how long it will take to recover."

Ye Qiyuan's face was covered with blood, and the silver in the center of his eyes began to dissipate.

But at the next moment, he froze without warning.

Looking at the black and red figure that was about to be cut into pieces, his expression was inexplicably solemn, and there was still a little doubt and confusion.

Swish!
The silver ripples continued to move forward, suddenly submerged in a dense layer of scarlet net.

Click!

Click click!

It was like a sharp and invincible sword wind bumped head-on into a blood-colored spider web that was extremely fine and tough.

The two annihilated each other and clashed fiercely.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Without warning, there was another light click.

After all, the silver ripples broke through the barrier of the bloody network, and were about to slash at the bloody black and red body.

Ye Qiyuan's eyes did not turn for a moment, and he stared at him firmly.

His eyes were full of anticipation, as if he had returned to the time when he picked up the long sword for the first time, wondering if he could pierce the wooden stake in front of him.

Boom! ! !

At this moment, thunder exploded.

Two palms that were intertwined with black and red but wrapped in a faint golden light suddenly slapped down, colliding heavily with the silver ripples.

In an instant, the golden light shattered and blood spattered.

"The blood net is entangled, and there is such a strange and bloody secret practice!?"

"My strongest sword can't kill him!"

Ye Qiyuan's state of mind collapsed in an instant, his murderous intent and sword intent blew out, and he no longer had the ability and courage to fight again.

Even future practice will be greatly affected by immeasurable influence.

But for now, these are no longer important.

What really matters is whether he can live or not is a question.

Without any hesitation, Ye Qiyuan turned around and fled.

Even the saber that had been with him for decades, he just threw it on the ground, not wanting to affect the speed of his escape even in the slightest.

At this moment, a deep and suppressed roar suddenly came from behind.

"With a sword in hand, the innate advantage!?"

"Destroyed my boat and stabbed me so many swords, you still want to turn around and run away!?"

boom! ! !
The black and red storm rose again, and in an instant it overtook that figure running wildly.

Dragging him forward crazily.

A deep ditch was exposed on the beach, and then it was submerged directly into the water. Several big waves exploded along the way, and then landed from the opposite side, smashing the stone mound standing there, and the storm dissipated and finally stopped.

(End of this chapter)