Wu Qi Lingtian

In the early morning, there was a thick fog again in the foggy city, and this time, even the inside of the foggy city was covered with a faint mist.

Weijia, the back mountain, the breeze blows, but it blows thin and thick, and it blows thicker and thicker. On a remote cliff, there are waves of broken stones.

All I could see was a figure standing quietly beside him. His eyes were bright and he was holding a big knife, but he didn't move. What was surprising was that the mist couldn't get close to him three meters away. He was instantly forced back by the sword intent.

The figure was naturally Wei Hong. At this time, he maintained the way of firing the sword, silently recalling the magical formula of the sword.

With a light wave of his right hand, he could only see that there was a trace of saber energy emanating from the big knife, and it directly touched the cliff in front of him.

"boom"

The fierce collision directly caused the stones on the cliff to fall off.

"It's still not right." Wei Hong shook his head slightly, and murmured, the magical sword technique is about a magic word. Too overbearing.

It can be said that Magic Sword Technique and Overlord Sword are two completely different styles. Wei Hong took a Quiet Pill, which made him enter the realm of unity of mind and spirit again, and fell into the state of cultivation.

. . . . .

Half a month passed quietly while Wei Hong was practicing the magic sword technique. In this half month, Wei Hong only went back to the yard once, gave Xiaoye a few words, and then began to practice the sword technique without any distractions.

Magic sword technique, there are four levels in total, the first level of practice can transform into five hundred magic knives, the second level is one thousand knives, the third level is two thousand knives, and the fourth level is three thousand knives. Method, pay attention to the first lecture is fast, the second is skillful.

"cut."

Wei Hong suddenly opened his eyes, and with a soft drink, he could only see his knife slashing towards the distance, and after Wei Hong pulled out the knife, five hundred knives flashed at the same time, and each knife was like that. Realistically, it seemed that Wei Hong's hands were used as the axis, and five hundred knives were thrown out in an instant.

"boom!"

A layer of deep cracks appeared on the ground, and a joy flashed in Wei Hong's eyes. After half a month, he finally completed the first level. With the knife back, Wei Hong also heaved a sigh of relief.

"It seems that Wei Zhen is worrying too much." Wei Hong said with a smile. In the past half month, Wei Zhen came here three times. Wei Zhen didn't leave until he was sure that he was fine, but Wei Hong didn't feel any discomfort at all.

And suddenly, Wei Hong frowned. With his mental strength, he felt the breath of a living thing just now, but when Wei Hong felt it again, it seemed to disappear out of thin air.

"what happened?"

Wei Hong couldn't figure it out, but then, Wei Hong didn't care about it, but was going to continue to practice the second stage of the magic sword technique. When Wei Hong was practicing, he didn't even realize that there was something wrong with him. , Unconsciously exuding a trace of murderous aura.

It can only be seen that Wei Hong's saber technique is getting faster and faster, as if he is out of control, and the killing intent on Wei Hong's body is also getting stronger and stronger.

kill!

kill!

In the depths of his mind, there were roars of anger. Following the roar, Wei Hong's eyes turned blood red. At this time, Wei Hong seemed to be possessed by a demon, and he was waving the Ba Saber non-stop. , a mess around.

"puff"

At the critical moment, Wei Hong bit the tip of his tongue with the clearness deep in his soul, and his eyes returned to normal. However, he spat out a mouthful of blood heavily, and his face was slightly pale.

But at this time, when Wei Hong's soul power was exerted, he felt a breath of living things again. When he wanted to pursue it, he disappeared without a trace again. Wei Hong's expression changed, and he finally understood that it was What's the matter.

Implanting the Tyrant Saber directly on the cliff, Wei Hong sat cross-legged on the ground. He remembered what Wei Zhen had warned him, saying that this set of saber techniques was a former magician who was besieged by many people. When he fell into a desperate situation, he created a set of sword techniques in an instant, and because of this, the head of the family said, maybe there is the soul of that demon, or his unyielding will, so ordinary people will fall into other practices when they practice. .

However, now Wei Hong understands that this set of saber techniques should have a wonderful attack that can confuse people's minds, but it does not have the ability to think, because this saber technique hurts people, and it hurts even more.

In order to verify his own thinking, Wei Hong stood up again at this time and performed the sword technique again. However, his soul power was also released, and it was only seen that when Wei Hong performed the magic knife technique, his soul power actually sensed it. Countless white dots were actually divided into four directions, attacking towards the four areas.

These white spots cannot be seen by the naked eye at all, and when he saw the white spots attacking him, Wei Hong's saber intent instantly permeated his whole body, forming an encircling circle, crushing all the white spots, and Wei Hong actually listened There were some inaudible roars.

At this time, Wei Hong's mind sank into it, and he found that there were also some white spots in his mind, which echoed the distant outside. A sneer appeared on the corner of Wei Hong's mouth, and a saber intent went straight to the depths of his soul. In an instant, all strangled.

He started to practice again, because of Wei Hong's saber intent surrounding his body, all the little white spots couldn't get close to him. After a few times, Wei Hong completely mastered the magic saber technique, and the second level of saber technique also went smoothly. successful practice.

"call,"

Wei Hong let out a long sigh of relief. The earth-level exercises, especially the ones with flaws, had reached the second level in half a month. If others knew about them, they would probably call Wei Hong a genius.

However, Wei Hong was a little dissatisfied. You must know that in the current Wuqi Continent, there was a sword king in the past. The accumulation of the two lives, his previous life, but he only realized a point of saber intent at the age of 12.Later, there were the core disciples of the Zongmen of Wuji Kingdom.

Moreover, the Promise Kingdom is only one country in Yanquan, and there are only more than 30 small countries in the Yanquan Region, more than [-] countries, and more than a dozen large countries. The sects of these countries are naturally innumerable.

There are countless geniuses in these countries. Therefore, Wei Hong felt a little pressure. The journey of martial arts is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Naturally, you can't relax for a moment, and you have to catch up forever.

"Boy, you all stay!"

Wei Hong suddenly heard the sound of fighting at this time. After hearing this sound, Wei Hong couldn't help frowning, and his figure moved, and he flew towards the ground in an instant.