Heaven rewards those who work hard: There is no bottleneck in my martial arts

Chapter 195: Unbelievable, the defeat of Haoran Sect Leader

Suddenly the wolves and tigers roared in the forest, and the birds screamed into the sky.

A light as thick as lead rose from the ground, and there were stars inside.

A chilling air filled the world, and gradually enveloped the entire mountain forest.

The setting sun is like blood, and its golden afterglow falls on the trees and rocks in the mountains and forests, as if the mountains and forests are emitting a strange light.

Zhao Hongming looked towards Sect Master Haoran and saw stars emerging from the sky behind him, blooming with supreme brilliance.

The light of the emerging stars became more and more brilliant, and brighter and brighter, until finally it was like the setting sun between the mountains, covering all of them.

An abnormal wave of energy, like a vast ocean, spread from the back of Sect Master Haoran to the surroundings.

Under this radiance, Zhao Hongming felt that the whole world was ignited by the brilliance of the stars, almost burning.

What appeared before his eyes were not stars, but silver suns.

Is this the strength of a ninth-grade martial artist? !
Zhao Hongming was a little unbelievable.

Innateness is a watershed, martial courage is also a watershed, and the realm of creation is an important watershed for transcending the world and becoming a god.

Anyone who reaches this stage and is on the verge of entering the realm of creation will undergo a qualitative change in his body.

Sect Master Haoran's body showed waves of coercion, and some ordinary Wei soldiers could no longer bear it. They covered their eyes and fell to their knees.

Some warriors with slightly more advanced cultivation are gritting their teeth and struggling to support.

A gleam of light flashed in Sect Master Haoran's eyes, he stared at Zhao Hongming's face and said in surprise: "Your Excellency, this face is not your original appearance, is it?"

"I don't understand what you are talking about. I, Wei Wuji, don't change my name or my surname. I have looked like this since I came out of my hometown."

"You have such a tough mouth!"

"Why, don't you believe it?" Zhao Hongming said calmly, "Then you can just go to Yingqiu and ask."

The bone forging and skin changing technique he practiced, with the blessing of [Tiandao Rewarding Qin], suddenly broke through the realm of "reaching the pinnacle".

At this point, the muscle changes on the face have become natural.

As long as he doesn't remove it, even if the muscles on his face are cut open, there won't be any clues.

Seeing Zhao Hongming's determined look, Sect Master Haoran was shaken, thinking that he was really wrong.

He did not delve further into this matter and said: "Forget it, it doesn't matter whether you are disguised or not, you are going to die anyway."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Haoran Sword held by the leader of the Haoran Sect floated brightly above his head.

Under the illumination of the stars, the light overflows and is dazzling.

Sect Master Haoran suddenly pointed his finger, the sword was fierce, and the light pierced the sky.

Haoran's sword was as fast as thunder, making a thunderous sound of breaking through the air.

The silver brilliance on the sword was even more intense under the illumination of the Dharma, and it seemed to have powerful magic power as it stabbed Zhao Hongming with the sword.

Zhao Hongming sensed a burst of destructive power.

Almost at the same moment, eighteen arms of the cyan Dharma form behind him came out and grabbed the Haoran Sword.

His expression changed, and the arms on his arms continued to unite and began to add strength. At the same time, thunder poured out and fell on Haoran Sword.

[Martial skill: Broken Yue].

Zhao Hongming gave a soft drink, and all the immortality in his body was concentrated on the two arms where the Dharma was condensed, without any reservation.

He wants to destroy this Haoran Sword with this.

"break!"

His invincible move had no merit at this time.

Haoran's sword didn't move at all.

Zhao Hongming's face darkened.

Facing Zhao Hongming's move, Master Haoran's originally cold eyes revealed a bit of surprise.

This kind of true expression is indeed a third-level martial arts cultivation, but this strength has clearly reached the level of fifth-level or even sixth-level Wudan.

Moreover, his moves have many characteristics of Jianghu martial arts.

So many martial arts skills are concentrated on him, and there is no clutter. They complement each other well with the martial arts skills. It is clearly a brand new skill that has been re-created.

Sect Leader Haoran no longer knows how to evaluate him.

Martial arts genius is no longer enough to describe such a talent, he is simply a monster!

"You are indeed very strong. No wonder Li Zixu is not your enemy." The leader of the Haoran Sect suddenly became interested in talents: "It would be great if you were a member of my Haoran Sect. To be honest, I really can't bear it. I'll kill you. The death of people like you is a loss for us warriors."

"How about if you join our Haoran Sect and let the past be forgotten?"

Zhao Hongming said without any hesitation: "What if I refuse?!"

Master Haoran sighed and said: "Then there is no other way. Every time I see such a person die in front of me, I can't help but feel sad."

He raised his right hand and lowered it.

The stars in the sky behind him flashed brightly.

The body of the Haoran Sword, which was caught by Zhao Hongming's technique, also seemed to be inspired, and it burst out with dazzling light.

