Rebirth of the Tenth Cultivation of Immortals

Chapter 23 The Seven Forms of True Martial Arts
The middle-aged man seemed to sense Bu Fan's rushing aura, and he turned slightly sideways to dodge the stunning knife he slashed.

This saber seemed to carry world-shattering power, shocking beyond compare, the shadow had already arrived before the saber was close.

After the middle-aged man dodged it, the knife shadow hit the platform, and a crack several meters long appeared directly.

However, the middle-aged man didn't feel anything. To ordinary people, it looked like a knife slashed by ghosts and gods, but to him it could only be regarded as a bit powerful.

Bu Fan's eyes shrank slightly, he didn't expect that the Hong-level low-grade kung fu 'Zhenwu Seven Styles' he used did not cause any harm to the man.

This is a Hong-level low-grade sword technique that he has been immersed in for a long time in his previous life. In an era where the heaven-level martial arts on Earth seem to be at its peak, it stands to reason that he should cause crushing.

Unless the opponent's cultivation is far superior to his own, he can avoid the Hong-level saber technique that surpasses the sky.

To be able to dodge so comfortably, this middle-aged man is definitely not the peak of Tiangang, otherwise even the peak of Tiangang would not be able to escape so easily.

So this shows that the middle-aged man has definitely reached Tiangang perfection.

Of course, Bu Fan's technique that transcends the heavens is so simple. What he cut off just now is just a phantom, just a prelude.

When I thought about it, it seemed that it took some time, but in fact, the telekinetic movement of my mind was only a blink of an eye.

Immediately afterwards, real swords were slashed one after another. This knife was mixed with an even more astonishing momentum than before. The middle-aged man just felt it and frowned.

The middle-aged man didn't force it, as if he had performed an extremely clever technique.

The steps are elegant, and between the staggered steps, like a phantom, it dodges behind Bu Fan to avoid the knife.

Vitality gushes out from the real sword, and ripples appear in the surrounding void space that directly vibrates.

Master Bai Luoyu saw the right moment, and directly slapped the middle-aged man behind Bu Fan.

The stellar energy seemed to have formed a substance, and the entire palm turned blue.

The cyan palm instantly expanded and patted the middle-aged man.

With a sneer on his face, the middle-aged man suddenly shot a jet of black light at the old man from his sleeve.

The old man hurriedly staggered away, but this jet of black light seemed to have eyes, and it was useless for the old man to dodge.

In a short while, he was only a little away from the old man's body, and seeing that he was about to be hit by the black light, the old man was quick to think, and stretched out his palm as his finger, trying to catch the black light that came.

The black light was trapped by the old man, and just as the old man breathed a sigh of relief, he felt a strong force emanating from the black light.

The old man who was pounding with strength took an uncontrollable step backwards. After taking more than ten steps in a row, the old man slowly stabilized his figure.

puff!
The old man raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, clutching his chest, looked down at his fingers with fear, and found that both fingers began to change color, and quickly spread to the entire palm and turned black.

In a panic, he shook off the somewhat weird black light, and the black spread from his fingers stopped.

The jet-black light fell to the ground, and the light on it gradually disappeared, revealing its shape, which turned out to be a dagger shining with jet-black luster.

At this time, the old man's body was damaged, his palms were shaking uncontrollably, and it looked like he was injured.

"Little friend, it seems that you and Luo Luo are acquainted. The old man Wang Qishan is here to thank you for your help, but the old man can only help so far. Now I have internal injuries and my palm is disabled. If I can't use palm skills, I am like a useless person. I can only look at you from now on." The old man held his blackened palm and looked at Bu Fan with a bitter expression on his face.

Wang Qishan regretted it at this time. If he had known that the power to participate in the treasure hunt was so strong, he would not have participated in it. Not only did one of his apprentices die, but he was also seriously injured.

He vaguely guessed that the mysterious middle-aged man was definitely not an ordinary force.

Bu Fan looked at Wang Qishan and nodded.

"Old man, rest and heal your wounds, let me come to this battle."

Wang Qishan bowed his hands slightly to thank him, and retreated to Bai Luoyu's place.

"Heart, you should leave too! You can't participate in a battle of this level." After thinking for a while, Bu Fan turned to look at Heart again.

He could see clearly now that the reason why Wang Qishan and Hongtao were able to fight the middle-aged man for so long just now was because they didn't show any real strength.

But just now, Wang Qishan was injured when the middle-aged man showed his strength a little bit. Bu Fan understood that the middle-aged man was far stronger than he appeared on the surface.

With Heart's current strength, it is estimated that the middle-aged man can kill him with one blow as long as he shows his strength a little.

"Okay, master, be careful." Heart replied, she also knew that her own strength could not help the master at all, so she stepped back far away after finishing her words.

The middle-aged man didn't seem to mind watching Bu Fan let the two avoid him. Anyway, the one-on-one situation is more helpful for him now.

Bu Fan turned to look at him with a cold expression.

"Now it's just you and me, let's fight to the fullest! You don't need to hide and hold back, I can see clearly that you should not only have the strength of the Tiangang realm!"

"Oh, have you noticed this? You were just playing around with them just now, young man, I think your strength is much stronger than theirs, so I can only show some strength." The young man chuckled and said later A light flashed in his deep eyes.

"It's not bad for you to be able to block one of my real martial arts techniques without any damage... But it's not enough!" Bu Fan said as he volleyed up into the air, clenched the long knife in his hand, and shook out two saber marks.

The saber flower quickly transformed into two huge saber shadows, slashing at the middle-aged man.

The pupils of the middle-aged man shrank sharply, and he sensed danger.

He grabbed it casually, and the black dagger lying quietly on the ground seemed to be drawn, and it rose from the ground and struck towards the shadow of the knife.

Bang!
With a sound of collision, the black dagger collided with a blade shadow.The energy inside it was extremely powerful, and the vibration caused caused many cracks to appear on the seemingly solid platform.

Under the offset of the black dagger, the knife shadow gradually faded away, but another knife shadow came one after another.

The black dagger continued to resist under the control of the middle-aged man.

Just after the black dagger took over the shadow of the knife for the second time, the light around him dimmed a little.

The middle-aged man looked at his dagger with some heartache. It was a rare treasure he had found from a secret place.

It hurt him a little to be so damaged.

But before the middle-aged man could think about it, another shadow of a knife struck him.

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief after using his footwork to dodge the shadow of the knife, but then there was surprise in his eyes, and Bu Fan's figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

He was holding a long knife with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"The three sword shadows just now were just a cover-up, and now it's an appetizer. Take me to Zhenwu's second style."

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