Qixia town catches the gods, patrolling the streets will become stronger

Chapter 214 One vs. Two
Huo Xiu and Yu Luosha had roughly estimated Yan Ming's strength before, but now they saw that it was much stronger than they expected!
The majestic aura rushing out of him like a river bursting its embankments, and the sharp true intention that seemed to be able to cut through everything in the world, were far beyond their imagination.

This kid was actually hiding his strength before?
This was the first thought that came to Huo Xiu's mind.

Everyone thought that Yan Ming's strength was improving much faster than normal, and coupled with a series of almost unbelievable brilliant achievements, it was enough to shock the world. They all thought that what Yan Ming showed was his true level; but who would have thought that he had actually done it before? Have you always had reservations?

Watching as Yan Ming's momentum spreads out, the vortexes rolled up by invisible air waves turn into two forces with completely different attributes, but the yin and yang complement each other and merge into one, engulfing all the tiny things around them. It flew up, forming many small swirling air waves that lingered around Yan Ming, and Huo Xiu's expression became serious.

Judging from the sense of oppression shown by Yan Ming, Huo Xiu felt a sense of uncertainty in his heart for the first time before. It seemed that if they really fought, he might not be able to defeat Yan Ming.

Huo Xiu immediately frowned, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows deepened. This feeling disgusted him.

"Hey, hum, this little guy is quite interesting. He can improve his strength so quickly in a short period of time. That doesn't necessarily mean he is extremely talented. He might have some secrets in him. After we capture him, we have to study it carefully." The Jade Rakshasa beside him spoke coldly.

Obviously, he had given up on the emperor and turned his target to Yan Ming. After feeling the difficulty of his opponent, Jade Rakshasa decisively chose to join forces with Huo Xiu to take down the opponent.

Anyway, the emperor is already a bird in a cage and a fish in a net. They have solved Yan Ming, and the emperor is the one in the bag.

"it is good!"

Huo Xiu put away the folding fan and took a step forward.

Only at this moment can we see clearly that after Huo Xiu's folding fan is closed, it is not thinned like an ordinary fan, but forms a magic weapon similar to a cone. When Huo Xiu swings it at will, it contains the stabbing method and the cone method. , sword skills, stick skills and many other advanced moves.

It's Jade Rakshasa!

With Yan Ming's strength, the Green Deer Holy Envoy no longer poses any threat to him, but the Jade Rakshasa's whisper still makes him feel shocked!

Sure enough, Yan Ming was affected, and the sword force that poured out like a violent storm suddenly stopped, followed by astringency and slight confusion. Huo Xiu took this opportunity to immediately gain the upper hand.

Lu Xiaofeng recovered first, calmed her mind and looked up, only to see two afterimages fighting inextricably, it was Yan Ming and Huo Xiu.

Explosions from the air sounded out one after another, and they fell and hit the ground one after another.

Jade Rakshasa's whole body was covered by a large dark green robe, and his hands were also covered by the sleeves of the robe that hung down to his knees, making it unclear what he was doing.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel worried. The moment she glanced away, she suddenly closed her eyes subconsciously.

Not only him, but the Emperor, Wei Ziyun, Prince Nan and others who were watching not far away also covered their eyes with pain on their faces, and the weak ones made uncontrollable groans of pain.

A connoisseur will know if it is there as soon as he reaches out his hand.

"Boom!"

Lu Xiaofeng reluctantly looked around and saw that after the initial series of strong attacks failed to capture Yan Ming, the Jade Rakshasa suddenly stopped in the distance, opening and closing the corners of its mouth, mumbling something.

As the leader of the Western Demon Cult, Jade Rakshasa has already reached the point of proficiency in spiritual secret arts in addition to his own combat power.

What about Jade Rakshasa?

Because the moment Yan Ming moved, his whole body was like the golden light of a divine weapon, stinging the eyes of everyone present. This is not that he is actually glowing, but a spiritual feeling that is difficult to look at directly.

Yan Ming understood clearly in his heart. Sure enough, the secret skills of the Holy Envoy of Qinglu were just some scraps taught by the Jade Rakshasa.

These two are both top-notch masters in the world. If they join forces, according to Lu Xiaofeng, even Ximen Chuixue can drink a pot, but Yan Ming can...

At their level of strength, they have gone beyond relying on the naked eye to capture the enemy's trajectory, and instead rely on sensing energy. The moment Yan Ming took action, Huo Xiu and Yu Luosha also disappeared from the sky in a flash.

As soon as this thought appeared in Lu Xiaofeng's mind, there was suddenly another extremely painful stabbing pain in her brain, as if an invisible steel cone had pierced into her mind, followed by a seemingly invisible force. of murmurs.

Not only Lu Xiaofeng, but everyone present showed such symptoms.

