Comprehensive martial arts: Give away opportunities and return 10,000 times critical hits!

Sword, the holy product of the ancients!

In the Forbidden Array, the desolate and ancient aura hit the face, and the sword aura filled the sky.

The heavens and the earth are swaying, the gods are shining, and the sword is surging and sonorous.

After absorbing the power of Ximen Fuxue's sword, the power of the entire sword array doubled, and the sword qi hung in the air.

Each sword exudes a sharp edge, piercing and chilling.

No doubt.

This is a sword array, and it is still a "living" sword array.

[Sealing the Heaven and Locking the Earth Forbidden Array] is worthy of being the mountain protection array of the ancient Great Sect, integrating attack and defense, which can not only be sealed, but also killed.

The snow blowing at the west gate blocked the first wave of sword rain.

But instead of joy, the people were worried.

This is a large array that is enough to trap the Martial Immortals, and even slowly eliminate and kill, the more you resist, the stronger the sword array.

But if you don't resist, who can withstand the killing of a great kendo master?

"Look, the sword formation has changed. "

Tang Tianzong shouted in surprise.

When they heard this, they looked up at the sky.

When you see a sight in the sky.

Everyone was stunned and stunned.

One after another, the sword qi was entangled, condensed, and converging, gradually growing, as if they were devouring each other and strengthening themselves.

"The sword array, it's really alive!"

Mudaoren's hearts were shocked.

Those sword qi were like swimming fish, the big fish ate the small fish, and then they became bigger and bigger, and the qi they emitted became stronger and stronger.

"What do they want to do?" said Sikong Xingxing.

Lu Xiaofeng stared at him and said uncertainly: "Could it be that you want to gather the power of all the swords and condense them into one sword?"

Two million swords, one million swords, and then five hundred thousand swords...

There were fewer and fewer swords in the sky, but everyone's faces became more and more solemn.

Because the fewer the sword, the more terrifying the aura.

That kind of qi almost shattered the void and shattered everything.

"Lu Xiaofeng, you are really a crow's mouth!"

Sikong Xingxing shook his head angrily, obviously, Lu Xiaofeng was right.

The sword formation felt that the sword qi was dispersed and the power was dispersed, and the effect against them was not good, so it was necessary to gather the sword qi.

It's as if a thousand needles are not fatal when pierced in the body, but a sword made from a thousand needles can kill people.

Zhao Wuxian squinted slightly, the people behind the scenes, are they controlling this sword formation?

His [Wisdom Eye] shone slightly, and the picture he saw was different from ordinary people, and he directly saw the essence of the sword formation.

One by one, life and death changed, and the veins of yin and yang flickered one by one in Zhao Wuxian's eyes.

An esoteric formation is actually like a human body, and the complexity is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

The veins, like the meridians of people, circulate with power, and the subtleties contain martial arts and heavenly truths.

Zhao Wuxian was immersed in it, his eyes shining like lightning, piercing through many obstacles, illuminating the operation of the entire Forbidden Formation.

He quickly analyzed it in his heart, guessed and realized, and the whole person seemed to be settled, and he didn't move!

In the blink of an eye, the two million sword qi in the sky fused into twelve huge divine swords, suspended between heaven and earth.

A huge ancient sword, flickering with black light.

It was as if it had been hanging there for eternity, exuding an ancient and mysterious light.

This picture is so shocking that it shook everyone's heartstrings.

The next moment!

Twelve hundred-zhang giant swords fell, like a sword mountain, the momentum was terrifying, and they slashed towards everyone in the Taihe Palace.

With a "boom", the sword qi passed, and the heavens and the earth shook violently, as if even the big array could not withstand the power of the sword.

"What now!"

Everyone was speechless.

The situation in front of him is beyond the boundaries of mortals.

But the people who fell into the formation are never ordinary people, they are all a generation of grandmasters on the rivers and lakes, and naturally they will not sit idly by.

"No matter, let's try it together!"

"Although this will make the sword formation stronger, if you don't make a move now, I'm afraid you won't survive that time. "

"Good!"

Recite!

The sword light rises into the sky!

