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Chapter 1301 Martial Spirit Ancestor, Split the Sky in All Directions

  The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying.

 The old figure appeared in the slowly falling wind.

 “I’ll give you three moves to avoid being accused of bullying you.”

 Xu Zimo raised his head and looked at the figure of the speaker.

There was a whip tied on the top of the old man's head, just like the whips left by the ancients, giving him the feeling of a civilized Zou Zou.

He was wearing a blue Confucian robe with some incomprehensible patterns embroidered on it, and his eyes were steady.

 The nose is droopy and the lips are chapped.

 When he walked over, the power of the great sage was unbridledly released.

 Powerful power continues to surge out.

Like an overwhelming force, they all suppressed Xu Zimo, as if to demonstrate his power.

“Boy, don’t say I didn’t give you a chance to take action,” the old man said.

 “I’ll give you three moves, but I won’t take the initiative to attack.”

 “Who are you?” Xu Zimo asked directly.

“He is one of the three great saints of the Haotian Sect, the ancestor of Wu Ling,” Wu Zhaodi, who was standing next to him, quickly introduced.

“The three strongest people in the Haotian Sect are the martial ancestor, Wu Tian, ​​and the best swordsman in the world, Qi Haoran.”

"The first realm of the Great Sage is supreme," Xu Zimo came to a conclusion after feeling the power of the other party.

 He had heard what Bai Meng said before about the five realms of the Great Sage.

 This old man should only be in the first realm.

 But it is always the first level, and it is not comparable to the Great Emperor.

“Among Haotian’s three ancestors, Wu Ling Ancestor and Wu Tian should both be supreme,” Wu Zhaodi said.

“I also heard from others that only Qi Haoran’s realm is a mystery.

 He was already eternal thousands of years ago, but I don’t know what state he has reached now.”

 “It’s okay,” Xu Zimo waved his hand and smiled.

 He looked at the ancestor of Wu Ling and said with a smile: "Are you sure you want me to do three moves?"

 “I never regretted what I said,” said the ancestor of Wu Ling.

“I won’t embarrass you. If you lose, just leave the inheritance token and leave on your own.”

 “I will not lose,” Xu Zimo said, shaking his head.

He waved his hand, and the domineering shadow behind him unsheathed itself, unleashing a mighty sword intent.

 Xu Zimo didn’t make any extra moves and just stepped over.

 Ba Ying's sword intention is stirring in the palm of his hand, and the powerful sword force is constantly erupting.

 He raised his Ba Ying high and slashed at the Martial Ancestor fiercely.

“The sword is a good sword, and its meaning is not bad, but it is not enough,” Wu Ling Ancestor commented as a senior.

 He had his hands behind his back, obviously not caring.

 When the sword fell from the top of his head, he slowly raised his right hand. The law of wind was in the palm of his hand.

A wisp of breeze lingers in the palm of my hand.

 Xu Zimo also discovered that there are many people in the Haotian Sect who practice the Law of Wind or the Mysteries.

　　occupies the vast majority.

When his right hand was raised and collided with Ba Ying, the ancestor of Wu Ling remained calm and said calmly: "That's one move."

Xu Zimo narrowed his eyes slightly. He did not draw the knife, but instead the power of the will of all living beings burst out.

The great thing about this martial ancestor is that he knows how to relieve himself.

 Use the power of wind to resolve your own sword intent.

 That’s why he can keep his face straight.

 When the will of all living beings burst out, Ba Ying's sword intention became several levels stronger.

 Using the asking posture, the sword suppresses the sky and reverses the cycle of reincarnation.

 Dense cracks appeared throughout the void.

However, the ancestor of Wu Ling remained unhurried, and the law of wind filled his palm, and he grabbed it again.

 Seeing the two collide, the laws of wind also burst out around Xu Zimo.

“The power of law?” Wu Ling Patriarch was shocked and exclaimed.

 Xu Zimo took a step to calm down, and the figure quickly dodged, but unfortunately Ba Ying had already fallen.

 His palm was cut off directly.

Ancestor Wu Ling also completely retreated.

 “How about this move?” Xu Zimo said with a chuckle, holding the broad knife.

 “I’m looking down on you,” said the ancestor of Wu Ling.

“You are just a great emperor, how can you get the power of law?”

“Is it difficult to practice the law?” Xu Zimo replied.

“This is almost impossible,” Wu Ling Ancestor said directly.

“What you can’t do is not impossible, it’s just that you are rubbish,” Xu Zimo said mercilessly.

 “Forget it, I’ll catch you and interrogate you slowly,” the ancestor of Wu Ling said directly.

　　If before, his goal was just to inherit the token, now it is something else.



 “Tiger and crane,” the ancestor of Wu Ling shouted, and he went straight towards Xu Zimo to kill him.

　　This time he did not hold back any more, his steps were like a crane, he was arrogant and independent, his figure was like a tiger, extremely ferocious.

He imitated so vividly that it could even be said that he was not just imitating, he was just like those animals at this moment.

“Be careful, this ancestor of Wu Ling used martial arts to enter the Tao, observe all living things in the world, and integrate them into his own Tao,” Wu Zhaodi reminded from the side.

 Obviously he knows something about it.

Xu Zimo looked at it intently, and saw that the figure of the ancestor of the martial arts was very fast, and his speed in practicing the law of wind was astonishing.

 There was a crane cry, and he had appeared next to Xu Zimo.

Followed by another tiger roar, the shadow of a tiger faintly appeared behind him, and he rushed over to kill him.

Xu Zimo blocked Ba Ying in front of him and heard a "boom" as a powerful force attacked.

 Ba Ying's blade kept vibrating, and Xu Zimo's hands felt a little numb.

 “Dragon-capturing hand,” the ancestor of Wu Ling shouted softly again.

 The roar of the dragon came, like a mental shock wave, making Xu Zimo's head buzz.

The hands were like dragon claws, grabbing Xu Zimo's shoulders directly and throwing him outward.

 “The sky is split in all directions,” Xu Zimo shouted.

 Endless sword intent came from the body, and the knife that Lu Sheng had transformed into kept rioting.

Ancestor Wu Ling quickly stepped back and looked at his hands holding Xu Zimo. There were dense knife marks of even sizes on them.

 “What a domineering move,” he said.

The sword light suddenly appeared, and Xu Zimo's whole body was shrouded in the sword light. The dazzling light made people dare not look directly.

 The sky-splitting sword intent comes from all directions.

 The next moment, the sword intention was already heading towards the ancestor of Wu Ling to kill him.

"I admit that you are very good. Even among the great emperors, you are outstanding."

Ancestor Wu Ling said: "But that's the end of it."

 Behind him, the figure of a giant beast slowly emerged.

As soon as the giant beast took a breath, the whole world seemed to be sucked into it.

 The howling wind kept pouring in.

This giant beast is formless, its body is illusory, and it is constantly changing into any shape.

The only two eyes exposed are blue and substantial.

The giant beast breathed out a breath, and a tornado blew up between the sky and the earth.

And Xu Zimo's murderous figure was directly blown up by the tornado, sweeping through it and constantly stirring it.

“Sure enough, it’s still a little weak to directly confront the Great Sage in the realm of life and death,” Xu Zimo murmured to himself.


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