As if in response to Jade Rakshasa's offensive, a cool feeling immediately emerged from his body. After a slight turn, Yan Ming's mind was clear, and the previous discomfort disappeared instantly.

Huo Xiu's steel awl thrust towards Yan Ming, breaking Yan Ming's energy, but he didn't touch anyone. Huo Xiu still didn't stop. The folding fan was centered around the center, and a fine steel frame suddenly opened, like a huge claw grabbing at the fan. Yan Ming.

But when it was about to come into contact with the body, Yan Ming was easily removed by an extremely slippery force. It felt very strange. He had clearly set his sights on the target, but he just couldn't keep his hand and deviated at the slightest touch. Anticipated route.

If the attack misses, Yan Ming's sword will sweep over him.

"Ok?"

Jade Rakshasa was full of doubts. He saw that his spiritual magic had some effect, but only a little.

Yan Ming was able to resolve it quickly. What was going on?
Jade Rakshasa was determined not to admit defeat, and it seemed that he had to show him his unique skills.

Thinking of this, the murmur in Jade Rakshasa's mouth suddenly increased in volume, like a mantra, and the unique rhythmic and magical voice seemed to have layers of substantial ripples, spreading around.

Yan Ming was affected again, and Huo Xiu suppressed the sword again.

But it was obvious that Jade Rakshasa was already under some pressure. Under the full force of the magic sound, he stood there unable to move, and the expression on his face seemed to be very hard.

Lu Xiaofeng, who had just recovered a little, suddenly felt that the world was spinning again, and she hurriedly mobilized the inner energy in her body to stabilize her mind.

He was completely horrified. He was still far away from the center of the battle, yet he was actually affected by it. It was really hard for him to imagine how Yan Ming could survive it when he was the first to bear the brunt.

"not good!"

Lu Xiaofeng thought of something, and rushed to the emperor's side, reaching out to grab the emperor's pulse.

As a pure energy protected the emperor's heart, the already pale and shaky emperor finally took a breath and recovered.

Lu Xiaofeng looked around, but there was another advantage, that is, the range of the magic sound was too wide, and it did not distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. At this moment, Wei Ziyun and Prince Nan Wang were still struggling to hold on, while the rest of the Black Lotus sect had already begun to act. They may fall to the ground and roll around, sit on the ground crying or laughing, or attack themselves and others around them crazily, as if they are crazy. At least you don't have to worry about them taking the opportunity to kill you.

Of course, there are some people who are not affected at all.

Lu Xiaofeng looked up and saw two arrogant figures standing on the two brackets on the roof of the hall in the distance. To them, the chaos here seemed to have never happened.

It was Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng!

At this time, the two swords had been unsheathed and they were standing opposite each other. Although they were speechless, their aura was rising rapidly, and it had spread to the point of colliding with each other, making some friction sounds out of thin air.

A fallen leaf floated into their auras and fell immediately, unable to even be blown by the wind.

On the one hand, they were a little far away, and on the other hand, the decisive battle was imminent. The sword's heart was clear and clear, and it had completely reached the point where it was not affected by external objects, completely blocking the influence of the magic sound. Ximen Chuixue: "Do you know the essence of the sword?"

Ye Gucheng: "Say."

Ximen Chuixue: "It depends on sincerity. You don't have to be sincere to others, but you must be sincere to the sword. Only with sincerity can you reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship."

Ye Gucheng chewed and savored Ximen Chuixue's words, his eyes gradually became firmer, and he couldn't help but nodded.

"Okay, if I lose this battle, please accept my sword."

"me too."

Before they finished speaking, the two men suddenly stood up and faced each other with their swords.

Ximen Chuiyue's sword combined into one has reached the realm of Heart Sword.

Ye Gucheng's sword is like a gust of wind outside Baiyun City, which makes people watch, and a sentence comes out involuntarily: On a full moon night, on the top of the Forbidden City, a sword comes from the west, and a fairy flies from the sky.

The sword power of the two seemed to turn into a stream of light at this moment, spreading out in all directions. On the contrary, many people below were less affected by the magic sound and could not help but look up.

On the other side, Yan Ming was in the center of the demonic sound's influence, and his body stumbled slightly involuntarily.

An expert like Huo Xiu has extremely keen observation skills, and there is no way he would miss this opportunity. The frame of the fan in his hand once again merged into one, and it was handed out at an incredible speed, even beyond the scope visible to the naked eye, and it was wrapped with powerful Qi. distorting the surrounding space.

Jade Rakshasa's forehead was already covered with sweat, and even he was already a little overwhelmed by the full force of the demonic sound. But fortunately, it will be over soon, and a smile appeared on the corner of Jade Rakshasa's mouth.

It was impossible for Yan Ming to dodge Huo Xiu's blow.

However, his smile soon froze.

The true energy that was several times more violent than before suddenly surged out, and Yan Ming's body was like a gate opening. The rushing energy quickly swept up and turned into a giant vortex, and quickly expanded outward.

