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

Ming Dynasty!

Yanjing, the Forbidden City.

A large array shrouded, emitting an infinite amount of light, mysterious and profound, only to see that there were all kinds of spinning in it, and the nebula was spinning.

Masters from all over the world, in order to see the battle of Ximen blowing snow and Ye Gucheng, looked at the Forbidden City, and they were all frightened.

No one knows what's going on inside.

But many people in the rivers and lakes finally understand why the various major parties are secretive about the imperial court and don't want to be enemies easily.

A behemoth like the Nine Great Dynasties must have its heritage, which is not visible in ordinary times, but is fatal when it is critical.

Suddenly!

A shocking momentum came from inside the Forbidden City.

Quiet as the deep sea, silent and silent.

Once it erupts, it is as fierce as a tsunami, and the momentum is like a landslide, which makes those who are concerned chill and tremble instinctively.

It's just that this momentum explodes quickly and dissipates faster.

Immediately.

I saw that the great array that enveloped the Forbidden City disappeared silently, and after the brilliant light, only darkness remained.

Immediately afterward, the moonlight poured down, spreading through the darkness and calming all things in heaven and earth.

The top of the Taihe Temple.

Ximen Blowing Snow, Lu Xiaofeng, Hua Manlou, Honest Monk, Mu Daoren, and Sikong Picking Stars are surrounding Bu Ju.

Surrounded by six grandmasters, this must be Bu Ju's most glorious time.

They are like a group of chicks hiding under the leaves in the rainstorm, all embarrassed and funny.

Of course, everyone's expression is different.

Bu Ju was helpless and speechless, a little excited.

Lu Xiaofeng looked up at the sky, his eyes were solemn, as if he was thinking about something, and his heart was heavy.

Hua Manlou's face still had an ordinary smile.

His mentality is like this, no matter how dangerous things are, he will not be in a hurry, and he will not hate 10 or anything, complaining about the heavens and others.

The wooden road man closes his eyes and breathes and recuperates.

The honest monk sat down, not knowing what to say.

Sikong picks stars like a monkey spirit, scratching his ears and cheeks, looking left and right idlely.

Simon Blowing Snow did not huddle with them, and separated himself a little, which was quite disgusting.

Few people know that Simon Blowing Snow is a person with a habit of cleanliness.

It's not hard to understand cleanliness.

Pale garments like snow.

A sword as pale as snow.

Pale side face like snow.

Loneliness as pale as snow.

He always wears a white dress, is out of the world, has a temperament that is better than immortals, burns incense and bathes before killing, and blows blood to wash after killing.

His cleanliness comes from kendo.

"Only with sincerity and righteousness can we reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship, and those who are not sincere are not enough to talk about swords. "

This is the way of the sword in his heart.

Honest!

Pure!

How sincere, how pure?

Sincere in the heart, pure as outside the form.

Ximen Fuyuki has already immersed himself in the pursuit of kendo.

From his every move, his lifestyle is full of the pursuit of beauty.

The sword, for him, is no longer as simple as a weapon.

For him, it's an art.

If there is a so-called sword god along the way of the sword, then Ximen Fuxue is undoubtedly the closest person to the god.

When the entire Forbidden Great Array erupted with an astonishing aura.

The waterfall composed of sword qi in the sky suddenly extinguished, as if the floodgates had been closed, which made Lu Xiaofeng and the others breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's over?"

The honest monk questioned, and he rolled over and stood up, so flexible that it didn't look like he was seriously injured at all.

"Did you win?"

Bu Ju looked worriedly, not knowing what the situation was now.

Suddenly.

The sound of a sword was heard in the distance.

Lu Xiaofeng turned his head to look, and the two figures were dueling, and the surging sword qi shattered the nearby buildings.

"Who are they?"

Mu Dao people were surprised, and from the surging sword qi, they felt two powerful momentum that belonged to the Great Grandmaster.

Sikong Xingxing said: "It can't be the real Ye Gucheng, and a certain old monster in the palace is dueling, right?"

Everyone looks up.

I saw one of them with a white face and a slight beard, wearing a snow-white robe.

He wore a crown of beads on a sandalwood seat in his dark hair, and his clothes were as white as snow.

His face was white.

Neither pale nor miserable.

It's a white jade-like sparkling color.

His eyes weren't pitch black, but they were terrifyingly bright.

His eyes looked like two cold stars in the dark, very similar to the dress of Fang Cai's fake "Ye Gucheng".

His sword was brilliant and brilliant.

No one can describe the speed of the sword.

Such as the lightning bolt, such as the rainbow through the sky.

It was not just a sword, but Thor's wrath, a blow of lightning.

In the sword light, people are like flying immortals.

And what about his opponents?

The figure is ethereal and agile, swaying as desired.

His own sword aura was cloudy, shrouded in it, like a cloud of smoke and change.

With a wave of his hand, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the sword was swallowed.

Exactly nameless.

The duel between him and Ye Gucheng is still going on.

Nameless sword rays cascade upon wave.

It is like thousands of waves, surging towards it one after another.

Wave after wave, no one is allowed to breathe.

actually resolved the thunderous and fierce killing move.

"Who is he?"

Lu Xiaofeng stared at him, looking surprised.

Lu Xiaofeng felt that Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow were both very lonely and proud people.

They don't care about human life. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Whether it's someone else's life, or their own, it's exactly the same.

Their shots are ruthless, because their swordsmanship is a lethal move.

They all like to wear snow-white clothes.

They have only one swordsmanship, the swordsmanship of killing.

Therefore, if they don't make a move, it will be earth-shattering, and few people can hold out for too long.

But now, Ye Gucheng's sword has been continuously dissolved by the other party.

No!

It's not just about dissolving, it's about integrating.