Ximen Fuxue shot again, and the sword intent was surging, stabbing the two giant swords into the sky.

Airplanes!

Another sword roar.

Lu Xiaofeng looked over.

I saw the wooden road robe hunting, and the white hair fluttering.

He was already a fairy wind bone, and at this time, his internal strength was running, his face was radiant, and he exuded a warm jade light, which made people dare not look directly.

Lu Xiaofeng was secretly shocked in his heart.

The hand of the wooden man has grasped the hilt of the sword, but his breath is motionless, as if the flood is slowly accumulating, and before the sword is drawn, there is already a sword sound.

He squinted his eyes slightly, as if a hibernating snake had awakened.

His hands were thin, dry, and steady, and his fingers were long and powerful.

Is this hand more terrible than Simon blowing snow?

Although Mudao people are the elders of Wudang in the Ming Dynasty, they have been playing in the dust, uninhibited, like idlers outside the world.

He claimed to be the first in Go, the second in poetry and wine, and the third in swordsmanship.

But when he held his sword.

Lu Xiaofeng realized that the skill and sword path of this famous martial artist of the Ming Dynasty were much higher than anyone imagined.

A divine light flashed in Mu Daoren's eyes, and he pulled out his long sword, and the clear light flowed, like a pool of autumn water circulating in the sword body.

It's slow, but it's all in the blink of an eye.

But Lu Xiaofeng felt slow.

"Fast" and "slow" become strangely coordinated in the wooden road people.

Slow to play fast, soft to overcome rigidity, fast and slow, rigid and soft, shape and meaning, meaning and qi, gas and spirit.

Isn't this the essence of Qia Wudang's swordsmanship?

Lu Xiaofeng felt that the swordsmanship of the Mudao people was by no means inferior to the snow blowing in the West Gate, and even better in internal strength.

The sword of the wooden man struck.

The sword moved, slashing leisurely, drawing a wonderful arc.

This arc is fascinating.

It seems to contain some strange rhythm between heaven and earth.

He swiped lightly towards the sky, like a painter splashing ink.

A swordsmanship created by the Mudao people comes from the Taoist classics.

Woo...

The sword was swung out like a monster roaring and like the sound of wind and thunder.

A black crack appeared in the void, which persisted for a long time, like a wound that could not be healed.

"Huh!" (read the violent novel, go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

Where this sword came, a fallen hundred-zhang giant sword fell apart, directly disintegrated, and shattered into sword qi.

"Buddha, Buddha, why do you want your disciples to suffer like this?"

The honest monk muttered, but in the face of the sky giant sword, he did not escape, and his body bloomed with golden Buddha light.

His body was brilliant and golden, and his treasure was solemn, and a large golden bell appeared outside his body, emitting a leisurely bell ringing.

"The Golden Bell Jar?!"

Bu Ju is an expert in horizontal martial arts.

At a glance, he recognized the martial arts performed by the honest monk, which was the "Golden Bell Jar", one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin!

The names of "Golden Bell Jar" and "Iron Cloth Shirt" have been heard by anyone in the martial arts.

But in fact, "Golden Bell Jar" and "Iron Cloth Shirt" are not the same.

"Iron Cloth Shirt" is an external skill, but "Golden Bell Jar" is an internal skill.

"Golden Bell Jar" is also known as the four great divine skills of Shaolin together with "Yijin Washing the Pulp Sutra", "Tongzi Gong", and "King Kong is not bad".

It's just that the martial arts of "Golden Bell Jar" is really difficult to practice.

It requires internal and external torture, and many Shaolin ascetic monks find it difficult to persevere.

But this kung fu has to go deeper and deeper, the more powerful it becomes.

If the practice is shallow, the power is not as good as "Luohan Gong", and it is juxtaposed with "Iron Cloth Shirt".

Therefore, this martial art is rarely talked about in the Shaolin Temple.

Those with low qualifications, those who are not qualified to learn, those with advanced qualifications, and those who don't want to practice, are they not good to practice the "I Ching Washing the Pulp Sutra"?