"what!"

Huo Xiu's attack originally carried an unshakable momentum, and all the power was concentrated in one point. However, after contacting the vortex, the energy condensed on it seemed to be unable to gather again, and was overwhelmed by the strange energy coming from all directions. The ground moved left and right, and the momentum was quickly dismantled.

It was just shaking slightly at first, but as it moved forward a few inches, the shaking became larger and larger, turning into a swing, and then it was completely enveloped in the vortex.

Huo Xiu was dumbfounded.

A strike of his own concentration was like a sharp sword embedded in the surging river in front of the whirlpool. It could not cause any harm at all, but was carried away by the rapids of the river!

This is Tai Chi?

Huo Xiu is worthy of being an old Jianghu, and he immediately saw the secret.

I had fought against the Mu Taoist of the Wudang Sect a few years ago, and I felt this way about the opponent's style. Of course, in terms of power, there was a huge difference. It was completely compared to the bright moon!

I have never seen, or even imagined, that the gentleness of Tai Chi can burst out with such powerful power!
Where did this guy get this ability?
Huo Xiu began to doubt life a little, and the oppressive feeling erupted by Yan Ming in front of him reminded him of a myth and legend in the world many years ago - the founder of the Wudang Sect, and the only one who can be identified in the world. The legend of reaching the realm of heaven and man!

Huo Xiu had never seen Zhang Zhenren's overwhelming demeanor back then, but he had this association inexplicably.

Feeling the powerful wave of Qi that was surging and increasing continuously under the guidance of a specific exercise route, Yan Ming also felt deep admiration for the legendary Master Zhang in his heart.

In the process of constantly improving his Tai Chi skills, he has reached a relatively high bottleneck, and the marginal effects he can bring are getting lower and lower. This is not his problem, this is a common problem among all masters. Once you reach a certain height, it is extremely difficult to move forward.

However, after his trip to Wudang Mountain, Yan Ming gained a higher understanding from the relics left by Zhenren Zhang. During this period, quantitative changes caused qualitative changes, which suddenly burst out, seeming to break a layer of barriers and reach an unprecedented state.

At this moment, everything about Tai Chi in my mind began to become clear. It seemed that I was back under the ruins of Zhenren Zhang in Wudang Mountain, feeling the true meaning as vast as the sea. The Tai Chi in my body was combined with the two top internal skills. Under hostage, it expanded rapidly at a terrifying speed.

A peaceful and vast aura and absolute confidence filled his body, and it seemed that all the noise around him had quieted down. Whether it was the demonic sound or Huo Xiu's upcoming offensive, it seemed as if he was under his control.

call--

Huo Xiu's offensive finally became completely scattered, and he was swept away as he passed by Yan Ming.

At this moment, Yan Ming's slightly lowered eyes suddenly raised, and his peaceful eyes met Huo Xiu's.

When their eyes met, Huo Xiu's heart suddenly thumped. For some reason, a peerless master at his level actually felt an inexplicable sense of extreme danger flashing through his heart!
not good!

Huo Xiu couldn't attack continuously, he was already impatient and just wanted to give in.

"cut!"

A simple word came out of Yan Ming's mouth, accompanied by the raised clumsy edge. There were no fancy feints or any unnecessary movements, just a simple downward cut.

But with his series of actions, the vortex that had already formed around Yan Ming paused at this moment as if he had received a unified order. The next second, it quickly contracts and squeezes.

Huo Xiu felt relaxed around him, but he was not relaxed mentally. Instead, he was even more shocked.

The true meaning, the powerful true meaning, filled the surroundings. At the same time, it seemed that the vortex was compressed but did not disappear. It entered the knife in Yan Ming's palm at an incredible speed as if it was charged.

At this moment, Huo Xiu even felt the unnerving buzz of the sword spreading in his ears. The black blade shone brightly at this moment, as if he had finally waited for the fateful moment, and he kept trembling with excitement.

As Yan Ming slashed down with the sword in his hand, the momentum contained in it increased a lot with every inch it moved. This simple action seemed to take a long time, but it seemed to be completed in the blink of an eye.

"Get out of the way!"

This was the only thought in Huo Xiu's mind.

But it was too late, the majestic true meaning had completely locked his Qi machine, and the next second, the Zhuofeng, which had been compressed to the extreme, exploded with a slash.

The demonic sound suddenly stopped, Jade Rakshasa's heart suddenly suffocated, and some blood suddenly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Lu Xiaofeng and others who were watching the battle suddenly turned their heads. Their eyes were so painful that they could not see straight at this moment.

The violent roar almost engulfed everyone's perception, which showed how powerful this attack was.

If the battle between Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng at a higher level pushed the purity and artistic conception of swordsmanship to its peak, then Yan Ming's cut fully demonstrated the power and destructive power of the sword technique.

(End of this chapter)