The next moment, sword lights cut through the air, and the earth seemed to tremble.

Zhao Hongming was shocked and turned pale, and used all his strength to activate the [Desolate Secret Movement] body technique.

His figure suddenly disappeared from where he was.

The moment he disappeared, the sword light on Haoran's sword was as bright as a gem in the sky, and as clear as autumn water, and it pounced towards Zhao Hongming's position accurately.

The air made bursts of cutting sounds.

If Zhao Hongming hadn't dodged in time, he would have been cut into pieces by the sword light.

Seeing that his prepared attack was in vain, Sect Master Haoran showed a hint of dissatisfaction in his brows.

He took a step forward and grasped the Haoran Sword, and then the sword became one with him, and the momentum was overwhelming, spreading the light of the sword across the entire world.

The leader of the Haoran Sect waved the Haoran Sword. The sword was as powerful as the wind and rain, like a swordsman who wanted to destroy everything.

Every time he swung his sword, the heaven and earth shook. The light of the flying sword penetrated the clouds. The sword was straight and sharp. One sword even lifted up the mountain peaks, and there were broken stones everywhere.

Zhao Hongming did not dare to stop, relying on [Desolate Secret Walk] to constantly move and move around the space.

Master Haoran used his soul to sense the space and captured a trace of Zhao Hongming's position.

A sword swings out.

Zhao Hongming tried his best to resist.

When the two met, Faxiang's fist collided with Haoran's sword, and the space seemed to be torn apart.

The sword light splashed out in all directions, and the golden light and cyan light blended instantly, forming a dazzling interweaving brilliance, forming a gorgeous scene.

Amid the violent vibrations, Zhao Hongming's Dharma form trembled slightly, and the cyan light gradually dimmed.

His expression changed, and his body gradually swayed a little.

However, Sect Master Haoran was full of fighting spirit, his eyes were gloomy and his sword was even more fierce.

Zhao Hongming seemed to feel the crisis. The energy and blood all over his body suddenly aroused, pushing the true meaning of immortality to the extreme. The cyan dharma image instantly burst out with strong green light, and thunder flashed on the dharma image, showing a powerful momentum.

In the bald state of life and death, all the martial arts he practiced suddenly reached their peak, but the sword light of the Haoran Sword still cut through his body almost in an instant, revealing a bloody wound.

There is blood spraying from the void.

This was the first injury since his campaign in Yingjun.

"You can pick the stars with one hand and nourish the awe-inspiring energy of heaven and earth!"

Sect Master Haoran drank lightly.

The stars behind him vibrated together, and the light fell, concentrating on the body of Haoran's sword.

Master Haoran swung his sword again, and a stream of silver sword energy formed a violent storm-like offensive, overwhelmingly attacking Zhao Hongming.All Zhao Hongming's escape routes were blocked and there was no way to retreat.

The light in his eyes flickered, and the green Dharma Appearance behind him was suddenly lifted up a level by him. There was a hint of ferocity in the Dharma Appearance's expression as he pressed forward.

At this moment, the green light condensed by Zhao Hongming's Dharma was like a bright meteor, but it could not shake the sword of Haoran Sect.

The duel between the sword and the Dharma has reached its peak in this world.

puff!

A muffled sound.

Zhao Hongming fell from mid-air and felt a sharp pain in his soul.

The Dharma Appearance Haoran Sword behind him was almost split in half, and quickly dimmed and disintegrated. The true meaning of thunder and cyan was constantly surging in the Dharma Appearance, and it was trying its best to repair it.

Zhao Hongming himself had a wound as deep as a sword bone on his chest, and he could even see his beating heart inside.

Master Haoran's fierce sword power gradually subsided, and the silver light flashed, revealing his true body.

"You're not dead yet." A hint of surprise appeared in the brows of Sect Leader Haoran.

Zhao Hongming hurriedly stabilized his body, wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and said with difficulty: "You want me to die... it's not that easy..."

His heart condensed, and he used all his strength to activate the Eight Desolations Immortality Kung Fu.

The eternal true meaning kept surging towards his chest.

Under the water of Eternal True Intention, the bloody wound began to squirm and heal.

The leader of the Haoran sect standing opposite felt that this scene looked familiar, as if he had seen it in some immortal martial arts book.

Rumble!
In the distant sky, lead-like dark clouds began to surge towards here little by little.

Zhao Hongming took a breath and took out a dirty puppet from his arms.

This is an ancient pseudo-magic weapon he obtained from Lu Zonghui. It can be activated with life span and the blood of the whole body.

According to its "instructions for use", the power almost depends on the price the user is willing to pay.

Regarding qi and blood, the Eight Desolations Eternal Life Skill can plunder the true qi from the void and provide it continuously.

In that case, let yourself make a scene today and use its power as much as you want.

"Let me see today, where is the limit of my current strength and how far can I go!"

With a calm expression on his face, he made a decisive move with a flick of his finger.