Unexpectedly, the honest monk actually practiced "Golden Bell Jar", and it seems that he has practiced to perfection.

"Golden Bell Jar" has been practiced to perfection, not only is King Kong not bad, but also not afraid of water, fire and poison, and the power is endless, which can be called magical.

The honest monk had a good palm, his skin was golden, and his face was golden.

The whole person's temperament changed suddenly.

From gentle and calm, to masculine and domineering, his eyes have become a little sharper.

He is like the king of Buddhism, one move [subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger], and he rises into the air.

Boom!

The sound of the bell echoed, deafening, ripple-like sound spread, and the sound of Buddhist chanting wafted from the sky.

Bang!

Heaven and earth thundered.

The honest monk Admiralty protected his body, and directly collided with a giant sword, and the giant sword was torn apart.

Sikong picks up the star's body like a ghost, floating non-stop, a phantom floats through the air, and his left and right hands wave out one after another.

Dangdang!

The sound of the clash of gold and iron echoed.

One of his palms was as crystal as jade, radiating a misty brilliance, and it was constantly slapping on the falling giant sword.

The world only knows that Sikong picks stars and steals invincible opponents all over the world.

Don't you know that his hands are also invincible?

Because he can steal things without anyone noticing.

Then this thing, including human heads.

The martial arts of a thief are the kung fu of his hands.

Sikong Xingxing practiced a long-lost mastery "Broken Jade Hand", even gold and jade can be easily crushed.

The greatsword was torn piece by piece.

Flower full of building's right palm.

The soft sword of the fake "Ye Gucheng" flew into his hand with a clear roar.

The way he held his sword was beautiful.

The whole person also seems to exude a beautiful artistic conception, which makes people involuntarily immersed in it, the heart is snatched for it, and the god is shaken for it.

The sword landed on his hand, and the sword light emitted shone brightly.

He floated up.

As soon as the sword unfolded, it didn't look like a murderous sword at all.

It's beautiful, it's gentle, it's gorgeous.

It's like a fairy flying into the sky.

It's like a lover's eyes.

It's like a gorgeous fairy palace.

And the flowers are dancing in it.

It's not like a man's sword technique, it's a woman's sword dance.

Alluring sword dance, flowers all over the world!

But a sword is a sword, it looks gorgeous, and it can still kill.

The sword light of the flower is like snow, and there is a "snort" whistling sound when you stab it slightly.

The speed (of Li's) is extremely fast, like electricity and light.

His sword peeled back into a cocoon.

The falling giant sword was dissolved one by one, but it was more embarrassing than Ximen Blowing Snow and Mudao People.

Lu Xiaofeng also made a move.

He fluttered lightly, shook slightly, like a phoenix soaring into the sky.

There are no colorful phoenix wings, and the heart is clear!

This sentence is about Lu Xiaofeng's two tricks, one move is naturally "Lingxi One Finger", and the other is "Phoenix Dance Nine Days".

His true yuan emanated, like a colorful phoenix, and pounced on the giant sword.

Yan Ziyun, Yin Xian, Ding Ao and others also took action one after another, doing their best, but soon vomited blood and fell.

With their strength, let alone shooting, being able to protect themselves is the limit.

In the dark, Shakti looked at the crowd.

"The martial arts of these Kyushu masters are not bad, but compared to my Sacred Heart Technique, it is not worth buying!"

Emperor Shakti took his hands and commented condescendingly.

After he swallowed the blood of the phoenix, he lived in the human world of the Wind and Cloud Realm for nearly two thousand years.

It is the best of a hundred schools of martial arts.

He once joined various sects and factions of martial arts.

For particularly rare martial arts, he will not let go easily, and he will not hesitate to spend a lot of money to be able to learn these miraculous skills.

He created his own "Sacred Heart Formula", claiming to be a "god", came to Kyushu, heard that there were "immortals", and was dissatisfied.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the Forbidden Great Array: "However, this array is powerful, if you can comprehend, it will be of great benefit to me!"

Emperor Shakti didn't make a move, but he wanted to use Ximen Fuxue and others in the formation to test this formation and indirectly comprehend the formation.