Tripod Reverses the Heaven

Seeing that big hand, I was about to catch myself. The figure of the ancient wind suddenly retreated.

Then, in his hands, a big purple sword was added, surrounded by purple light, and the power of lightning flowed, making a "hiss" sound.

"Don't force me, old man!"

Roaring, the ancient wind cut up with a sword. The purple sword drew a strange light and cut down at an incredible angle. He took the arm hung by Xun Shang on the spot.

Blood spilled, arms flying, the picture is sad and beautiful!

This sword cut out the ancient self-confidence.

This is the sword technique recorded in the Lei Di Sutra. It is extraordinary. Even if the ancient wind has only the cultivation of the divine king, it can still cut off an arm hung by Xun Shang.

"Ah!"

Xun ShangDiao uttered a scream, holding his broken arm and retreated fiercely. It's incredible to look at the ancient wind and the purple sword in the ancient wind's hand.

Careless, this is definitely his carelessness. Unexpectedly, a saint was cut off by a younger generation. If this matter is publicized, it is estimated that he will have no face to fool around in the Jianghu.

With a successful sword, Gu Feng continued to chase and kill. At this time, he was no longer so afraid of Xun Shang hanging, because he knew it was just a separation.

If it is Xun ShangDiao's original statue, the two are really incomparable. But... It's just a part.

Seeing the ancient wind kill again, Xun ShangDiao, who had just suffered a sudden loss, did not make a hard connection, but suddenly retreated and tried his best to avoid the edge of the ancient wind.

At this time, there was purple current flowing at the broken arm, which made Xun ShangDiao unable to regenerate the broken arm at the first time.

After several successive attacks and killings, Gu Feng stopped temporarily and said coldly, "hum, old man, I don't think you pay attention to me completely. You just want to check my cards? You are too arrogant! "

The voice fell, the ancient wind waved the purple sword in his hand, and the "brush" attacked and killed again. The old man didn't see himself, so he simply made him have a long memory.

Earlier, Gu Feng always thought that this was Xun Shang's real body. Therefore, from the bottom of his heart, he was a little afraid.

But now it's different. He knows it's just a separation, and his strength is equivalent to one or two layers of this statue. Coupled with the sword just now, the ancient wind has completely found confidence.

In the face of the ancient wind of rapid killing, Xun ShangDiao still suddenly retreated. He quickly calmed down and said in a cold voice, "boy, don't be crazy. Even a separation is enough to drive you out!" Although one arm was cut off by the ancient wind, Xun Shang was not afraid at all.

In the flash back, the broken arm immediately surged out of a strange force, which wiped out all the power of lightning in the shortest time.

Immediately, his broken arm grew out. After Xun Shang hung a cold hum, he even began to take the initiative to attack.

"Ignorant boy, do you know the difference between divine power and sage power? Even if your divine power is strong, can you still fight with the saints? It doesn't hurt to tell you that the power of saints is also called the power of the world. Every attack sends out the power of the world. How can your divine power resist it? " Xun Shang's voice is full of contempt. I didn't pay attention to the ancient style at all.

In his opinion, he was careless about the sword just now, otherwise the ancient style could not succeed.

Just now, the power of the world surged out of his arm. It was easy to wipe out the purple current at the broken arm.

Friar, the first step is to collect the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth through the method of breathing and breathing. The cultivated Qi is called true Qi.

After arriving at the Dharma sea, Zhenqi will be transformed into mana.

After the virtual God and the true God, the mana is completely transformed into divine power. The two are not the same.

In the realm of saints, divine power will be transformed into the power of saints, that is, the power of the world.

After reaching the realm of saints, he opened up his own small world, and its source of strength is the small world. The larger the area in the small world, the more sufficient the law is, and the greater its combat effectiveness will be.

This is equivalent to the French sea. How can you compare with the real boundless sea of others when you are a newly formed "small puddle" French sea?

"Ha ha ha!" After hearing this, Gu Feng burst into a wild laugh on the spot. He disdained and said, "bah, dare you call it the world just because of your little broken place thousands of miles back and forth? If your small world is expanded a hundred times, I will really be afraid of you today! "

"It's really unimaginable to kill the saint with God in exchange for others, but it's not impossible for me!"

Boom, boom!

In an instant, the ten Dharma seas in Gufeng's body roared wildly, and the rolling divine power surged endlessly, just like waves, all boiling.

His idea is very simple, that is to "quantity" against "quality".

For a long time, the greatest advantage of the ancient style is its own ten French seas, which is unmatched by others. At the same time, this is the real reason why he can always stand at the top of his peers.

Usually, nine is a polar number. Few people can reach nine Fahai. But he has ten and can steadily suppress others.

Ten Dharma seas roared, and the surging divine power was poured into the big purple sword, which was chopped and killed by him.

At the same time, Xun ShangDiao also gave a slap in the air.

The ancient wind can clearly see that the palm of Xun Shang's hanging is like a dark sack mouth. A strange dense force poured out of the "sack mouth" and wrapped the ancient wind on the spot.

This is the power of the world, higher than the existence of divine power.

It's just a moment of Kung Fu, and Gu Feng feels like he's in a quagmire. At the same time, he only felt his divine power melting, eroding and dividing.

"Damn it!"

The ancient wind cursed and shook his wrist. The purple sword drew a strange range again. The tip of the sword turned upside down. Unexpectedly, it escaped from the power of the world, and then killed on Xun Shang's hanging arm again.

"Ah!"

Another scream, Xun Shang's arm retracted on the spot.

This time, he escaped, his wrist was still there, and he was not really cut off.

"What a strange swordsmanship. It's worthy of being recorded in the Lei Di Sutra. It's really extraordinary!"

For the first time, Xun ShangDiao's heart was frightened. If the first sword is your carelessness, what about this sword?

Obviously, the ancient style has fallen into his own control and was forcibly killed by his swordsmanship.