A stream of essence and blood popped out instantly, and the dirty puppet absorbed it.

The next moment, it turned into a blood-red light, spurting out and covering Zhao Hongming's body.

Zhao Hongming only felt that the energy and blood in his body was like a dam that had burst. It found an outlet and kept flowing towards the dirty doll.

When his body showed a trace of deficiency, the Eight Desolations Eternal Age Skill also started to spin crazily, and the true meaning of Eternal Age continued to plunder the spiritual essence of the world from the void to replenish the lost energy and blood.

With Zhao Hongming as the center, a white vortex formed, which was the spiritual energy attracted by his crazy urging.

In just one breath, he completely plundered almost all the vitality and aura of the world.

The originally brilliant sea of ​​orchids withered in an instant.

The spiritual energy captured by Zhao Hongming was converted into energy and blood and stuffed into the life-stimulating doll, forming a cycle.

"Ah! Urgent, break!"

Zhao Hongming shouted loudly, and the reminder suddenly turned into a ray of light and crashed into the Haoran sect leader.

A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of Sect Master Haoran, but he was agile and with a backhand move, Haoran Sword resisted the blood-red light.

However, at this moment, a figure rushed out of the blood-red light and rushed towards him. The figure's fists were like steel, hitting him hard.

Sect Master Haoran groaned and was knocked back dozens of meters. He took several steps back before regaining his balance.

He looked up and saw an identical "Wei Wuji" appearing in front of him, with blood-colored arcs ejecting from his body.

Sect Master Haoran clearly felt that the aura of 'Wei Wuji' that suddenly appeared was rising.

Zhao Hongming stood on the spot and mobilized the urging force with all his strength.

At this time, the reminder of life already possesses powerful energy and force, and its performance is completely different from that of Lu Zonghui.

An idea occurred to him.

The next moment, Mo Xiang, who had transformed into a horoscope, rushed to the front of Sect Leader Haoran without fear.

Cen Xiu and other Wei soldiers retreated one after another, not wanting to be contaminated by this terrible aura and afraid of being implicated.

The human form transformed by the urging puppet looked at everyone with a blank expression, then grabbed the air with his right hand and drew a bright red lightning, directed towards the leader of the Haoran sect.

Sect Master Haoran did not dodge and faced him head on.

The two started a fierce duel, and every collision could shake the entire world.

Zhao Hongming's own Qi and blood were extremely strong, coupled with the cyclic stimulation of the Eight Desolations Eternal Age Skill.

The amount of qi and blood absorbed by the life-stimulating couple is equivalent to more than 20 third-level martial arts warriors. It does not even need to take away the life span, and its power is also exerted to the extreme.

Under this powerful aura, the life-threatening puppet began to reveal its ferocious side.

There was no sense of pain, no fear, every move was fatal, and he was even willing to exchange injuries for injuries, which made Sect Master Haoran unable to resist.

The combat effectiveness of the reminder has clearly reached the level of the ninth level of Wudan.

Every blow it made caused the stars suspended behind Sect Master Haoran to tremble.

Cen Xiu and many other Wei soldiers were frightened.

The whole body of Ji Ming Ou is red, burning like a blood-red flame.

Rumble.

Dark clouds were approaching, and thunder and lightning appeared in the sky.

Zhao Hongming's eyes flashed with fierceness, and he had an idea

Under his consciousness, the urging puppet not far away grasped the void with both hands and suddenly pulled it down.

Suddenly, a shocking pressure appeared in everyone's heart.

A blue thunder light several people wide fell from the sky and fell directly towards the leader of the Haoran Sect.

Relying on the ability of the life-stimulating puppet, Zhao Hongming forcibly used the martial arts of thunder to destroy the dharma body.

The art of controlling thunder!

Sect Master Haoran felt his scalp explode, and he hurriedly united all the stars behind him to resist the thunder.

However, in the face of Huanghuang Tianwei, everything is in vain.

boom!
In the lightning, the Haoran Sword of Sect Master Haoran was broken, and all the stars were destroyed.

When the lightning disappeared, the embarrassed figure of Sect Master Haoran was revealed.

He gasped and spat out a mouthful of blood, with an unbelievable expression on his face: "You..."

Zhao Hongming, who had been repaired by the true meaning of immortality, took a step forward: "Aren't you going to kill me? Why aren't you coming? Come on!"

Seeing that "Zhao Hongming" in the form of a reminder was still about to take action, Master Haoran's expression changed drastically.

Is he a third-grade martial artist?

Are there such fierce warriors in the world?
Can't beat it at all.

Sect Master Haoran's face turned pale. If he continues like this, he will definitely die.

escape!
must escape!
Immediately he no longer hesitated, he summoned his last strength, and a faint starlight enveloped him and fled.

　I heard the bad news about July today and I couldn't help myself.

　　He is my favorite historical author, no one. I hope there will be no pain in heaven and a good journey!
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