If Ye Gucheng's sword is a rushing river, then the sword of another person is a peaceful and calm sea.

No matter how turbulent the river is, it will eventually return to the sea, become a part of the sea, and become calm.

Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!

Obviously, that person is higher and farther than Ye Gucheng in the sword path, so this situation will occur.

It's just that there is no killing intent on his body.

A person without killing intent, a sword without killing intent, of course, will not kill.

Therefore, he obviously dissolved Ye Gucheng's sword, but Nameless was on the scene, but he fell behind and was beaten passively.

On the gazebo, Zhao Wuxian's figure quietly appeared, looking at the two sides of the fierce fight.

"Nameless?"

Zhao Wuxian squinted slightly.

Emperor Shakti's design allowed Nameless to enter Kyushu to explore the way, so Nameless came to Daming before Emperor Shakti.

This person is amazing, he is the heir of the [Heavenly Sword] in the three sword realms of the Wind and Cloud Realm.

He once used his own strength to defeat the top ten leaders, causing them to either die or be injured, causing the martial arts to fall into a depression for a while.

It also defeated the Sword Saint Dugu Sword, and all the twenty-one styles of its Holy Spirit Sword Technique were broken, so that the defeated Sword Saint sealed the sword and went into hiding.

At the age of twenty-two, Nameless has been invincible since then, and his prestige and wealth are unmatched for a while.

But because there are too many grudges, his wife was poisoned, but there is no way to know who the murderer is.

Nameless realized the inexplicable grief under the grief and indignation, so he cheated his death and went into hiding.

However, the strength of Nameless is a metaphysical question.

Jianghu people jokingly called: full of blood to pull the erhu, residual blood everywhere.

Nameless as a master who is dedicated to the study of kendo.

It has reached the [Heavenly Sword] realm in the theory of swordsmanship, which can make ten thousand swords surrender, and few people can compare.

However, a high realm does not mean that the actual combat ability is strong.

Especially on the nameless body who has been smoothed by time and realm.

It is too normal that the realm you are in and your actual combat ability do not match.

Normal to nameless, just like a theorist.

For example, the battle in front of us.

The nameless battle intent and killing intent are far inferior to Ye Gucheng, who seems to be restrained, timid, and has a hidden sign of defeat.

On the contrary, Ye Gucheng suddenly encountered such a strong enemy, and his fighting spirit was high, but he was aggressive and forged ahead, sharpening himself with no name.

Of course, in Zhao Wuxian's opinion, the reason that affected Nameless's strength had a lot to do with his [Heavenly Sword] realm.

What is Heavenly Sword?

Kendo is vast, but in the Wind and Cloud Realm, starting from the [Great Sword Master] who created the way of the sword, there are three supreme sword realms.

First, the Heavenly Sword represents vitality.

Second, the magic sword, represents destruction.

Third, the sword of the flying immortals, represents hope.

The nameless [Heavenly Sword] realm embraces all things with peace and is full of vitality.

This has a downside that is not a drawback.

That is, once the [Heavenly Sword] realm is driven by the killing heart of anger and hatred, it will cause the nameless combat power to decrease and the strength will be greatly reduced.

Therefore, it has always been nameless, and it is mainly self-cultivation and self-cultivation.

The nameless sword strength and the [Heavenly Sword] realm are reflected in his state of mind.

Even if the realm of [Heavenly Sword] is not bad, even if Nameless is riding on the path of the sword. 130

But he has no will to fight, no killing intent, no morale, and he just wants to lie down in his heart, so how can he win?

It's like a force that obviously has the most elite and powerful weapons in the world, but it doesn't want to fight, it just wants peace.

What kind of battle can such a force fight?

Therefore, Zhao Wuxian's evaluation of Nameless is that the erhu in the rivers and lakes is the best, and the martial arts are the highest among the people who pull the erhu.

Zhao Wuxian turned his gaze and looked in the other direction.

The corridor steps not far from the duel between Nameless and Ye Gucheng.

A corpse in a dragon robe lay in a pool of blood.

Another young man in a dragon robe, with a sword in his hand, stood beside him, sweating and panting.

If you look closely, the person lying in the pool of blood is almost exactly the same as the person holding the sword, like a pair of twins.

Which of them is the little emperor, and who is the prince of the Southern Wang?

It doesn't matter who it is.

The winner is king, and the loser is cole.

The sword-wielder stared at the face for a moment, and the sword in his hand stabbed out one after another, destroying the face that was exactly like his own.

Whether he is the little emperor or the prince of Nanwang, he will definitely not allow this face to be seen by more people.

"Who dares to be presumptuous in the Forbidden City, these people in the rivers and lakes are getting bolder and bolder!"

Behind a moon gate.

A large number of elite warriors lined up to hold the battle, and the fish rushed in.

The person in front of him exuded a powerful momentum.

He is dressed in the service of the Jinyi Guard, and it is the Governor of the Jinyi Guard.

He walked in a hurry, came to the front, saluted the little emperor standing with a sword, and said: "Weichen is late to save the driver, and the crime deserves death." "

The little emperor threw away his sword, just a faint "um", and didn't say much.

Ji Gang lowered his head and said, "Weichen has something important to play!"

"What?"

"Weichen received a secret letter, and the Iron Courage God Marquis of Hulong Villa had the intention of rebellion, collected the soldiers in the city, and won over the Yanbei camp..."

Before he could finish speaking, he only heard an explosion in the distance, and then a ball of fire burst out, like a flamboyant fire dragon rising into the air.

Immediately afterwards, outside the Forbidden City, shouts of killing sounded.

Everyone was stunned,

Including the little emperor, he also looked up in a daze, and even Ye Gucheng and Nameless also stopped together and retreated to look.

Zhu ignored it really reversed?.